Chapter 170 The end of the wrong path - new life.

Chapter 170 The end of the wrong path - new life.

Each of the seven people owned by Qian Jianmu has his own special way of getting along with Qian Jianmu.

If we have to make a distinction, then Mo Yun and Lilith both belong to the "Thousand Rooms" faction.

Mo Yun's attitude towards Qian Jianmu stems from the fondness he had for Qian Jianmu before he even realized it. But he couldn't understand affection. This subtle feeling was blurred into the category of 'important'... But to call it 'love' would be an insult to the great word 'love'.

He did find the direction and meaning of his existence temporarily because of his "importance". He regarded Qian Jianmu's life of joy and anger as his own meaning, and used an unusual way of thinking to make his own judgments on Qian Jianmu's joys and sorrows.

Doing things for others on their own initiative without having any understanding of their thoughts is a common characteristic of this group of people - deadly arrogance.

The reason for killing Yajiu was because Mo Yun believed that Qian Jianmu would not want to see Yajiu being burned to death.

The reason why he betrayed the government and became the enemy of Senmamu was that he wanted to rescue Chidori Jun who was trapped inside the government in his own way.

Qian Jianmu was no longer able to leave the cage at this time. The three strings tied to his fingers were still attached to this huge and decaying machine. Just like the relatives of terminally ill patients in hospitals, they cannot give up even if the patient gives up on them, they cannot give up even if the cure rate is so low that they can’t even afford him, and they cannot give up even if they have nothing.

The living are dragged down by the dead, and emotions and obsessions are the sweet shackles that bind each other.

Mo Yun understood Qian Jianmu's dilemma, so he took action based on Qian Jianmu's wish. Although they all knew that it would be useless to do anything at this moment, he still went.

——Abandoning Yuer and Luo Lan, he betrayed the government by attacking the research institute and forcibly dragging out those who voluntarily entered Chidori Juan as a gift to Qian Jianmu.

He is such a selfish, lawless bastard.

The fact that he was a bastard was a consensus among everyone, including Fyodor himself, except for Chimamu himself, who noticed it but didn't pay much attention.

So, a year later, Mo Yun used his blood to contaminate and control an army, and this fearless army of the undead launched an attack on Central City.

Mo Yun, whose chip has the attribute of 'war', has an extremely terrifying talent for warfare, and his army is composed of soldiers who are completely controlled by his mind and will not stop even if they die. He does not even need to consider any logistical supplies, he only needs to attack, and then attack, trampling everything and destroying everything in a frenzy.

He successfully destroyed the country's most important technological hub, almost emptied the government of talent, and even slaughtered several chaebols that were hostile to Senmamaku, but he did not bring back Chidori Jun.

Chidori Juan is no longer a human being.

He can't bring back something that is not a human being.

His body has become weak due to the hard work over the past year, and the war chip is about to devour his body. Mo Yun knows that he will not live for more than a few years, and there is not much he can do for Qian Jianmu.

So he found Qian Jianmu and stabbed him in the heart from behind with a knife when he was off guard.

Qianjianmu, who was not a combat god, was far inferior to Mo Yun in physical skills. He was caught off guard and knocked to the ground by Mo Yun. The sharp tip of the knife pierced his heart from behind and then went straight out of his chest.

He would not die, even if his heart was stabbed through or his limbs were cut off.

But his face showed an extremely sad look, as if he was about to die.

Mo Yun was in a hurry, covered in blood, while Qian Jianmu was wearing a snow-white military uniform, neat and tidy.

The blood color contaminated the snow and then slowly spread. Mo Yun wanted to say something, but in the end he just smiled, lowered his head calmly, and gently touched Qian Jianmu's forehead with his blood-stained lips.

"good luck."

Then he adjusted his body, aimed the tip of the knife that pierced Qian Jianmu's heart at his own heart, and smashed it down hard.

Fyodor squatted down and looked at the two people who were pierced by a knife. The white young man stained with blood raised his head, and his empty eyes passed through his body and looked at the distant sky.

After a long time, Fyodor lowered his head and listened carefully, and only then did he hear his inaudible murmur.

"……it hurts."

****

For a long time after that, Lilith was the only one who stayed with Qian Jianmu.

Qian Jianmu no longer tried to climb up, but his status did not decline at all because of his fatigue.

He began to stay in the training camp all year round and became increasingly taciturn and silent.

Lilith's body also began to show abnormalities, but more because the world began to collapse, her emotions were no longer restless, and she no longer pursued morbid love and pain. She showed the patience of a sister and pulled Qian Jianmu's almost collapsed emotions back to the world.

Two years later, Yule cut off the only pipeline that could transport resources to him, and Yule was declared dead.

A year later, Luo Lan died and Qian Jianmu was "pardoned".

Many years ago, Chidori Juan had lost his human body.

Now, all the chains tied to Qianjianmu were broken at this moment.

Lilith said, "Let's go. Your place is not here."

Lilith said: "We are different. Go and look around, walk around, and find your future."

Lilith said: "If that day ever comes... I want to see the world through your eyes."

Eyeballs were exchanged, tears of blood were shed, and the two separated, fleeing endlessly in opposite directions.

When leaving, Fyodor looked back and saw five beams of light rising into the sky from the central city, the dense aerial tracks, and the fire and smoke.

"Where are we going?"

There was no answer, but he was used to it, so he asked and answered himself:

"I don't know either."

***

Decades of wandering left no trace on Qian Jianmu.

He picked up the son of an enemy he had killed before anything happened.

The enemy's son felt that the government had harmed him and wanted to help him start a revolution.

He met an old scholar, and that was one of the few days when he could laugh.

He mentioned Fyodor.

"Black hair, purple eyes, could it be my father?" He asked as if it was just a casual remark.

The old writer said, “Nonsense.”

It wasn't funny, but the two of them burst into laughter together, becoming an absurd silhouette in this doomsday.

Qian Jianmu's soul was soothed by the sensitive old writer without leaving a trace, and he swallowed the misunderstandings and pains along with the alcohol.

However, fate never favors his choices, and not long after, the old writer is indirectly killed by the boy he saved.

Only he knew and remembered this obscure story. It took him several decades to finally free himself from this vicious circle of fate, and to write down his sins (good deeds) in a careless manner with words of blood and tears.

He collected the old writer's body and lay beside the old writer's grave. He curled up slightly, just like the drowsiness and fever he felt after being tired as a child, and slept soundly for several mornings and evenings.

When he woke up, he no longer approached the crowd.

Qian Jianmu was favored by time and space, and a dozen years or several decades made no difference to him.

But the world does not treat the people of this world kindly. After thousands of years of hiding from humans, they will eventually not be able to find a human being again.

It was as if he was the only one left in the world.

The god who bears the fortune and misfortune of the whole world.

From the hometown of Lilith and Caroline in the south, all the way east is Mo Yun’s hometown.

The Eastern Base pursues strict systems, and all employees advocate military education. Compared with the free and unrestrained southern life of Lilith and Caroline, Mo Yun is naturally relatively restrained.

Both Yule and Luo Lan are from the West. They are born with sharp tongues and their insults are very sophisticated and merciless.

Yajiu was born in the central base. Both his parents were high-ranking officials, and Chigenmaku was very familiar with them.

It means... when they were 'punished by God' by Yajiu, they were cooked thoroughly.

He walked in silence, through the abandoned city, through the burning mines, with the sun, the moon, the wind and the snow falling. In the loneliness that almost drove him crazy, he talked to himself and to the previous generation robot Bluebird that flew over.

He asked, “Who were you?”

The bluebird said, "Human, I am a free bird."

Qian Jianmu smiled softly:

"Really? It's really free."

The blue bird said: "You are also free. You are the freest human being in the world."

Qian Jianmu stopped laughing and said calmly:

"Really? It's so free."

Without the measure of time, time becomes both fast and slow.

Without food, Qian Jianmu had to hunt wild animals to fill his stomach. He was not starving to death, but he just didn't know what to do.

He seemed to have become the woman he used to be, just moving forward blindly, without knowing the purpose, like a moth to a flame.

If he had not left the snowfield, perhaps they would have done the same thing at this time.

Maybe.

After an exhausting battle, Sengenmaku, feeling that he was about to fall asleep, stuffed himself into a dark cave.

In the faint beam of light shining through the cracks in the cave, Qian Jianmu opened his empty eyes and looked at the distant and silent world.

Fyodor sat beside him and gently touched his hair. As if he felt something, the tired god finally closed his eyes and seized the right to sleep from this long struggle.

He wanted to say something, but the language was more unfamiliar than he had imagined. Fyodor forgot how long it had been since he last spoke. Maybe he had spoken, but because no one answered, it became meaningless soliloquy.

Language turns into fallen leaves, crushed on the path ahead, and no one notices.

The silence was broken by a white-haired girl who appeared in front of the two of them using a bracelet.

She said, “It’s time.”

Fyodor suddenly realized that he actually felt a sense of relief at having woken up from a long nightmare and taking a breath from years of suffocation.

He suddenly laughed and sighed:

"You can't hold on any longer?"

The time goes back to many years ago, to the day when Qiandiao Juan made up his mind.

They had discussed the future of Qianjianmu.

In a sudden trance, Yukiya's hypnosis and suggestion, through his mouth, conveyed crucial information to Chidori Jun across the gully of the world.

Zero——A thousand doors of fate.

Another key point is...

Fyodor pulled out the knife he carried with him and poured out from the deepest part of the scabbard the red and white pill that he had never understood but finally figured out.

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Chidori Juan does not have the ability to shrink people, and her power over time and space also has its limits. The adult-sized Chijianmu cannot be sent away from this world intact.

The golden thread reappeared on Fyodor's wrist. The moment he felt it gradually solidify under his hand, Fyodor, who was holding the key, couldn't help laughing until he was hoarse.

"Why? How many lives are you in?" he asked with a smile.

"No reason."

The girl floating in the air showed a gentle smile.

"He is the only one who can save me in my life that repeats itself over and over again."

A girl whose chip is 'omniscience' and whose power is 'time and space', will passively pass on her accumulated memories to her younger self even if she dies.

Countless awakenings, countless battles, countless destructions.

It is impossible to save it, but we try to save it again and again, only to fail again and again.

The only accident, the only thousand curtains.

The only friend she can save, her only salvation and future.

The gentle god whispered softly, and his soft hands pushed the boat across the underworld:

"Leave this world...go, go..."

"Go to your new world and start your new life."

"We...will meet in the future."

She leaned over and left her last words for the end of her fate:

"For a better tomorrow..."

"…with sincere wishes."

In an instant, time and space were stirred, and the wind blew through the empty cave, making a sharp howl.

In the center of Yokohama's Leibok Street, the feverish boy slowly opened his empty eyes.

At this moment, the infinite destiny of the Thousand Chambers finally completed the first and most important one...

——Closed loop (zero).

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