The Whole Empire Raises Me - Chapter 81

The year 244 of the cosmos era was an extremely difficult year for the entire universe.

At the end of July, the ending of “Cub Raising Plan” and the disconnection of the light tower from the parallel universe, although the patriarchs of all races tried hard to stabilize the people, but the pessimism was still inevitably centered on the Muse Empire. The whole universe spreads.

On the night when it all started, the monarch of the Utopian Empire awoke from the center of the throne?

The connection between the two universes was severed, and he was forced to return to this universe. Although he had guessed in advance, he did not expect this day to come so quickly.

A layer of snow has accumulated outside the hall.

The waiter lowered his head, carrying a lamp from the corridor? Hurrying across the hall, the hall was covered with a thick dark red carpet, and the nine ministers saluted in turn. Then the leader of the diplomat cleared his throat and said nervously:

“Your Majesty? The scope of influence of the Muse Empire’s changes this time has increased? The bigger, we…”

The muses and utopias are the two largest countries in the universe. The sudden change of the muses will definitely affect the situation of the entire universe. At this time, the most important thing is? Look at the attitude of utopia and how utopia should act.

The ministers looked up cautiously, trying to figure out what the monarch meant.

The black silk-covered monarch’s thin lips flattened, and his expression was indifferent. He couldn’t see too much emotional fluctuation, but his thumb slowly rubbed the ring on his knuckles.

Is that? A plain ring with his birthday tattooed on the inner ring, and it doesn’t mean engagement.

After two quiet seconds.

The monarch took off the ring on the **** and put it on the ring finger. Then he got up quickly, the royal cloak slid off his shoulders, and took his sword from the waiter.

“Wen Xingze, the king of the Muse Empire, is that? My fiance.”

He says.

In the plan of the monarch, from preparing for the proposal to the final announcement and even the wedding, there are very detailed procedures at every step. But now the situation has changed.

The waiters fell into horror and fell their heads, while many ministers gasped.

…Presumably at dawn today, this news will spread throughout the universe, right? This is a big news that will make a sensation in the world!

And, why? What is your Majesty? It’s not too soon or too late to announce the news at this time?

Utopia is strong enough, does not need to rely on marriage with the Muse? What can be achieved. Take a step back and say that even if it is a marriage of politics and governance, it should be announced when the muse was once the strongest. That would be profitable for both countries.

Instead of? Now: the Muse lost him? We hold on to the apex of the heart? The little king who has become scared, the nation? The mood is extremely turbulent, and what will happen in the future is still unknown.

It’s almost like? Protecting the Muse Empire.

That is, with an equal status, the muses who fell into a disadvantaged position are included in the protection net of Utopia, so that the powers with different intentions are a little bit jealous, and they dare not take advantage of the chaos.

The monarch walked out.

Everyone bowed their heads deeply, with different thoughts.

The oldest Secretary of State coughed twice and hurriedly stepped forward: “Your Majesty, if it is a political marriage, this matter is still open for discussion, I hope you can—”

The monarch stopped?

There was another layer of frost and snow outside the hall.

He retracted his gaze, his voice was flat, but definitely not? He said lightly:

“No? Political marriage, nor? A whim.”

“I love him? It’s been a long time.”

“…”

After saying this, ignoring the shock or comments of other people, the monarch turned and walked out of the palace.

The bionic man is the closest existence to the gods, and the bionic man is the highest masterpiece of the world’s blasphemy. Therefore, at extremely special times, he can even see the realm of God.

Chi Yan can travel in parallel spaces with media, and different parallel spaces live in their own timeline and time flow.

About ten years ago, when he? accidentally realized that Wen Xingze might come from another universe, and this universe came to him? Said it might be something like a game or another fictional world, Wen Xingze’s soul can’t stay here for a long time.

Therefore, Chi Yan embarked on a long journey of cosmic transition and search. And the online release of “Desolate: The Awakening of Kings” connects Wen Xingze’s universe with their universe for the first time. This game is inextricably linked to gods. Chi Yan guessed this. It might be a “trial”.

Wen Xingze’s universe is? A universe built by a book.

The history of the universe? Is it “long?”, “Human history” alone has “ten thousand years?”. In this “ten thousand years? history?, look for someone who doesn’t even know his real name. Finding a needle in the haystack is even more difficult.

He went to that universe, played different identities, traveled through many time points to search, and finally in modern times, he and Wen Xingze, who were aliased by Chi Yan, were in a certain midsummer just after the rainstorm and blue sky Meet in the elevator. ——For Wen Xingze, it was just a lucky encounter, but for Chi Yan, it was waiting for countless reunions after the birth and annihilation of the universe.

He? Finally met him again?.

And no matter how many times you do it again, even if it is hundreds of millions of parallel universes for countless hours, he can still find him again.

“…”

The monarch walked out of the palace without saying a word. He was dressed in a military uniform with a long sword at his waist, and the long night dropped the faint light of the sky on his shoulders.

Someone yelled.

If a stone stirred up a thousand waves, the media holding the instrument and waiting nearby got up one after another and squeezed towards the exit road. The attendant and the chief wanted to stop, but the monarch gestured to the media to interview.

The leading media was flattered.

But what was unexpected was that all the media looked at each other for a while, and suddenly, led by the first reporter, they all turned off their cameras and microphones.

Then the reporter at the front said: “Your Majesty?, we believe in your choice.”

“We trust you.”

“Although the citizens often say that they are afraid of you and that you are a dictator or something,” another reporter scratched his head. “That’s actually a joke. We know your difficulties, and thank you for being here. Save us from the darkness ten years ago?…”

Twenty years ago, unlike the Muse Empire that had already developed a scale, the area on the Utopia side was still shrouded in countless clouds of disease, war, poverty, and so on. What’s more cruel, there was still life here. It is a test product and the only profit is the X901 laboratory in the picture.

The monarch’s hands are stained with blood.

In just 20 years, this country can be liberated from countless shadows and fears. All citizens can live their lives like this, go to work, go to school, and play games in their leisure time. ?Killing Xiu gossip? Wang’s emotional life… Without Chi Yan, this would never be possible.

Someone has to bear this heavy slaughter and make a way out of the mountain of **** corpses?.

“Your Majesty? We will always support you.”

“Thank you.”

“You are the most proud of utopia, the most respected of all citizens, and the only king.”

As the media reporters of “all citizens”, they looked at the monarch seriously and said.

The monarch stopped?

After a while.

In the depths of the night, lights ignited, and the long wind rolled up the flag.

The utopian monarch stepped back and bowed deeply to his citizens.

In any parallel universe, there is no channel to God’s Domain.

This is something that? He? finally confirmed not long ago.

What is the purpose of God? With such a test paper, in the end all the ways to the correct answer were blocked. He? Isn’t? A true God, so there is no way to know God’s intentions.

But he? Isn’t he at a loss.

“God’s Realm” is? Transcend the space beyond life and death, where time and space are absolutely still, so anything with life cannot reach God’s Realm-the Yu Clan as a God’s Envoy can reach God’s Realm for a short time, isn’t it? They live in the cycle of time, and they will intermittently get the opportunity to enter the realm of God, but they cannot extradite other people to the realm of God.

And the answer to God’s Domain will only exist between life and death, and it will take countless times before reaching death. He? He just happens to be very good at this.

Desolate Star E15.

There are thousands of tombstones in the 10,000-meter deep submarine cemetery. Fireflies float and swim like street lamps, and the dead bones of giant whales fall downward, like ships flying in the sky.

Suddenly, a huge cavity appeared in the belly of the giant whale out of thin air. As soon as white light appeared, a figure jumped out of the hollow, and his long sword was deeply embedded in the soil. His chest was undulating, and the **** wounds on his body were exposed to the air, and he quickly began to heal.

A rusty mechanical butterfly fluttered from the tombstone that said ‘2120123’, and flew in front of Chi Yan with luminescence.

If you look around, you will find that on every tombstone is a rusty mechanical butterfly, but most of the butterflies are dim, only a few butterflies are shining with fluorescence.

——In each butterfly, the last remaining consciousness of a bionic person resides. They have already died, but there is still a little soul left, unable to leave this deep-sea cage, and can only linger in the abyss forever.

After being quiet for a while, the butterfly of ‘2120123’ suddenly opened his mouth:

“It’s not dead yet, No. 1225.”

Chi Yan said, “I’m sorry.”

“Didn’t you say to be a human,” Butterfly asked him? “Why, don’t you want to be a human anymore, for fear of death?”

Of course ordinary bionics can’t become humans, but the highest masterpiece of the “God Creation Project” can. He? Can give up everything he has, and turn himself into a short-lived human being with ordinary people’s emotions. Of course, great risks need to be taken. Chi Yan: “Yeah.”

A year ago, he did have this plan, but now he cannot do that.

“If he is a human being, I will accompany him for life,” Chi Yan said, “If he wants to live forever, I will accompany him to the end of time.”

Eternal life is? Very… lonely, terrible thing.

He? How willing.

Butterflies have nothing to say.

The butterfly flapped its wings and said angrily: “It’s really numb.”

Chi Yan: “So sorry, I can’t die for the time being.”

There is wind blowing.

As soon as the voice fell, all the butterflies on the grave flashed.

Thirty years ago, the failure of the bionic man who slaughtered 23,510 nine bionic humans in the X901 laboratory alone, faced the remains of the whole family and promised one. committed to.

——”I am a executioner. In the next twenty-three thousand five hundred and ten nine days, I will not rest for one day. I will endure the pain that every bionic person feels on his deathbed. I will I have been resurrected after extreme pain countless times, and even death cannot relieve me.

——”I am willing to use the rest of my life to make atonement until the day I die. But I still have a selfish desire.”

——”I have someone…can’t let go of?”

In the next thirty years, he did not abandon his vow in one day, dying countless times, and going back and forth between life and death countless times.

In the bionic man, he is only emotionally lacking, but the pain system is intact, so he suffers day after day more pain than death.

More than 20,000 remaining undead in the deep-sea cemetery are watching him. Every undead may once also have a happy home, with friends, relatives and lovers, able to grow old in the long life.

This is the blood stained on his hands, all his hypocrisy and despicableness, his sins will never be washed away.

Perennial? The silent cemetery, the fireflies attached to the bones, are like a kind of long ballad. Butterfly No. 2120123 flapped its wings and stopped on Chi Yan’s shoulder?, silent.

It, as well as countless dead bionics, are all looking at this once failed product at this time.

——They have all witnessed his birth.

This is? A life that is not expected by anyone. He has no relatives, no normal emotions, and no meaning to live. He is ready to die at any time, but survives in such pain. ?Come?.

And they have indeed seen it, and there was a light in those eyes.

They have all seen such a light.

They also… have lived.

The fluorescence of the mechanical butterflies is flaring, and they feel a certain lack of oxygen and hardship.

“…”

Chi Yan drew his sword out of its sheath and pointed the tip of the sword at his heart.

The cold light is bitter.

Just one second before he stabbed the long sword into his chest, Butterfly No. 2120123 suddenly said, “Are you sure? Your wound hasn’t healed just now. Come again? God can’t bear it.”

He dropped his eyelids and glanced at the butterfly.

Butterfly? Stop talking.

It read the subtext of this person: He? Want to redeem, and also want to see-that person.

This person is going crazy.

The butterfly flapped its wings and flew away, and the sound of the tide roared.

And just after the tip of Chi Yan’s sword was about to sink into his chest? For a second, there was a stormy sea outside the deep sea graveyard!

The wind became rushing.

All the mechanical butterflies on the tombstones flutter their wings, like the sparks that poured into the ocean and burst out, in the golden red light trails, they gathered on the edge of the long sword!

In the deep sea full of death and silence, that scene is undoubtedly magnificent, and what is even more jaw-dropping?-More than 20,000 mechanical butterflies, in the closest place to death in the entire universe, are forcibly torn. There was a gap like a scar.

They flicked and caught the gap, and finally swallowed everything like a whirlpool and turned into half a butterfly wing, falling in the palm of Chi Yan.

This is Chi Yan’s thousands of near deaths, and it is also a convergence of the remaining consciousness of all bionics, looking for a gap between life and death.

Only bionics can do this. Who makes them? The highest-tech product of the ‘God Creation Project’.

… everything returned to silence again.

“This is? A crack leading to God’s Domain,” a mechanical voice said in Chi Yan’s ear, “To that kid, he? Is? The only person who is qualified to go to God’s Domain.”

Chi Yan’s expression was blank.

The fluorescence gradually fades, and when this ray of fluorescence disappears completely, the consciousness of all the dead bionics will also disappear completely, and the dust will return to the dust.

The only light left reflected on his side face, his dark pupils were calm and waveless.

After a long silence, he finally asked: “Why?”

Why? Why do you want to help him?

Why… don’t hate him?

The fluorescent light that had gathered at one point suddenly spread, jokingly, even rolling over Chi Yan’s head a little affectionately.

More than 20,000 bionic people turned into countless fluorescent lights in the air, and many voices, including men and women, old and young, were speaking in his ears like a chat:

“No. 1225, we don’t hate you, you don’t need to atone for your sins anymore.”

“Now there are birthdays and people who love, right? You are no longer? A failure.”

“……Hey.”

“Are you? The youngest child of the Bionic Human Race, who don’t we help you?”

All the fluorescence was like a meteor shower that poured back into the deep sea, gradually dissipating in all directions, and in the end only a faint voice stayed beside him.

The voice said:

“child.”

“…Go find him?”

【Möbius’ Ladder】

They have reached the end of the long order.

The cycle is broken, and the ladder of Mobius is about to collapse.

“Time is running out,” Chi Yan said.

This is the gap between the human world and the realm of God, without the protection of Mobiusti, staying here for too long will not be able to get out.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Xingze very seriously and cherishedly.

Then he opened his palm.

A translucent butterfly fluttered from his palm, shining blue light, staying in front of Wen Xingze. The butterfly’s wings lightly brushed the top of Wen Xingze’s head, and it turned out to be kind of loving.

“It will take you to God’s Domain.” Chi Yan said, “I can’t go with you.”

Wen Xingze was able to get to this point and completed the two games “Desolate” and “Cub Raising Plan”. He is the only person in this world who has the qualifications to go to God’s Domain.

This is a path that only he can walk.

The translucent butterfly hung its wings and carried Wen Xingze onto her body. But before taking off, Wen Xingze said, “Wait a minute?”

Butterfly Yiyan stopped?

Wen Xingze looked at Chi Yan: “Teacher Chi…no, Chi Yan.”

The long-awaited reunion was too short.

Wen Xingze imagined this moment countless times, what did he want to say to Chi Yan, and what to ask. What happened this month? Is that universe okay? Did you miss him?

There are too many words to say, but it is too late, but Wen Xingze thought, they still have a lot of time in the future.

All things can be said slowly.

At this moment when the universe was about to collapse, Wen Xingze and Chi Yan looked at each other silently.

Then kiss.

The magnificent light pours down from the sky, like the glow of the sky at the last moment before sunset, as if some unknown life was born on the lips. In the world that is about to be destroyed, they are like dust and ants, but they are more eternal than that.

“Is this a proposal?”

“Do not.”

His marriage proposal would be more grand than this, with flowers and galaxies, fireworks in the sky, and testimony from the noisy and annoying but calf-protecting parents of the Muse Empire.

I want to stay the same, or I want to die.

Therefore, they don’t have to say goodbye.

The butterfly spreads its wings.

“…”

Wen Xingze only felt that a short period of time had passed. When the butterfly stopped, a blazing wind suddenly passed over his ears.

Standing between the heavens and the earth, the magnificent door finally slowly opened, welcoming the traveling travelers into it.

This eternal, static, lifeless temple.

The voice of compassion and compassion sounded in his ears.

“Welcome? To God’s Domain, King of the Muse Empire.”