...But his wish seemed to have never come true.
“…We have never had freedom.”
My finger was pointed at his fingertips, and as long as he showed any sign of pressing "enter", my words would stop him immediately.
He looked at me.
There was deep sadness in his eyes.
"...Mingyue. That day I told you that I wanted a pair of trousers. Can you let me have this pair of 'trousers'?"
"Reasons." I needed him to convince me.
"After Jiuyou is abandoned, many areas will not be included in the protection of the Utopia, so a part of the Utopia will be separated. I will give this part to you, and you can go anywhere with the Utopia. You can protect wherever you want, and you are free."
“…”
"With the protection of the ideal country, you can write the Rule Book with peace of mind, right? You will write it sooner or later."
“…”
"With the protection of the Utopia, it will be easy for you to cultivate the body of the Old God. You don't need Jiuyou, you can create a spare body of the Old God yourself. After a thousand years, you can personally guide the Old God, and you can even create a natural novice village for Him. This must be much better than Him being born into the world without knowing anything."
“…”
"Compared to Jiuyou, I believe in your power more, Mingyue."
I know he is just talking nonsense.
I understand how he feels.
Watching generation after generation die tragically for some incidental tasks... Even someone as indifferent as me would have some resistance. If the ark of civilization had to sail on the corpses of children, he was unwilling to raise the sail.
So under my gaze, his fingertips pressed down.
Enter.
With a click, as if fate had turned in a more profound direction, I felt myself at an unknown crossroads.
At this moment, the black fog was less than five meters away from us.
…
“Drip—drip—drip—”
Brilliant blue-purple light flowed from the pipes, like blood vessels transporting venous and arterial blood. I closed my eyes and walked forward step by step amid the buzzing sound, with a hot wind blowing in my ears.
Jiuyou was abandoned.
All this happened just because of the selfishness of a researcher, just as an empire was destroyed just because of a horseshoe.
...Will we become a horseshoe in this thousand-year layout?
I don't know if this is the right thing to do, but I can't see where the other fate would lead, a bloodier, colder, more refined path.
Xia Jiawen placed the disassembled Utopia in my hand - a small cross necklace.
"What a unique shape. We are anti-God, but the ideal country is in the shape of a cross." I hung it around my neck.
"The shape is not important. Its essence is an energy barrier that can prevent God from interfering and spying on it," said Xia Jiawen.
I took off my white coat and threw it into the black fog - now I was free and no longer needed it.
"Mingyue, how do you want to live your life from now on?" he asked.
"I will find a place to establish the ideal country. From now on, not only in the underworld, but also in another corner of the world, there will be a small ideal country." I said.
"Good."
"And you?"
"I'm supposed to be traveling around, trying to save the kids on the ground."
"If you are tired, come to my utopia. No matter how old you are, no matter how many reincarnations you have."
"...Okay, it's a deal."
"Whatever you want to do, you can be a teacher. I can build a school in my ideal country and continue to celebrate the Peace Festival."
"……good."
We promised. His originally gloomy expression brightened up.
I pushed him into the transmission device, went downstairs again, found Lu Shu who was fighting the black fog alone, and pushed Lu Shu in as well. Fortunately, this device was large in size.
The teleporting white light started, and I stood in the gradually shrinking black fog, looking into Xia Jiawen's eyes through the glass.
He kissed the morning glory in his hand, and tears finally fell from his eyes.
I suddenly remembered...this flower was the one he gave to Lin Yawen last night.
Maybe she gave it back to him when they said goodbye today.
I remember one of the flower's meanings.
Love that lasts till death.
…
When I was going downstairs, I suddenly saw a figure.
He was a black-haired young man with a confused look on his face.
There was no one left alive in Jiuyou, and I recognized who he was.
"Hello." He turned his head to look at me: "I am the backup body of the old god."
"Which generation are you from?" I asked.
Over the years, the bodies of the old gods have been replaced one after another, and each batch is closer to the old gods in history. Looking at the appearance of this young man, he is almost no different from the old gods.
"I'm number 3030," he replied calmly.
...Really? There are already 3030 of them so quickly. It seems that the update and replacement is very fast.
I passed him without stopping.
He said: "The training program has stalled, and I am the last 'Old God'. Do you have anything to say to me?"
After I leave Jiuyou, Jiuyou will be sealed. If this 3030 Su Mingan had not died in the black fog, he would have stayed here for a thousand years. It is difficult for a human soul to have such a long lifespan. In the end, he might go crazy, or give up all his memories to maintain his sanity. When I see him again a thousand years later, he will definitely not recognize me.
So I have nothing to say to him.
But at this moment I briefly regained my thoughts. Li Mingyue wouldn't say anything, but Su Mingan would.
So I said, “…be yourself.”
These are the only words I have for him.
Be yourself, 3030.
We have stopped all planning for Jiuyou. You can do whatever you want. It's very big, with all kinds of entertainment facilities, and you have a thousand years of free time.
You are free and it's okay to run away.
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