Chapter 143 Comic Extra: The Imperial Prophet is Not Sleeping
The apparent reason was to celebrate the completion of the animation, but the actual reason was that the cartoonist's cousin once again brought the white-haired, pink-eyed rabbit to visit the cartoonist. That day, the cartoonist closed the door to welcome the visitor and finished a side story overnight.
The title of the extra story is: "The Imperial Prophet Is Not Sleeping".
"Let me tell you, this name is obviously about creating a new person. There are glass shards between the lines of the cursor title!" The battle-hardened Jiang Lan said to his best friend Luo Han before reading the extra chapter.
The two of them were connected online, and Luo Han was also flipping through comics. Hearing this, he asked, "Are you still reading?"
"Look!" Jiang Lan said without hesitation, "This is a living male god! I want to see it even if I have to eat a big knife!"
Luo Han suddenly sighed: "Yes, it's not an illusion, the living Heiger who I haven't seen since the comic was finished."
There was a silence after he finished speaking. They both sighed at the same time. They hadn't even started reading the comics yet, but they were already heartbroken.
The two chopping boards were automatically prepared for being chopped, and tissues were ready. After that, Jiang Lan opened the first page of the comic extra.
The first page is a single picture of Haig.
The black-haired young man in the picture tilted his face to the side, with his elbow resting on the window sill of the winged carriage, his hand gently supporting his chin, and his eyes seemed to be looking out the window, but he couldn't find the focus.
This page is in color. The sun is shining brightly outside the window, and it seems that even the walls of the buildings along the way are painted golden, making them magnificent.
The light shines in from the window, but the person leaning against the window has his back to the light, as if he has sunk into shadow.
At that moment, the dividing line between light and darkness was so obvious, and the sense of discomfort and separation was so strong.
The young man seemed to be smiling as usual, but there seemed to be a hint of loneliness in his expression.
Because this is not a way home, but a road to death where you have to take a gamble.
"My idol is so handsome." Jiang Lan sniffed, "But why do I want to cry so much?"
Jane got to the point where she could burst into tears just thinking about the ending of the comic.
Jiang Lan covered his nose and rubbed his eyes. After a while, he continued to scroll down.
"Is the floating castle beautiful?" The scene changed, and the pink-haired princess sitting opposite him asked seriously with her hands on her legs and her back straight.
She is the most noble flower in the city, wearing jewelry that matches the mood. The sun illuminates her face and makes the jewelry around her neck sparkle.
But the light and darkness formed a dividing line, and the young man in the shadows turned his head slightly and answered nonchalantly: "Beautiful."
Then in the next frame, he turns his head, as if smiling at someone outside the frame.
“Hollowly beautiful.”
Jiang Lan had never seen this man with such an expression in the main story of the comics. He looked tired, listless, and a little sick, as if—
It will disappear little by little in the shadow in the next second.
"All the people he wants to protect are not around, so he has such an expression?" Luo Han's voice came from the other end of the phone, sighing softly, "Princess Wuyu is an enemy, but there is no need to pretend to be invincible in front of her."
"Master, stop reading. I'm really going to cry." Jiang Lan took out a tissue and wiped his eyes, then said, "This plot should be when Shuang Buyan was just killed. It was the little Corgi's birthday, and then the little Corgi told Heige not to hurt the people around him. If you want to kill someone, just kill him..."
"That's so fucking heartbreaking." Jiang Lan wiped his nose fiercely with a tissue, as if he was pinching that stupid little Corgi, "He deserves to have no brother!"
"Don't make me recall the dark ending!" Luo Han wailed, "The most cruel thing is not knowing it from the beginning to the end, but knowing it at the last moment! The most cruel thing is that nothing can be reversed and nothing can be stopped!"
Jiang Lan sniffed and continued to flip through the pages. At this point, the cover page appeared, and the comics also changed from color back to black and white.
In the black and white picture, in a hall that seemed to symbolize power and status, sitting on both sides of the long table were the nobles and high-ranking supernatural beings that Jiang Lan had seen in the final chapter of the comic.
They are the best, standing at the top of the world, without having to bow to anyone, arrogant and powerful.
But in this picture, they are either impatient, cautious, or expressless. And they are looking at the same place at the same time.
An empty seat beside the royal emperor, symbolizing supreme power.
"The prophet won't come this time either?" Someone asked with a tense mouth, suppressing his emotions.
In another seat, Princess Wuyu turned her head to look at the empty seat. A trace of surprise appeared on her pretty face in the picture, but in the next frame, she said solemnly as usual: "Let's start first."
The arrogant noble snorted coldly: "The royal family went to great lengths to keep the illusionist in the floating city, but that commoner might still be thinking about those traitors - he is just a commoner, a useless piece of shit, and will never learn what dignity is."
Princess Wuyu clenched her fists on her knees. She seemed to want to say something, perhaps a rebuttal or perhaps just a disagreement.
"He is the prophet chosen by the royal family. Please be careful with your words," she said finally.
Outside the comic, Jiang Lan put down his phone and covered his heart.
She couldn't hold back her excitement, and said with a trembling voice: "In the last chapter, the common people and people who were not high-ranking officials of Tide mentioned that the illusionist Heg was a traitor and an unforgivable lunatic who abandoned everyone for glory and wealth. But in the eyes of the imperial nobles, he was just a commoner from beginning to end, a despised mud-legged man?"
"I know about knives, but I didn't expect them to be this sharp!" Jiang Lan felt that he was too careless.
On the other end of the phone, Luo Han had already started crying.
"Woo woo woo my Haig boss, the best Haig boss, they don't cherish him..."
Continuing to flip down, Princess Wuyu walked in the corridor of the palace and went up the stairs to the terrace.
In front of her, the person who was supposed to be sitting in the empty seat was moving a recliner by himself, enjoying the breeze and basking in the sun under the sky that was no longer clear.
Sunglasses covered the illusionist's eyes, making Wu Yu unable to see the man's expression.
"Prophet." Princess Misty Rain called out first, and then said, "You didn't attend the meeting."
The black-haired young man in the picture did not move, as if he did not hear what Princess Wuyu said.
Outside the screen, Jiang Lan hiccuped and said stubbornly: "It's over. When I saw my idol in this state, I thought of Yu Xiao and the prophet, as well as the night when he was alone, and the glass of milk that he couldn't drink."
"Think positively." Luo Han's voice was muffled, as if he was covering his mouth and nose when speaking. "Maybe he's just not feeling well. Find a place to lie down and rest for a while."
The forum has gone through several rounds of discussions on the Illusionist's physical condition, and the conclusion that readers agree with most is that the Illusionist's physical condition had already begun to decline at the beginning of the Dawn chapter. The reason is that before the Dawn chapter, Heige would come to challenge him, but at the beginning of the Dawn chapter, he would only attack when Tide was defeated.
"Shut up! You'd better not say anything!" Jiang Lan felt as if another knife had flown over and stabbed her in the face. "Don't mention life expectancy or side effects of the experiment! I'd rather he just wanted to bask in the sun!"
"Is there sunshine here?" Luo Han said softly.
"Wuwuwuwu! Shut up!" Jiang Lan burst into tears.
She wiped her tears and turned the pages. In the comic, Princess Misty Rain, who received no response, asked again, "Prophet?"
Princess Wuyu took a step forward, and as she got closer, the appearance of the young man in the picture became clearer and clearer.
Wearing a black trench coat, the illusionist sat on the recliner with his eyes closed under his sunglasses, as if in a light sleep.
But after Princess Wuyu approached, the slightly closed eyes opened again and looked to the side vigilantly.
Then he returned to his usual casual look, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Even though it was just a picture, I could still hear that frivolous voice: "What's the matter?"
This person seemed not to have heard what Princess Wuyu had just said.
"It's over, it's a hammer. How can a high-level psychic not be able to detect the approach of a non-psychic?" Luo Han muttered on the other end of the phone, "It turns out that his body functions have declined..."
"There was no one around him at that time, why was he so ruthless!" Jiang Lan cried, "Did the cartoonist want to drive a dump truck to hit me to death? He won! He won!"
In the comic, Princess Misty Rain was stunned at first, then she repeated what she had just said without getting tired of it: "You didn't attend the meeting."
"A group of people sitting together, talking about useless things?" The black-haired young man sneered and said, "Boring."
Princess Wu Yu showed a hint of disapproval on her face, but before she could say anything in rebuttal, the black-haired young man seemed to have thought of something, and turned his head on the recliner to look at Princess Wu Yu next to him: "If you really have nothing to do, pour me a glass of boiled water, I'm thirsty."
In the picture, the princess, whose patterned gloves were even dotted with diamonds on the edges, lowered her eyes, as if she was thinking or hesitating, but she did not show any anger at this unreasonable request.
After a pause, she raised her head and said seriously, as if she was reading a statement of state affairs, "Okay."
This time it was the black-haired young man who was stunned. The illusionist kept looking at the princess, and then laughed in the next screen.
It was like seeing someone interesting, or something new. But Jiang Lan, who was outside the picture, felt that this smile seemed to carry some sadness and regret.
I'm assuming, she said to herself.
The knife made me numb, so it was an illusion.
But he couldn't help but shed tears. Jiang Lan thought of the truth of the comic world, how the royal princess Wu Yu exploited people in the name of "protection", and how Chao Xi and others destroyed people in the name of "resistance".
Everything seemed to be upside down and out of place, forming this terrible dark world.
The black-haired young man in the picture stopped smiling, waved his hand, and continued to lie back down.
"Then hurry up, I want it hot."
As lazy and bored as before.
Princess Wuyu still didn't care about this offense to the royal princess, but was really ready to leave and pour a glass of boiled water, which was easily available to high-level psychics.
But before leaving the terrace, she turned her head and looked at the young man wearing sunglasses on the lounge chair.
On this empty terrace, a person dozed off alone. His eyes seemed to close behind his sunglasses, and he fell into a light sleep in the slightly cold wind.
It's quiet and lonely, but it seems like you can see the sky as soon as you open your eyes.
But all you see is this turbid, gloomy, dark cloud without any beauty, only oppressive dark clouds.
Princess Misty's thoughts emerged from the white bubbles; she was confused and thinking.
She thought to herself: What does the prophet want to see here?
On this terrace that is not suitable for a nap, what are you looking at through those black sunglasses and the darkness in front of you?
She didn't know, but she knew that what that person saw was definitely not this palace or the depressing sky outside the palace.
The scene changed and the former princess was standing in the square.
This is the square of the New Town, the new world that the tide rebuilt after the overthrow of the royal family.
Wu Yu had just finished her work and it was already early morning when she arrived here. The black night sky enveloped the city, and there seemed to be a light in the sky.
Wu Yu took a few steps forward and suddenly stopped.
She seemed to be thinking of distant memories and the confusion she felt at that time. At this moment, she raised her head in the darkness and stared at the sky in a daze.
The picture turned into color again at this moment.
In this colorful page, the sun is rising, rising in this clear sky. The light of dawn illuminates the streets, drives away the shadows, and also illuminates the outstretched palms of the mist and rain.
The pure white clouds seemed to have dispelled all the haze, the darkness faded away, and the halo of sunlight glowed with brilliant colors.
A new day has arrived.
Jiang Lan stared at the color page in a daze. Even though he was in the bedroom, in the darkness of the real world, he seemed to be able to feel the breeze blowing against his face in the picture, and the warm sunshine that seemed to shine into his heart.
Jiang Lan stared at the color page blankly, like a stone sculpture, and did not move for a long time.
I don't know how long it was, but she finally moved.
She howled at the top of her lungs: "I'm dead. I'm really hurt. Those who wanted to see the dawn didn't see it. In the end, I turned into the morning sun so that everyone could see the sunrise. What kind of sword of the century is this!!!"
"My idol, my idol!" Jiang Lan thought about the ending of the comic and felt even more upset.
"No, I need to write an article, I need to create something, I can't be hurt like this alone!" She opened the document viciously, her eyes seemed to be burning with flames, "Take the knife, all of you!!!"
...
[Hello everyone, I am from the animation party, and I am creating a post to record the process of reading the black comics. 】
1L Owner
I'd like to preface this by saying that I hate the villain Heige in the Jiaohuang chapter.
I heard that comics died in the end, so I immediately came to read comics for fun!
2L
Oh, new guy?
I was already excited when I saw the main building.
3L
Hahahahahaha come and see the joke!
4L
OP, how about we swear that if we become fans of Heige Boss, we will swallow the keyboard on live broadcast or something?
5L
The upstairs is poisonous!
6L Owner
What the hell, I swear, I will never be a fan of a disgusting villain!
Unless he dies :)
7L
Wow, I like this tone!
Newbies, hurry up! Jihei welcomes you!
8L Owner
Just wait! I can finish it in two days!
...
182L
One day has passed, what do you think of it?
183L
Daily check-in hahahahaha (look, there are newbies here)!
...
340L
It's been two days. Where is the owner? Did he run away?
341L
Never mind the host!
Good news everyone! The cartoonist has a new spin-off!
342L
Oh my god, he rushed forward immediately!
343L
This title emmm...
An ominous feeling.
344L
No matter what, I'll go for it! Wherever there is black grid, there is my cutting board spirit!
The knife is the knife! Go for the man!
...
492L
Don't look, you will be hurt to death! Wuuuuuuu who is howling in the night? It's me!
The cartoonist is crazy! Two extras! One is about Yiming dreaming that everything is in vain, and the other is about Heige from the perspective of mist and rain. Each one is more ruthless than the other!
493L
The dogs were all killed.
I knew the Dawn arc would be very cruel, but I didn't expect it to be this cruel.
Looking at the ending again, it's even more amazing. Boss Heger's plan succeeded. No one cared whether the world was destroyed, and no one knew that someone saved the situation and risked his life to reshape the world wall.
How great! Just as he wished, he died as a big villain, and the others could still eat and drink well and be happy, and by the way, they could also belittle the former imperial prophet for being a real villain.
What’s even worse is that even if fan fiction tries to redeem itself, there are very few successful ones. Not only does the original work get criticized, but the fan fiction also gets criticized. This life is unbearable!
494L
I already taste like a dog meat hotpot that tastes like a chopping board, hahahahahahaha.
Is the original poster still here? It would be so great if the original poster could finish the comic and read the sequel at the same time.
495L
Now only new people can save my broken heart, sigh.
...
776L
It's been five days. Has the OP run away?
777L Owner
Don't rush me, I'm back.
It took me two days to buy a keyboard.
778L
OP, are you a human or a dog now?
779L
The question above is a good one.
780L Owner
I ate the keyboard, what do you think?
Cartoonist, you are kidding me!
[The black grid leaning against the window on the first page of the extra chapter.jpg]
Look at this peerless beauty! Look at this temperament! Look at this look! How can I hate him! My male god, you are my male god!
781L Owner
Ahhhh, before I got into it, no one told me that Jikoku was a be manga! No one told me that I would be unable to sleep after reading it!
These past two days, whenever I lay down, I wondered if this ending could be changed? Could it really not be changed?
I thought about it from six years ago to six years later, and after watching the "Yanmu" chapter, I started thinking about eleven years ago. I really tried hard to think of a happy ending!
Do you see my dark circles? I can’t think of a way!
782L
Thank you to the OP for bringing my heart, which was broken by the extra chapter, back to life.
Cry louder, louder, hahahaha!
783L
"I heard that comics are dead, so I came to try some fun!"
"I will never be a fan of Heiger unless he dies!"
The classic quotes of the original poster are broadcast again~
784L Owner
Ahhhhhhhhhh please spare me!
Just laugh if you want to, don't repeat what I said, help!
Wuwuwu Haig is dead, and my heart is dead too.
What are you so happy about? Why are you so talkative, you crow mouth!
...
In the comic world, Li Li, who is not paying attention to the forums and the crazy cartoonists, is playing her own version of Monopoly with the three protagonists.
What is the conflict between the forum crying and her Li Li happy game?
No!
Three people sat cross-legged on a blanket, each with a banknote and a title deed in front of them.
Li Li looked at the money in her hand and then at the person opposite her. She felt that she should be more serious, so she decided to tell some stories to disturb her opponents' thinking.
Because she had told ghost stories before and ended up hurting the enemy but herself, she started telling fairy tales.
Then somehow the topic got dragged from the princess and the prince to the floating castle.
"The situation in the floating city is completely different from what Bai Ge said." An Huyu lived in the floating city for a long time, so he has a say.
"The floating city is very prosperous." He said as he took out a banknote to buy the deed. He paused and continued, "But that was my view when I was a child. Now I feel that the lives of ordinary people are very difficult. Whether in the upper city or the lower city, the prices are very high. In order to survive, most ordinary people in the lower city will choose the most profitable jobs, which is to contribute supernatural powers. But supernatural powers are the power of the soul. Using and being extracted are two different things."
He collected a toll, then lowered his voice a little: "There are civilian superpowers who continue to draw superpowers during the soul recovery period, and eventually die in dark and narrow rental houses in the downtown area."
Upon hearing this, Yiming and Tang both showed expressions of pity.
Tang looked at Li Li and suddenly asked, "Brother Li, did you have a good time in the floating city?"
It was Tang's turn to act. She touched the chance card and drew a card that said 'Ask a question to anyone present, and they must answer honestly'.
Lili Monopoly is all about the heartbeat.
"Just this question?" Li Li thought it was extremely simple.
"That's it." Tang nodded, and looked at her closely together with Yiming An Huyu.
Li Li answered the question directly: "Very good."
She recalled the situation at that time. The master was overbearing and ordered the royal family and Libra around at will. If you wanted something, just say it, you didn't have to do anything, and the royal princess would serve you tea and water.
Li Li felt that she had been elevated during that period.
Of course, some people talked about her behind her back at first, but after she came to visit them, they all avoided her.
The only SS-ranked person who can attack at will in the floating city, only a fool would mess with him.
Sometimes she would place an illusion on the royal terrace, lying on a recliner, and no one who knew what she was doing would bother her. Then she would go out to have fun, occasionally following a floating but eye-catching god as an atmosphere group.
Although that god is full of weird ideas, he is usually as helpful as a caring secretary.
As Li Li recalled the past, she felt that she had lived a very good life, and what she said was the truth!
But Yiming moved his lips, revealing a pitiful expression, and said, "Brother, I am an adult now and can accept the reality. Can you please stop hiding it from me?"
His expression seemed to be saying: No, I don’t believe it. You must endure humiliation and suffer criticism from the outside world but endure it in loneliness until the end!
Li Li blinked and looked at Tang and An Huyu again, and found that Tang also showed an expression of approval, not to mention An Huyu, whose eyes were full of tears as if they could fall at any time.
In their minds, the royal family is a dangerous place with many dangers, and she must have been wronged being there alone.
Finally, she smiled politely: "Yes, I am not doing well. In such a big royal family, I don't even have good milk tea."
Well, as long as they are happy.
In just a short while, it was An Huyu's turn again. He didn't pay much attention and casually rolled the dice, still saying, "Bai Ge, there will be milk tea when big brother comes back..."
"You lost." Li Li took out the land deeds that she had just upgraded and let the three people clearly see the tolls on the deeds.
Tang, who worked part-time as a banker, was stunned for a moment, then looked at An Huyu's banknotes, and then said, "Because he couldn't pay the sky-high toll, An Huyu went bankrupt."
An Huyu: "..." He said with difficulty, "What happened?"
After a while, Yiming and Tang also went bankrupt one after another. The final winner, Li Li, shook the fake bills used for the game and smiled happily: "I won."
Monopoly ended. Li Li checked the time and prepared to leave the door and go back to the real world for her afternoon class.
"Let's play again next time." She said to the three grim little ghosts who came to see her off.
The speed of time in the comic book world and the real world is the same. It is afternoon now. The sun is still in the sky. Li Li opens the door and sees a square outside.
She left the shadow of the eaves and walked into the square, letting the dazzling sunlight shine on her body and illuminate all the roads around her. White pigeons were flying around her, and children were playing among the birds, showing their innocent and happy smiles.
"The weather is nice today." Tang looked up at the sky and said.
It was a nice, sunny day.
Li Li nodded in agreement, but there was no sound from behind her.
She was confused for a moment, then turned around in the sunlight and saw the three boys and girls who had just lost their temper because of losing the game were looking at her, and then they showed happy expressions, as if to say -
It's great to have you around.
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