Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 2414 The choice has already been made

…When Nuwa sent her into Siba’an’s dream, did she expect what happened next?

Lin Sanjiu thought it was impossible.

Nuwa has said that she is not an omniscient god; I am afraid that she thinks that the eleventh dream will not be any different from the first ten, it is just a dream that requires the person to make a choice.

Perhaps she also did not expect that when the "seed" and the "root system" finally reunited through the hands of Nuwa after several years, it would trigger their mutual blending and growth. After Fanhe, the existence and consciousness of the two people were once again intertwined. Connected.

"…a small drink?"

The sound seemed to have traveled through a long time tunnel, causing an unreal echo in the ears. The last time Lin Sanjiu heard it, he was still a young man; but even an evolved person will still be led by time, step by step towards the dark place - now even his voice has become deeper and lower, like sand. texture.

"Why are you here?" He paused, as if he heard a silent answer, and sighed softly: "Ah...it turned out to be a dream. It was you who entered my dream."

Because she knew it was a dream, so he knew it too?

His consciousness gradually became clearer; Lin Sanjiu lowered his eyes and looked at his hands as if he had just woken up from a dream. It was her hand, but it was so unfamiliar—the joints had become wider, the joints were deeply folded, and shallow ripple-like lines spread out on the dull skin of the fingers. The skin was thin and tired, as if it was just the breath left from his youth, hanging faintly on the veins.

They were not the hands of a woman who looked to be in her twenties; thinking of this, she subconsciously touched her cheek.

"You are getting old too."

She turned her head, and Sibaan stood a step or two away and smiled at her.

The plumpness of his youth was gone, the lines at the corners of his mouth were deeply sunken, and his hair like silver snow was neatly combed back; even his green eyes, like a summer forest, became lighter and covered with a layer of mist. Similar. Sibaan, who always reminds people of the bright and blazing sun, gradually began to have the shadow of dusk on his body.

"Siba'an?" Lin Sanjiu murmured. "How do we..."

"Have you heard of the concept of 'lucid dreaming'? Since it is my dream, then I can manipulate it and change it with my thoughts, and shape it with my memory. This is my first slice of life. , is also the beginning of my life." Siba'an replied in a low voice, "The me in that slice is what you see now... In terms of the age of ordinary people, I would probably be over sixty years old."

"You still look good."

Lin Sanjiu also smiled at him; she grabbed her hair from the back of her head, walked around and took a look, and saw her hands full of white hair. "In the first slice of your life...we grew old together?"

He tilted his head and looked at the now old-looking Lin Sanjiu, but he couldn't help but smile; it seemed that Lin Sanjiu like this was far cuter than any Lin Sanjiu he had ever seen before.

"No, I didn't meet you in my first slice of life."

Lin Sanjiu was startled.

"Isn't this the first slice in your memory? You've never seen me, so how come you remember what I looked like when I was old?"

"What you look like now is what I saw from the last slice of my life. You seemed to be much more than sixty years old at that time. I just hope that I can walk with you in my dreams with a similar age and appearance. Just leave."

Sibaan had an expression that seemed like a memory or a trance.

"My childhood was cut out and arranged to the end of my life, becoming the last slice in a series of slices. After I experience the last slice of childhood, there will no longer be 'Sba'an' in the universe. People.

"Because it was my childhood, so at the age of sixty, I naturally have the memories of my childhood; but because I haven't experienced it yet, my memory is very vague, like an unclear dream, a period of A brief outline.”

As he spoke, he held out his hand to her.

"Although it is an outline that has not filled in the plot, I still want you to take a look." Sibaan said with a smile, "You don't know, right? I'm actually very worried about you. If I don't slice that Let me show you, what if you don’t show up at the right place at the right time in the future?”

"You make it sound like you can predict the future," Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but smile and put her hand in his. Her energy was not as strong as when she was young, but she didn't need anyone's help to walk - she was so light. He squeezed Siba'an's hand gently, feeling that at this moment, he could still fight with him.

"In a way, right?"

Every step Sibaan takes seems to cause the world around them to change, creating a new layer of climate, color and environment. "Because I happen to have lived part of the future. For example, I know that in the last slice, several evolvers found the long-lost arsenal information..."

Her eyes flashed, and she found that she was standing in front of a rolling building; although it occupied a vast area, it seemed to have been there for a long time, and everything was repaired and in a bad state.

"What those evolvers found was the 'prototype plan' of the arsenal."

Lin Sanjiu felt that the name sounded familiar. She thought about it and took a breath: "Did you create the plan of Fan He and Li Wen going back to the river?"

Just a few fragments of abilities taken from Fan He have already profoundly affected her life; that "prototype project" is really amazing - I didn't expect that it would be dug out of the old papers many years later. Already?

"Yes," Siba'an walked towards the metal building and said, "I don't know how they overcome the difficulty of disorderly transmission, but they decided to re-implement the 'Prototype Project' and use the technology of the arsenal to create it again. The 'prototype'...maybe you want an army of your own? Other resources, technologies and facilities in the plan may not be easy to find, but there is one most critical raw material, which can be found in as many quantities as you need."

A truck rumbled from the distance in the dark night, its tires crushed the sand, and thick smoke billowed under the night. It whizzed past the two of them - the truck seemed to be used to transport livestock, because its compartment was a large iron There were dark figures crowded behind the cage and iron bars.

The truck rushed through the gate; the scattered cries of children were scattered in the wind, and were quickly swept away and disappeared.

Lin Sanjiu suddenly stopped.

She stared at the invisible truck, understood, turned her head, and glanced at Sbaan.

He looked at the building in front of him almost gently and quietly. Under the moonlight, a silvery white circle appeared on his profile.

"They arrested many children of all ages, from teenagers to infants... I was one of them."

"How old were you then?" Lin Sanjiu asked in a low voice.

"Two or three years old?" Siba'an guessed, "I don't know either."

Lin Sanjiu picked up her steps again and walked slowly towards the building.

"I can't remember the slices I took when I was younger. Maybe I've already experienced it. Just like you won't remember what happened when you were just born, right?"

Sibaan's tone was still calm - he knew that at the end of his life, he would become a two or three-year-old child who was unable to protect himself, and together with countless other children, he would be taken away and used as experimental materials; but he didn't seem to have any doubts. Not worried, but even vaguely...satisfied.

"I only know that if my life, which has been disrupted by slicing, is arranged according to the normal flow of time, the first scene I remember in my life is blood and fire."

As his voice fell, the building in front suddenly burst into flames; half of the building became fuel sacrificed to the night sky. Ceilings and beams collapsed one after another, and figures screamed and ran - someone He shouted angrily: "What are you afraid of! Taking out special items...it's just an old woman!"

As if being dazzled by some kind of spell, Lin Sanjiu walked step by step into the trembling and swaying fire scene in a trance.

She didn't even notice whether Sibaan was still around; because she already knew what the next scene in his memory was as brief as an outline and as vague as a dream.

"The second image I remember in my life is of you in your twilight years."

Among the beams and debris that crashed down, the fire flickered and rolled, being swayed by the sharp wind stirred by the evolutionary ability, and he was furious. A blond child sat quietly in a pool of blood. His leg seemed to have been injured and half of his body was soaked in blood. He didn't cry a word, and looked calm; as if he was waiting for something, and he could even endure the pain.

Lin Sanjiu bent down and picked him up in a daze.

The child raised his head and looked straight at Lin Sanjiu with a pair of bright green eyes, unblinking. After two seconds, he smiled softly.

She hugged the child tightly into her arms. The blood soaked into her clothes, and she couldn't tell whose it belonged to.

The blood on his blond hair was also stained on her white hair.

"The end of your life is also the beginning of my life. However, when your life ends, my life will also end... This is good. Before I know that you have finished your life, I will have to live alone in the future. The situation is much better. For that, I am grateful for my slice of life."

Sibaan's voice sounded again not far away, like sunshine floating in the summer wind, swaying in the shadow of the clouds.

"Why did you fight them? Did you go to save me? How long did I stay there? I don't know the answers to these questions... When we get the answers, your life and mine will come to an end. ”

Lin Sanjiu listened to his voice in a daze, but at some point she lowered her head and found that her arms were empty; she had once again returned to the appearance of her youth, with moist and plump skin and firm and strong muscles.

"What happened next?" She looked around blankly, unable to see clearly where she was. "After I picked him up...what happened?"

She asked as she walked, and unknowingly, she stopped on a piece of maroon land. A mountain hangs upside down in the sky; on the gravel ground in the distance, there are scattered clumps of wild flowers and grass.

Siba'an crossed his long legs and was sitting on the surface of the Mother King's planet, returning to his youthful appearance. He raised his head, looked at Lin Sanjiu, and smiled softly.

"Let me keep it for now." He whispered, "I can only tell you that the last slice of my life lasted for more than ten years...from when I was a few years old to when I became a teenager, During that time, not a moment can be exchanged, no matter what it is.

"I knew it from the time I experienced the first slice of my life. I will float in the dark sea all my life, unable to reach the shore; but at the end of my life, I will be rescued... What is waiting for me is hope, is Light, it’s you.”

He lowered his head and took out a black communication device from somewhere—the one in the Exodus cockpit.

Lin Sanjiu sat down slowly.

"Xiaojiu," Siba'an said softly, "I know why you came to my dream. The connection between us is beyond human beings... So you know it, and I know it too.

"I have already made my choice. A child who was saved by you, a person who was shaped by you for the first and last ten years of his life, what choice do you think I will make at this moment?"

He pushed the contact device towards Lin Sanjiu, his expression calm and solemn.

"I've been waiting for your contact signal. It's time for you to take action, Xiaojiu."

Nearing the finale, I have occasionally seen people explain why the plot of XX appears. In fact, it is all for the ending. Watching it in real time may feel unclear because the subsequent plot has not yet come out and cannot be connected. I hope people who read it in one sitting after the book is over will find it smooth. All in all, Sibaan’s hole has been filled, a great achievement (.