65 Tokyo Dream 06
◎We will turn into wind and rain and follow you till death◎
The situation was somewhat stalemate. On one side, 99 players were dying collectively with Xiao Zhao, Helan Dao, and Augustus, and the murderer had not been found. On the other side, Zhu Heng and Liu Qiao'er were marked with black foreheads, announcing their death the next day.
Zhu Heng stood there, and suddenly several unclear images flashed through his mind - he was standing by the well, falling down.
Looking around, he was currently at the outermost layer of 99 players, quite far away from the well.
The scene he just saw...could it be the future a few minutes later?
Zhu Heng walked towards the well. All 99 players fell silent, watching him walk through the crowd and come to the well.
He looked down at the bottom of the well, and a white butterfly suddenly flew by. He felt a strong force behind him and was pushed forward into the well.
When he was pushed down, Zhu Heng was not panicked. He held the bead in his pocket tightly, and it was getting hot.
The space in the well was extremely narrow. Zhu Heng fell headfirst, with the sides of his body rubbing against the well wall, almost producing sparks. A few seconds later, he plunged into the water at the bottom of the well, and his whole body turned upside down in the water.
A huge underwater world unfolded before his eyes.
Zhu Heng could still breathe. Through the water, the round wellhead above his head gradually enlarged, and all the solid well walls blocking the top became transparent. The world in his eyes changed.
The surroundings of the 99 players and spectators changed from the restaurant's backyard to a river. They stood on the shore, looking down at the river where Zhu Heng was, with expressionless faces.
Under their gaze, Zhu Heng's body slowly floated to the surface of the water. At this time, a man standing in the front suddenly reached out and pressed Zhu Heng back into the water.
The river water choked Zhu Heng's nose and he struggled in the water.
He saw "his" two arms swinging helplessly in the water, like two white, round and plump little lotus roots. It was obvious that these were not the hands of an adult man.
Zhu Heng reacted and realized that he had possessed someone else again.
After struggling for several times without success, the player above him saw that Zhu Heng was gradually losing strength, so he let go of his hand and let Zhu Heng lie sideways in the water.
"This is the fate of those who give their souls to the devil," said the gamer man.
"Look! She's really floating! She's floating!" someone else pointed at "Zhu Heng" and shouted.
"She sold her soul to the devil. She is lighter than others. The fact that she floats in the water is proof!" someone swore.
"Burn her! Burn her!"
"But...but she is only three years old."
"What's wrong with being three years old? Selling her soul at the age of three is extremely evil! Burn her to death!"
"Burn her!"
"Burn her!"
Amidst the constant criticism, Zhu Heng felt his eyelids growing heavier, his entire body shivering with cold, and his life energy draining away from his body. He slowly closed his eyes and felt like a feather, gently floating into the air.
He didn't know how long he floated before he suddenly fell. He opened his eyes and saw another player standing in front of him, and he - Zhu Heng's eyes glanced at his bulging belly - he became a pregnant woman.
Looking over the man's shoulder, Zhu Heng saw a small corpse floating in the river behind him. It had been swollen and whitened by the water, like a big round pancake baked on the water.
The player in front of her was obviously "her" husband. He was holding "Zhu Heng's" hand, his face was pale, and there was a neurotic madness in his eyes.
"Your wife is also a servant of the devil! Kill her quickly!" A player behind him shouted angrily, his expression ferocious and distorted.
"Feel the heartbeat on her right chest. She is a traitor to humanity! It's them. They stole our things. Without them, we would have more food and resources, more job opportunities, and endless money! Don't hesitate, kill her now!"
Zhu Heng looked coldly at the "husband" in front of him. The man's eyes were bloodshot. He slowly raised his head and looked at his wife.
The voice of judgment behind him finally made him impatient. The man seemed to have made up his mind. He raised the dagger in his hand, crossed it across his "wife's" white neck, and cut her throat.
Blood spurted out, flowing onto the pregnant belly and all over the man.
Zhu Heng's eyes went dark, he floated away again, and then possessed an old woman.
The old woman was tied to the gallows, with a raging fire burning beneath her. Zhu Heng could even smell the smell of burnt flesh coming from his body. He followed the old woman's gaze and stared at the blue sky above his head, where free birds were flying quickly.
A feeling of sincere envy filled Zhu Heng's heart, and he didn't know whether it was the old woman's mood or his own emotion.
He slowly lowered his head, and then flew away again. This time, he came to a familiar person.
It was the little girl who possessed him in the last dream. At this moment, he was being held tightly in the arms of the little girl's mother.
"Aqiao, don't be afraid." He heard his mother say.
Half of the woman's scalp had been peeled off, her head was covered in blood and flesh, with red and white substances mixed together. There was still flame behind her, and the flame mouth was spitting out a snake tongue, devouring the woman's body bit by bit.
Her face gradually distorted in Zhu Heng's eyes, the whole world seemed to be melting and collapsing, they fell to the ground together, the woman held Zhu Heng tightly in her arms, even though there was no life left in her.
Zhu Heng heard the cries of countless wronged souls, they were rampaging in the air, they were looking for their kind who were still alive, they found the little girl who was protected by her mother, they found Zhu Heng.
The wronged souls screamed and laughed. They rushed towards Zhu Heng and poured all their sorrow, joy, happiness and anger into his body.
There is love and hate, but more of it is hatred.
Hatred grew in Zhu Heng's heart, and with it came a great sorrow, as if all the painful emotions in the entire universe were being eliminated by him alone.
The soul flew up again, flying higher and higher, towards the universe.
He looked at the 99 evildoers on the river bank below with an expressionless face.
"I will kill you." A sentence popped up in his mind.
After waking up in a Level 3 Civilization laboratory, the little girl named Aqiao was rescued by a scientist named Xu. Through Aqiao's eyes, Zhu Heng explored this completely new world.
However, here, he has to sleep 14 hours a day, and when he is awake, half of his time is forced to connect to various data cables for Dr. Xu's research.
Even the little white butterfly couldn't stand such a boring day, so it secretly left him and flew around, but was eventually discovered by a little boy of East Asian appearance.
The boy looked up at the place where it was in the air and called out to his friend: "Augustus, look what that is."
"Butterflies?" Augustus said. "What's so nice about them?"
Helandao gently held the little white butterfly in his palm. He glanced at Augustus and said, "Look carefully. This is a real butterfly from the ancient times of mankind. It became extinct during the second stage of human civilization."
"Oh, that's Dr. Xu's experiment in resurrection research."
"Maybe." Helan Dao said. He touched the butterfly's antennae and head with his fingertips and was suddenly stunned.
Zhu Heng, who was lying on the bed in the laboratory, suddenly shuddered. A warm current flowed from his head through his limbs, as if someone was gently comforting him.
"Emotional fluctuations have been detected in the subject of observation." Dr. Xu's assistant stared at the data screen and reported to Dr. Xu in real time.
Upon hearing this, Dr. Xu put down her work and immediately came to her assistant. After carefully observing the changes in the data, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, she just feels very comfortable."
"Comfortable?" the assistant repeated Dr. Xu's words, "But her current environment is no different from before. I didn't make any changes..."
Dr. Xu tapped his assistant's forehead with his finger. "This is the emotion of the human brain. There's no pattern to it. Unlike you, you have a machine brain."
The assistant hugged his metal head, feeling a little aggrieved. How could he understand these things?
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Helandao sensed a strange energy fluctuation. He lowered his head and leaned closer to Little White Butterfly: "You seem to be feeling well?"
Augustus became excited when he heard this.
"How do you know it's comfortable?"
"It told me itself," Helan Dao said, "It just connected its five senses with mine."
"Did butterflies in ancient times have this ability? I don't believe it."
Helanda didn't say anything. He looked at the little white butterfly in his hand, and an inexplicable sense of intimacy arose in his heart. He felt happy as soon as he saw it.
So for a period of time afterwards, Helan Dao would come here every day, waiting for the little white butterfly to meet him.
Augustus had to accompany her every day. He impatiently offered his suggestion: "You two are so attracted to each other, why don't you tell Dr. Xu that you can take the baby home to raise him."
"No." He Landao shook his head, "It has an owner. I can sense it."
"Master?" Augustus was surprised. "This is such a huge experimental base, full of Dr. Xu's research results. All the creatures are free-range and wild. How come someone comes and claims to be their master? Even if there is an owner, who else could it be besides Dr. Xu?"
"I don't know." He Landao said, "I just feel that this butterfly is different. Compared to the others, it seems to understand what I say."
The little white butterfly seemed to be able to understand human language. Ever since Augustus had evil intentions and instigated Helan Dao to secretly raise butterflies, the little white butterfly never came to see Helan Dao again. It was as if she had evaporated from the face of the earth, disappearing without a trace.
Not long after, Helandao developed a mechanical butterfly that looked exactly like the little white butterfly. He let it share his nerves and five senses with him, but something went wrong and the mechanical butterfly could not move at all, always lacking a breath.
Augustus came running in from outside: "Report! Dr. Xu brought back a little girl from the second-level civilization era. I heard that she can predict the future. I was wondering why I didn't see Dr. Xu for a while. It turns out he was working on something big! Hey, what is this? Did you make a substitute for your butterfly?" Augustus said with ill intention.
He Landao glanced at him calmly: "Why, do you want to watch the fun?"
"This is a living ancient human who can predict the future. It's so rare to meet such a person." Augustus' attention was drawn back by Helando, who tried his best to persuade him.
Helandao put away the butterfly: "Okay, let's go."
While Dr. Xu was away, they sneaked into the laboratory. As soon as they entered, the mechanical butterfly in Helan Dao's pocket suddenly moved.
Augustus pressed his face against the glass, curiously watching the sleeping little girl in the lab. Helando paused, pulling out his butterfly. Suddenly, the long-missing little white butterfly appeared in his field of vision, flapping its wings and landing opposite the mechanical butterfly.
Helandao saw a firefly-like white light in the air, flying from the little white butterfly to the mechanical butterfly. The mechanical butterfly in his hand seemed to be transferred with life and instantly came to life.
The little white butterfly flapped its wings twice and disappeared in front of Helan Dao.
"She's awake!" Augustus' shout brought Helandao back to his senses. He raised his eyes and met the gaze of the little girl who was half lying on the hospital bed in the laboratory.
It might be an illusion. Helandao found that the moment she opened her eyes, her pupils were as black as the abyss, and the look in her eyes was extremely inconsistent with her age. But it was only for a moment, and she soon returned to her well-behaved appearance.
Zhu Heng didn't know how long he had been possessed by Aqiao. He spent his days sleeping and eating, eating and sleeping, and was extremely bored.
It was not until the entire galaxy was about to conduct its first live broadcast of Aqiao to study her predictive ability that Zhu Heng heard the voices of those innocent souls in his mind again.
"Our God, if you can hear our grievances, please avenge us."
Who is your God.
Zhu Heng neither said it was good nor bad.
But on the day of the live broadcast, some images suddenly flashed through his mind.
He saw the back of a man, and wherever he went, the entire universe fell into chaos.
And on the man's shoulder, a white butterfly slowly rested.
So when the eyes of the entire galaxy were focused on Aqiao, Zhu Heng, through her mouth, said something inexplicably: "When the true master of Zhuang Zhou Butterfly comes into the world, civilization will be destroyed."
One stone can cause a thousand ripples.
The entire galaxy was boiling with excitement over these words.
Zhu Heng heard the wronged souls laughing loudly, and then burst into tears.
They said, "Our God, our grievances will never fade away; we will never forget your kindness. We will turn into wind and rain and follow you until death. We will turn into the smallest matter in the universe to guard you and wait for you until you return."
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