Death that cannot be escaped (XII) World consciousness is a pig...
Lu Renjia, do you like me?
When did it start?
Was it the high-five we gave after we teamed up to beat the opposing team?
Did he start avoiding physical contact with me from that day on?
Was it the tacit gaze we exchanged when we were caught climbing over the wall at night and were punished to lie on the wall and write self-criticisms?
Did I invite him to live with me?
Or at some moment unknown to me, a subtle and ambiguous feeling suddenly sprouted in his heart. That feeling was like a sunflower seed inadvertently scattered under the windowsill, growing quietly and wildly in the green and busy high school life. When the sunflowers outside the window became like golden waves, he suddenly felt moved?
I have no idea.
Many people like me. To me, it is natural for them to like me. It is nothing special.
It should be so.
Then why, after I saw this card, a dark cloud gathered over my heart, and a cold and continuous rain was about to fall.
Probably because of guilt.
I am a qualified businessman. When necessary, I can even be put on the gambling table as a chip.
But not in terms of feelings.
If I put other people's feelings towards me on the table, I will also shed my human skin.
But in the previous reincarnation, I regarded Lu Renjia, a variable, as the most powerful chess piece in my hand.
But I am destined to be unable to respond to his feelings.
My only compensation is to allow him to escape his inevitable death in his next reincarnation.
…
In this new life, on the day when he was destined to die, I stayed by his side.
As the truck was about to approach, my men tried to grab him and stop him.
But at this moment, he suddenly stopped.
He turned his head to look at the road, looking a little confused, frowned, and took out his cell phone again, searching for something.
Just this one minute of delay made him narrowly escape death.
His storyline was changed.
Why was it suddenly changed?
Is it because he... awakened?
An uncontrollable excitement swept over me, an excitement that was like seeing a fellow creature in the wilderness.
But in this life, I don't plan to disturb him.
I began to observe him.
I just regard him as a small surprise in the boring and monotonous time when I fight with others.
I know he has been at the top of his class since he was young.
I know that I received a lot of love letters at the dinner party after the college entrance examination.
I know that he was abandoned by his parents again in the choice between the two.
When I saw this, I couldn't help but frown.
Lu Renjia has no memory of his past life.
In every life, he had absolute trust in his parents, and in every life, he was abandoned by them in the face of multiple choices.
In the next life, should I expose it in advance?
Is it a good thing for him to expose this matter in advance?
What a difficult question.
…
In my busyness and death, the world began to mature.
One day, a voice suddenly sounded in my mind.
【Plot.】
【Plot.】
The voice could not be distinguished between male and female, old and young. Rather than being a voice, it was more like a piece of information that was being pumped into the brain.
The moment I heard it, I naturally understood that this voice came from "world consciousness".
The more complete the world is, the more solid the world consciousness becomes, and now it can convey simple will to me.
For example, now, it wants me to follow the "plot".
World consciousness has no thinking ability, it only has the instinct to allow the world to survive and develop.
In the primitive instinct of world consciousness, I should act like a domineering CEO according to the template and start a great love affair with my significant other.
By repeating this template over and over again, the world will gradually mature.
This is the safest method.
Therefore, as long as those higher worlds do not cause excessive damage to this world, the consciousness of this world will not deliberately resist the invasion of outsiders.
Because these outsiders can fill the vacancy of the "protagonist's partner" and follow me through the plot of "the domineering president and his partner live a happy life after a tragic love affair", which is in the interests of world consciousness.
The world consciousness is completely unaware that if I really fall in love with the attacker, this world will be completely destroyed.
This thing only has instincts, can't communicate, and keeps instilling in me the idea of following the plot. It's just like a stupid teammate.
It would be great if Lu Renjia could be my teammate.
I don't have much affection for this world consciousness that kills me if I disagree with it and uses this to restart the world.
Having a world consciousness in my head doesn’t seem to make any difference.
The only good thing is that occasionally, when no one is around, I can talk to the world consciousness.
I bear the fate of the world on my shoulders, and some things can only rot in my stomach.
Having too many secrets in your heart can make you upset, so it would be nice to have someone you can talk to.
Even if the person you are talking to doesn't offer any opinions, he or she will just repeat the same thing over and over again, [plot] [plot].
I thought that in this life I would just wait for the attacker to come, kill the attacker, and then die in a peaceful way.
But I never expected that one morning, I received the news of Lu Renjia's death.
When I received the message, I sat at the table for two seconds before continuing to read.
He was killed by a flowerpot.
It was an unexpected surprise.
So much so that the bodyguards I sent to secretly protect him didn't even have a chance to make a move.
No matter how you look at it, it was an accident, but I always feel that his death is strangely familiar.
It's like - fate.
Because the book of fate wrote that he would die, he had to die.
I asked the world consciousness, "Did you do this?"
The world consciousness that had been repeating the word "plot" for a long time now responded to me for the first time.
"He shouldn't be alive."
"Live and destroy [the plot]."
The instinct of world consciousness allows it to control everything in this world and serve the [plot].
Anything that doesn’t fit the [plot] must be eliminated.
Passerby A who develops self-awareness is also one of the bugs that needs to be eliminated.
I laughed out of anger.
I asked, "What about me? Should I be cleared out too?"
The world consciousness just repeats the [plot] over and over again.
I pulled the corner of my mouth, pulled out the sharp dagger, pressed it against the carotid artery, pressed hard, and blood oozed out.
"You want to clear the bugs? No need for you to do it. I'll do it myself."
At this moment, the time around me seemed to slow down, and I seemed to hear the screams of the world consciousness, a tsunami existing in my mind.
It was begging me not to kill myself.
The world was born because of me and will die because of me.
When I was about to give up living, the world collapsed because of me.
I loosened my grip and moved the dagger away from my neck, and a drop of blood fell from the tip of the knife.
I laughed, "So you see, bugs don't have to be eliminated, do you understand?"
The world consciousness did not dare to resist and could only nod.
So in the world that followed, Lu Renjia never died inexplicably again.
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