Chapter 188 Sister's Determination
The silver-red car stopped at the door.
Ling opened the car door and lifted Chen Xiao'er's arm to help her out. "Are we going to prevent the accident next?"
It is now 5:30 pm, and we can indeed prevent the car accident from happening again.
And this time the development was smoother than before: the companions had killed many, many believers hiding in various corners of the city, and achieved Xiaotong's condition of "dealing with them first."
If the "they" she was talking about didn't include her mother.
Chen Xiao'er closed her eyes and shook her head: "No, I want to look for her first." Find out where her mother is.
For some reason, she had a strong premonition that the black car carrying Xiaotong would never appear again.
Where will mom be?
She was not at her relatives' house, not at school, not in the restaurant, not on the street... not anywhere anyone could find her.
Will she—will it be at night?
What kind of identity does * have that he only appears at night?
The information given by her teacher emerged in her mind: there is a monster with a snake body and a human head in its mouth that only appears at night.
Chen Xiao'er reached out and pressed the door, inserted the key and turned it slowly.
I have thought about it carefully many times today and found many doubts.
These included "It wasn't until night fell and I witnessed the abnormal phenomena with my own eyes that I remembered the common sense about them", "I always ignored the fact that my mother was a devotee", and Xiaotong's overly calm expression.
How old is Xiaotong?
9 years old
The only person who can make a 9-year-old child so obedient, so quiet, and with that knowing expression is her mother.
Xiaotong got into the car that was bound to crash, and after the collision, her legs were wedged into the seat. When she grasped the blade and handed it to me... what kind of mood was she in?
I can't forgive.
I can't forgive anyone who treats Xiaotong like this.
Mom, could that person be you?
Ling took Xiao'er's hand and walked into the living room. She keenly noticed that the trembling of her wrist had stopped, and she immediately turned around.
Chen Xiao'er raised her face, her calm eyes becoming sharp. The no longer submissive girl dropped her hand and headed for the kitchen. "Go look somewhere else first. I'm enough at home."
Chen Xiao'er calmly turned on the natural gas valve.
The explosion hurt really, really badly.
It hurts so much that even though time and instinct have reduced some of the pain, the memories are still calling out loudly in my mind.
[Don't try this method again, it will definitely exceed your body's tolerance limit! ]
If someone wants to sacrifice an entire city and hurt my sister, I expect them to pay at least this price.
Ling did not leave. She followed Chen Xiao'er towards the stairs and stopped in front of the stairs together.
"I just remembered now..." The girl's voice was filled with tears: "I live on the second floor, but, but I shouldn't live on the second floor."
After "killing" Xiaotong, a memory that is mutually exclusive with "reality" flows into the brain.
In another memory, my mother's bedroom was very large and tall. One bedroom occupied two floors and had a strong presence.
But in "reality", the mother's bedroom is just a small room next to the kitchen on the first floor, and its location is symmetrical to Xiaotong's bedroom.
This was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.
Because I was also part of the sacrifice, was my memory also processed?
Chen Xiao'er took out a lighter from the TV cabinet and walked step by step towards the narrow corridor leading to her mother's bedroom.
Knock knock.
She raised her hand and knocked on the bedroom door.
The current time is 5:42 pm.
Mom, I have a question.
Why is it that every time I wake up, I am always at home at six in the morning?
Because waking up in bed is convenient?
Because home is a very important place?
Is all this the favor of "God" or is it just a necessity?
You are at home, the most important ritual formation is at home, or the key to the ritual is me, so the node of time rewinding must depend on me - set at the time the ritual begins.
It could also be the time and place where I lose my true memory.
"Mom, are you there?"
Chen Xiao'er said gently, "Did you perform the ceremony outside? Can you tell them to stop?"
Naturally, there was no answer from inside. She put her hand on the doorknob and turned it gently, and the door opened.
Heavy curtains covered the windows, and the entire room was dark, shrouded in a withered yellow gloom.
The bed was empty.
Maybe Mom really wasn't home, maybe she had nothing to do with those conspiracies.
Mom, how can I help but think this?
Chen Xiao'er sat on the bed, picked up the quilt, and immersed herself in the reassuring atmosphere.
But in the next moment, a soft sigh sounded in my ears.
"Xiao Ai, I really don't want to deceive you. You are my treasures."
[“And… this is my only chance to tell you the truth and apologize to you.”]
【"sorry."】
Her mother's voice was sobbing. Chen Xiao'er felt numb from the top of her head to the soles of her feet. The quilt she was holding turned into a spider web, making it difficult for her to breathe.
"Mom, did you really, really do those things?!"
【"Yes."】
After frankly admitting it, Chen Yunshu immediately said, "I can explain everything to you, but after the ritual is over, you'll forget everything. It will all be reset to zero... Your power and status are too high. Unless the ritual succeeds and confirms everything that happened here as true, everything will be reset to zero."
I don't understand. What is power? What is reset to zero? I don't understand at all.
Chen Xiao'er grabbed Ling's outstretched hand and yelled at the ceiling, "I don't understand! No matter what your purpose is, sacrificing me, Xiaotong, or even an entire city isn't worth it!! We live so happily, what on earth are you dissatisfied with?!"
For wealth? Power? Love? Eternal life? What could be more than living happily with the one you love? And does this peaceful happiness require others to pay for it?
She totally couldn't understand her mother's choice. Even if she and Xiaotong died in an accident in "reality" and her mother wanted to resurrect them, she shouldn't have sacrificed innocent lives.
"Do you like this world?"
"Of course I like it!" Chen Xiao'er shouted in despair: "Why are you ruining our lives?"
Although unusual phenomena may occur at night, the daytime is still beautiful. How could my mother end the lives of innocent people just to please the gods?
“I also like this world, so I do this.”
[“Xiao Ai, I am saving the world and welcoming the birth of the savior.”]
"If I don't do this, the world will never see the daylight you see."
I don’t understand. I totally don’t understand.
She understood every word and every sentence, but she couldn't understand such a choice and the meaning behind it from the bottom of her heart.
Tears streaming freely, Chen Xiao'er gasped and shouted, "So you think the world is going to end? Now, now are we going to sacrifice the entire Changhe City to make the end of the world disappear?"
“If only we had more time.”
"Many will die in the aftermath of the ritual. But it's okay. As long as you and Xiaotong can successfully merge, all the sacrifices will be worth it."
[“The living will have a future, and the dead will live forever with God.”]
Chen Yunshu closed his eyes in the invisible and colorless space, and countless pairs of eyes opened in the void, deducing the future in a brief state of "pseudo-omniscience".
Xiaotong gave up on devouring Xiao'e, but Xiao'e could still "devour" Xiaotong.
The Devouring Snake's body is extremely weak during the ritual. Its nature craves devouring and fusion, and it will definitely cater to Xiao'er's actions to promote the success of the ritual.
When the ritual is completed, the entire Changhe City ritual site will be reduced to nothing. The believers of the surrounding major sects, including the Church of Light, will become the fodder for the fusion of the two gods, the descent into the abyss, and the ascent into the void.
The New God's appetite is undoubtedly enormous, and he may devour all of humanity and a large number of anomalies.
But it doesn't matter.
Once he has passed his growth period and fully matured, a god with the power of "transformation between reality and illusion" and "devouring growth" will surely be able to give birth to a new life on a stable, harmonious and beautiful earth, a kinder and more perfect... new human being.
Chen Yunshu closed his eyes and conveyed the beautiful future in his mind to Xiao'er.
Please fulfill my wish, my daughter.
Please pass on the fire of human civilization, my God.
"Then, then the future of the deceased... who can give it back to them?" Chen Xiao'e covered her face, her head aching so much it felt like it was splitting. Her mother's words were like the obsession of a mental patient, or the desperate gambler's gamble.
Who can guarantee that the gods who demand such cruel sacrifices will really bless mankind, and who can say for the tens of thousands or millions of deaths that all this is worth it?
Her reason was split into two at this moment, tearing her emotions to the left and right.
Half persuaded her to accept her mother's gift, remember the location of the last strange snake, and not to disrupt the ritual in the next reincarnation, but only kill the snake part to make the ritual completely successful.
This is mother's wish and also her sin. Why should you bear the fault of "extinguishing the hope of saving the world"?
The other half had complicated thoughts. Some said, "Those are all delusions. Life is so peaceful, how can there be an end of the world? She must have been brainwashed by an evil god." Others said, "Even if there is an end of the world, this may not be the best solution."
If you obey your mother's wishes, you'll also be a murderer. Is killing one hundred innocent people to save one hundred and one an act of justice? Don't fool yourself.
"It's justice."
"Killing tens of millions of lives and reproducing hundreds of millions is an act of divine will and ethics."
The mother's tone was like a tranquil deep ocean, chilling Chen Xiao'er to the bone.
So that’s how it is. Mom has made up her mind.
That is a personality shaped by experience, life experience, education, and nature. It is the fearless path she has chosen, and she is willing to pay any price for it.
What about me, becoming my mother’s most precious puppet, calling myself a tool to escape all blame?
No.
impossible.
"Sister, don't give up."
I won't give up, Xiaotong. I also have people I absolutely cannot give up on, and reasons I absolutely cannot retreat from.
Will the world end? Will the sacrificial ritual succeed?
I don’t understand, I—don’t care about that.
I will definitely save Xiaotong, no matter if she falls to death, drowns, or explodes... I will never regret it.
"Xiao'er, you still don't understand?"
A mother's words are gentle and affectionate, containing more compassion and expectations than blame.
Chen Xiao'er stopped sobbing. She raised her face and held the lighter high up: "Yes!"
Mom, I'm sorry.
I am not your obedient daughter.
Click.
Among countless pairs of half-open eye sockets, a golden pupil suddenly widened, matching Chen Xiao'er's expression at the moment.
The dancing flame heart was reflected in her deep pupils.
The spark flickered and spread in her palm, igniting the pure white veil and heavy curtains, and then—
boom!
The loud explosion returned to the vast universe, and the first cry was issued by the stars.
…
Beep, beep, beep.
The girl opened her eyes.
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