After Shi Deng woke up that day, he never showed any sign of vulnerability again, and never mentioned Shi Ge again, as if he had already forgotten him.

He brought Xiao Deng and Uncle Fu back to Yuanguang and took good care of them. Although he did not mention Brother Shi, his words sounded strange yet familiar, calm and indifferent.

Although the abyss has disappeared now, the polluted air it caused still lingers, causing the monsters to go berserk and the psychics to run around in exhaustion.

Shi Deng not only went out to encircle and kill the monsters himself, he also sent all of Yuan Guang's psychics out to encircle and suppress the mad monsters. Inside Yuan Guang, except for Uncle Fu and Xiao Deng, there were only a few water, fire, light, wood and earth psychics with weak attack power left.

The only mission of these psychics is to plant sunflowers at the back cliff of Abyss Light.

This is the only thing that seems unusual about the lamp.

The weather was getting colder, but he was almost harsh in his demands on his subordinates to grow a sea of ​​sunflowers in this weather.

·

Abyss light.

"Mr. Fu, the leader and his men are back."

The servant came in and reported hurriedly. Uncle Fu responded and ordered someone to bring the prepared meal.

During this period, Tokito has never rested, and has been hunting monsters tirelessly. It seems that his supernatural powers will never run out, and he has treated himself as a fighting machine.

When Shi Deng came in, he was still smelling the cold and bloody air from outside. He took off his coat and put it on a chair.

The small braids on both sides of his hair had not been braided for a long time, and he had always simply tied them up to facilitate fighting.

Yuan Ting and the other two finished their meals, picked up the rice in front of them and started eating.

The monsters I hunted recently are not far from Yuanguang, so it is more convenient to eat here.

Shi Deng glanced at the empty little chair next to him and frowned: "Where's Xiao Deng?"

Uncle Fu checked the time: "Not yet."

Shi Deng: “You’re not eating.”

As time went on, the boy seemed to have broken free from some kind of shackles. He grew taller, his features became more mature, and his pupils revealed many things that were hard to fathom.

He stood up and said, "Sister Le, you guys eat first, I'll go check on him."

Cen Le: "Okay, we finished our mission early today, you can take a rest."

Shi Deng picked up some of Xiao Deng's favorite food and put it on a plate, then told Uncle Fu to go eat and not to follow him, and left by herself.

Cen Le and the others looked at each other, all with worry in their eyes.

Since Shi Deng woke up, they had never seen him rest. It was as if someone had broken his bones and his muscles were pulling him up and growing. Even though he was still in pain, he had to stand up immediately.

Although everything seemed normal, they could all sense that Tokido had become a completely different person. His desire to protect those close to him was extremely strong.

It’s a good thing that Uncle Fu has superpowers. At most, Shi Deng relieved Uncle Fu of many tasks and forced him to rest more.

When fighting alongside them, Toko will lead the way in taking down the strongest Aliens, not caring much about his own injuries, but will become vaguely unable to control his emotions when they are injured.

These are okay, especially the small lights that have no offensive power.

Xiao Deng's room was moved right next to Shi Deng's bedroom. If there was any disturbance, several time chains that had been following Xiao Deng closely and protecting him in the dark would appear around him.

The clock light looked fine, but in fact it had a string tied to it and it might have broken at some point.

When Shideng's back disappeared in the winding corridor of the palace, Zhize sighed: "Shideng is a little stressed..."

Uncle Fu: “It’s inevitable.”

Yuan Ting whispered, "Do you want to follow and see?"

The atmosphere was somewhat silent.

Uncle Fu shook his head: "Let's eat first."

·

Shi Deng was holding the tray and getting closer and closer to Xiao Deng's bedroom.

The floor was covered with thick black and red carpet. Faint light shone through the tall windows and fell on it. There were wall lamps hanging on both sides of the walls.

Walking on the carpet, the sound of footsteps was reduced to almost inaudible.

There are no servants here, and Shi Deng does not allow anyone except Uncle Fu and a few others to get close to here.

When he reached the door, the indifference between Shi Deng's brows dissipated a little, and the hostility brought by the fighting was put away, and his eyes lowered with his usual look again.

He reached out his hand and gently pushed the door open.

Xiao Deng curled up safely in the quilt, his little face flushed, sleeping soundly.

Shi Deng's mouth curled up slightly, and just as he was about to go in, his fingers holding the door handle suddenly froze.

The heterochromatic eyes reflecting the sleeping child on the bed dilated with fear. Shi Deng's entire body was hidden in the light from the wall lamp, with half of his face hidden in the shadows. He did not move for a long time.

After a few breaths, Tokiden's fingertips began to tremble.

The plate fell onto the carpet without making any sound, and the snacks in the plate fell all over the floor.

Shi Deng lowered his head stiffly. The colorful fruits were like a bizarre kaleidoscope that made him feel dizzy. He couldn't help but cover his chest and suppressed his breathing uncomfortably.

For a long time...

I haven't been sick for a long time.

During this time, he was so absorbed in killing that he almost forgot that he was sick.

The onset of this illness, induced by murderous desire, was severe, and without medicine, the overwhelming fear instantly overwhelmed Tokido's sanity.

The child lying on the bed was very familiar to him, but now he felt extremely strange. Xiao Deng's body was replaced by a powerful monster that he could never defeat.

It wasn't a small lamp lying on the bed.

That's a monster.

It's a monster.

Tokito could barely control the violent murderous intent rising in his heart, and the supernatural power surging in his meridians was roaring—

Kill him.

Kill him...

His palm touched the soft and tender flesh. The boy walked to the bedside without knowing when, and pinched the child's neck, slowly tightening it little by little.

His eyes were filled with hatred, confusion, fear, and murderous intent.

Until the 'monster' he was strangling opened its eyes and slapped his arm in panic.

Xiao Deng couldn't breathe and could only struggle hard. A hoarse voice came out of his throat: "Time...Light..."

Shi Deng just said, "Where did you take Xiao Deng? Can you give him back to me?"

"I don't have Shi Ge anymore."

"Don't try to take him away again. He is still very young."

The young man was crying and begging in a low voice. His murderous intent was growing stronger, and he smiled humbly and ingratiatingly.

“Please…”

No one who saw this scene would not say "crazy".

Xiao Deng's silhouette became more and more transparent. After all, he was a semi-energy body and had no attacking ability, so he couldn't hold on for long.

He didn't know if he would disappear like Brother Shi if he died, and he didn't know what impact his death would have.

But he knew that if he really died at the hands of this disappointing future, when Shi Deng woke up, he would probably go crazy.

Damn...

How come he will be such a person in the future?

Xiao Deng rolled his eyes because of being pinched, but he felt that this was very consistent with his mood at the moment.

He stopped struggling and tried hard to survive, holding his breath.

Fortunately, he was young, and the first lesson he learned after entering Yuanguang was how to play dead.

The 'monster' in my hand gradually became motionless.

No breathing.

The monster is dead.

Shi Deng felt a surge of panic in his heart, he loosened his hand, and the 'monster' fell on the bed.

He found that his hands were shaking badly, and he heard countless laughter coming from all around. Shideng looked around and found countless shadows. Those shadows pointed at him and said:

You see, he killed the wrong person.

He killed real people, not monsters.

He, like us, killed the wrong person...

Hey, wrong killing...

The world turned upside down, Shi Deng smiled, and a drop of water dripped on the back of his trembling hand. He was dazed for a moment before he realized that they were his own tears.

Crying?

Why is he crying?

He killed monsters.

Shi Deng cleaned himself up bit by bit, and there was no abnormal expression on his face. He didn't dare to look at the monster he had killed on the bed. He suppressed the fear in his heart and walked out confidently.

He accidentally stepped on the snacks on the ground and ruined them, then calmly returned the same way.

Uncle Fu and Yuan Ting, who were still eating, heard a slight movement around the corner. Zhize put down his chopsticks, looked up and asked in surprise, "Time lamp?"

The young man in a white shirt stood at the corner of the corridor and looked at them with a smile.

Uncle Fu and the other three hadn't seen Shi Deng smile for a long time.

Uncle Fu's brows relaxed slightly, and he asked in a gentle voice, "Why are you back? Is Xiao Deng awake?"

The boy's eyes fell on him.

Uncle Fu suddenly felt something strange for no reason. Before he could think carefully, Shi Deng walked in.

He took another plate and said, "Well, I'll get him some more."

Shi Deng picked something at random and while no one was paying attention, sprinkled some of it into the food on the table.

He was afraid, but he couldn't suppress the curve of joy on the corners of his mouth.

These monsters in the guise of his friends are so abominable and disgusting. They are clearly not his friends, but they pretend to be so similar, yet he still sees through them.

Go to hell.

The boy showed no sign of displeasure as he walked away with the plate in his hand. His steps were even brisk and cheerful.

How could the people he wanted to protect be harmed or replaced by monsters?

After he left, Yuan Ting was about to pick up his chopsticks again, but Cen Le stopped him and shook his head silently.

Uncle Fu also noticed that something was wrong, but his intuition told him that it would be better not to follow.

He looked in the direction where the time light left, his brows furrowed, and he used a string to write a few words in the air: [Come with me to investigate surveillance.]

·

Shi Deng returned to his room.

But he found that things were far from that simple. The things in his room were all fake and had been replaced.

On the desk was the sunflower that Shi Ge gave him, and next to the sunflower was a glass jar filled with green stars.

His expression gradually turned cold. He walked over, stroked the vase and glass jar with sunflowers in them, and then threw them hard on the ground.

bang.

All broken into pieces.

The sunflowers that were carefully cared for and whose flowering period was retraced again and again were stepped on by the boy with an expressionless face, and the water that splashed on the ground was filled with the rotten and withered petals.

Green stars were scattered all over the ground.

The stars, woven from yellow spring reed leaves, always retain their tender green color and emit a faint light on the ground.

He picked up one, tore it apart and tore it into pieces, but before he could do anything, a tiny fragment floated up from the spread out reed leaves.

Then, the leaves began to vibrate, and a light rustling sound was heard, accompanied by the strange rhythm of the leaves' vibration, echoing slowly in the silent room.

Hidden in this star is a piece of music.

Song of Two Worlds.

The floating fragments looked familiar, and Time Lamp took a closer look and found that they were fragments of the time chain. He tapped them lightly, and a shrunken image appeared in the center of the reed leaf.

In the image, the moonlight is cool, and the young man is leaning against a tree, blowing the leaves, his deep and gentle gaze fixed on the window not far away.

That is...

In the desert of City F, he was seduced by Yuan and fell ill for the first time in front of Yuan Ting and the other two. He was rescued by Shi Ge who arrived in time.

He tested Shi Ge and asked to listen to the Two Worlds Song.

Shi Deng remembered that after he heard the Song of the Two Worlds that night, he slept particularly peacefully, as if the song was still ringing in his dreams.

It turns out that from Shi Ge's perspective, it is like this...

Are the stars filled with fragments of the time chain infused with Shi Ge's memories?

The time light didn't feel like it was fake.

He was almost immersed in it, but soon, a deeper fear engulfed him. The boy opened his eyes and suddenly his brain buzzed and his whole body became numb.

If it is true.

Then what he did just now... Xiao Deng's flushed face appeared in his mind, and he also smiled as he put poison into the food on the table.

The blood began to coagulate bit by bit, as if ice spikes were drilling into the pores.

Shi Deng shuddered.

No, that's a monster!

It's all fake! It's all fake!

The world around me is extremely false, but the two worlds in my palms are extremely real.

The young man fell to the ground in panic, his palm cut by the broken porcelain pieces on the ground.

His eyes fell on the medicine bottle beside the bed. He suppressed his instinct to escape and quickly crawled over. He poured the medicine into his palm while trembling and swallowed it with disgust.

He curled up into a ball, holding the reeds in his palms against his heart, and covered his ears with his free hands.

He took medicine.

Soon you won’t feel that way anymore.

He kills monsters.

Slowly, the boy clenched his teeth, trying not to make any fragile sound. He didn't know who he was begging in his heart.

He killed monsters...

It must be a monster.