His consciousness seemed to plummet into the deep sea, and Zhou Xiao felt as if he were dead, yet not quite, caught between life and death.
Schrödinger's death...
In this half-dead state, he had another dream, this time from God's perspective, looking down at everything below.
He can hear the voices from the depths of many lives.
"Damn it, that bachelor next door dared to cheat on me, and the kid isn't even mine?! What kind of look are you giving me?! Do you want to die?!"
"So much money... I have to find a way to get my hands on it all, all of it is mine..."
"This woman is so beautiful, I really want to get closer and have a more intimate conversation with her..."
"Work? Work my ass! I'm only doing one job, get started! Do whatever you want..."
"Why is their house better than ours? Why do they eat better than me? Tsk tsk tsk, look at his clothes, such expensive clothes, and he still manages to look so tacky. If it were me... I would definitely dress much better..."
“Foolish people...always care about meaningless things, foolish and pathetic. Well, if they weren't foolish, how could my wisdom be demonstrated?”
I'm so hungry... so hungry... so hungry...
No matter who you are, there seems to be a seed of evil buried in your heart. This seed may not grow in ordinary times, but it will take root in your heart.
Zhou Xiao could hear countless voices, as if He enjoyed tempting and ripening the seeds of evil in these people's hearts...
confusion...
Struggle...
die...
The place where reason is most lacking is His favorite paradise.
...
Do you enjoy protecting this world?
You want to save them?
No.
That's impossible.
No one can eradicate malignancy...
Since you enjoy meddling in other people's business so much...
Why not let the people you protect burn you with their own hands?
This is interesting...
Zhou Xiao saw the golden, towering tree from his previous dream, and it seemed as if he was conversing with it.
Those burly, reckless humans raised the divine fire He had bestowed upon them. The crimson flames swayed in the wind above the torches, creating a dazzling spectacle.
"Burn this demonic tree! If it weren't for it stopping us, how wonderful our lives would be!"
"He can no longer control us! We are the masters of our own bodies! Why should we suppress our bodily desires!"
"Yes! Burn him! Burn him!"
The wave of condemnation surged like a tsunami, growing stronger and larger with each passing wave.
The leader threw the flames onto the trunk of the golden tree. The fire seemed to come alive; the moment it touched the trunk, it quickly climbed up, and the golden leaves were gradually ignited, the intense heat burning everything.
"Die, you demonic tree!"
"Alright! Burn it even bigger! Burn this demonic tree to death!"
The voices of ignorance rose and fell, and the burning of the sacred tree also utterly destroyed their reason.
Tonight... is a fool's feast.
Brain?
What is the brain? (A temporary storage space for the brain)
A group of people danced and sang around the burning golden sacred tree. On the trunk of the sacred tree, there seemed to be a dying man tied to it, who perished in the sea of fire along with the sacred tree.
From Zhou Xiao's perspective, the master found it increasingly interesting.
Aren't you angry?
You should be angry...
Seeing that you're protecting such a foolish world, you should remain angry...
I saw it...
Your seed has just sprouted...
Kill them quickly...
I know you really want to...
He is still tempting, tempting that golden divine tree.
...
Zhou Xiao understood that this was another perspective of the divine tree that had been burned in his previous dream. He vaguely felt that the divine tree was connected to him, or to something on him, through some medium.
When he tried to continue dreaming, the dreamscape around him changed when he opened his eyes again.
As far as the eye can see, this resembles a sightseeing carriage of a star train, where the world seems to stand still for a moment.
"I...I'm awake?"
Zhou Xiao glanced blankly out the car window. The Yalilo VI, covered in ice and snow, had been rammed by the Annihilation Lord, leaving a hole in it. The celestial body was being torn to pieces by a huge pulling force and was about to undergo a devastating explosion.
So...we lost?
Zhou Xiao was stunned.
He felt his breathing slow down at that moment.
"Is it... Zhou Xiao?"
Hearing the slight noise, Zhou Xiao reacted a little slowly. He found the source of the sound and it was the girl, San Yueqi.
"What are you doing...?"
The woman before me, March 7th, had lost her former appearance. Her beautiful eyes looked as if they had been gouged out, leaving only two empty eye sockets.
Her face was deathly pale, and you could even see the ruptured blood vessels under her skin. Her abdomen had been completely pierced, and blood mixed with her intestines spilled onto the ground. She was barely clinging to life.
Once she confirmed it was Zhou Xiao's voice, she forced a smile to appear on her lips.
"Being able to hear your voice one more time before I die... I'm still lucky." March 7th's weak voice was like a candle flickering in the wind, unaware that a strong gust of wind could take her life.
"It's just... a pity I can't see you anymore, otherwise I really wanted to look at you a little longer..."
When Zhou Xiao saw March 7th in this state, he panicked. Just last night, March 7th had promised to be his girlfriend for a month, but today she was leaving this world forever.
He was at a loss. It was the first time he had ever felt so flustered. He first bent down and tried to push March 7's intestines back in, but found that the intestines were still flowing down and he couldn't stop them. He got up to go find the medical kit on the train, but March 7 called him back.
"Zhou Xiao... stop looking, it's useless... I'm afraid we'll be dead before we even see you, stay with us... just for a little while, okay?"
On March 7th, he coughed up a mouthful of blood and spoke weakly and feebly.
“You…you’re usually quite resilient…even the Six-Phase Ice didn’t freeze you to death…” Zhou Xiao bent down again. Clearly, his words contained no blame; on the contrary, he only hoped that March 7th would survive…
"How can that be the same..."
March 7th paused for a moment, then continued:
"What a pity, what a real pity. We agreed on a month, I was so close to making you fall for me... I was almost waiting for your answer..."
"I can't wait any longer..."
"Zhou Xiao...are you still there?" March 7th couldn't see Zhou Xiao, so she could only ask him through her voice if he was still there.
“I’m…I’m here.” Zhou Xiao looked at March 7’s pale face, feeling waves of pain in his heart for some reason.
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