After falling into coma, Su Mingan's consciousness was ups and downs.

 He vaguely heard the voices of two people.

“—At three o’clock in the morning, I received the news of Chaoyan’s death.” Xiao Jingsan’s voice.

 “—Yes.” The voice of the gods.

“—Did you kill her?” Xiao Jingsan’s voice.

"Yes. So, your struggle this time has failed. Su Mingan cannot escape my control, he belongs to me." The laughter of the gods.

 Xiao Jingsan was silent for a long time.

“—Before the world is reset, can I ask you to let him go free?” Xiao Jingsan said.

"—You should know that the winner of the game is entitled to all the loot. I will not let him go. Moreover, I am not going to reset the world this time. I am very satisfied with this worldline." God. the sound of.

“—You!” Jamel Xiao’s eager voice.

"—No matter what you say, I will not let him go. But if you are worried, you can stay with him and accompany him." The voice of the god.

 Xiao Jingsan was silent for a long time.

"—Xiao Jingsan, why do you have such great feelings for him? You are not familiar with him now, right?" The voice of the god: "I have always been confused about human emotions."

“—Because you are just a lifeless thing.” Xiao Jingsan said coldly.

"-It doesn't matter what you say. I will let him spend these twenty days safely, and after everything is over, send him out of this world safely. In this way, everyone can get a happy ending." The voice of the god: "I will lock him up, do you want to accompany him?"

Xiao Jingsan was silent for a long time again.

 Until his voice became low, hoarse, and trembling, like the last ray of wind that had not yet died.

 “—Okay.” Xiao Jingsan’s voice.

 …

 After that, Su Mingan had a long, long dream.

In the dream, a girl held his hand and led him through the blooming lilies. Her sword-cocooned hand was a little rough and touched his palm prints. The petals were reflected in her clear pupils, and she whispered in his ear - "Detective Sir".

 It seemed as if something sprouted and grew in his heart. It was a kind of family-like care and happiness that he had never experienced in detail.

 He has never seen such a thing.

After they walked through the long snowy road, he walked to the seaside. A medical woman carrying herbs came out of the house and called him with a smile - "His Royal Highness."

Her smile is reflected in the sunset by the sea, like layers of flaming clouds. The cross necklace on her chest fluttered in the wind. He felt it in that moment--poignant, breathtaking, painful, sweet, everlasting--emotions.

 What is this?

 He has not experienced this kind of thing.

 He and she sat side by side in the sunset, neither speaking to each other.

Occasionally, they would stand up and walk slowly on the beach for a while. The sea breeze blew her black hair, and the hair had a fresh lemon aroma.

Every time Su Ming'an had the idea of ​​waking up from his dream, the girl would stop and make him a pot of black tea. Then, Su Ming'an didn't remember that he was leaving.

“—Su Mingan, wake up, wake up!”

Occasionally, Su Mingan would hear some sounds, which came vaguely and not clearly.

 He would often struggle with this sound, trying to wake himself up, because he had very strong thoughts—he was not used to ease and happiness. These will burn him and frighten him.

However, the girl said: "This is reality, please don't fall asleep. Those voices that wake you up actually want you to sink into a nightmare. Dreams are desperate and painful, and will be the beginning of your life's pain." "

Occasionally, Su Mingan will see a fluttering butterfly on the beach.

The butterfly told him that this was reality, that he was born to be happy and not to disaster, that he was born to be happy and not to suffer, and that he was born to be peaceful and not crazy. This is the real Utopia.

No one here will look at him, and no one will blame him. Here is happiness, eternity, ideality—the end of everything. This is what he wanted to create but was out of reach - paradise.

 “Do you like it here?” the girl asked him.

Su Mingan just shook his head. He vaguely felt that something was wrong here.

 “Why?” The girl didn’t understand.

 “I don’t belong to happiness.” Su Mingan said.

 The reason why he did not accept it was not because he was not happy enough here, but because he was afraid of happiness.

At this moment, he felt his fingers heating up. There were no ornaments on his ten fingers, but it was as if there was a ring heating up that shouldn't exist.

 He raised his head and looked at the butterfly.

—Butterfly should have a special meaning in his memory, so much so that when he thought of the image of butterfly, his heart trembled. But when he looked at the butterfly now, he couldn't remember what it meant.

 So, this is just a dream.

He wanted to wake up until his consciousness fell away little by little -

 When he completely broke through the dream, all the happiness dissipated. The girl looked at him and sighed softly, as if she was looking at some arrogant creature that knew it couldn't be done but did it.

 …

Su Mingan opened his eyes and saw an unfamiliar ceiling in front of him.

This sleep was a bit deep, his consciousness was hazy for a moment, and he soon woke up - where did he end up after being knocked unconscious by Jamel Xiao in the car?

 “Tick tock, tick tock.”

 He heard a small sound, like the sound of falling liquid.

So he turned his head - there was a heavy iron chain wrapped around his right wrist. The blood slid down the palm of his hand and fell into the copper basin, and a cold pain came. He has returned to his body.

He was leaning on the bed, next to the window, and under the window was a very tall building.

Until there was a creak, someone pushed the door open and walked in -

 Xiao Jingsan, dressed in modern clothes, walked in slowly with his eyebrows lowered. The wooden plaque around his waist jingled, and the tail of his high horse moved in the wind. He held a pipe in his hand, smoke rings floating.

At this moment, it was as if some broken mirror was being pieced together, and Su Mingan heard his own rapid breathing.

Xiao Jingsan’s expression was shrouded in gloom, like a hazy mist in the forest. The smile that always appeared on his face had completely disappeared, and the corners of his mouth drooped feebly. Until he met Su Ming'an's eyes, he seemed to want to smile, but his facial muscles were so stiff that he twisted his smile into a half-crying, half-laughing look.

Su Mingan wanted to say stop laughing, it was so ugly.

But Xiao Jingsan was still laughing. He seemed to have only the strength to laugh and nothing else.

“…Do you have anything to explain to me?” Su Mingan said.

 Why did he appear in such a strange place after being knocked unconscious by Xiao Jingsan, and he was even being bled.

  Xiao Jingsan walked slowly to him, each step being extremely heavy.

He squinted his eyes and took a puff from his pipe, turning his face sideways to let the smoke rings slip out with the wind outside the window so as not to blow into Su Ming'an's face.

"...We have failed. You can't escape the control of the gods, so there is no use for anything." Xiao Jingsan said: "You are qualified, and your blood is useful to the gods, so he asked me to be the guardian to watch you. , let me bleed you."

Xiao Jingsan once thought he could fight against fate, but he found that as long as one link went wrong, all hopes would be shattered, as if he had never fought against anything.

 Eventually, even he himself will lose his freedom.

Su Mingan had the urge to laugh.

It was like seeing the gears of fate click and return to the starting point.

 Looking at Xiao Jamel’s sad eyes, Su Mingan said: “Let me go.”

Perhaps death is the best solution, but he remembered the words of the gods that "it is forbidden to commit suicide".

"I can't do it." Xiao Jingsan said: "... Just forget it. Forget those things in the past, just think... the dungeon has just been opened, and nothing you have seen has ever happened. In fourteen days, you leave the dungeon, perfect The progress of customs clearance will also directly increase to one hundred, which is promised by God. He himself is the user of the rules, and he will not break the contract."

Su Mingan said: "-You want me to forget Su Luoluo, forget Grandma Lin, forget the Ark Project, forget the Fire Bearers, forget-all the history I have traced back? Let me stay here safely and be imprisoned for fourteen years. sky?"

Xiao Jingsan took a puff of his pipe.

 He laughed softly, obviously he was belittling Su Mingan, but his tone seemed to be scolding himself:

　　…Just forget it.”

  “Anyway, you have no other role besides supplying blood.”

 His tone has completely lost the usual joking, and his expression is as serious as a statue.

The wooden sign around his waist jingled, and he turned his back, no longer looking at Su Mingan.

"Then why do you want to accompany me?" Su Mingan said: "The target of the gods is only me, you can escape. The gods cannot kill a person without reason, you can live."

“I just think it’s better for me to accompany you than for you to be imprisoned by the gods alone.” Xiao Jingsan said: “At least, there is someone to talk to you, right?”

 It is easiest to throw yourself into hell.

Xiao Jingsan has been trying to defeat the gods...until the moment he received the news of Chaoyan's death, he knew he had failed. Once Chaoyan dies, the overall situation of mankind will be meaningless.

 He can only try his best to protect Su Ming'an, at least Su Ming'an is innocent.

 The spirit cared about Su Ming'an very much. He locked Su Ming'an in a very tall building and asked Xiao Jingsan to guard him and take his blood.

"Why is Chaoyan's death considered a failure?" Su Mingan must understand this.

“She is...the one who carries everything.” Xiao Jingsan said: “She has something that allows us to resist. Without that thing, we will not be able to face the gods directly in the final battle.”

 “I understand.” Su Mingan said.

Xiao Jingsan looked at Su Ming'an doubtfully. Did Su Mingan still think there was a chance for a comeback?

Su Mingan just smiled.

 Over his shoulder, the black cat has long since disappeared.

 The following days are very ordinary.

Xiao Jingsan has been watching over Su Mingan.

Su Ming'an is often pulled into dreams, and his consciousness has always been blurred. Maybe it is affected by the incense in the room, or maybe the gods are controlling him and preventing him from staying awake.

  Sometimes he is blocked from recognition and forgets who he is, but overly happy scenes in his dreams always make him feel panicked.

So he repeatedly went through the process of being pulled into a happy dream and then waking up in fear.

 Because the building is isolated, he cannot know what the outside world has experienced, nor can he perceive the passage of time.

When his consciousness was blurred, for a moment - for a moment, he seemed to see a pair of eyes. Pale eyes, like a full moon. Those eyes once looked at him gently, and the owner of the eyes once warned him not to leave the small town.

Whose eyes are those?

 Li...Ming...yue?

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　

Leave…

 …

 —Whose eyes are those?

Can not remember.

 He could vaguely remember his experiences in the first nine worlds, but everything about the tenth world was blocked from recognition, and he gradually could not remember anything.

 The spirit will come to him, send Xiao Jingsan away, hold Su Mingan's hand, carefully examine the wound on Su Mingan's palm, and then smile.

“Don’t worry, it’s okay, no one will hurt anyone anymore.” The **** gently told him:

 “Don’t worry, the world goes on as usual.”

 “I am your friend and I will take care of you.”

When Su Mingan asked about Xiao Jingsan, the **** said that Xiao Jingsan is just a stranger and is here to watch over you. There is no story between him and you.

The gods said that the tenth world is like this. There are no stories worth paying attention to, and there is no history worth retrieving. Everyone lives well.

The gods said that the tenth world only lasts for fourteen days, and today is the first day the copy is opened.

 The gods said that he was the first person Su Mingan saw after entering the tenth world.

 The gods said, if you remember some fragmentary pictures, don't pay attention to them. They are all a dream, not what happened. Outside the tower, everything is heaven, and everyone is happy.

 No matter what Su Mingan wants, the gods will grant it, except for freedom. He is like the most patient friend.

 The spirit will often sit quietly by the bed, making black tea, with a very peaceful expression.

  —until the hour hand points to one o'clock in the afternoon.

 “Bang!”

 There was a violent explosion downstairs, and the god's expression changed slightly, and he pushed the door open and came out.

Su Mingan stood up in confusion, not knowing what happened.

The next moment, a black cat jumped in from the window, stretched out its paws, and moved Su Mingan's right hand into a gesture to activate the "Dawn Immortality" skill.

 The next moment, the "Dawn Eternal Life" skill is activated.

Su Mingan’s eyes regained clarity. He touched the black cat's head and put it away.

 …

　　【I underestimated the strength of the tentacle monster. 】

　　　【No matter how long I try, I can't beat it, it's just too powerful and gathers too much negative emotions. 】

　　【If I fight until three o'clock in the morning at most, I will be exhausted and "killed" by it. 】

　　【In this case, this road will not work. I need to find a way to reset the world line and let Su Mingan get more information before the world line is reset so that he can break the game next time. 】

  【—"Chaoyan Diary"】

 …

 …

  【A black cat told us Su Mingan's location. 】

  【At three o'clock in the morning, I contacted Noel Akinni. 】

　　　　He said he would come to end it all. 】

  【—"Chaoyan Diary"】

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