Chapter 78 (Catching Bugs)
Shen Jian did not answer the silver-haired leader. He stood up from the sofa holding the ring, crossed the virtual screen expressionlessly, and stopped beside Him.
The god uttered a cold and clear question. Shen Jian glanced at him, threw a pile of documents that he had prepared long ago at him, turned around and left coldly.
The silver-haired leader picked up the document and took a look at it, only to discover that an ugly turtle had been drawn on it at some point.
God: "...childish."
Shen Jian closed the door of the lounge, leaned against it, and silently lowered his head to observe the ring in his hand for a while. In a physical sense, Solomon is Yun's external brain and cannot be counted as Yun himself. This ring is loaded with Yun's core data, but Solomon still exists in Shen Jian's leader's room in the source world.
He had a lot of questions to ask Yun, but now, he needed to solve some problems first… Shen Jian shifted his gaze to Shen An, who was standing far in the middle of the room.
The people in this world, Shen An and Wu Yan Tower, are much older than those in Shen Jian's world, and are much more gentle than them. Until now, they still make Shen Jian feel a kind of tolerance from the lower level that does not cross the line.
The leader of the other world paused for a moment, then slowly said, "Long time no see."
Shen Jian said, "Maybe you have something to say to me."
Chen An smiled softly, his fluffy chestnut hair curled and fell on the side of his neck. He clasped his hands on his abdomen, and looked at Chen Jian with a soft and gentle look, as if he had noticed that everything was settled and came to congratulate him.
"Yes, Your Majesty, can we go to the Ark to talk?" He paused for a moment, "I know that you are about to return to the source world."
Shen An did not need an answer from his superiors. He said calmly, "What is your plan now? Of course, we have no intention of prying into your thoughts. The two people in the living room and the blocked space have the qualifications, but we do not."
Shen An took a step back and leaned forward slightly to make way for the exit of the leader's room.
Shen An was aware of the existence of that god.
Shen Jian realized it without much surprise. He rubbed the ring, activated it, and put it on his hand. The cloud data startup needed to be preheated, and the distance across several light years extended the time to about fifteen minutes.
In the past, it took fifteen minutes to walk from the leader's room to the Spark Laboratory. Now, it only takes fifteen minutes to walk from the leader's room to the Ark.
The leader’s shoulders were once again covered with a cloak symbolizing power. Shen An released his hand that was smoothing out the wrinkles, took a step back, and calmly watched Shen Jian step out of the leader’s room.
And Shen Jian’s answer to his previous question was unclear... at least not until Shen An and the others confessed.
From the moment Chen Jian came to this world, he had doubted himself and his leader, but he had never doubted any of the subordinates of the Wuyan Tower.
If even the Wuyan Tower itself betrayed the dead leader, then everything would be meaningless, and Shen Jian would abandon this world without hesitation.
Shen Jian did not look back, "As far as I know, not to mention the Wuyan Tower, there has never been a precedent of collective betrayal in an organization."
Shen An, who was following behind him, smiled and said, "Yes, little Majesty, never. They are hidden in the Ark... You may be able to guess what the real purpose of the Ark is... This is what the master told me."
"Wu Yan Tower... All Wu Yan Towers, even if they become pitiful puppies, will stay in Shen Jian's house and won't leave, little majesty."
Shen Jian ignored Shen An's mutterings about who he was loyal to, and his thoughts paused on a word for a long time.
gentlemen.
For the first time, this metaphorical word clearly pointed to the person who had been sentenced to death since his appearance. The person who should not have left a mark in anyone's heart, just like Mo Yi who disappeared silently before he had time to immerse himself in the years of Shen Jian and leave a mark.
For the first time, his subordinates called out this name clearly.
Shen Jian did not answer and stopped. He closed his eyes silently, allowing some negative emotions that had begun to take shape to linger in his heart.
At this time, Chen An finally faced the leader who had avoided him many times. To a certain extent, this represented the entanglement with that god. There were no more Wu Yan Towers in this world than leaders.
In fact, Shen Jian had thought about this possibility many times.
The chestnut-haired subordinate did not urge him, but just stood there quietly, his smile changing from gentle to helpless, "Your Majesty."
Shen Jian looked at the plain outside the corridor where the storm had disappeared. Everything there had already begun its journey, and the safe zone was being established. The man who had initially pushed the child into the air-raid shelter had a little girl sitting on his arm, and his son was carrying a bag of construction materials in the distance, smiling happily.
This is false because the collapse is still ongoing.
But if he gives up now and continues, then everything will become a real falsehood.
The leader retracted his gaze, his expression calm, "Let's go."
He already knew what he should do with the 709th miracle.
.
The Ark is still the most beautiful part of this world. If there were still miscellaneous awards now, Shen Jian would probably give the World Garden Award to the library, which has nothing to do with gardens.
Shen Jian curled up in the sofa that was warmed by the sun, holding a book in his hands.
The sound of gurgling water came from the side. Shen An put the teacup next to Shen Jian's hand, then lowered his eyes and leaned forward gently.
The sunlight was scattered inside, and the rising furry balls were bouncing. The giant cylindrical bookshelf surrounding the two of them was glowing with bright tree colors, and the colorful books were lying safely inside.
He smiled and introduced to Shen Jian, "Greetings, leader of the other world. I am the novice guide left for you by the master, and I am your Shen An's counterpart in this world."
And Shen Jian didn't look surprised at all.
The answer that he had come up with in his heart in the corridor finally came to light: the interference with the silver-haired leader must have begun long ago in this world's Tower of Annihilation.
The leader patted the book that had been flipped through in a short period of time, expressionless, "You're telling me about the novice guide now?"
Shen An maintained his bent posture, "I don't quite agree with it, but sir called the previous period the novice period..."
If the god who traveled through the other world did not show up, then there was no need for Shen An to be exposed.
Here, the Ark, will still be a lighthouse that wanders forever after the destruction of the universe, relying on quantum feedback to absorb external energy, drifting in a possible second universe, devouring the next civilization or being devoured, becoming the next civilization or invading the next civilization with countless knowledge.
Chen An had no idea what the three decision-makers had in mind when they made this decision... This tiny bit of hope, with the survival probability that was decreasing all the time according to data calculations, drifted into space billions of light years away.
And will the next civilization that this Ark encounters learn that this tower carries at least six trillion dead lives?
Shen An stopped to think, and saw Shen Jian raised his hand from the corner of his eye, so he slowly straightened up.
He paused, then calmly recounted the memories that had been implanted directly into his brain by the leader via a memory chip.
"Did you have a dream?" he asked.
Shen Jian hummed.
"This is the 709th cycle for me. I must have set up a program in my body that will be activated at a fixed time. I have had this dream twice." The leader's gaze fell on the lavender petals climbing up in the distance.
Shen Jian recalled the second dream, the Spark Laboratory Cabin.
He stood behind his other self, Shen An stood in front, and that other self looked back at him.
Shen Jian was now deeply aware of what he was looking at.
It depends on the final survival of mankind, on his ending, on whether he can... with a little bit of luck, realize what kind of trap he has laid, whether he can complete the game, find the god who looks down on others, and get the key to advance to the next game.
If you fail in one step, you lose the whole game.
Shen Jian felt that he was still lucky.
He did not wait for the second miracle to happen, and he did not wake up.
But, he met the leader who had trapped himself in the abyss and sat surrounded by scarlet curtains.
The leader traveled through countless worlds and met the planner who ascended to become a god.
In a place that even Chen Jian could not have calculated at the beginning, the shitty gears of fate were spinning, hanging silk and picking lines, arranging chess pieces to meet the conditions for the start of the game.
This chessboard was finally swept up by the waves of fate and placed on Chen Jian's table.
“At the beginning, you not only contacted the dead leader, but also contacted Him.” Shen An said.
A god, a briefly lucid human, and a leader who defined himself as a torchbearer and was determined to die, jointly developed a plan with countless layers of insurance. The god named it S-0001, downgraded the original mission with this name, and placed this plan at his core.
That is, the so-called "third option" that Chen Jian needs to find by himself.
The climbing vines are well-growthed, purple, then light blue, then a darker gouache, and they are the biggest contributors to making the library look like a botanical garden, but obviously the emerald green pines at the base of the library also have a place.
The furry little cat and dog rubbed against Shen Jian's hand and rubbed Shen Jian with their soft ears and tails.
The leader of the other world lowered his head in silence and gently stroked the white ball that was less than half the size of his palm with his fingers.
Who would have thought that the first furry creature he touched was actually a soft ball.
“Come to think of it, clouds can also change into this form.” Shen Jian said calmly.
Shen An, who couldn't keep up with his thoughts, smiled almightyly, "It seems so?"
Shen Jian laughed dryly.
Leader... Jörmungandr told Shen Jian that even if he did not take action, the world would gradually decline. Behind the decline was Solomon who activated the time machine. However, after Shen Jian sorted out this story, the most important part seemed to be cut off, and his consciousness suddenly fell from the void. A strange feeling that he could not adapt to almost drowned him.
"Shen An."
The young leader's expression was calm, and no one could tell that he was going through the most chaotic thinking yet.
"...Yes, your Majesty?" Shen An asked softly, taking a sip of tea to moisten his throat in confusion.
Shen Jian remembered.
The biggest problem.
"Shen An. The same world cannot accommodate a second identical consciousness." Shen Jian said.
"Of course, your majesty, this is normal. Isn't this why you chose to be...well, your own child?" Shen An couldn't help but put on a smile.
Shen Jian turned his head and looked at Shen An for a while.
Until Shen An's smile disappeared and he realized something was wrong.
He heard Shen Jian say, “This is not normal.”
Shen Jian made a hypothesis, "How would I know that the same world would collapse if it accommodated two identical souls? Impossible. As long as there is no time loop, there will be no problem if countless isotopes descend into the world."
"Who implanted this 'common sense' into our minds?"
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