Bai Ju appeared before Ye Bai, not to exchange compliments.
The white dog was puzzled, not understanding what Ye Bai wanted to do.
"Brother, shall we go back now?"
Are you leaving so soon after arriving?
Come here to eat a few hundred dollars' worth of fried chicken, sweep your own grave, and then rush back?
Isn't the itinerary a bit too rushed?
"Going back is possible, but not now."
Ye Bai looked at Bai Ju and asked seriously,
"Can you take me back to the past? The past of this world, the time on the tombstones."
Bai Ju stared coldly at Ye Bai.
Are you questioning me?
No matter which world it is in, it is an eternal fragment of origin, an SSS-level talent. For Bai Ju, traversing the river of time is as simple as eating and drinking.
No, not at all.
Ye Bai bent down and kicked the white dog, explaining,
"This guy is too despicable; he often undermines my confidence in SSS-level talents."
The white dog, having reached its limit, decided to do something to prove itself.
It bit down on Ye Bai's trouser leg.
They couldn't even bite a hole in the clothes...
Bai Ju nodded slightly, accepting Ye Bai's explanation.
There is such a shameful guy, truly a disgrace to SSS-level talent.
Bai Ju stood still, closed his eyes, and made no movement.
When he opened his eyes again, a line of bloody tears streamed down his face.
Bai Ju remained expressionless and coldly stated.
"I've found the coordinates; you'll be interested."
The white dog crouching at Ye Bai's feet asked cautiously,
"Brother, doesn't it hurt?"
The white horse didn't even bother to glance at it.
SSS-level talents and SSS-level talents are different.
Ye Bai bowed respectfully and said, "Excuse me."
Bai Ju didn't say anything.
It raised its hind hooves and made a feint.
Ye Bai and the white dog disappeared from their original spot and entered the river of time.
After seeing Ye Bai and the white dog off, Bai Ju remained silent for a few seconds, then jumped more than thirty meters into the air, covering his eyes twice and letting out a pig-like scream.
"It hurts like hell!"
...
Earth.
2021.11.03.
A certain hospital.
Intensive care unit.
Ye Bai and the white dog appeared in the corner of the ward.
The white dog recognized at a glance that the boy lying on the hospital bed was Ye Bai!
Before it could even cry out, it shut its mouth.
An invisible pressure silenced it.
Not only that, the entire space began to shake, as if it might collapse at any moment.
Faced with this pressure, the white dog was on the verge of losing control.
A hand was placed on the white dog's head, relieving a significant amount of its stress and helping it recover.
Ye Bai stared at the familiar figure ahead, remaining silent.
A Taoist priest appeared in the ward.
Carefree.
He walked to the front of the ward and looked at the boy on the bed.
The boy was in critical condition, suffering from multiple organ failure, and there was no chance of saving him.
After the Taoist priest appeared, the boy inexplicably felt better and was even able to speak.
"Who are you..."
The boy looked at the Taoist priest and asked curiously,
"The End-of-Life Care Association?"
He had heard from others that this process would take place.
The Taoist priest shook his head. "No."
The boy's lips twitched, and he smiled. "I'm going to die soon, aren't I?"
The Taoist priest nodded, "Yes."
Listening to their conversation, Ye Bai and the white dog both showed helpless expressions.
Judging from the tone of voice, he is truly carefree.
If you can say one word, never say two.
Rigorous, honest, and taciturn.
The boy laughed again, "You might as well lie to me..."
He was a humorous person; that's how everyone who knew the boy described him.
"You can live."
The Taoist priest spoke earnestly.
"At least I'm not dead now."
"oh?"
The boy became interested and pressed for more information.
"Immortality... are there any new experiments being conducted, like superheroes gaining superpowers to save the world?"
The Taoist priest tried to understand the meaning behind the boy's words.
Understanding failure.
The Taoist priest repeated the last round.
"It's about saving the world."
The boy became even more interested.
He never expected that the hospice care association would invite a Taoist priest.
To his surprise, the Taoist priest would seriously engage in his nonsense.
He even asked on his own initiative,
"What do you need me to do to save the world? Crush purple sweet potatoes?"
"No."
The Taoist thought for a moment, then said seriously,
"Live on."
Clearly, the Taoist priest had only one request regarding how the boy could save the world: to survive.
"Can surviving save the world?"
The boy felt the art style was already a bit strange.
"This is too easy! I really want to live... to live..."
The starlight in the boy's eyes was somewhat dimmed.
The meticulous Taoist priest asked again,
So, are you willing to save the world?
The boy laughed. "What kind of question is this?"
"Saving the world at the cost of my own survival? Of course I'd be willing."
The Taoist priest corrected him.
"Not this world."
The boy shook his head; he didn't care.
"Any world is fine."
After confirming with the boy again, the Taoist got the answer he wanted.
He was about to leave.
"etc..."
The boy found the conversation absurd, but even so, he was still willing to make it real and, in the final moments of his life, say something to the other person.
"Why me?"
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