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Chapter 1186: "You and His Utopia (Part )"

He must keep his promise and find a way to keep civilization alive forever, otherwise the sacrifice of his best friend would be in vain.

...Oh, there is one more thing.

In Gao Wei's eyes, time is not time, space is not space, and death may not be absolute... Maybe He can find a way to resurrect his best friend.

He climbed up the cause and effect, spent a long time and price, and found a way to get the "cause" - the cause of "Asa Aktor". He buried this "cause" in his own little world. Then, he sailed into the depths of the universe, looking for a way to modify the cause and effect of death.

This is just a wild imagination. I don’t know if it is practical, but there is no other way.

Besides these, He has many others whom He wants to resurrect.

Tretia, Lin Guang, Bei Lisel... and other possible names such as Su Mingan, Lu Shu, Yue Yue... He gradually found their incomplete "causes" and buried them in this "new world" bit by bit.

Gradually, more and more "failed Noels" gathered around him, and the number of people he wanted to save increased... What he picked up was no longer just "a person's foundation", but even "the remains of civilization". He buried the remains of many civilizations in his small world, and he longed to revive them one day.

But He never succeeded.

Later, He realized why—this small world was too crude. Only with the source of the world would it have the potential for development.

——Then how can we obtain the source of the world?
He knows what to do.

The blond youth stood in the starry sky, his figure was ethereal, his power was completely dissolved in the higher dimension, and his eyes became indifferent and cold. After thousands of years, he still could not find a way to make civilization eternal - he gradually realized that his promise would never be fulfilled.

He once looked back at the ruined world, but everything and everyone in the ruined world had changed. It was so strange that it frightened him. It was no longer the familiar hometown he missed.

Now, it seems that the only thing that keeps him going is the obsession with resurrection.

All the failed Noels, their despair, pain, and brokenness were all accumulated in Him, squeezing Him day after day.

An adventure burdened with sin is no longer an interesting and free adventure. Before fulfilling his obsession, he has been trapped in a long period of silence, floating in the vast universe like a bound prisoner.

What He did most was to return to His own little world and face the edge of the world—where countless “causes” were buried—and repeat over and over again:

"Don't be afraid, I will reach the other side."

Then, there would be sounds like the swaying of petals and the rustling of leaves. He knew that it might be the souls that had not yet been resurrected responding to him, that was the immature form of their life.

As long as we get the source of the world, maybe we can see them.

He firmly believed this.

I imagined my ideal new world in my mind - noble old friends, pure white children, free birds. In such a world, there would be no more pain and sorrow.

But He still had nothing in His hands. Looking back, He saw nothing.

Not accepted, not welcomed. No home, no destination.

The universe is too vast to find new civilizations. So they can only drive their own ark, carrying a ship full of remains, wandering, wandering, wandering in the endless darkness... There is only loneliness, regret, nothingness and solitude.

Finally, when he saw Su Ming'an for the first time in the old world, Dieying's long-silent heart suddenly had the thought of "not letting him go", which was almost like an instinct.

……

[“Let’s go, follow me to a place further away. There, perhaps there is what you really want, whether it is power, wisdom, or secrets... Perhaps, that is our common homeland.”]

[“I want you to be…” Dieying’s voice trembled slightly, as if some kind of reaction was also happening in His heart:]

[“…My soul mate.”]

……

His human nature has completely faded, and a high-dimensional way of thinking between divinity and animality dominates his life essence. He is eager to pursue the source of the world and his old friends. The former is for promise, and the latter is out of instinct.

——If Su Mingan had the authority over time...

——Combined with the source of civilization from the old world, his new world has a high probability of success.

He invited Su Mingan again and again because he was thinking——

——Yes, you are also my best friend, even though your timeline is the only real one, and Noel beside you has not yet fallen into failure and ended up on me.

——If it were you, it would definitely be possible... We can definitely build a perfect bridge of resurrection and find a way for civilization to live forever...

Because you are my only true friend.

You must be the most perfect and powerful possible.

I have seen many possibilities of "Noel's failure". They make me who I am. Therefore, I have also seen many possibilities of "Su Ming'an's failure". In most possibilities, the ending of "Su Ming'an" is quite tragic. If you continue to go on, the probability is that it will also be a tragic ending.

So, I also want to...

Pull you out of this "doomed to destruction" fate.

Let us go together to find... a "new world" of freedom.

Su Mingan.

Finally... you won't die in front of me anymore.

……

[“Let’s go and travel to the farthest place.” Dieying looked at the god Su Ming’an, and his voice was excited, as if a story had come to an end, and it was finally as he wished.]

[“It doesn’t matter where we go. We can go to faraway places to see flowers and plants and be free travelers. You have the time, I have karma, we can see everything in the world... and go on adventures anywhere.”]

[“…You are finally free, Su Mingan.”]

……

However, the one and only real Noor Akinni stood in His way.

In the old temple, a blond boy sat under a pure white throne, with a sculpture of angel wings standing behind him. A blue rose cane pierced his chest and blood flowed.

The young man seemed to be looking up—but in fact he was looking down at Him who was “made up of failures”.

"It seems that Gao Wei is really scary." Noel panted, with a smile on his face: "If it were me, I would never be like you."

He lowered his gaze calmly: "I am you."

Noel smiled: "We are different."

"Same."

"Different."

Until the old shrine exploded, the boy lowered his head. Finally, he said that the overlapping shadow had become corrupted and was the most evil "Noel Akinni".

—So you are the kindest "Noel Akinni"? Dieying sneered.

What is the difference between the most evil and the most kind? "Good Changge" and "Evil Changge" killed each other and swore to be enemies. Is the situation of "He" and Noel the same?

He returned to his own little world.

Sitting there blankly, facing those flowers that will most likely never bloom... those bones that will most likely never be seen.

Kingfishers were close to His face.

He continued to respond with gentle touches for thousands of years without changing... until he, too, died.

The vitality of this small world has declined. Without the source of the world, not even birds can survive.

Holding the kingfisher's corpse, He thought over and over again in the eternal darkness.

...What would have happened if many years ago, when Su Mingan was a few years old, He passed by on a journey and when He saw Su Mingan on the street, He walked over?
Is there such a "possibility"?

Probably not. Some things are just impossible from the beginning.

Just like now, Su Mingan would always reject Him and would never be willing to build a new world with Him.

"You don't have to be afraid..."

Facing the remains of a civilization on the verge of collapse, He caressed the kingfisher's corpse and repeated softly:

"I will eventually reach the other side..."

"I will eventually reach the other side..."

……

He wanders in the universe, driving the ark of bones, seeking help from the past, swimming towards the future,
Everyone thought He was just joking and laughing meaninglessly.

……

As Su Ming'an and Dieying strolled at the edge of the world, the outlines of the [remains of civilization] were dim in the night. Most of them had fallen into the void and disappeared in silence.

Perhaps the shadow has also forgotten - in the thousands of years of wandering, how many people did he try to leave behind, and which civilization did he try to leave behind. But they are all illusions, the dreams of wanderers in the universe, and an obsession that is difficult to achieve.

What is the meaning of origin, wisdom, life, and power? He has not found his exact shadow, nor has he been able to confirm his independence. Now that the small world is on the verge of collapse, the meaning of his existence is gone.

"Trapped in the phantom of the past - and that phantom is not even you, it's just a part of you. You keep accepting the new 'self' and integrating the new 'self', but you probably can't be sure what you should be." Su Ming'an stopped and looked at the endless sea of ​​stars.

Dieying tilted his head, watching with deep blue eyes.

He suddenly pursed his lips and smiled:
"I loved that story you told the spirits."

“Civilization is on the verge of extinction. A hero sends humanity to the Ark, looking for the possibility of resurrection in the vast universe.”

"If the Ark wants to find the next planet that can survive, it will take a very long time, thousands of years. So the people on the Ark sleep in the hibernation cabin, repeatedly thinking about the past civilization, nostalgic."

"In their dreams, they returned to the civilization that had not yet been destroyed. They laughed in the spring, fished by the lake, made hats out of straw, and made wreaths out of flowers, leaving behind an entire city of spring."

“I like this story.” He placed his hand on his heart:

“It gives me hope.”

“So, I already knew what to do.”

Then, Su Mingan saw——

The collapse of the small world gradually stopped.

A white light emanated from Dieying's body, and his figure seemed to be fading away.

——It was as if He was using “himself” as a price to keep the little world from collapsing.

“Since the small world can no longer survive, I will support it.” He said, “Since the Ark has no fuel, I will be the fuel. The life in the higher dimension is enough to burn for thousands or hundreds of years.”

"So what if I plunder? So what if I invade? I'm looking for a way to achieve immortality for my civilization not because I'm noble. I just want to build an ideal new world and see the people I want to see."

"You see me as your enemy, you hate me, you dislike me, you resent me - then hate me."

“Because that’s who I am.”

"I am not a great savior. I don't need others to understand and forgive me."

"I only love what I want to love, and I only keep what I want. Why should those rubbish enter my pure land? They should be destroyed along with the world. For some ugly worlds, I can only think 'Great, let's all die'."

"I'm telling you this only because... Noah's last consciousness wants to tell you - 'That day, he saw sunflowers all over the mountains. Spring is so beautiful... Thank you'."

"And I'm not him."

"I want to tell you—"

Among the collapsing stardust, the overlapping hairs are connected like star strings.

His body spontaneously ignited with light and fire, and piece by piece, it unravelled into a stream of life, filling this small world on the brink of collapse.

"Crash-"

And His eyes seemed to be full of smiles, yet seemed to be empty.

That is--

“——Stop me as much as you can. I will still find new targets and continue to invade.”

——He has inherited it for a long time, has been wandering for a long time, for thousands and thousands of years——

“Whether it’s hatred, obsession, or twisted desires, I am pleased and agree with all my ideas and actions, and I will never regret it.”

——He will never perish, never fall, and live with Him for thousands of years——

"Hate me, loathe me, denounce me as an invader, denounce me as a demon—"

——Eternal loneliness.

"—I will eventually reach the other shore."

"You will never be able to stop it."

……

[I hope I can find my ideal "new world" soon. I hope my fellow travelers will not be isolated. I hope those children will get what they want.]

……

"You are not him." Su Mingan couldn't connect the person in front of him with Noel.

“Yes! Yes! I am not him! What kind of twisted possibilities did he have to go through to become like me!?” Die Ying laughed out loud, his laughter was more joyful than ever before:
"So, Noel Ajinni can't be the double shadow, and the double shadow can't be Noel Ajinni! Just believe it! I'm going to embark on my journey again until I burn out!"

"After thousands of years, if I am lucky enough to find the source of a new world during my journey, then I will have an eternal new world! If I cannot find the source of a new world, then I will turn into nothingness and disappear!"

“An adventurer should travel the world, regardless of life or death. Either he runs endlessly, or his song stops abruptly!”

“Even if I die, just think of myself as jumping out of time and becoming a part of the world. From now on, everything can be me.”

"Goodbye, Su Mingan... No, goodbye forever! I've realized that I can't keep you, so I'm going to my [new world]."

——Su Mingan actually heard three layers of meaning in that [New World].

A small world called "New World".

A brand new world in a literal sense, which is also the next target of invasion that Die Ying is looking for.

And...the new ideal world in His heart.

He waved his hand, and the light of life flowing from his body flowed madly into the ground. Stardust waved like flags, and the vast and profound foundation of civilization was like a gradually growing sprout, nourishing its growth.

——He is using his own life to continuously irrigate this dying world, allowing it to survive. Then, he can continue to drag this ark full of bones, looking for the next target of invasion, trying to find the source of the world.

Until life runs out.

Until He fell into eternal nothingness.

The starlight was reflected behind Him, as if playing a long and endless song of nothingness. The indescribable fluid was controlled by Him, filling the dry surface until flowers bloomed, kingfishers were reborn, and the tall and magnificent Ferris wheel was once again dyed with the colorful colors of spring.

"Chirp—"

The resurrected kingfisher chirped once, standing on His shoulder, like the birth song of civilization.

Su Mingan was pushed away.

He fell into the crack in space that Die Ying had torn open for him, and returned to the civilization of the old days. This final conversation was over, and there were no more extra words between them. Die Ying sent him away.

Adventurers will continue to step into the endless abyss of civilization, continuing this eternal chain of civilization invasions.

Until the moment His ideal is realized.

Or maybe He burned out before His ideal.

Why die for an illusory spring?

If it were Him, then no.

He will create that real spring with his own hands.

So, spring, warm sunshine, please come soon.

The last thing Su Mingan saw was Dieying burning himself madly, irrigating that beautiful little world, until the birds sang and the flowers bloomed, thousands of souls floated in the sky, and his figure almost disappeared.

The golden hair fluttered in the air like a flying golden bird.

Those deep blue eyes were filled with desire and madness, like an endless blue flame——

"Shh!"

The space gap closed before his eyes, and he didn't know how the story of the higher-dimensional being ended.

Perhaps He would exhaust His life and die, and ultimately fail to find the source of a new world. The small world would collapse and disappear in the void, and the regrets, loneliness, sorrow, and hope of thousands of years would all disappear in the vast universe, and no one would mention it again. Just like the void itself, the name of Noel Akinni would eventually belong to only one person, and all the existences around him would turn into cosmic dust.

But perhaps tens of millions of years later, people will wake up in this rough and shoddy little world.

They began to breathe after a long absence, and realized that they had finally resurrected and woke up—

And in the distant sky, there was a blond figure floating.

He is waiting for something, searching for something, and seems to be just looking down at this pure white world with satisfaction. The fire of life burns in His body, flowing underground, supporting this world without fighting and pain. This is the real [Utopia] without illness and sadness.

No one knew which withered bones of civilization or which shadow that had not yet taken shape were under their feet. All this had already happened before they woke up.

Then, with his blue eyes open, he smiled and repeated,

——The eternal and long-lasting praise of the [Adventurer] that supported Him in doing good or evil, caring about the ideals in His heart, and even at all costs.

……

"Don't be afraid, I will reach the other side."

"——Don't be afraid, I will reach the other side in the end!"

……

So, people shouted.

"——Noel Akinni! The adventurer of the new century, the freest bird!!!"

if so,

[Adventurer] laughed out loud, as if he had proved something, but also as if he had lost something. Then He grabbed a person, that person had black hair and black eyes, or black hair and gray eyes, no matter what, they were not the only reality, and one day they would all be annihilated, including the overlapping images themselves.

——But before reaching the silence of "conclusion", let's start the journey forward.

——Before falling into the end of "nothingness", let Him spread the wings of a kingfisher.

what.

Let Him indulge in the ugly and beautiful, the innumerable, the sinful and full of ideals, the short-lived and endless, the stagnant before the doomed destruction——

……

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——[His and “his” utopia].

……

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So, spring, warm sun,
Please come soon.

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(End of this chapter)