Chapter 119
As it turned out, the barrage's guess was extremely correct.
Because the comics quickly drew the tragic fact that Xia Zuo and Ursula, fearing being cheated, chose to investigate in advance, only to discover that the warden was about to run to the Northern Wasteland Ice Territory.
Xia Zuo: "..."
Barrage: “…”
Although, why do I feel sad and funny at the same time for some reason? Hahahaha.
But no matter how happy they are, the forum has undoubtedly been built into a high-rise building.
According to previous speculation, the warden should have gone through several stages of losing his emotions and memories, so how could he suddenly appear as the black-haired boy No. 0? This question has made many readers' curiosity explode.
My bet is that he's the Warden's backup consciousness. If Caesar's goal is to become a god, he'll definitely no longer have human thoughts and memories (referring to the "dehumanization" in the previous stages). This might be a thought he's developing for himself.
[+1, didn't Zero himself say he was an AI created by the previous head of the Crest family? He's been a bit of a rip-off more than once, so I'm guessing we should just remove the "predecessor" from the sentence. ()]
[Actually... have you forgotten that the purpose of the Patrol Tower is to remove the Warden's consciousness, or rather, his soul? Is it possible that the person inside Zero's body is the real Warden, who has simply temporarily escaped his "predestined fate" and has been able to regain some memories and emotions, which is why he spoke those words to Ursula?]
[Fuck, that makes sense. You're not a prophet, are you?]
[Very good, I'm already feeling distressed. The old thief Zhiyi knows how to make people feel distressed.]
[That roundabout way of reminding me... sounds like a cat (hi)]
[? Upstairs?]
[Ahem, by the way, I'd like to share some information about Caesar's cat-shaped car. Anyone interested, please join the group~]
…
After reading the comic forum, Manga Will's mood has returned to calm.
Very good, comic readers know how to justify themselves and use their own imagination.
Perhaps Caesar had anticipated that comic readers would frantically seek compensation for his pseudonym, and only he was left here worrying like a moron.
But soon, its attention was completely attracted by another picture.
It could sense that its contractor stopped, then slightly turned sideways and looked back calmly.
——Behind him, there was a huge amount of dark innate power emanating from it, as black as ink. It was like a thick fog that obscured his eyes, and he could only vaguely see some huge tentacles from it.
Those two people... have already caught up.
*
After discovering that César was no longer in prison, Xia Zuo and Ursula immediately decided to leave the prison by force.
As it turned out, just before they could do anything, Ben had the doors to the holding cell and Ursula's cell opened.
The masked man stood in front of the door, his emotions invisible. His voice was as calm and cold as his master's. He bowed slightly to them and said:
"Given your top-tier talents of light and darkness, and the ample energy crystals provided to Iswit, you two were allowed to leave a day early."
The man took a step back and turned sideways to make room: "Please."
Xia Zuo looked at him deeply, but in the end said nothing. He left the prison with Ursula as quickly as possible. The moment they reached the open area, Ursula summoned her true form and began a truly hardcore journey.
——Until the figure of the black-haired young man finally appeared in their sight.
The other person wasn't moving fast, even taking one step at a time, leisurely and attentive, like he was strolling. He was wrapped in a thick fur coat, the dark fur collar against the snow making his face appear even paler.
As a top-level talent holder, Xia Zuo's eyesight has now reached an incredible level. He suddenly realized that the black-haired young man in front of him looked much thinner than the frail boy when he first met him.
The other party had obviously noticed their arrival, stopped, and turned sideways to look at them.
Xia Zuo unconsciously clenched his knuckles and looked into those eyes with a hint of suspicion, but the result was not surprising at all.
The misty blue eyes were still empty, without any emotion.
Even when he saw such a grand scene, his eyes were full of coldness. He stood in the middle of the snow, as if it was just an illusion and he would disappear on the spot in the next moment.
The divine nature that emanated from him...became even stronger.
Xia Zuo pursed his lips, a huge sense of crisis weighing on his heart. He knew clearly that this was not an adjective, but a fact. The more the divinity was revealed, the less time they had left.
In the blink of an eye, Ursula was in front of the black-haired Qingtian. The black mist and tentacles retracted and returned to their original form, and Xia Zuo also jumped off her wide tentacles.
Ursula landed as a tall, dark-haired beauty.
Xia Zuo can almost be called a young man.
He vaguely thought that his good friend in front of him would say with a smile, "Xia Zuo, you have grown taller", but when he came to his senses, there was no other sound in his ears except the sound of the wind.
So, he forced a smile and said, "...What a coincidence, Mr. Warden."
To his surprise, the warden replied, "Unfortunately."
The black-haired young man looked at Ursula again: "I won't chase you away, please do as you please."
After saying that, he continued forward as if nothing had happened.
There were no aids, no impatience. It was as if he were still the Son of God who had walked to the temple, walking through the dust but not getting a single speck of it.
Xia Zuo looked at Ursula behind him, a little confused.
"What does Caesar mean...?"
Hearing this voice, the adult Ursula narrowed her eyes and looked much more stable. She walked while using her long tentacles to draw answers on the snow.
"I think I understand something. Caesar has never changed in some ways, hasn't he?"
Xia Zuo was a little confused at first, then he thought of something and suddenly understood.
What Cesare lost was only his "humanity" relative to his "divinity".
But in the beginning, what amazed him most about Caesar was his brain that could see through almost everything.
[Deification] does not lower your IQ.
From not being able to find Eastwood and having someone lead the way, to the deliberately arranged cell location, to the differential treatment of the warden that he accidentally heard from the prisoners, to the final joke of "being released a day early".
They won't be chased away, and there's no point in chasing them away, as Xia Zuo can know his real-time location.
Does Caesar really know nothing?
He has no memory, but that doesn't mean he has no brain.
…
Xia Zuo had some difficulty breathing.
It turned out that César knew all this clearly.
He also knew what was about to happen to him.
The smile of the blue-green eyed boy in the detention cell resurfaced in his mind, matching the expression of the black-haired boy from long ago.
It's the same emptiness, the same deadness.
At that time, Xia Zuo didn't understand why a young boy who looked not much older than him wanted to commit suicide.
Now, he understood.
…
A wordless silence spread among the three people.
But it seemed that the only people affected by the silence were Xia Zuo and Ursula. The black-haired young man continued to move forward in a certain direction at a leisurely pace, without even the slightest emotional fluctuation.
Until someone tugged at his sleeve.
The black-haired young man turned around and saw the girl, who had shrunk again without knowing when, looking up at him confidently with her petite figure, and said, "Xize, I'm hungry QAQ."
“…”
She blinked her eyes and asked again, "You're not in prison now. Can I call Caesar's name?"
The black-haired young man's gaze seemed to linger on her face for a moment.
"Can."
But Ursula's grip on his sleeve tightened.
The black-haired young man's expression and tone... were as if he was looking at an insignificant person, just one of the ordinary people.
He treats everyone equally, so he doesn't give any preference to any one person.
So, after the day the birdkeeper died, Xia Zuo was locked up in a cell for twenty days for the first time. She was the first person in the history of Eastwood Lunatic Prison to make an exception and enter the library, but she no longer had the right to approach the Tower of Babel.
He withdrew all the favors and privileges that he had vaguely invested in them.
Ursula knew that human memories and emotions could be easily erased in an instant by external forces, but some habits were difficult to change, such as subconscious favoritism and indulgence.
The hidden meaning behind the prohibition of entering the library made her feel cold, but the young man's behavior of not minding their companionship just now ignited a tiny hope in her -
What if this subconscious favoritism and connivance has not disappeared so completely and still exists in the slightest?
But the result of the test was...
The black-haired girl's eyes suddenly turned red, and she couldn't hold it back any longer. Tears as big as beans flowed down her face like broken strings, and then froze into ice in an instant. Perhaps it was because she was in an icy environment, but even she, who was gifted with darkness, felt particularly cold.
She was sobbing and confused, not knowing how to dispel the sudden emotion, and could only let her vision blur. Before she summoned the tentacles, her vision became a series of blocks of color.
——Then, she felt that in contrast to the extremely cold temperature in the northern wilderness, a hand with some warmth was holding a handkerchief with specially painted patterns, and it slowly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes as if it didn't care about the dirt.
Ursula was startled and looked up.
The black-haired young man was bending slightly to wipe her tears, his eyes downcast, as if feeling a hint of confusion and trouble. Noticing her gaze, he opened his hand, and a red fruit suddenly appeared in his palm.
"Are you too hungry?"
The young man's voice was calm and gentle.
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Ben: I still don't understand why the warden would put food in the bag...
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