Chapter 122
When Xia Zuo said this, it was simply out of enthusiasm and his particularly familiar personality.
But now, returning to this familiar scene again, Xia Zuo subconsciously looked at those eyes.
When they first met, the black-haired boy seemed to have a childish curiosity about him, but also a touch of unfamiliar politeness and a natural coldness. He wanted him to call him "Crest", but Xia Zuo just called him "Cesare".
He didn't care at that time, but now he clearly saw that the black-haired boy raised his eyebrows in shock when he heard the name, with a look of surprise and helplessness flashing across his face.
Xia Zuo clearly wanted to laugh, but for some reason, he felt his eyes starting to feel sore again.
Caesar never considered hiding his last name. He didn't directly reveal some unspeakable secrets, but he silently left enough clues.
He would die with a smile, would point a gun at his temple. He looked as if he had given up all hope on his fate and life, yet he was still silently calling for help.
Cézar Crest had been "reformed" and "cultivated" since childhood, unconcerned with what lay ahead, or even life or death. But after making friends, he began to harbor a desire to continue living as a "human."
"Time: 22:45:25, September 23, 1797, Federal Calendar, Number of Impacts: 1, Influence: Strong"
"Time of stay: 30 minutes"
When Xia Zuo heard the words "thirty minutes", his breathing became slightly heavier.
He knew that time was a divine authority, and that he was fortunate to be able to drive it successfully. It was impossible for him to daydream about "starting over again."
All he can do is try his best to change everything - what if even a tiny change can create a huge wave?
Xia Zuo Kaili, who lived further in the past, couldn't withstand the overlapping of time. Only after waking from his coma and gradually growing stronger could he be temporarily "destined" by the artifact Book of Time. However, as his own power from the future was exhausted and he was rejected by the timeline, his chances of success would only decrease.
At the beginning, revealing everything was even more impossible. At that time, Caesar had no desire to live - no desire to live as a "human". He had nothing that could serve as a shackle, to pull him back from the edge of the cliff.
Xi Ze knew his fate. Xia Zuo was well aware of this. Telling him about the future, in Xi Ze's view, was probably just a repetition of the "mission" he had been told countless times.
So... this will be his battle alone.
He doesn't have many opportunities and time.
But he really missed his best friend whom he hadn't talked to for a long time...
Xia Zuo struggled to control his body, revealing a smile uglier than crying. He made his first change from history and said:
"...You looked a little surprised when I called your name, Caesar... Caesar."
Hearing his words, the black-haired boy blinked in surprise, as if puzzled by his disjointed behavior. Since this was a question that didn't need to be concealed, he simply lowered his eyes slightly and said in a relaxed tone without any concealment:
"Maybe I haven't been called by many people by my name before...so I didn't react at all. I didn't expect to be noticed."
Xia Zuo was stunned.
Then the chest suddenly tightened and began to feel suffocated.
He remembered a lot of things, including what Caesar had said, "My family is not in this world," and the information Ursula had revealed expressionlessly, "Cesar was sent out of Eastwood when he was just born."
He probably had never seen his family since he could remember, and probably no one had ever called him "Cesare".
Even Ben would only call him "Lord Crest".
"Someone's already escaped. Let's take advantage of the chaos and leave this prison, Caesar." Xia Zuo took a deep breath and tried to adjust his expression. "I'm a good fighter. I'll lead the way. You just need to slowly make your way to the gate. Then... we'll separate."
"I'll help you draw attention and attract fire. You just follow me quietly. If you get in danger, just call me and I'll come and save you!"
After a pause, Xia Zuo quickly pressed the black-haired boy's shoulders and used a healing technique: "This is my talent. You may be injured. I smell blood."
The brown-haired boy hid his face in the darkness.
"But if you're in danger... I won't save you."
After doing all this, he withdrew his hand, stood up, and walked out quickly without any reluctance.
However, just as he tore open the cell door like he had long ago and was about to step out, a very calm voice suddenly came from behind him:
"Xia Zuo Kaili, you... know me?"
The brown-haired boy's back stiffened slightly.
The author has something to say:
Facts have proved that no matter what time period, Xia Zuo can never beat Xi Ze (lights a cigarette)
At this moment, Xi Ze: Save and load the game? Go back in time? Possess another body? ... (some examples)
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