In the ancient sky city, Ning Feng asked softly:
"Or rather, who am I?"
Why do I feel so familiar with this place?
Why do I feel like I belong here?
Ning Feng had actually been thinking about these kinds of questions all along.
Ning Feng wasn't the kind of slow-witted creature who would only realize something was wrong when told; he had known for a long time that something was amiss with him.
I've always known that.
He chose not to investigate further because he didn't care at the time and could put it aside for the time being.
More importantly, he lacked the strength at that time to investigate the truth behind it.
This is not a world where you can freely explore the unknown; there are too many things that, simply by knowing them, can lead to pollution.
Gods are the most famous type, and Ning Feng has a hunch that his secret might be related to those guys.
So, is he ready now?
not necessarily.
Ning Feng's strength has improved significantly compared to the past, and he has experienced many things, but he is not 100% confident that he can resist.
But Ning Feng could not wait any longer.
The situation has changed, and he can no longer continue to turn a blind eye.
The gods will return.
Unlike other humans who are only being told now or are still kept in the dark, he had known about this for a long time, but never as clearly and confidently as he did now.
Even now, Ning Feng can still clearly feel their gaze.
In the brief half-minute that followed, he was remembered by the gods.
Moreover, there are more than one, at least five.
They looked at him with malicious eyes, as if trying to see through everything about him.
It felt like a thorn in my side.
Those cold, malicious gazes were like invisible hands, gradually gripping Ning Feng's throat, making it hard for him to breathe.
But it's not all bad; there's also an advantage.
As they remembered Ning Feng, Ning Feng also remembered their scent.
Although he didn't know if it would be useful, he hoped that if Ning Feng saw them again in the future, he would be able to accurately recognize them.
Then, in order to avoid being trampled to death the moment he recognizes the other person, Ning Feng is now preparing to make some more preparations.
So now, in the same city of watchfulness, facing the same people.
Ning Feng asked again:
"who I am?"
The last time a stargazer asked him this question was when he was stargazing.
The answer at that time was:
"I am me, and I can only be me... nothing more."
Whether facing stargazers or Cecilia, Ning Feng never hesitated to directly express his indifference to the "past".
He has always been himself, not the person they want to see.
Whatever that means, whatever illustrious or great status that "he" may have.
He doesn't care.
But now he has to seek answers from stargazers.
Who am I, really?
What is his or her identity?
What role did it play in this farce led by the gods?
Do you want to ask me for answers?
Faced with Ning Feng's calm question, "Chu Yu" remained calm and nodded as if unsurprised.
"Indeed, I do know some secrets that you're hoping to obtain."
"Regarding your 'past,' and the special things about you, I can guess a little bit..."
She paused, then gently sat down on the steps of the pool and asked:
"But do you really want me to tell you directly?"
The entity occupying Chu Yu's body gazed calmly at Ning Feng and asked again:
Have you really thought through what this means?
What does it mean?
"If I told you, you might be able to get through this difficult time sooner, but it's also possible... you'll never know the truth."
"That truth that you've been chasing."
The truth that I have been pursuing.
"……the truth."
I don't care.
At first, Ning Feng really wanted to say those words directly, but he quickly realized his own feelings.
No, he cares, he cares a lot.
"Tsk."
Damn it.
That feeling again!
The feeling of unease, like a fishbone stuck in my throat, was as if something was binding me from the shadows behind me.
We can't ask any more questions.
That sound is in my ears again.
Ariana wasn't there; Cecilia was with her. No one was whispering in her ear, and no one else was affecting her mind.
That was Ning Feng's own voice, softly persuading him.
If you don't want to truly regret it.
For a fleeting moment, Ning Feng really wanted to shout and then recklessly demand that the stargazer tell him everything.
But in the end, Ning Feng restrained his impulse. He was not a slave to his emotions and should not let his impulses control his thoughts.
Swallowing his impulse, Ning Feng suddenly frowned slightly and squinted at the girl sitting by the pool.
The scene before my eyes was doubled, as if a similar figure had sat in the same spot before.
This scene was intriguing, but what truly made Ning Feng frown was not this.
Rather, it's because the other person, from some point in time, has lost the already faint human touch they possessed.
"I can tell you without reservation, if you're willing."
For some reason, Ning Feng felt that there was a faint sadness, and... expectation, in the other person's voice when they said those words.
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