Indeed, hope is poison; its only effect is to burn away the last bit of fuel you have. Of course, despair will not be left to you, because you will already be dead by then.
Even though I was already an adult two years ago, I still believed that the success rate of things was linked to personal will. In a sense, that hateful system was right, and I was really stupid.
After struggling for a day with that last straw, Wu Yu finally arrived at the so-called source of the spatial fluctuations, exhausted. It was the same place that extinguished his hopes.
It was an endless black curtain, pure and dark, deep and mysterious, cutting a complete cross-section out of the originally rough sand, like the end of the world. If Wu Yu could feel the suction, he would have suspected that it was a black hole.
It is said that life is the most important thing a person can have.
But Wu Yu suddenly lost interest in such a messed-up life. No one could tell him what was behind this dark secret, not even the so-called omnipotent system, which simply told him it didn't know.
It may be a beautiful paradise inside, but it could also be an infernal hell, and the unknown is precisely what can arouse a person's greatest fear.
Wu Yu was afraid of death, but he was even more afraid of living a life worse than death. After struggling painfully for two days in this vast desert that symbolized death, his body's feedback had already told him just how miserable a person's life could be.
Whether it was the soreness from overuse of his muscles, the hunger from not eating for a long time, or the dryness in his throat from not drinking water for two days, all of these made Wu Yu feel an urge to commit suicide.
Just one more step and Wu Yu will be on the path to another unknown destiny.
But I'm so tired! Wu Yu didn't choose to take that easy step. He simply relaxed his body and mind, opened his arms, and lay down straight.
The sand was relatively soft and didn't cause Wu Yu any harm. Well, he decided to give up. He had never had the experience of clearing such a difficult dungeon alone before.
"Hey, host, we've come this far, aren't you going to rush in and take a look?" The system's voice echoed in Wu Yu's mind again.
Seriously, couldn't he even have peace in his last moments?
"No, I'm just a salted fish. Let me dry into a salted fish on the beach. Anyway, I don't have any reason to live. I'm just playing games at home. I haven't bothered anyone. They've put me in this desperate situation. In the end, it's all the world's fault."
Wu Yu complained weakly, but all he felt was a cacophony of ants jumping around in his throat, making him feel even worse. He thought to himself, "Damn it, I might as well just wait to die."
"Hey, host, which great person hasn't encountered hardships and obstacles in their life? You're the chosen one, how can you give up so easily? Stand up, cross this hurdle, and a broad road awaits you." The system hadn't given up yet and was still desperately feeding Wu Yu some inspirational words.
But this only made Wu Yu less motivated. Such empty and grandiose words proved that even this supposedly omnipotent system didn't know what was behind this dark curtain. Otherwise, even if it had told him that there was a small village behind it, Wu Yu probably would have rushed in without hesitation.
"There's a small village behind this!" the system exclaimed in Wu Yu's mind with great surprise.
"Damn it, what an idiot." Wu Yu couldn't help but mutter under his breath, then simply closed his eyes and began to wait for death in peace.
The wind was a bit fierce today. Because he was lying down, sand kept flying into Wu Yu's nostrils, making him very uncomfortable. But Wu Yu was a dying man and couldn't be bothered with it. He just snorted and continued to lie there peacefully, everything was fine.
The noise generated by the system never stopped, but gradually, Wu Yu could no longer hear what it was saying. Ah! His brain was spinning. Was he about to die?
I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly a sentence that I seemed to care about a lot popped into my mind again.
"Host, get up! Get up quickly! There's someone here! Get up and call for help!"
A person? Where would a living person come from in the vast desert? But for some reason, this frail body instinctively did something against its owner's will, and its tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.
Hey? Dude, where do you get the energy to open your eyes? I just want to wait to die, okay?
But Wu Yu's wild thoughts hadn't ended when his mind was completely drawn to the scene before him.
A dark figure appeared on the not-so-high sand dune. Unlike the natural yellow of the area, it was a black that was clearly artificial. The sunlight passed by him, carrying the blessing of a savior, and entered Wu Yu's eyes.
The wind was still howling, and the yellow sand was moving erratically, but Wu Yu's eyes were wide open, dry and painful. These things that he used to fear could no longer shake this man who was already somewhat delirious. He was afraid to close his eyes, afraid that everything would really end.
Then let's get moving!
Wu Yu took a big step, but because the sand was too slippery, he stumbled and fell. However, as if he had activated some kind of innate instinct, Wu Yu moved his hands clumsily but efficiently, learning from his ancestors, and moved forward with both hands and feet.
Slipped, stood up, slipped, stood up.
Despite his disheveled state, Wu Yu was indeed getting closer and closer to his goal.
This feeling, this yearning, this determination to give it my all—I haven't had it in a long time, or perhaps I've never had it at all.
"Ha, ha." Wu Yu felt like he was struggling to even catch his breath, but he finally arrived.
Judging that the distance was about right, Wu Li squeezed out the last bit of strength and leaped towards that person (her), oh no, it should be that thing.
What attraction could a body covered by an extended cloak hold? Wu Yu's eyes were fixed on the silent longsword hanging at his waist from beginning to end.
Oh, the power to control everything, the key to mastering destiny. Give it to me, give it to me! Now, a single desire is enough to fill Wu Yu's already overwhelmed mind.
Wait, something's not right. Why am I getting further and further away from the longsword?
Huh? What's with this strange feeling of floating?
Huh? Why does my chest hurt so much? It feels like... like I've been headbutted by some brat.
And how come I can suddenly see what's under the cloak? I shouldn't be able to see those azure eyes because of the angle.
And why is this person's gaze so cold? It's like... like looking at a dead person. I clearly remember there were only the two of us here.
Oh! So I was lying on the sand.
Oh! So I got kicked away.
Then, and then...
My eyelids closed again, this time passively.
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