Chapter 233 Fairy Tale
It was a dead embryo.
Yu Sheng didn't know how to explain this judgment - because he didn't have any corresponding knowledge or experience to judge whether this strange-shaped "piece of meat" in front of him was dead or alive, and no one knew what kind of physiological characteristics the "angel's fetus" should have. If he had to say, the answer appeared in his mind the moment he saw this piece of meat.
He knew that this thing was dead, no breathing, no blood flow, no thoughts, no soul, and from the very beginning there was no possibility of it being "born and growing as a living being."
But this thing is growing little by little. It is difficult to see with the naked eye, but it is indeed growing. Yu Sheng even feels that he can hear the subtle "growth sound" inside its body, like the bursting of tiny bubbles. This dead angel fetus is getting bigger every minute and every second, preparing for birth.
Yu Sheng simultaneously observed the death state and growth process of this strange individual. He felt extremely conflicted and confused. He couldn't even understand whether the information that was pouring into his mind at this moment was the "truth" he recognized, or the "knowledge" that Ankaela was forcibly instilling into him. He was stunned for a long time, trying to deal with the conflicting information in his consciousness, until Ankaela's voice broke into his mind again -
"I can't see him clearly. This has been going on for a long time."
Yu Sheng raised his head and looked at the broken umbilical cord extending from the dead fetus and floating in the air.
He heard the voice in his mind continue to sound, calm and gentle, without any violence or malice: "The connection between us... is very weak. This is an ancient fault that occurred a long time ago during the days of wandering. I am not sure of its current state, but I have been trying my best to provide it with nutrition - my creator said that this is my most important task.
"You are there, you have your eyes, you can see him, right? "Can you tell me, is my child all right? Has he... grown up?"
Yu Sheng opened his mouth, took two steps forward, came to the lifeless "fetus", and then carefully closed his mouth.
He didn't know what impact his answer would have, but he knew that the gentle and friendly voice... was a dark angel.
So he remained silent cautiously, and tried to sense the other party through the connection between himself and Ankaela, hoping to take the initiative.
However, that calm, low voice suddenly broke the silence.
"…He's dead, isn't he?"
Yu Sheng felt his heart suddenly skip a beat. He subconsciously took a breath and stood there with his whole body tense.
After that, Ankaela remained silent for a long time.
No one knows what this ancient, strange, and beyond-reasonable mind is thinking.
After an unknown amount of time, Yu Sheng suddenly took action - he reached out his hand towards the dead angel fetus.
The dead angel fetus is also a "dead person".
But what can a "dead person" who has never lived and never thought, who died before being born, convey to him? There is no mind or soul in this empty body, so what can he reveal in the "conversation"? Yu Sheng didn't know, but he wanted to talk to this "child" - if it was really possible.
Darkness has fallen.
Unlike any previous conversations with the dead, Yu Sheng did not see any movement from the pile of strange-shaped pieces of flesh in front of him, nor did it open its eyes or mouth - all that came towards him was darkness and nothingness.
But in the center of this endless darkness and nothingness, there seemed to be something emitting a faint light.
Yu Sheng walked towards the faint light and saw clearly what it was.
His eyes changed slightly, but he was not too surprised - it was a book.
An old and torn fairy tale book, as if it had been read countless times by many children - "Squirrel Knight Reads Stories with You".
Yu Sheng raised his head and looked around. In this extreme emptiness and darkness, this fairy tale book was the only thing.
After a slight hesitation, Yu Sheng bent down, picked up the fairy tale book carefully and opened it.
It's filled with writing.
It is just as the squirrel said, this book is full of children's fantastic stories. The missing paragraphs due to poor printing quality and the blank pages are covered with all kinds of childish handwriting, pinyin, doodles, and even some abstract lines. Many of the so-called "stories" are actually only two or three sentences, which are impossible to read and understand. I am afraid that even the people who wrote them in the beginning would not be able to understand their own weird ideas when they look back.
Yu Sheng slowly turned the pages in his hand, and then felt something.
He raised his head, but found that there was still darkness all around him. In this empty space, besides himself, there was only the fairy tale book in his hand.
However, Yu Sheng frowned. That vague "feeling" was still lingering around him. He carefully identified this faint "sense of existence" and looked forward thoughtfully.
There is an "audience" here.
He couldn't see him, couldn't hear him, and he knew he hadn't even been born into this world. In theory, there should be nothing in this darkness - but there was an audience here.
The little listeners are ready, now it's time to read the story.
Yu Sheng held the fairy tale book in his hand. After a moment, he let out a light breath and sat down cross-legged in the dark.
He knew what to do.
Yu Sheng carefully turned the very worn book to the first page, and then cleared his throat.
"Once upon a time..."
…
The dark spire in the distance that kept spewing out demons collapsed with a loud bang - it fell for the third time tonight, and the demons that poured out of the spire were burned to ashes in the blink of an eye by the thunder summoned by the Titan.
Little Red Riding Hood was breathing heavily, holding the wreckage of the armored vehicle beside her with one hand, covering the wound on her arm with the other hand, and looking at the situation on the battlefield through the gap in her bangs.
The red dragon fell for the fourth time, falling straight towards the prince's anti-aircraft position, while at a farther position, the Knights Guard were fighting repeatedly with the Red Queen's soldiers for a commanding height.
There were also wolves shuttling through the smoke, running from one shadow to another, constantly assassinating witches who invaded the positions and trenches, or bringing intelligence from afar back to the command center that Dorothy hastily established.
The Black Forest has been completely burned to a scorched earth, and every inch of land has been burned at least twice.
The mermaid is still playing the BGM.
Perhaps the dream distorted everyone's perception of time. Little Red Riding Hood now almost suspected that the war had lasted for several months or even years.
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But at this moment, she suddenly discovered something: the collapsed dark spire did not regenerate like the previous times.
In the distant position, the destroyed witch did not emerge from the air again.
As time went on, everyone on the battlefield noticed these obvious changes.
The king was the first to run over. He swiftly jumped onto the destroyed armored vehicle of Dorothy's army, stood up and looked into the distance. After a long while, he looked down at Little Red Riding Hood uncertainly: "The enemy seems to be really starting to decrease - my knights are eliminating the last batch of soldiers."
Little Red Riding Hood blinked her eyes. She didn't know what happened, but after a moment, as if her long-lost memories suddenly returned to the current time point, she suddenly raised her head and looked at the huge crack that stood quietly in the center of the Black Forest and was now visible to everyone.
Above the Black Forest, the huge shadow cast by Ankaela was slowly shrinking back into the rift.
…
"...Later, they all lived a happy and blissful life."
Yu Sheng slowly finished telling the last story in his memory and gently closed the book.
There was no response from the darkness.
Is there really an audience here? Did “they” really exist? Do these stories really have an impact?
Yu Sheng was actually not sure at all, he just wanted to give it a try, and now he has tried it.
So he stood up again and stood quietly in the darkness, waiting for any changes to occur here.
He waited for a long time, until he almost lost his patience, when he vaguely heard an almost hallucinatory sound - a very faint laugh, like a baby's laugh, giggling.
Yu Sheng wasn't even sure if he really heard it, and there was no time for him to confirm it, because almost at the moment the laughter appeared, the darkness around him collapsed silently.
In just a blink of an eye, he found himself back in the "illusion" filled with mist and faded of all colors. The grotesque and lifeless "Angel's Fetus" was still lying quietly in front of his eyes, and his hand was still placed on the surface of the "Angel's Fetus".
The next second, he saw countless tiny lines appearing on the surface of the Angel's Fetus. The lines continued to spread and split, covering the entire surface in the blink of an eye and collapsing in an instant.
Without making any sound, it turned into fragments silently in front of Yu Sheng, and then quickly turned from fragments into gravel, into dust, and into something smaller than dust, until it dissipated into the air.
Yu Sheng opened his eyes wide. He didn't know what was going on and was at a loss for a moment. Then he heard a voice in his mind. Ankaela's calm voice sighed.
“…So, my mission is over.”
Yu Sheng frowned and was about to say something when he noticed that the pale mist suddenly became violently turbulent!
The colors returned and the fog dissipated like a dream in the blink of an eye. A large area of chaotic colors and lights appeared in front of Yu Sheng's eyes, and then he felt as if he was falling rapidly in a passage. He kept falling down like this, and even felt that he had been falling for several years. Then he was in a trance and felt that he had landed somewhere - this should have been a collision violent enough to be fatal, but he felt that he was being held up by something, and finally touched the ground lightly.
The dizziness and confusion in his mind made him unable to open his eyes for a while. It was not until a long time later that he heard a tinnitus-like noise in his ears and someone calling his name. Then, a furry touch appeared on his face, and it felt slightly wet.
Yu Sheng opened his eyes and saw a large reddish-brown tail appear in his field of vision.
(End of this chapter)
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