Chapter 130
"Life, liberty, hope, love, how would you rank them?"
Liu Huaqi looked expressionlessly at the weird-looking little girl in front of him and the questions she kept repeating.
But Liuhuacui didn’t think about the so-called ranking at all, but was thinking about the environment he was in.
Although he has not reached the pinnacle, Liu Huaqi is very confident that he can still be trapped in the environment after he notices it.
It was able to make him fall into an illusion in an instant. This power should not be underestimated.
But even in the illusion, Liuhuacui could sense the heaviness of 'reality' through the mist diffused in the air.
Hidden in the dark, it is the existence that cannot be lost, but will definitely be ignored.
Although the five senses are controlled, Liuhuaqi's perception is extended beyond the five senses.
"Life, liberty, hope, love, how would you rank them?"
The little girl's expression and tone didn't change at all, but the intervals between her repetitions of the question became shorter and shorter, as if revealing her inner impatience.
Liu Huaqi still didn't answer. The companions in the base seemed to be still sleeping. Xi Siling maintained the last standing posture before falling into hallucination, with a frown on his face.
He not only had to break the illusion before him, but also had to rescue Si Ling from it.
"What kind of answer do you want?"
Liu Huaqi's tone was calm, as if he had finally taken the girl's problem to heart.
With four options that all seem important and equal, what is Liuhuacu thinking?
【Apart from life, freedom, hope and love are useless things. 】
Liuhuaci was once full of hope for the future and believed that he was living in the love of his family and friends.
They're all lies.
Living in this terrible society, the so-called freedom is nonsense.
There is only life, only life.
Live on, even if it is a miserable life, a despicable life, or a life of lingering survival!
Life seems to be the only meaning of living.
This was Liuhuaqi’s only creed when he was reborn.
No one can control his life, and no one can take advantage of his life.
He never lives for anyone.
Now it seems that he was too absolute at that time. No matter how much he resisted and feared, under Xi Siling's determination, the meaning of life was gradually expanded by Liuhuaqi to important people.
He can be without freedom, without hope, and even without love.
But if the important person... Si Ling wants it, he is willing to give it to her even at the cost of his life.
The girl looked at him straight, and Liuhuaqi couldn't grasp the girl's presence for a moment.
Is she a supernatural being? Is she the monster that almost took Xi Siling away? Or is she... a real person?
The questions in the illusion are often prerequisites for activating abilities and cannot be answered easily.
But Liuhuaqi's intuition told him that this question could be answered, and only by answering it could he leave the illusion.
The young man frowned. In the past, he always trusted his intuition, but acting on intuition might not necessarily lead to good results.
Especially after Lin Zhipei died... he could hear his intuition more clearly...
Do you want to answer this question, or take the risk of escaping from the illusion?
The illusion of the fog is achieved by controlling the five senses, so correspondingly, Liuhuaqi can also reject the illusion's control over his five senses by "destroying" his own five senses.
He would not put himself in danger.
Liu Huaqi closed his eyes and stopped looking at the little girl in pure white. He used the mist to deprive himself of his five senses bit by bit.
What the eyes can see, what the ears can hear, what the nose can smell, what the tongue can taste and what the touch can feel.
Without the five senses, the world fell into absolute silence.
Losing the five senses is countless times more terrifying than anyone could imagine. Just a few minutes can make a normal adult collapse.
At this moment, even if a child was about to stab his heart with a dagger, Liuhuaqi would not notice it.
But Liuhuaqi's heartbeat frequency did not even change, as if he just simply closed and opened his eyes.
Fortunately, he successfully broke the illusion. Both the pure white space and the weird little girl disappeared.
Liuhuaqi immediately came to Xi Siling's side and looked at his closed eyes.
He also fell into the illusion, and perhaps... was asked the same question.
Life, freedom, hope, love, how would you rank them?
If it's Si Ling...
"Hope, freedom, love..."
The young man let out a faint sigh.
No matter how these three are ranked, they are definitely more important than life.
In his heart, Si Ling has always been such a noble existence.
If hope is real, it must be like Si Ling.
"Si Ling, I'm sorry, but you have to wake up."
Liuhuaqi put one hand on the boy's shoulder, trying to awaken Siling's consciousness in a more gentle way.
——
Unlike Liuhuaqi who chose to refuse to answer, Xi Siling chose to answer the question after weighing the pros and cons.
"Hope, freedom, love, life."
Xi Siling gave his answer, and the moment he gave the answer, the little girl seemed to regain her vitality for a moment, and her eyes finally reflected Xi Siling's figure.
"Your answer is the same as his."
The girl's voice seemed full of relief, more like she was recalling the past.
Xi Siling was stunned for a moment, "He? Who is he?"
"His selfless love gave us hope, freedom and life."
The girl clasped her fingers together and placed them in front of her chest, her eyes full of nostalgia and sadness.
"You have a compassionate heart just like his."
It was that same answer and similar compassion that briefly awakened her from chaos.
The girl wanted to say something, but the emotion in her eyes suddenly turned into fear.
"I don't have much time left. Take your friends and get out of here! The farther the better!"
"No...wait! Who are you talking about? Is there anything else I can help you with?!"
Xi Siling didn't know who the girl was, who the person she mentioned was who had a similar "compassionate heart" as herself, and she didn't know why she was so sad.
The girl has her own consciousness, and this illusion seems to be built around her.
According to his experience, it is most likely related to the girl's special abilities.
The girl just shook her head. Now she had been eroded by the curse and turned into part of the monster.
She shouldn't have been able to regain consciousness.
"You should create your own future. It doesn't matter who he is."
“The past also needs to be remembered!”
Xi Siling was unwilling to give up this hard-earned opportunity. His answer was that it was a lucky coincidence and he couldn't miss this last chance.
Who could have thought that such a simple sentence would make the girl burst into tears.
yes.
The past also needs to be remembered.
This is a truth that even a boy as young as seventeen understands.
"Jumang..." She called out the name that represents 'hope', "You must remember him."
A past that needs to be remembered, a legend that has long since disappeared.
"He is the god Ju Mang."
The god Ju Mang?
Xi Siling took a few steps forward and wanted to grab the girl's hand and keep her, but at the moment he was about to take a step, his supernatural powers and body were restrained, making him unable to move.
The erosion on the girl's lower body suddenly began to intensify, and the tentacles blossomed like flowers, and then bloomed in reverse, wrapping up the dying consciousness, leaving only a pure white hand, hanging down weakly.
Xi Siling heard a creepy gnawing sound, like someone chewing something raw and crispy, crunching and crackling.
The patterns on the tentacles began to flow, and they spread out like ink seeping into rice paper, but more ink flowed out and twisted into trembling eyes, staring at Xi Siling.
Thus, the lines under the eyes formed words that only Xi Siling and the system could understand.
'Just a paper man'
"They are all mine!"
'Damn it, damn it, damn it!'
Cold sweat oozed from the back of her neck, and the pure white world was like a completely dead girl, no longer able to withstand the overwhelming malice.
It’s like standing at the bottom of the mountains, facing everything in front of you, all you can do is look up.
Only then did Xi Siling finally feel that he was being targeted by murderous intent.
This time, there was no Le Liangan to remind him of the life-and-death situation, and no Liu Huaqi to rush down the rift to save him without hesitation.
Xi Siling was not afraid at all. The absolute malice that only appeared for a moment and then disappeared was the crushing force from a higher dimension.
The curse and hatred that the creator expressed towards the created 'thing' was so vivid that it made him want to retreat at that moment.
In the end, all that was left was contemptuous anger.
"What? Are you in a hurry?"
Xi Siling chuckled.
"Hope, freedom, love and life, he must have given you the choice you disliked the most, right?"
At this moment, he must not retreat.
What he is fighting for is not only the future of this world, but also the original and purest heart.
The emergence of this piece of consciousness space further proved that he posed an absolute threat to the "east, south, west and north".
East, west, south, and north, want to kill him.
It doesn’t matter whether the plot collapses or not, and it doesn’t matter what Liuhuaqi will become.
He wants him dead.
The shame and anger in the world turned into tentacles that attacked with bared fangs and claws. Xi Siling watched all this coldly, as if he saw an angry clown screaming hysterically.
But Liuhuaci is no longer the puppet at the mercy of the old thief; he is Siling, and he is not an insignificant victim in the plot.
The accumulated wish power took effect with the help of the system, and the constraints on Xi Siling were instantly lifted.
"Si Ling! Go hold that girl's hand! Now your supernatural power is supported by your willpower. You must escape from this illusion before your willpower runs out!"
Even the creator of the world cannot come down directly and have the power of life and death like a god. If one wants to kill Si Ling through the plot, he must rely on the settings of the world itself.
The system knows the rules of the world as well as the old thief. In the comics, there is no danger that is absolutely unsolvable. Under the crisis, there are important plots and opportunities hidden!
Xi Siling bit his wrist without hesitation and put half of his accumulated willpower into it. It was the critical moment!
It looked very soft, but it was full of sharp barbs and was as hard as steel. Xi Siling jumped up and turned sideways, squeezing through the gap of the attack, which only barely brushed Xi Siling's cheek.
Blood and a few strands of hair flew out, but Xi Siling managed to dodge them!
The happiness of escaping death, escaping death is the most important part!
Putting in the remaining half of his willpower, Xi Siling only needed to lightly tiptoe and flew out like an arrow.
At the end of the darkness covered by murderous intent, Xi Siling held the girl's hand tightly.
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