Chapter 188 Finale (Part 2)
It's the rainy season again. The streets are covered with dead leaves. The dark clouds in the sky are shrouding the overhead. The drizzle is endless, inexplicably making people feel a little cool.
Mrs. Wang was selling vegetables on the roadside. She saw that the weather was bad and was about to pack up her stall when she suddenly saw a young man walking out of the alley next to her. She slowed down her movements and said, "Hey, Xiaolu, come buy some vegetables. Why are you here so late today? Fortunately, I saved some for you in advance."
"Thank you, Aunt Wang. I was accidentally delayed today by something."
Lu Yan was wearing light-colored casual clothes and had messy hair, and it was obvious that he had just woken up. He paid the bill in a split second, gave a little extra to express his gratitude, then said goodbye to Mrs. Wang and went upstairs in his slippers.
The Sky City has collapsed.
The city that symbolized prosperity and stability suddenly began to sink a little on the night the wanderer disappeared, as if the clouds could not bear the weight of so many people and were exhausted from supporting it, and finally fell to the ground with a loud bang.
The Devil City was also badly damaged, and now the whole world is in a state of ruin. Although the small house where Lu Yan currently lives looks a bit old, it is a rare fairly neat house, with two floors and a small garden. If it weren't for his special achievements and special approval from the General Hospital, ordinary people would not be able to live in it.
When Lu Yan entered the house, he saw Lu Xiaozhao wearing an apron, cleaning the house like a little bee, humming a song, and looking very happy.
Lu Yan didn't know what he was happy about. Anyway, he was smiling foolishly 24 hours a day. He threw the food in his hand on the table and said, "Go cook. I bought the food."
Lu Xiaozhao responded, then suddenly remembered something and said, "Brother, I read the news today. It said that a woman successfully resurrected her husband with a soul stone. I don't know if it's true. If it's true, then Xing Yuan and No. 2 will also be together soon..."
He was muttering to himself, completely unaware of Lu Yan's distraction.
The Wanderers have completely disappeared from the world. They will no longer reproduce or appear again. However, a small number of them left behind a pitch-black stone before they died. The Monitoring Institute did not understand the reason at first, but after screening the data, it was discovered that the Wanderers who left behind soul stones had a great relationship with humans during their lifetime.
Some of them are like Xing Yuan, who mingled among humans and found a human partner; some are like Xiao Rou, who has been quietly helping humans; and some are like No. 2, who repented before dying and finally did a good deed...
There are so many kinds of them, too numerous to count, that there are far more wanderers among humans than they imagined.
Those soul stones were picked up by the humans related to them and taken home, like collecting memorials of the dead, but unexpectedly, as time passed, a woman accidentally saw the soul stone resurrected as her husband, completely transformed into a human physique, which caused a sensation.
This news made Lu Yan happy and sad.
The good news is that soul stones can actually be resurrected, but the bad news is that the one that belongs to Xing Yuan is still not moving.
After dinner, Lu Yan went straight back to his room. He lay on the bed with his eyes closed. He felt as if a long time had passed since the last catastrophe, but it also felt like only a short moment. His fingertips groped in the darkness and pulled out a black stone from under the pillow. The stone was covered with unknown crystal fragments, sparkling even at night.
This is the stone that belongs to Xing Yuan.
Lu Yan wiped the non-existent dust with his sleeves, and whispered to himself: "Aren't you usually very competitive? You want to be the best in everything. Now that so many soul stones have been resurrected, why haven't you made any move yet?"
“…”
The air was quiet and no one paid any attention to him.
Lu Yan sighed, thinking that he was really stupid. He held the stone, turned over and prepared to go to sleep, but he didn't know that on the other side of the wall, Lu Xiaozhao was also muttering to a stone.
"You are such a loser. I have raised you for so long, why haven't you grown into a human being yet? If it weren't for the fact that you saved me, I wouldn't care about you..."
Lu Xiaozhao squatted on the balcony and used a small shovel to dig in the flowerpot in front of him. Surprisingly, there was a shiny black stone buried in the soil. He loosened the soil as usual and poured some water into it. Only then did he go to bed with satisfaction.
Little did he know that not long after he closed his eyes, the stone quietly flashed in the darkness and then returned to normal.
The next morning, Lu Yan walked out of the room in a daze, preparing to brush his teeth and wash his face. He glanced inadvertently and suddenly found a familiar figure sitting at the dining table. His steps stopped subconsciously——
The man was dressed in black, slumped in a chair and stretched out lazily, with his features similar to Xing Yuan's, but more sinister.
"?!!!"
Seeing this, Lu Yan's pupils shrank. He rushed forward and grabbed the other person's shoulders. His hands were shaking with excitement: "Xing Yuan, when did you change back to normal?!"
He was so happy that he could hardly contain himself and rarely lost his composure. However, the man's half-smiley words were like a bucket of cold water poured over his head, chilling his heart:
"After not seeing each other for so long, you can't tell him and me apart anymore?"
He is Xing Bo, not Xing Yuan.
Lu Yan's face froze upon hearing this. He let go of him in shock and took a half step back. Lu Xiaozhao, who was cooking in the kitchen, poked his head out with a spatula in his hand, and said with joy, "Brother, he's not Xing Yuan, it's the second brother. I found out he was resurrected when I woke up this morning. I was shocked!"
Xing Bo said angrily, "Shut up! I've already told you I won't call you Lao Er. If you call me Lao Er again, I'll twist your head off!"
Lu Xiaozhao made a groaning sound and turned back to continue cooking.
Lu Yan asked in surprise, "You have been resurrected, but where is Xing Yuan?"
Xing Bo was bored and scratched his ears: "I don't know."
He was telling the truth. He didn't even know how he came back to life, so how could he possibly know Xing Yuan's condition.
Lu Yan glared at Xing Bo, turned around and walked into the kitchen. He closed the door and asked Lu Xiaozhao in a low voice, "How did Xing Bo come back to life? What did you do to him?!"
Lu Xiaozhao was puzzled and said, "I didn't do anything. I just buried him in a flowerpot, watered and loosened the soil and applied fertilizer every day. Before dawn this morning, I saw him lying on the ground in human form."
Lu Yan asked in a lost voice: "Did you bury the stone in the flowerpot?!"
Lu Xiaozhao nodded as a matter of course: "They also need nutrition, and occasionally have to move out to bask in the sun, otherwise how can they be resurrected sooner?"
Lu Yan's eyes went dark, and he thought this method was ridiculous to the extreme. However, the facts were right in front of him, and he couldn't help but believe it. Could it be that Xing Yuan hadn't been resurrected for so long just because he didn't water or fertilize him? !
In the afternoon, Lu Yan went out on the pretext of having something to do. When he came back, he was holding a big black bag in his hand. He looked sneaky. When Lu Xiaozhao asked what it was, he did not answer and went straight into the house and locked the door.
Lu Yan just went to the flower shop and bought a bunch of stuff, including high-quality nutrient soil, fertilizer, a shovel, and a watering can. He buried the stone that belonged to Xing Yuan in the soil of the flowerpot, then poured some water around it, feeling a bit gnashing his teeth in his heart:
That bastard Lu Xiaozhao had better not let himself find out that he was lying. If it doesn’t work and the stone gets spoiled, he will have to beat him up!
Lu Yan covered the top of the stone with some soil, then thought for a moment that the stone might be damaged, so he dug it out again. After he had done all this, the stone that was hanging in his heart was only half relieved.
Xing Bo has transformed into a human form, so there is no reason why Xing Yuan can't do the same? Is it because the opponent's level is too high that he recovers more slowly?
This reason comforted Lu Yan, after all, he couldn't think of any other reason.
At night, the rain fell and the sounds of renovation outside finally quieted down for a moment. Now everything human was waiting to be rebuilt: civilization, order, tall buildings, equality. Everyone was busy, but everyone was content because they no longer had to live in fear as before, nor did they have to lose their lives because of poverty.
Humans developed superpowers to fight the Wanderers, and when the Wanderers disappeared, their superpowers gradually degraded. Lu Yan was the last to degrade, but after more than a year, he could no longer feel the presence of lightning.
Everything is returning to its original place step by step, except for those who were lost, and some of them never came back.
Lu Yan stood up silently and closed the window to prevent rain from flowing into the house. He placed the flower pot in the corner and found an ultraviolet lamp to illuminate it. Then he lay down on the bed and counted the days on his fingers in his mind.
Lu Yan had already asked, Lu Xiaozhao started watering three months ago, as long as he persisted for three months, maybe Xing Yuan could be successfully resurrected. Thinking of this, Lu Yan felt that time was urgent and unbearable, and he tossed and turned until the late night before falling asleep.
There was a sound of rain outside the window. The stone quietly buried in the flowerpot was gleaming faintly, and it was even more brilliant under the ultraviolet light. A shadow was stretched and cast on the carpet, which looked like a quagmire from a distance. A tall man gradually emerged from the darkness, slowly rising from the quagmire, his outline blurred.
He stood where he was, moving his neck and cervical vertebrae, making a series of teeth-grinding bone sounds, and finally set his gaze on the man sleeping on the bed. He quietly took off his cold clothes and slid into the quilt like a snake.
Lu Yan would dream of Xing Yuan every night. He sensed a familiar figure in his arms, but didn't think much about it. He just hugged her tighter unconsciously, muttered something in his sleep, and then fell asleep again.
His sleep talk was unclear, but it consisted of only two short words, repeating the same person's name over and over again.
The man in his arms kissed Lu Yan on the face with satisfaction, then he remembered the stone buried in the flowerpot and cursed in a low voice: "Idiot..."
Don't get me wrong, the person being scolded is Lu Xiaozhao.
At that time, he was sitting in the living room watching the live news. Xing Bo was lying on the sofa with him, eating potato chips with a crunching sound. He had never eaten this kind of thing before. In just a short while, he had almost finished all of Lu Xiaozhao's stock.
"It's so annoying, can you please stop eating and go to sleep!"
Lu Xiaozhao snatched the remaining half bag of potato chips, and found this wanderer unpleasant in every way. Xing Bo, now a normal human, had no way of dealing with Lu Xiaozhao, so he could only lick his fingers reluctantly: "Stingy, why don't you go to sleep?"
Lu Xiaozhao: "I'm watching the live news."
Xing Bo said disdainfully: "What's so interesting about the news?"
Lu Xiaozhao stared at the screen intently: "You don't understand, it means a lot..."
Before he finished speaking, reporters who were waiting in the hospital rushed in and surrounded a man guarding the door of the delivery room to take pictures. It turned out that his wife was the first woman to get pregnant since the disappearance of the wanderer. Everyone attached great significance to this unborn child. Today, the woman was pregnant, and many reporters were waiting in the hospital, hoping to get first-hand information about the auspicious baby.
"It's born, it's born, it's a healthy baby!"
The man carefully held the baby and cried with joy in front of the camera. He held the child high above his head with his broad and strong hands. However, the first thing everyone saw was not the child's face, but the pair of red, wrinkled little hands waving in the air.
The wrist is clean and flawless, with no health value displayed.
“Wow wow wow wow——!”
A loud baby cry suddenly rang out, breaking the silence of the night. At dawn, a red sun slowly rose from the sky, symbolizing the end of an old era and the beginning of a new era.
They finally walked out of the shackles of time...
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