Chapter 11 No, I Choose All
More than ten seconds passed, and Jingyuan was still waiting for my response, with no intention of changing the subject.
Well, this is what you need to hear!
I took a deep breath and said quickly, "Actually, I am an artificial human with implanted memories. My parts are removable and replaceable. My mission goal is to go deep into Hole Zero, repel the abyss, and resolve the collapse..."
"Ahem!" "Blade" interrupted the follow-up with a sound, and then gave me a signal look. His serious expression made me instantly... confused.
It's so funny, I can't understand it at all! I blinked innocently, and Blade sighed, raised his hand to make a circle, and then made a gesture of pushing up his glasses.
Yes, Lao Yang is here, so we can’t talk nonsense. But it doesn’t matter. I followed suit and changed the lyrics to continue: “Solve the bomb crisis and create a bright future for Weiming City.”
After a few seconds of silence, I looked at Jing Yuan who was still in deep thought and said desperately: "You know this is just a joke, right?"
He paused for a moment, then smiled as usual and said, "Of course."
I keenly detected six parts of false smile, three parts of concealed thoughts and one part of solemnity.
This emotion was so obvious that I blurted out, "I don't believe it unless you swear to Emperor Gong Siming."
...Damn it, I must have damaged my brain from playing cards!
As a reliable adult, how could you say such childish things as swearing to someone! What’s more, Jing Yuan was asked to swear to Emperor Gong Siming in the Immortal Boat!
This is even more excessive than questioning Jing Yuan!
"Blade" patted my shoulder vigorously and said sadly: "You have surpassed Master Long!"
"...I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything else." I said this dryly, my brain working fast, trying to find some excuse to make amends.
But the next second, I saw Jing Yuan put away all his emotions and just looked at me simply. He asked: "Will you swear to the Emperor's fate?"
This seems to be a rhetorical question, but I have a feeling that this question may hide some deeper meaning.
...but I can’t figure it out!
Yes, or no? Or just don't answer? I kicked Blade's shin for help.
Blade, who was still watching the show, coughed lightly and intervened very casually: "How about we go for a round?"
Jing Yuan frowned slightly, but didn't answer. He just looked at me and repeated, "Will you swear to Emperor Gong Siming?"
I don't know, but I feel a little creepy. Jing Yuan now seems like the product of some kind of weird rule story, repeatedly asking a question that I have to answer.
An inexplicable throbbing lingered in my heart. I didn't want to lie about this, so I answered truthfully: "...I can't."
As we all know, players may be destroyed or protected, but they will definitely be happier. When facing the power of the Star God, the main idea is to get as much as possible, since it doesn’t cost any money.
Swearing an oath to Emperor Gong Siming is still a bit too much.
Jing Yuan responded lightly without making any comment. This ambiguous attitude made me clench the cards in my hand nervously, and look at the "Blade" again.
"Blade", who was completely ignored by Jingyuan, gave me a helpless look.
Seeing Qingque next door preparing to quietly escape, I immediately turned aside and said sincerely: "Qingque, the agreement between us is still valid, right?"
I looked at Qingque for help, trying to make her soften her heart and accept this non-existent agreement.
However, Qingque's gaze passed directly over me and looked at Jingyuan who was further behind. Finally, she shuddered and said decisively: "No, we have nothing!"
…I’m a little afraid to look back now. Could it be that Jing Yuan has ginkgo leaves growing on his body to scare Qing Que like this?
Bah, bah, bah, bah, if I grow, he can’t grow!
I turned around with the resolution that I might as well die, but I found that Jingyuan just smiled at me. He consoled her: "Neither can I."
I don't know why, but it made me feel even more horrified. Is this really the serious world of Bengtie, rather than the dark world of Chuangfan?
Then, I heard Jing Yuan say, "Because hunting is not just a belief, it is more about the will to fight to the death. Practicing this is the key. Swearing an oath has no practical effect."
Oh, it seems that this is indeed a serious world. I felt a little relieved, but I apologized again for my slip of the tongue: "I'm sorry."
Jing Yuan still did not respond to this apology. He just reminded: "I have arranged a room for you at the Yichen Inn. For the rest, just put the bill on the Shen Ce Mansion."
“...Thank you.” Wow, now I feel even more guilty! Jing Yuanyuan, you have to believe in yourself, you are the best cat! I will work hard tomorrow to make amends, please don't take what I say seriously!
After watching them leave, Jing Yuan closed his eyes and repeatedly recalled the scene.
"I don't believe it unless you swear to Emperor Gong Siming."
When saying this, "Jing Yuan" did not hesitate at all, as if he was convinced that as long as there was such a name, no one would lie.
——Or maybe, for him, he would never lie as long as it was in this name.
Jing Yuan did not doubt its authenticity. After all, in many cases, subconscious reactions are the real reactions.
But what Jing Yuan was more concerned about was what kind of situation would make someone who was used to confirming information from multiple angles speak so bluntly?
And the so-called "joke" he mentioned, the hidden emotions in it proved that it was by no means completely false, but how much of it was true and how much was false?
Jing Yuan couldn't help but think of the other party's evasive gaze.
In fact, there is nothing special about whether you swear or not. What matters is the attitude.
But he avoided the question the first time, and after answering it the second time, he clenched the jade token tightly in his hand.
The pale knuckles showed the strength he used. Perhaps because he used too much force, his hands were shaking slightly.
So Jing Yuan specifically mentioned the word "practice". As long as you are on the hunting trail, no matter which one, it will not affect you.
But he said, "I'm sorry..."
These three words are filled with endless guilt, making people feel suffocated. As if he had lost all his strength, the clenched cards fell from his hand and hit Jing Yuan's heart.
Perhaps some unmentioned speculations could correspond to this scenario:
"Jingyuan" turned away from hunting.
"Friend, are you going to kill me?" After I pulled "Blade" back and forth and looked at Jing Yuan secretly three times, "Blade" finally couldn't help it anymore.
He clung to the street lamp in front of the store and tried to persuade her: "Maybe he just fell asleep normally. Look, other people are not surprised at all. Some of them even lowered the volume!"
"But what if it's not the case?" I looked eagerly at Jingyuan not far away, hoping that he was just dozing off as "Ren" said.
I don't know how Jingyuan explained the identity issue, but it was obvious that when we stood together, the Luofu people would never mistake their general.
——Just like right now.
"Is Mr. Jingyuan worried about General Jingyuan?" Yinshu, the boy who looks after Sanyu Bookstore, asked doubtfully. She didn't mind someone standing at the door of the bookstore and looking outside frequently, she was just more curious.
I glanced in Jing Yuan's direction nervously, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was not moving. "No, I'm just taking a look."
But then, I became even more worried. Why hasn’t Jingyuan woken up yet? Could he have fainted because of me?
Although the probability of this happening is very small, what if?
"I don't think there's a chance of that happening." Blade pushed me into the bookstore and picked up a book and put it in my hand. "You're just too worried. Just read more books to distract yourself."
How can I watch it at this time!
Wait, what book is this? Fisherman's case?
Five minutes later, I snapped the book shut. Blade, who was still flipping through various books nearby, looked over immediately and asked, "Have you finished reading?"
"As it's finished."
"edge":?
The main thing is, the plot cannot be said to be 100% similar, but the direction of the elements is really exactly the same, even the prisoner's unique steps of kneeling, crying and then confessing are the same!
I silently put the book back on the bookshelf, glanced at Jing Yuan who was nodding to the people around him, and asked in a low voice, "Do you think we can make money by writing books in this world?"
"Blade" immediately understood what I meant, "Do you want to be a plagiarist?"
It seemed that Jing Yuan was fine, and he even chatted with the people around him before leaving.
Only after I could no longer see Jing Yuan did I shake my head and reply, "Forget it. I'm afraid I won't pass the trial."
I really was tricked by Jing Yuan!
Yes, I did say that I wanted to come to Shen Ce Mansion to work, but no one told me that there was no pre-job training for this job!
I looked at the documents on the table worriedly, and then looked at the strategist Chang Qingdun with burning eyes, trying to come up with some reference answers.
However, Qing Zhu just turned around and moved another pile of documents to the side, saying helplessly: "It's useless even if you look at me, General Jing Yuan, these contents must be dealt with today."
How could this be! wrong! "What did you just call me?"
Qing Zhu looked at me in confusion, "General Jing Yuan?"
I looked around and finally realized something. It turns out that Qingdun took me to sit in the general's seat, and Jingyuan didn't come to work at all today!
"Qingdun, I want to tell you something, don't be afraid."
Qing Dian, who had seen everything around Jing Yuan, was not afraid of anything and even responded without hesitation, "No matter what you say, I will never let you leave Shen Ce Mansion this time."
......Although I don’t know why Jingyuan’s credibility is so low, this is definitely not what I want to say.
"Actually, I'm not General Jingyuan, I'm just a sea patroller." So I really don't know how to approve official documents.
Qing Jue nodded perfunctorily without changing his expression, "Yes, actually I am not the strategist Chang Qing Jue either."
"You too?" I looked at her hopefully, hoping to hear some information about cosplay from her.
However, Qing Jue immediately sneered and said in a serious tone that seemed to have seen all sorts of things in the world: "Don't even think of finding an excuse to slip away."
......Jingyuan, what kind of weird excuses have you come up with?
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