Chapter 122 Chapter 122
Xia Meng tilted her head slightly and rested her chin on his shoulder.
There was a smile in his calm eyes.
I used to always hear him confess his feelings.
Li Zhou is a man who never hesitates to express his passionate love.
It was like this before and it is like this now.
He has lived his life again, and he has never changed.
That’s great.
She couldn't help but hug him even tighter, saying earnestly, "I should thank you."
"Thank you for believing in me so firmly from the beginning to the end."
"Thank you for coming to save me, for being with me... and for loving me."
“Thank you for allowing me to become who I am today.”
Li Zhou was slightly startled by the last sentence. He couldn't help but loosen his arms and looked down at her: "What?"
Xia Meng smiled without explaining.
It’s a long story.
Some mental journeys are so long ago that there is no need to elaborate on them.
She had once thought that she and Hermann were of the same kind.
If you live in the abyss for too long, sooner or later you will become like Hermann, a hideous, cursed monster.
Li Zhou was like a ray of light appearing in the abyss.
Remind her to look up.
Outside, the sky is high and the sea is vast, and all the things she likes are growing and full of vitality.
…
The missing memories finally returned, and then many things became different.
The perspective of looking at everything happening in front of me has also changed.
Many things require long-term consideration.
For example, whether they should go or stay.
It is to stay in this world of Vientiane and continue this new life.
Let's go back to reality and get back to the old track.
Half an hour later, the three of them sat back in the living room.
"Then let me express my opinion first," Luo Xunfei said, "No matter how wonderful this place is, it's ultimately an illusion."
Xia Meng looked at him silently.
Whether something is illusory or not is ultimately a difference of subjective ideology.
Luo Xunfei himself is a psychology researcher, so he should be very open-minded about this aspect.
Xia Meng: "Speak human language."
Luo Xunfei: "In order to wake you up these years, I've almost worn out my own trumpet. I'm applying to go back to my main account."
Li Zhou: “…”
Xia Meng: “…”
Human language is indeed easy to understand, simple and straightforward.
Xia Meng propped up her chin and smiled, "Okay, then go back. But I think I'm doing pretty well with my current account."
Luo Xunfei glanced at her and said, "You can stay if you want. Anyone who enters Vientiane can treat this place as the real world, live a normal life here, and experience birth, aging, sickness, and death normally. Especially for you, this is your world. To you, everything here is real."
Xia Meng noticed that he seemed to have something else to say.
“It’s true for me, but what about for everyone else?”
Luo Xunfei glanced at Li Zhou and said slowly, "That's not necessarily true for others. Wanxiang contains the spiritual energy of everyone. There's good, bad, kindness, evil, light, darkness... Of course, that's not quite accurate. To be more precise, it contains all the spiritual energy that went berserk when the disaster struck. This destined the world itself to be filled with dark, violent, negative energy, and all negative emotions are further amplified. If we use a mental landscape as an analogy, this place is probably filled with spiritual black spots."
Xia Meng raised her eyes.
Yes, she actually knew this.
Now that I think about it, the evil eyes that always appear in this world for no reason are actually a manifestation of negative energy similar to mental black spots.
This means that the world is destined to be unstable.
Moreover, as the so-called "mysterious disease" spreads, more and more Sentinels will be inexplicably trapped in their own mental pictures.
This shows that the world is becoming increasingly unstable.
Luo Xunfei: "Honestly, it's almost unheard of that Wanxiang could contain such a large amount of negative energy at once. Even the S-level guide who possessed Wanxiang in history could only accommodate about 100,000 people at most. And you have it here, almost a thousand times, ten thousand times. I don't know how you did it. More importantly, even with only 100,000 people back then, the scene in Wanxiang was no different from purgatory. Before I came in, I was already prepared to die..."
As he spoke, he looked at Xia Meng with emotion: "...I didn't expect that the scene here would be like this."
It is almost the same as reality.
She is the master of all things, which means that this place will be greatly influenced by her will.
Her will is the original appearance of this world.
It is absolutely impossible to do this without an equal, kind and free heart towards the world and all human beings.
Xia Meng pondered: "It seems that this world of Vientiane can't hold on for much longer."
Li Zhou nodded. "Indeed, the Demon Eye's disasters are frequent. In the past, we only had to clear them out once a year. But starting this year, the appearance of the Demon Eye has been detected in at least three locations around the world."
Luo Xunfei: "There are also 'strange diseases'. According to the global Black Tower records, there have been 78 cases this year. And they are increasing exponentially."
It seems that the countdown to disaster has started again.
Li Zhou didn't know much about Vientiane. He turned to Xia Meng and asked, "What would happen if Vientiane collapsed? Would the world collapse, or even disappear?"
Xia Meng nodded: "If we hadn't gotten out before the collapse, we would probably have been stuck here forever."
To be completely annihilated in the universe means that it is impossible to return to reality.
Xia Meng and Li Zhou looked at each other.
Xia Meng suddenly reached out, tapped her fingers on the phone on the table, and asked, "What do you think?"
Real-time voice is now enabled on the phone's interface.
On the other side of the voice, there are several people connected.
Wang Xiangyi, Zhou Qi.
Xia Meng asked, "Old Wang, Director Zhou, what do you two think?"
The air was quiet for a moment.
The two people on the other end of the line obviously hadn't fully digested this fact.
If Lao Wang hadn't been afraid of interrupting Xia Meng and the others, he would have definitely thrown out a lot of questions without hesitation.
What do you mean this is just an imaginary world?
What does it mean that the reality they live in is not reality?
What do they mean by losing their real memory?
Luo Xunfei never used backtracking on them.
They have no memory.
All the knowledge comes from the simple explanation given by Xia Meng and the other two just now.
Xia Meng continued, "I plan to send Luo Xunfei out first. If you trust me, I can also send you out first. I promise that you will wake up safely in reality."
On the other end of the voice line, Wang Xiangyi didn't say anything.
Zhou Qi spoke first: "What about you?"
Xia Meng glanced at Li Zhou and said, "Li Zhou and I plan to stay and do what we can."
Zhou Qi asked: "Is there anything I can help you with?"
Xia Meng thought about it.
Li Zhou had said before that he would accompany her to rescue all the Sentinels on the verge of going berserk, even if it took ten or a hundred years.
It seems that there is not much time left at the moment.
They can't see the end of the countdown, it could be ten years, or it could be ten days.
No one knows how much longer Vientiane can hold out.
Even she herself was not sure.
What if they couldn't get out during the collapse?
If they want to leave here safely, she, the master of all things, must personally send them away.
Xia Meng explained the possible risks of staying and then asked, "Are you sure you want to stay and help us?"
Zhou Qi chuckled and said, "I should do my job. I'm the director of the Security Center now, so this is my job. Besides, does it matter whether this is Vientiane or reality? We should save the people who need it."
Xia Meng turned around and asked, "Lao Wang, what about you?"
She said gently, "Don't feel burdened. Just leave when you need to."
After several seconds, Wang Xiangyi's voice came.
He said with a hint of dissatisfaction, "Let me go? Who do you think I am? I just went to look up Wanxiang's information. Have you thought of a way to save him? If not, why not listen to my advice?"
Good job.
While they were still discussing whether to leave or not, Lao Wang had already started thinking about how to solve the current dilemma.
Xia Meng couldn't help but smile: "As expected of you, Master."
Wang Xiangyi snorted: "You know how to call me Master now?"
Xia Meng: "Hehe."
Luo Xunfei tutted, "If you do this, doesn't it make me look particularly heartless?"
Xia Meng smiled and looked up. In fact, she knew why Luo Xunfei had to go back: "We are still waiting for you to go back and open a big account."
They are everywhere in the universe, and in reality someone is needed to arrange everything and support them.
This person must be a member of the Black Tower's management, must have a certain appeal among the Sentinelese, and must also be in a position to communicate and collaborate with the military.
At the same time, this person must be familiar with the rules of Vientiane, familiar with her and Li Zhou, and more importantly, he must be familiar with Hermann and Lorenzo's style and purpose of doing things.
In short, she needs someone who can actually provide for them.
She had previously thought that this person might be Wang Xiangyi.
After all, in reality, Wang Xiangyi is the captain of the seventh team of the Special Service Center and the leader of the special operations team.
In wartime, Wang Xiangyi's identity makes it easier for him to gain the right to speak.
Of course, Luo Xunfei is also a good choice.
The deputy director of the laboratory department is not a high position, but Luo Xunfei himself is very famous in the Beijing Tower. As the only person in the country with the ability to recall past events, he is equivalent to a business card of the Beijing Tower.
Thus, the candidates who would return were finalized.
Luo Xunfei went back alone first.
Responsible for helping them take care of everything over there.
Wang Xiangyi and Zhou Qi decided to stay.
Help Xia Meng and Li Zhou and do your part.
Xia Meng said, "Master, tell me, do you have any specific ideas?"
Wang Xiangyi said: "There is nothing specific, but there is a general direction."
Xia Meng: "What is it?"
Wang Xiangyi: "Two options. Either, you can gather as many guides as possible through the Black Tower, and then I'll teach them the Mark. The Mark can help the guides quickly control the alienated sentinels. Then, based on your guide element, you can have the pharmaceutical factory re-produce the guide element. One injection will basically cure the disease."
Before Xia Meng could speak, Zhou Qi had already rejected the proposal.
"It's not very feasible. First, according to Black Tower's management logic, all major actions must be approved by headquarters. Convening, training, and managing, no matter the step, is likely to escape the eyes of Lorenzo and Hermann. Secondly, the same goes for the pharmaceutical factory. Who can guarantee that Hermann's people haven't infiltrated the factory? If even one link in the mass production process is contaminated, all our efforts will be wasted."
Wang Xiangyi said, "Then there is only one last option."
Zhou Qi: "What?"
Wang Xiangyi: "Take a big gamble and transform the universe itself into a huge spiritual landscape."
Zhou Qi: "Wait... you mean, all sentinels enter the same mental picture at the same time?"
Wang Xiangyi: “That’s right.”
Zhou Qi: “…”
Isn’t that... a Shura field with a population of 100 million?
The difficulty must have soared to the cosmic level, right?
Think about the food poisoning incident at Beijing North High School. The scale of the incident involving hundreds of people was already exhausting.
One hundred million people...
Zhou Qi couldn't help but curse, "Fuck, are you thinking this is raising a Gu? Throw everyone in there and see how many come out alive?"
Wang Xiangyi: "Xiao Xia, what do you think?"
Xia Meng supported her chin and raised her eyes.
"I have a more direct way—"
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