prynovel Chapter 1536: Final Chapter: Sea Chapter [27] "BE30: The Garden of Forking Paths"
Chapter 1536: Final Chapter: Sea Chapter [27] "BE30: The Garden of Forking Paths"
Chapter 1536: Final Chapter: Sea Chapter [27]: "BE30: The Garden of Forking Paths"
Under the World Tree.
A snow-white figure sits under the layers of crystal branches and leaves, a round table stands, the aroma of tea lingers, and a sugar cube is pinched between her fingertips.
"Clap."
The sugar cube fell into the black tea, creating ripples that gradually melted like snow.
Suddenly, the figure stood up from the chair, took a few steps back, and moved away from the round table and the black tea, like a frightened animal, subconsciously moving away from the things that frightened him.
……Why?
Why does this attitude appear?
After Su Mingan regained consciousness from the Creator Conference, he saw himself sitting at a round table, adding sugar cubes to his black tea. This action did not come from his self-consciousness at all, as if he sat down naturally.
With a "bang", he knocked the round table away with one tentacle, the porcelain cup broke, and the sugar cube melted. He looked at the hundreds of branches and leaves on his back and the glittering World Tree behind him, and suddenly realized something.
"Symbiosis".
He did not dominate the World Tree, but shared life with it. Therefore, he had the right to manipulate the World Tree's behavior, and the World Tree also had the right to manipulate his behavior. His action of drinking tea just now was obviously done by the World Tree's consciousness - it wanted to do this.
He stared at the broken round table and the porcelain cup for a long time, and only when he was sure that he could no longer sit on them did he slowly calm his breathing.
Noel Akinni's memory is very simple. As the leader of the Strawberry Alliance, she has completed the Disciple Game all the way, and there is nothing special about it. The only thing worth noting is that at the beginning of the memory, there is a pair of green eyes full of sadness, and the shadow covers the face. I don't know who it is.
Su Mingan closed his eyes and mobilized his consciousness.
The roots of the World Tree spread to every corner of Luowasha, and he wanted these roots to condense his form. In this way, even if he was in the center of the World Tree, it was equivalent to walking through every corner of Luowasha.
The goal, of course, is to
……
Tavern.
Su Liujin rushed into the tavern in the red rain.
Most of the friends who came along the way were killed by Bai Qiu's silver-armored knights, leaving only a few survivors, lying in the tavern.
"Kasa! Kasa?" Su Liujin shook their bodies.
"Cressy!"
"Lysander, are you okay?"
Dead silence.
The golden wine glass fell on the bar, the inferior meat on the table remained untouched, and the world was so quiet that it seemed to be still. Every unconscious person could be robbed of his soul by the god of death at any time.
Su Liujin stood between the prostrate bodies, picked up a knife, and cut his arm. From the elbow to the shoulder, he drew lines on his arm with a black pen, marking numbers like "Monday", "Tuesday", and "Wednesday". Today was Saturday, and Su Liujin stopped the knife on the black line marked "Saturday" and cut it, digging out a large piece of bloody flesh.
He held the piece of meat between the black line of "Saturday" and "Sunday", cut it into thirteen pieces, and forcefully stuffed them into the mouths of each unconscious person with extremely skilled movements.
A young face of about fifteen or sixteen years old watched people swallow the meat without any expression. They licked, chewed and swallowed the meat subconsciously, as if they had experienced it countless times.
Under the dim lights of the pub and in the air filled with the smell of strong liquor, people slowly opened their eyes and their faces gradually turned red.
"Is everyone here?" Su Liujin looked around.
A woman with long olive-colored hair wiped her mouth and said in a deep voice, "Everyone is here, except... Shi Ying and Qi Zhou are missing. Hui Bai went to attend the Creator Conference."
"I'll go find Qi Zhou." Su Liujin made a prompt decision.
He walked a few steps outside, but a man was blocking the door of the tavern.
The man's name was Si Nian. Under his wine-red hair was a face full of wildness and scars. He was tall and muscular. With just a slight push, Su Liujin took two steps back.
"You can't leave."
It was so dangerous outside now. If it weren't for Su Liujin's flesh and blood, they didn't know how long they would have been unconscious. Su Liujin's existence was proof of their sense of security. How could they let him run away alone?
Anyway, Qi Zhou, although smart, has a rebellious temperament and few people in the team like him. How can he let the leader take risks for him?
Su Liujin touched his chest and felt his violent heartbeat - when he was a child, in order to save Hui Bai and Qi Zhou, he gave his heart to the two of them.
His experience in the 0th Disciple Game was not as wonderful as Su Mingan had imagined. It was impossible for people to work for him unconditionally as long as he gave them his flesh and blood. It was only because he was the "Great Emperor" and claimed to be blessed by the gods that he did not become a piece of food without any resistance.
But even so, the lack of power still made his every step difficult. In a group, if the leader does not have absolute repressive power, his personal charm can certainly support it for a while, but when faced with real interests, it is just a dam that can collapse at any time.
At this moment, the shadow at the door faded slightly.
A young man with a low golden ponytail came over, pushed Si Nian away with one hand, and looked at Su Liujin.
"Go ahead." Hui Bai's voice was calm.
——The leader has two people who absolutely help him and will not change their positions due to any conflict of interest, so as to prevent the group from falling apart.
As for the leader's rescue in his childhood, whether it was out of sincerity or to win people's hearts, whether he was a purely innocent Jellyfish Emperor or a scheming person, perhaps it is an unsolved mystery.
Su Liujin left the tavern and ran all the way to the hillside.
Under the red rain, he saw a figure.
The purple-haired young man stood on the hillside and yelled at the top of his lungs:
“Ha, ha ha ha – why! Why!”
"As expected - as expected nothing will change! As expected nothing can be resisted! Si Que - I hate you!!"
"I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!!!"
Su Liujin walked up the hillside and saw Qi Zhou holding a blood-stained wreath in his hand.
……
"despair."
slums.
The narrow red brick walls are entangled with scattered electrical wires, and the soil and accumulated water have accumulated into a flowing gray-yellow color.
Su Ming'an was walking in the alleys of the slums, holding a red umbrella. He saw many crooked bodies and pairs of dirty eyes of children.
"Beep, beep."
He seemed to be walking aimlessly, wandering meaninglessly, when he saw a running figure.
He has short hair and a square face, which is full of traces of the years. He has a pair of bright eyes, blood is flowing down the corners of his mouth, and he keeps coughing.
——Mo Chenqing.
Su Ming'an remembered this middle-aged man. He once begged him to change the ingredients of the medicine to save his daughter. However, before Su Ming'an came out of the house, he was bewitched by the congressman to go to the TV station and identify the innocent Si Que as the mastermind in exchange for the medicine.
His daughter should have recovered by now.
But why did he appear to be running away?
"......!" Seeing Su Mingan, whose attire was obviously not that of a slum dweller, Mo Chenqing paused, fear revealed on his face, and ran in another direction.
Su Mingan followed slowly, his face expressionless, his back dragging colorless and invisible branches and leaves, like a tree without emotions.
After running for not long, Mo Chenqing started coughing violently and fell down due to exhaustion. He covered his lungs in pain and blood flowed down his chin.
"Please don't come over here!" he yelled at Su Mingan.
Su Mingan stopped and held the red umbrella silently.
"You so-called emperors, so-called leaders, so-called heroes... please stay away from me! I beg you! I am just an ordinary person, I just want my daughter and I to survive! Those major events in the world have nothing to do with me!" Mo Chenqing coughed and cried out in pain: "I got the medicine! I sold my conscience to get it! Our family's life will finally get better. Why are you still staring at me, why are you still staring at me?"
The guy named "Qi Zhou" said something like "Mo Chenqing was written into the script" and wanted Mo Chenqing to stay with him all the time. Mo Chenqing didn't want to deal with that kind of guy. The moment the red rain fell, Mo Chenqing felt something was wrong and stabbed Qi Zhou from the back. He didn't even want the wreath and hurried down the hillside and ran home.
——Yes, yes, he wants to go home!
No matter which royal noble caused this heavy rain, or which immortal emperor's conspiracy, Mo Chenqing only cared about his children. His son went on a long trip, but his sick daughter was still at home!
Su Mingan tilted his head.
His gaze made Mo Chenqing feel a terrifying sense of alienation. It didn't feel like he was facing a person, but more like he was facing a dead flower or a tree.
Without waiting for Su Mingan to say anything, Mo Chenqing got up and ran in one direction recklessly.
Su Mingan still followed behind with the red umbrella.
Soon, he saw Mo Chenqing rushing into a simple house.
Su Mingan stood at the door and looked through the gap in the window - there was a quiet girl lying on the bed. The girl had a painful expression on her face, covered with a thin quilt, with raindrops on her cheeks, and she was no longer breathing.
"Pfft."
Mo Chenqing suddenly lost his strength and his knees slammed to the ground.
His forehead was pressed against the ground, his eyes lost focus, and he murmured without any pause:
"Yes, why didn't I think that people with weak constitutions couldn't make it? How could my daughter make it? I shouldn't have gone to the hillside to make a wreath for Chunni'er. I wasn't by her side at the end. It was wrong from the beginning. I shouldn't have approached that guy named Bai Qiu. He was the dark horse genius of the royal city. What am I, an old man? If it wasn't for that, wouldn't I have at least had time to hug Chunni'er..."
Amid the bright red moisture, a red rain was falling on the simple house.
Through the bright red mist, Su Ming'an saw the man's red eyes. He stared with his eyes wide open, revealing a blank smile. Suddenly, he raised his head, stared at Su Ming'an and said:
"Hey...hey hey...that's enough! It must be enough!"
"Wait until tomorrow, when the rain stops, and go get a job first... I remember the docks are still hiring temporary workers, paid by the day, but they probably won't hire people my age... Yes, wrap your hair with rags, stuff your chest with grass leaves, pretend to be strong, and you should be able to work. I wonder if you can get 3 Shar coins."
"I can also go to the tavern to work the late shift at night. They are looking for a janitor. If I work until 4 a.m., I should be able to earn 5 Shar coins. Then... oh, by the way, I can go to the hillside in the suburbs and pick some early morning flowers for Chunnier and make a wreath. She has been talking about it. Then I will go home and lie down for a while, and continue working during the day... In this way, I should be able to buy some nutritional supplements for Chunnier. One box sells for 1 Shar coins. As for me, it is enough to eat some bread. I only need Shar coin to be full..."
Trembling, he untied the tattered cloth bag in his arms. It was one of the few things that was not stained by the red rain. He protected it tightly with his body. Inside was a piece of black bread and a box of nutritional supplements.
He took a bite of the black bread, which was so hard that it made his old teeth ache. Then he carefully opened the box of nutritional supplements, which he bought from a street gangster for 5 Shar coins. He had to work for two whole days without sleep...
Chunnier only needs to take a bite of such a precious nutrient. She just fainted due to lack of nutrition. She will open her eyes again...
"Click".
The sound of a wooden box opening.
Su Mingan slowly put down the bright red umbrella.
The heavy rain dripped down on the snow-white fur of his collar, and the moisture from the fur could not stop falling heavily.
The fluff was so heavy that it made my neck ache.
The middle-aged man kneeling on the ground stared blankly at the wooden box in his hand.
The box is empty.
empty.
The gangster sold him an empty box.
Yes, I heard that it is very chaotic over there. Nutritional products are handed over by several people. There are always some people who take some things out of the box secretly with a fluke, but the chance is not high. If you really "win the prize", the powerless buyer can only grit their teeth and swallow the blood.
But Mo Chenqing never thought that it would be this day, this moment, and this box.
When it rains, it pours. Fate plays a trick on the poor man.
He was like being struck by lightning. His old hands full of wounds were shaking violently, and the corners of his mouth were raised and grinning, like a bent old poplar tree.
"Hey... hey hey... yes, yes! That's it..."
"Nier, I can't save you..."
"What does that damn world tree, that damn protagonist, that damn creation story have to do with me?"
"Hey, hey, hey, Ni'er, Ni'er..."
The man covered his chest and slowly fell down.
As a fish that escaped Chi Yu's net, he relied on his tenacious willpower to stay awake for a long time, but finally he couldn't hold on.
His heart was trembling, stopping, and gasping. He had been suffering from heart disease for a long time due to staying up late to work.
After a moment, he turned his head and looked at the bright red umbrella outside the window.
He was a big shot, Mo Chenqing knew it.
Dressed in white, with an outstanding temperament, they are all big shots like those guys with colorful hair. They don't need to be trapped by livelihood, nor do they need to be tortured by illness. They just need to look at the royal family and gods every day and live like immortals who are not stained by dust.
Once they come, the world becomes different. Many strange things happen, and ordinary people like them turn, fly, and melt like dust.
Through the gap in the window, he saw the white robe, like a white goat standing calm as a mountain in the wind and rain.
The accumulated water in the house reached his chin. He raised his hand and pointed at his chest with difficulty.
The next moment, the "white goat" pushed the door open and walked in, with the bright red umbrella handle leaning against the door.
"What do you want?" the man asked.
"I..." Mo Chenqing suddenly gathered all his anger, and he suddenly became extremely calm and said calmly:
"Bring me a knife."
"My ancestors' bloodline is related to leeks. Cut out my heart while I'm still alive... and sell it. It's nutritious and can make money."
"Help me... cut out my heart, sell it, and buy two urns for me and Ni'er... No, there may not be enough money, just one. Give it to her."
"You can... cut off the rest of my body while I'm still alive and sell it for money. It's all yours. But hurry up, because it won't be worth much after I die."
"Hey, hey, you're a big shot... If you don't care about this money, can you please cut us into pieces, either with a knife or by burying us... At least, don't lie like this."
"Why?" Su Mingan tilted his head, his pupils the crystal color of the World Tree.
"Because..." The man took a breath with difficulty:
"...someone will chop up the dead bodies, make them into dog food, feed them to the nobles' dogs, and sell them for money..."
He had already envisioned a better life in the future.
As long as she recovered from her illness, she could do many jobs and earn money. This leaky house could be replaced with a better one, Chunnier could walk out of this muddy land, the black bread on the table could be replaced with soft white bread, and maybe she could even have some delicious wine and clean water.
However, just a sudden rain shattered everything, shattered all his savings from the first half of his life, and shattered his heaven and earth.
This is so weird, so strange.
After a while, a young man in white walked out from the door of the house.
The rain was dripping all around him, and the electric wires slanting over the house looked like a pair of black goat horns.
He held Mo Chenqing's bloody heart in one hand, remembering that he had just touched Mo Chunyan and heard her last wish before her death through the induction of the World Tree.
"Dad...why hasn't he come back yet..."
"It hurts... It hurts... Why can't I breathe..."
"If...if I'm going to die, I'm going to cut out my lungs and replace them with Dad's...well, his lungs have always been in bad condition..."
There was a figure standing at the door.
It is praying for the day.
He was holding a blood-stained wreath, panting, and obviously had rushed all the way here, but he was staring at the heart in Su Mingan's hand in a daze.
Su Mingan originally thought that he would roar angrily, after all, Qi Zhou wanted Mo Chenqing to live, but Qi Zhou showed an exceptionally calm expression.
His heart seemed to be trembling violently, full of compassion and struggle, but after a moment, he was like a messenger announcing death.
"...Mo Chenqing died just as it was written in the script."
He declared calmly.
He had traveled through time by chance and had secretly read some scripts written by Si Que. In the scripts, there were many arrangements for people's death. He had tried to change the fate of these people more than once, but he had never succeeded.
It's the same this time.
it's the same.
After an inexplicable interweaving of cause and effect, they died like melting snow.
He had always thought that he could reverse God's joke by secretly reading "God's script", but this stolen vision only made him face this sin again and again. Prometheus, who stole fire, was also a tormented person whose heart was constantly pecked by an eagle.
"pat".
White wreaths fell in the rain.
The blood rain dyed its flowers and leaves red.
……
Qi Zhou wanted to turn around and leave, but he saw that Su Mingan was not in a good condition.
Speaking of which, Su Mingan's emotions seemed too indifferent, not like a person, but more like... the branches and leaves of a tree?
The bright red umbrella suddenly fell to the ground. Su Mingan closed his eyes and fell backwards.
"...Heh, it turns out that you are also affected by Chi Yu and possessed by 'them'." Qi Zhou mocked Su Ming'an's willpower.
"I, I'm here! Haha, hahahaha!" The next moment, "Su Ming'an" opened his eyes and was obviously replaced by a Dream Patrolman. He touched his body and said in shock: "Wait, this is, this is the protagonist Su Ming'an? I can actually replace him, my God, I'm so lucky——"
next moment.
Qi Zhou saw a blooming Lycoris radiata and his eyes widened.
Bright red branches suddenly sprouted out from the ground and pierced through Su Mingan's body. Countless branches sprouted out from his neck, arms, abdomen, and legs, like a blooming flower.
"Puff!" Meng Xunjia spat out a mouthful of blood and soon died.
"......!" Qi Zhou took a step back in shock. Then, he saw one, one, and another... countless Lycoris radiata flowers blooming in the streets and alleys.
Su Mingan is committing suicide.
The body of Su Mingan holding a red umbrella was scattered all over Luowasa, and at this moment, all the "Su Mingan" were being possessed by the Dream Patrol family, and then, with a "splash", blood spurted out.
——He used the branches of the World Tree to split into thousands of himself, spreading across every corner of Rovasha, attracting thousands of Dream Patrollers to possess him, and then used the branches to pierce himself and commit suicide, triggering the soul ferry, reading the memories, emotions, and abilities of each Dream Patroller, in order to find the image of the Supreme Lord and the coordinates of the starting platform.
"Clatter", "Clatter", "Clatter"...
Red Tower, Arthas Hell, Cloud Island, Moonlight Forest, Abyss Island, Holy Mountain, Sky Valley, Nalan Court...
All you can see are the Lycoris radiata that suddenly burst into bloom.
Countless red flowers are in full bloom.
It was like a sacrifice under the red rain.
"Gululu..."
The poor man's heart rolled in the rain, and in front of the window screen, the snow-white goat avenged him and his daughter.
The world, at this moment, is like a garden with forking paths.
……