After 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 Chao Yan's death." Xiao Jingsan's voice.

   "—Yes." The voice of the gods.

   "—You killed her?" Xiao Jingsan's voice.

   "Yes. So, your struggle failed this time. Su Mingan can't get out of my control, he belongs to me." The gods laughed.

  Xiao Jingsan was silent for a long time.

   "—Before the world is reset, can I ask you to set him free?" Xiao Jingsan said.

"—You should know that the winner of the game is entitled to all the loot, and 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!" Xiao Jingsan's eager voice.

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

  Xiao Jingsan was silent for a long time.

   "—Xiao Jingsan, why do you have such great affection for him? You are not familiar with him now, right?" The voice of the gods: "I have always been confused by 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 send him out of this world safely after everything is over. In this way, everyone can get a happy ending." The voice of the gods: "I will lock him up, do you want to accompany him?"

  Xiao Jingsan was silent again for a long time.

  Until his voice became deep, hoarse, trembling, like the last unfinished wind.

   "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 hand with a sword cocoon was rough and touched his palm. The petals were reflected in her clear pupils, and she clung to his ear, calling softly - "Mr. Detective".

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

  He had never seen such a thing.

  When they walked the long snowy road, he walked to the seaside, and 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 burning clouds. The cross necklace on her chest fluttered in the wind. He felt at this moment—poor, breathless, painful, sweet, long-lasting—emotions.

   What is this again?

  He has never experienced this kind of thing.

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

  Occasionally, they would stand up and walk slowly on the beach for a while, and the sea breeze would blow her black hair, which smelled of fresh lemon.

   Whenever Su Mingan had the idea of ​​waking up from a dream, the girl would stop and make him a pot of black tea. After that, Su Mingan didn't remember that she was leaving.

   "—Su Mingan, wake up, wake up!"

  Occasionally, Su Ming'an would also hear some voices, which came in a hazy way and were not clear.

  He will often struggle with this sound, trying to wake himself up, because he has very strong thoughts—he is not used to ease and happiness. These will burn him and make him panic.

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

  Occasionally, Su Mingan would see a butterfly flying by the sea.

  Butterfly told him that this is reality, that he was born for happiness rather than disaster, he was born for happiness rather than pain, and he was born for tranquility rather than madness. This is the real-ideal land.

  Here no one will look at him, and no one will accuse him. Here is bliss, eternity, ideal—the end of everything. This is what he wants to build but can't touch-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 there was not enough happiness here, but because he was afraid of happiness.

   At this moment, he felt his fingers heating up. His ten fingers didn't have any ornaments, but it seemed that there was a ring that shouldn't exist that was heating up.

  He looked up and looked at the butterfly.

  —Butterfly should have a special meaning in his memory, so that when he thinks of the image of butterfly, his heart trembles one after another. But when he looked at the butterfly at this time, he couldn't remember what this meaning was.

   So, this is just a dream.

  He wants to wake up until the consciousness is a little bit out of—

   All happiness dissipated when he completely broke through the dream world. The girl looked at him and sighed softly, as if she was looking at some kind of arrogant creature who knew she couldn't do it.

  …

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

   This sleep was a little heavy, his consciousness was hazy for a moment, and he soon woke up—where did he come after being knocked out by Xiao Jingsan in the car?

   "Tick tock, tick tock."

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

  So he turned his head sideways—a heavy iron chain was wrapped around his right wrist. The blood slid down the palm of the hand and fell into the copper basin, a burst of 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 and walked in—

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

  At this moment, it was as if some broken mirrors were put together here, and Su Mingan heard his rapid breathing.

  Xiao Jingsan's expression was shrouded in gloom, like a hazy forest mist, the usual smile on his face had completely disappeared, and the corners of his mouth drooped weakly. Until he met Su Mingan's eyes, he seemed to want to show a smile, but his facial muscles were so stiff that it distorted his smile into a half-crying, half-smiling expression.

  Su Mingan really wanted to say stop laughing, it was such an ugly smile.

   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 out by Xiao Jingsan, and he was even being bled.

  Xiao Jingsan walked slowly in front of him, every step was extremely heavy.

  He squinted his eyes, smoked his pipe, but turned his face sideways, letting the smoke rings slip out along the wind outside the window, so as not to spray it on Su Mingan's face.

"...We have already failed, you cannot escape the control of the gods, so nothing is useless." Xiao Jingsan said: "You are qualified, and your blood is useful to the gods, so he asked me to be a guardian to watch over you , let you bleed."

  Xiao Jingsan once thought that 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.

  In the end, even he himself will lose his freedom.

  Su Mingan had the urge to laugh out loud.

   It's like seeing the gears of fate "click" and returning to the original point.

  Looking at Xiao Jingsan's sad eyes, Su Mingan said, "Let me go."

  Maybe the death rollback is the best solution, but he remembered the words of the gods that "suicide is forbidden".

"I can't do it." Xiao Jingsan said: "...You forget it. Forget those past things, just... 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 100, which is promised by the gods, and he himself is the user of the rules, and he will not break the contract."

Su Ming'an said: "—You want me to forget Su Luoluo, forget Grandma Lin, forget the Ark project, forget the fire spreaders, forget—all the history I have traced back? Let me stay here safely and be imprisoned for fourteen years. sky?"

  Xiao Jingsan smoked his pipe.

  He laughed in a low voice, obviously belittling Su Mingan, but his tone seemed to be scolding himself:

   "...you just forget."

   "Anyway, you have no other role besides blood supply."

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

  The wooden sign around his waist jingled, he turned his back and stopped looking at Su Mingan.

   "Then why do you stay with me." Su Mingan said: "The gods only target me, you can escape. The gods can't kill a person for no reason, you can live."

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

  Throwing yourself into **** is the easiest.

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

  He can only keep Su Mingan as much as possible, at least Su Mingan is innocent.

  The gods cared about Su Mingan very much. He locked Su Mingan in a tall building and asked Xiao Jingsan to guard him and take his blood.

   "Why is it a failure if Zhao Yan dies?" Su Mingan must understand this.

   "She is... the one who carries everything." Xiao Jingsan said: "There is something in her that can make us resist. Without that thing, we can't face the gods in the final battle."

   "I understand." Su Mingan said.

  Xiao Jingsan looked at Su Mingan suspiciously. Did Su Mingan think that there was a chance of a comeback?

  Su Mingan just smiled.

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

  The time in the future is very ordinary.

  Xiao Jingsan has been guarding Su Mingan.

  Su Mingan would often be pulled into a dream, his consciousness was always blurred, maybe it was affected by the incense in the room, maybe the gods were controlling him, preventing him from staying awake.

  He is sometimes blocked and forgets who he is, but the overly happy scenes in his dreams always make him feel panic.

  So he repeated the process of being pulled into a dream of happiness and 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 the consciousness was blurred, for a moment—for a moment, he seemed to see a pair of eyes. Light-colored eyes, like a full moon. Those eyes had looked at him gently, and the owner of those eyes had warned him not to leave the town.

   Whose eyes are those?

  From...Ming...Month?

  From…Ming…

Leave…

  …

  —Whose eyes are those?

Can not remember.

  He can vaguely remember the experience of the first nine worlds, but everything about the tenth world is blocked from cognition, and gradually he can't remember anything.

  The gods will come to him, and He will 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 fine, no one will hurt anyone anymore." The **** told him gently:

   "Don't worry, the world is going 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 was just a stranger who came to guard you. There is no story between him and you.

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

  The gods said that there are only fourteen days in the tenth world, and today is the first day of opening the instance.

  The **** 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, it’s all a dream, not something that happened in the past. Beyond the tower, there is heaven, and everyone is happy.

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

  Gods would often sit quietly by the bed, brewing black tea, with an extremely peaceful expression.

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

   "Boom!"

  There was a violent explosion from downstairs, the face of the **** changed slightly, and he pushed the door 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 paw, and placed Su Mingan's right hand in a gesture to activate the skill of "Eternal Dawn".

  The next moment, the skill "Eternal Dawn" 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 too powerful and gathers too many negative emotions. 】

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

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

  【—"Asagao Diary"】

  …

  …

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

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

  【He said he would come and end it all. 】

  【—"Asagao Diary"】

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