Chapter 140 A Thousand Years of Solitude
Although his legs were amputated, Jiang He was not sad or painful at all. His eyes were full of joy when he spoke, as if he was silently saying: Your old friend failed to bring you in, but I, a stranger who only met him a few times, brought you in.
He was almost wagging his tail to show off his achievements.
Xiao Sen bent down to bandage her wound. He wanted to ignore her, but she kept staring at him. He looked up and said helplessly, "Thank you for bringing me in."
Jiang He had been waiting for him to say thank you for a long time. This guy looked like someone who didn't like to say thank you, but when he did say thank you, he wasn't perfunctory at all.
"You're welcome." Jiang He said with a smile, "And I'll trouble you to help me find the information."
"What information are you looking for?"
"I need to look through all the information in this database," Jiang He said. "It might take some time. How's your leg?"
She was worried whether Xiao Sen's legs could support her weight.
"No problem." Xiao Sen bent down and picked up Jiang He horizontally.
Jiang He: "I'd better lie on your back."
It was so weird being in his arms.
"Injuries in this area won't heal easily. You won't be able to stop bleeding." Xiao Sen lowered his head and said to her, "Your sideways position will slow down the bleeding. There's a lot of information here, and you don't want to die from excessive bleeding before you finish reading it."
Jiang He lay horizontally in his arms, with the injured parts of her legs raised up. This posture could indeed slow down the bleeding.
She opened her mouth, but she couldn't refute it. What he said was all right, but was this really the real reason? She couldn't figure it out, so she could only nod, "Then your legs..."
Xiao Sen interrupted her worries, "I still have one leg."
Jiang He: ... Two people share one leg, and it's hard to support the tree alone... It's quite funny and sad to say it.
She guessed that his slightly hunched back was probably because his spine was severed and could not recover here, so he could only endure the pain.
After comparing their misery, Jiang He felt that his legs didn't hurt as much anymore.
She wanted to see all the information in the archives, so Xiao Sen took her and started from the very corner.
There were many words densely written on the stones in the corners with sharp tools.
Xiao Sen asked her, "Do you need to look through these stones?"
"No need." The words on the stone were too familiar. Jiang He just took a look and distant memories instantly flooded into his head.
During those long and lonely days, those days of despair and grief, when she dared not give up on herself because of the loss of more than 47,000 lives, there was a person who tried every possible way to help her, and the hope in her heart gradually became a reality.
She didn't expect that these stones would be piled up in the information room.
It wasn't until she said, "Let's go to the information shelf," that Xiao Sen hugged her and turned around.
He had been observing her expression imperceptibly, and her expression made his heart ache. Turning around, he said naturally, "Those stones are densely covered with words. They are all formulas and some terms. Can you understand them?"
Jiang He smiled. At first, when Yi dictated the information to her, she couldn't understand it at all. She copied it word for word on a piece of stone and studied it every day.
She was originally a soldier, a soldier who fought bravely with a knife and a gun, but for her companions, she picked up a pen and read those obscure materials over and over again, like an illiterate person teaching herself to read.
Fortunately, Youyi discussed the issues she didn't understand with her, and the two ignorant people stumbled through countless long years together.
The materials on the shelf are more like notes.
More than 90% of them are notes for academic research, and the rest are daily notes and memories that I am afraid of forgetting.
Jiang He pulled out a book made of thin bark and opened it.
A62 01 year 01 day
Yi and I decided to name our inner world. We pondered for a long time and finally decided to call it A62. Yi's birthdate is February 2nd, and mine is June 6th. The A represents the intersection of our destinies. I never imagined that one day I would make a friend this way, a friend who isn't even human... When discussing human issues, Yi said that humans discriminate against species. I think he's right. I said he's not human, which is indeed a subtext of speciesism.
Although I have lived in A62 for a very long time, it is so long ago that I cannot remember how many days there have been. So I will just use today, the day when the inner world was named, as the first day.
A62 01 year 012 days
Time flows differently in A62 than in the outside world. I've spent ages here, perhaps three, maybe five, while only one day has passed in the outside world. Yi and I have kept track of this: sometimes ten days here equal one day outside, sometimes five. Compared to the outside world, time in A62 speeds up, sometimes slows down, with absolutely no pattern to speak of.
I once joked with Yi that by the time I left school, I might be a toothless, white-haired old lady. Yi said his university professor was a white-haired old lady, incredibly wise, elegant, and confident. He also said the old lady was accompanied by an elderly man with Mediterranean hair, and they often walked hand in hand around campus at dusk. His description was so vivid that the image surfaced in my mind, and I found it incredibly beautiful.
But people like me are not elegant at all, they are cruel and violent. Even my mother would hate me. I have ended countless lives in my hands. I am definitely not worthy of having a beautiful sunset.
At the back of this diary entry, there is a simple drawing of the sunset at dusk, drawn in black pen. The sun sets halfway up the mountain, and the mountains and hills are vast and rolling. Only in the corner are there two stick figures standing side by side.
A62 01 years 025 days
I had an argument with Yi today. He's opened a company and a research institute in the human world. I asked him if he wanted to replace humanity and subvert it, but I'm actually more worried that with all his fanfare, humans will eventually discover he's the Insect King. I feel so selfish. I'm afraid he'll ignore me, yet I keep questioning him. How can I still care about humanity in this situation? I can't even save my own soldiers, yet I dare to care about humanity's survival? How hypocritical of me.
Not long after the quarrel, Yi contacted me again.
He said: Jiang He, today is your funeral day, and many people have come to see you off.
This guy knows how to kill and stab people. I never ask him about anything about me outside, but he told me after the quarrel. He must be holding a grudge against me for questioning him.
A petty bug.
Although we reconciled, I couldn't sleep that day.
To the outside world, I am a dead person.
Will anyone shed tears for me?
Will anyone stay awake all night remembering me?
And my mother, will she be sad for losing me for a short time?
Will she shed a tear for me?
But none of this matters anymore. I will go back one day, and I hope my mother can see me there.
A62 01 years 83 days
Yi and I have endless topics to talk about every day. He is always running around, looking for those complicated formulas that I can't figure out. Our relationship is very similar to that of netizens in ancient times.
Yi refuted this, saying that he was actually a male favorite who entertained the queen. He had been studying human history recently and had a unique understanding of the male favorites of human queens.
Male favorites are easily replaced, but Yi is irreplaceable to me. I can't believe that he and I were once mortal enemies, but now we are close friends who can talk about anything.
…
"Are the owner of this notebook and the Yi she wrote about lovers?"
Xiao Sen's voice brought Jiang He back to reality from his distant memories.
She shook her head. “No.”
Her voice was too firm, Xiao Sen's eyelashes trembled, and the light in his eyes seemed to be covered with a veil.
But Jiang He didn't notice his expression. She recalled the past and whispered, "Lovers will betray, break up, and fall in love with the new. Yi is more like another version of herself. She doesn't have to worry about betrayal or being loved by the new."
Xiao Sen raised his eyes again and looked at her.
She looked a little melancholy at the moment, but there was satisfaction and happiness between her eyebrows.
He then understood that she valued Yi more than her lover. Even if the final outcome was not good, that person was still irreplaceable in her heart. That was why at this moment, even if it was just a recollection of the past, it made her happy.
Jiang He continued to turn the pages.
A62 13 years and 24 days
Today is a memorable day. A62 was found by Yi.
I can’t imagine that A62 is not only the inner world that Yi mentioned, it is also a planet in the surface world.
It exists in the surface world, which makes Yi and I feel excited and thrilled.
After all, this means that I can leave and he can come, instead of just communicating through sound.
All the equipment I need can be delivered.
A62 14 years and 25 days
For a year, Yi and I conducted repeated experiments and finally confirmed an extremely frustrating fact.
Although A62 appeared in the surface world, it was independent of the surface world. Yi could not deliver any supplies to A62, from spaceships and machines to paper and pencils. Nothing could be delivered into it, including any living things.
This is really depressing, but before I went to sleep I suddenly felt that this is actually a good thing. At least I know that I still exist in this world, not just an illusory consciousness.
A62 14 years and 354 days
As the year drew to a close, I discovered a special, magical substance. After confirming with Yi that it didn't exist outside, we brainstormed and named it Jun. I wanted to explore the Jun-filled mines, where there were many magical aberrations, but Yi tried to stop me, fearing for my safety. Just kidding! I'm humanity's number one warrior. I'm not even afraid of him, the Insect King, let alone aberrations.
A62 14 years and 359 days
This experiment failed again. To be honest, I have never dared to record how many times my experiments have failed because I was afraid that the numbers would defeat me.
A62 is short of resources, and the materials I can use are too few. Today's failure makes me more determined to explore the Junshi Cave.
Yi said that if I dared to go, he would tear up all the research materials he prepared for me.
I said: Don’t tear it, what if I die in there, you will have to come here to collect my body.
Before going to bed at night, I get up repeatedly to look at my records over the years.
If I really died in Junshi Cave, if Yi could really find this place one day and read my diary, wouldn’t that be too boring?
If that day ever comes, what do I hope he sees when he opens his diary?
What about him, what would he want to see?
I hope he is well, I hope he lives a long life and is happy every day, I hope he gets what he wants, and I hope he can find an old lady who can hold his hand and walk with him in the afterglow of the sunset.
Goodbye, if we can meet again.
A62 16 years and 1 day
In fact, I don’t know how many days have passed. It was pitch black in the Junshi Cave. There was no light and nothing to record time. Yi said that I hadn’t contacted him for a month. Comparing one month in the outside world with one month here, I guessed that I had been in the Junshi Cave for about a year.
Of course, maybe more, but it doesn't matter.
It was strange that Yi couldn't contact me in Junshi Cave. I always thought he was angry and ignoring me.
There are many, many deformed objects in the Junshi Cave, which have never been seen before and are extremely powerful.
I became a worthless person in there and almost died many times, but luckily I came out alive.
I also found a lot of materials from the Junshi Cave and made many new discoveries. It is really a treasure trove.
My warriors, I will find materials to make bodies for them as soon as possible.
A62 16 years and 59 days
The first tentacle sprouted from his palm. The Devourer's ability manifested itself in the form of a tentacle.
My body was on the verge of death repeatedly in the Jun mine, which stimulated the devouring ability inherited from my father.
It is said that my father was killed by my mother because of his devouring ability.
Because of this ability, my mother has always disliked me.
It is said that the devouring ability will quickly turn a person into a monster, causing them to lose their mind and devour humans as food.
I remember that when I was a child, I was examined by a doctor every day. Even when I went to the battlefield, there were military doctors who kept checking my body.
I always thought I wouldn't inherit my father's genes, but now, I am just like him.
No wonder my mother is so wary of me. I’m really just like my father.
Will I die?
Will I lose my mind and devour my comrades?
I was terrified, but I had no one to talk to.
Because I'm a monster.
A62 36 years and 75 days
This was a day that changed the history of A62. Yi could now throw objects into A62.
Although living things still cannot enter, pens, paper, and some inanimate objects can be thrown in. The weight cannot exceed one kilogram and the volume cannot be too large.
Yi and I were very excited.
A62 is a magical place, like an ancient instrument, constantly evolving and upgrading. Perhaps it won't be long before even Yi can enter A62. Yi and I are both looking forward to that day.
But there is one thing that puzzles us all. The speed of time in A62 is getting faster. One day outside is at least a month here. Yi threw in a small mirror, and I looked at myself. It seems that I haven't aged either. I have spent so many years in A62, but time has left no trace on me. Looking at it from another angle, this is actually a good thing. It means that I have unlimited time to resurrect my comrades.
A62 39 years and 329 days
I went to the Jun Mine several more times, and I grew a second tentacle. Youyi kept dropping all sorts of small instrument parts to A62, and my experiments progressed rapidly, seemingly from day to day. But I didn't dare tell Youyi about the swallowing.
I was a monster, and I was afraid he would be scared, disgusted and wary of me like his mother was.
My mother killed my father with her own hands. My childhood teacher said that my mother and father were very loving.
A loving couple ends up killing each other. It must not be a happy thing for both of them.
I must stay sane, I must revive the soldiers, I must send them home, and I must live well.
A62 189 years and 275 days
Yi threw the Tianlong into A62. I thought the Tianlong had been taken back to the capital star by my mother a long time ago, but I didn't expect it to still be drifting in the turbulent currents of the Red Stone Galaxy.
Yi said the Redstone Galaxy's turbulence had escalated to level 30 again, and since then, it has been stationed there for a long time, and it's unlikely to disappear anytime soon. With humanity's current technological level, entering the galaxy is impossible, so he had the opportunity to airdrop the Tianlong to A62.
I took away the core source of the Tianlong. Now the Tianlong is just an empty shell, but when I see it, it feels like seeing an old friend. I am very happy.
I hope that one day, the Tianlong will set sail again and bring my comrades home.
A62 201 years and 32 days
It must have taken a lot of Yi's mental energy to drag the Tianlong out of the turbulent currents of the Red Stone Galaxy. Since the Tianlong was launched, Yi has lost contact with me. I hope he is safe.
Many of the instruments on the Tianlong are extremely useful to me. I have now become a scientist fanatic, with my mind full of various experiments.
Of course, from time to time, I would run to the Junshi Cave. My tentacles needed to eat, and I ate a lot of the mutants in it, but sometimes I would encounter higher-level mutants, and several times I ran out half-dead and in a very miserable state.
By the way, I now have 15 tentacles.
A62 361 years and 79 days
Yi's voice never appeared again. I kept myself busy every day, as if I could forget him, but I thought about him every day.
Maybe he got into trouble? Maybe his identity was discovered by humans? Given my mother's personality, she would definitely kill him if she caught him.
Is he still alive? I was worried, but there was nothing I could do.
When I was a child, I always heard people around me say that my mother was very lonely. She was the queen, she was high above everyone else, and no one could sympathize with the loneliness of the supreme being.
It seems to me that I am more lonely than she is.
I haven't communicated with anyone in over a hundred years.
But today, I created the first intelligent machine. I called it No. 0. It is too bulky and can only say "Come on, you are great." Although it is a bit silly, it is my progress.
I have also created many clones, but for some reason, I always fail. What should I do to extract the souls of my comrades from the core source and put them into the bodies of the clones? I have pulled out all my hair recently. If Yi sees me like this now, he will probably be disgusted.
I hope he is alive. I want to complete the experiment as soon as possible and bring my comrades home. I must succeed.
…
A62 1000 years 01 day
The hundredth tentacle grew out. When all the tentacles were released, they covered the sky and the sun, and could cover the entire A62. I was now a complete monster.
Yi still hasn't contacted me. I don't know what's going on. I've been missing him like crazy lately.
My experiment seems to have been successful.
No, I don’t know if it can be considered a success.
I separated the mental power of my comrades from the core source and placed them into clones, but they have no memory of the past and no ability to survive. If they are not watched carefully, they will be taken away by the mutants and eaten as food. I think this problem is due to their "weak" mental power, and I need to find a way to help them nourish their mental power.
To prevent them from being taken away by the mutants, I created a space like the Blue Silver Manor and put them all in it.
The A62 today is completely different from when I first arrived. There are more distortions...mainly due to some unpredictable variables generated during my experiments.
And Jun Stone, Jun Stone is really special. It has promoted my experiments and is essential for me to create Blue Silver Manor.
When I feel lonely, I will run into the Blue Silver Manor. I even created a character for myself called "Xiao He". I mingle with my comrades and live with them.
They don't know this is a fake space, but I do.
Not only did I fail to relieve my loneliness, but it made me even more miserable.
I feel like I'm going crazy. What should I do? Hope is right in front of me, but I'm going crazy.
I also want to have a lover, and I want to be killed by my lover's own hands.
My father must have been very happy when he was killed by my mother.
A62 1079 years and 37 days
Yi came, but I didn't dare to show up, didn't dare to see him
Until he said he was dying
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