Chapter 249
For Lin Zhipei, the most painful memory must be when she recognized Qinghua and Gu's true face and knew what he was going to do to her.
Because he possesses the [Core], Hua Hegu took his nephew back.
The seemingly endless pain and experiments almost destroyed him completely.
But Lin Zhipei was unwilling to exchange the past for false good memories.
If you forget your past experience of being in the abyss, you will also forget how you climbed out of the abyss.
Does that mean he will also forget 40 and 77, and will no longer be able to empathize with his newfound self?
Absolutely not.
"Xiao Yi, are you still there?"
"Yes, guest."
Xiaoyi appeared the same way she disappeared.
Lin Zhipei stared at his featureless face and felt disgusted.
“What exactly is the Museum of Lies?”
All the memory crystal clusters here are adapted according to his own memories.
Many of the questions that Xiaoyi answered were ones that Lin Zhipei had never asked.
The fact that the alien network has the ability to detect people's memories and thoughts is simply terrifying.
"Aren't you in the Museum of Lies?"
Xiaoyi answered evasively.
"Besides, I'm just a small tour guide."
Lin Zhipei would not be fooled by him, "Since you are a tour guide, you must know the history of the 'museum', right?"
Xiaoyi folded his hands in front of him and only responded after Lin Zhipei's long gaze.
"You're right. I'm the docent of the Museum of Lies, so I should know the history of the museum."
Just when Lin Zhipei thought she could get some information, Xiaoyi changed the subject.
"But you are not qualified to know right now."
It was really infuriating. Lin Zhipei put her hands in her pockets and asked, "What does it take to be qualified?"
The alien network has always been known for its mystery, but I am not qualified to say it so bluntly.
Lin Zhipei always felt that there was some emotion in these words.
"You will know." Xiao Yi did not say how to obtain the qualification.
"Alright! If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me! Can you send me to the next level?"
Just like this grand ceremony on another network, as long as you keep going, you will eventually find out!
——
It is human instinct to escape from reality.
This is not a shameful thing.
"It's your turn, 77, go ahead."
Looking at Xi Siling who encouraged him to run for the main department in his false memory, Liu Huaqi also understood why so many people would indulge in false imaginations.
When false imagination is woven into memory, it in a sense becomes another reality.
But he refused.
Without any hesitation, he reached out and touched the last memory crystal cluster.
In Liuhuacui's short and eventful life, what is the most unacceptable despair?
If you let him choose, he won't know what to choose.
Perhaps it is time to break your long-standing bottom line.
Or maybe it's when you realize that your parents only use you and don't love you.
"I wish you a bright future, Liuhuaqi."
The familiar yet unfamiliar scene is when the senior students in the department raise the cups in their hands and give their wishes with a smile.
The narrow surface of water in the cup swayed slightly, the ripples scattered and gathered, and after a brief stagnation, they dispersed again.
The brief memory flashed by, followed by the innocent call of childhood Liuhuaqi.
"Big brother, what kind of person did you become when you grew up?"
"Have I successfully fulfilled my promise to Mommy? Have I become a respected person in Daddy's eyes? Have I become the strongest psychic?"
The little boy's face is full of longing for the future and his vision of his future self.
I wish you a bright future and a brilliant future.
Fulfill the promise made to Mommy and become a respected person.
——Become the strongest psychic.
He didn't do any of them.
Liu Huaqi's fists gradually clenched, and he was very dissatisfied with the Museum of Lies' behavior of snooping into his memory.
The most painful and deepest memories, everything seems to be controlled by an alien network.
Disgusting.
But this is what he has to face, he has to keep going even with all the past, even the pain, even the despair.
"Xiao Yi."
"The guest has passed the assessment and can proceed to the next level."
Xiaoyi appeared in front of Liuhuaqi and waved to open a shining door.
Liuhuaqi couldn't see clearly what was behind the door, but he was not ready to leave immediately.
"Does 39 minutes and 9 seconds have any special meaning?"
I don’t know if Xiaoyi had never thought that he would ask such a question. Liuhuaqi saw Xiaoyi’s blank and transparent face flash.
"You are not qualified to know this yet, please proceed to the next level."
There isn’t one now, does that mean there might be one in the future?
Liuhuacui didn't worry too much.
"What exactly is the ceremony, and what is the final reward?"
Although there was no expression, Liuhuaqi felt that Xiaoyi was smiling.
"Guest, please continue to move forward."
Xiaoyi bent down.
“There is nothing here that you want, but the answer to your question may be just ahead.”
——
When passing through the door emitting dazzling white light, Xi Siling closed his eyes involuntarily.
Then he heard his own breathing.
It is the feeling of the exhaled air clearly rebounding back towards the face.
Xi Siling opened her eyes, but could see nothing.
He raised his hand and hit something hard.
After some exploration, Xi Siling seemed to have finally figured out the situation.
Am I in...a coffin?
It was a stone coffin. It not only felt very rough, but also smelled like water seeping into moss.
Xi Siling pushed the sarcophagus hard, but it didn't move at all. Then he tried to use his supernatural powers, but it still didn't work.
Even though he continued to increase his supernatural powers, the sarcophagus remained tightly closed.
What's going on?
Breathing wasn't a problem, but it was too oppressive to even be able to turn over in such a small space.
Xi Siling continued to grope around, but still failed to come across anything that could possibly solve the current situation.
It's impossible for the alien network to trick them into coming and lock them up to death.
Either the time to open it has not come yet, or he has not found the correct way to open it.
"Hey?"
Perhaps sensing Xi Siling's predicament, or perhaps for some other reason, Xiao Gong crawled out from Xi Siling's neck and stood on Xi Siling's chest.
"Xiao Gong?"
"Hey!"
Although the little guy only knew these two words, Xi Siling could understand what Xiaogong was trying to say.
"Xiao Gong, can you observe your surroundings?"
"Hey, hey? Hey, hey!"
Xiao Gong told Xi Siling that there were many similar sarcophagi around, and many people were trapped inside like Xi Siling, and no one had come out.
"Not one?"
“Hey—”
But the others didn't know that everyone was locked in sarcophagus, and some even arrived at the cemetery earlier than Xi Siling.
Because he had been locked up for too long and there was no possibility of getting out, a sense of despair began to spread, so he woke up the sleeping Xiaogong.
"Can you find 77 Pepe and 11 Xiaoke and the others?"
According to Xiao Gong's description, the cemetery was desolate and stretched as far as the eye could see. He had not yet sensed the special abilities of Xi Siling's companions.
"Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Gong."
"Hey?"
"Of course, you can go back to sleep, good night."
"Hey!"
Perhaps a new test has begun, testing patience?
After confirming the current situation, Xi Siling stayed in the sarcophagus with peace of mind. Occasionally, he could hear knocking sounds coming from not far away, and even creepy friction sounds.
Of course, there are also desperate shouts or roars.
“Help—!”
"Is there anyone else outside?"
But what was strange was that although they could obviously hear each other, there was no response, as if the voices had been deliberately cut off by someone.
Similar voices appeared several times, but there was still no response. Xi Siling was basically certain of his guess.
Being able to hear other people's voices but not being able to hear a response will only breed fear and anxiety.
Patience alone is not enough to persevere.
"I've had enough! I want to leave! Let me leave! Ah--"
"Log out...I can't log out!!!"
"Where's the cross-network credential? My cross-network credential is gone!"
“Help—”
The noises outside gradually became louder, and similar fears spread like a virus.
More and more people began to struggle, but just like the heaviness of the sarcophagus, no one could escape halfway.
Xi Siling couldn't help but be affected by these voices.
Fortunately, he has always been a very patient person and knows how to adjust his mentality.
Xi Siling began to think about whether she should just take a nap.
——
The endless cemetery seems like folds forgotten by time. The crooked tombstones are shattered under the lead-gray sky. Moss covers the surface of sarcophagi and tombstones like festering skin, and the inscriptions of the past have been eaten away into blurred scars.
Dead thorns sprouted from the cracks in the ground, and the thorny vines spread to the distance that the last second before death came.
Xi Siling heard the sound of birds flapping their wings and felt a sense of relief.
I don’t know how much time had passed, but all the screams and shouts had disappeared.
I don’t know if everyone was tired of shouting, or if the sounds were deliberately blocked.
In the end, all I could hear was my own heartbeat and breathing.
There are probably crows in the cemetery, right?
Although she was lying in the cold cemetery, Xi Siling felt very hot.
Maybe it was because he was feeling a little anxious.
"Hum-hum-hum"
The dead silence cracked for the first time with the sound of the bronze bell, startling the crows on the sarcophagus and causing them to take flight.
"Hum-hum-hum"
The vibration of the bell crawled along the ground, passed through the sarcophagus and reached everyone's ears.
Ripples appeared on the surface of the tombstone covered with lichen and moss, and faint blue phosphorescence suddenly appeared, lighting up the entire dark world.
Xi Siling smelled a pungent odor between rust and sulfur. The next second, the sarcophagus began to tremble, and the tightly fitted cover finally began to move.
In the alternation of light and darkness, he also saw stardust-like matter emanating and floating.
His limbs had already become stiff, and Xi Siling sat up with some difficulty, holding on to the sarcophagus.
He saw many people sitting up like him, but there were also many open sarcophagi with no one in them.
"Welcome to the [Dead Burial Cemetery], everyone."
The male voice heard when first entering the Museum of Lies appears again.
"The fire has died down, but the king is nowhere to be seen."
The sound of bells still rang in the distance, and the wind blowing through the cemetery mixed with the man's voice.
An ancient and solemn sense of mission comes to mind.
"Ashes thirsting for embers, go ahead."
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