Back to the Future 1999: Raining at the Same Time

After Rebuilding ran away, Chenxi settled the remaining people and returned to his wasteland.

This time, Mr. Carson won't have to say goodbye to his young lady like that. I just wonder what the Foundation will do with all the ordinary humans who survived in the scorched forest.

However, none of this concerns Chenxi anymore.

Previous experiments have resulted in his body containing countless souls, all of which evolved from him, but they can occasionally be quite noisy.

However... as time goes by, some of them will succumb to wear and tear and eventually dissipate completely, returning all their power to Chenxi himself and stabilizing his own condition.

Yudo is such an example, and the little one assigned to Arcana... also doesn't have much time left.

Chenxi opened the gate to the wasteland, his mood slightly heavy, unaware that something even more distressing was yet to come.

……

"master……"

Unlike before, this time when the gates to the wasteland were opened, the person standing at the front to greet them was not Anya, who always stood there gentle and virtuous, but whose eyes held an aggressive gaze.

Instead, it was Snyder with a worried expression and a rare frown.

"what happened?"

Seeing this, Chenxi had a vague sense of unease.

"An...Anya, it seems like she's not going to make it."

"What?! How is that possible!"

If it weren't for the fact that it wasn't Snyder standing in front of her, Chenxi would have already grabbed him by the collar, lifted him up, and questioned him.

"It's true, An... Anya, half of her body is paralyzed and frozen."

"Why didn't any of you tell me!"

In front of Chenxi was the dormitory in the wasteland, which was safe and sound; behind him, the wasteland was collapsing amidst violent tremors, with strong winds and dark clouds filling the sky.

“Sister Anya said that this is the beginning of her life cycle, it’s a natural phenomenon, I don’t need to tell you, it would distract you.”

Snyder's voice also trembled with a hint of tears. Anya was in charge of the entire wasteland; in any case, her position was equivalent to that of the matriarch of the family, and she herself had devoted herself to the entire family.

Chenxi was fun, and coupled with the turmoil in my mind before meeting Wuerde—the sky over the wasteland was not always clear and sunny.

Naturally, everyone felt reluctant and saddened by her departure.

Before long, Chenxi arrived at their bedroom.

Pushing open that door felt just like pushing it open when I returned to the wasteland after a long, long time.

The temperature inside was frighteningly cold. The only difference from before was that this time a cold wind was blowing inside, and the snowflakes, hidden in the wind, were sharp and terrifying like knives.

"Anya..."

Chenxi's voice trembled. He could use his abilities to protect himself from the cold, but he didn't.

He even withdrew his healing abilities; the ice and snow streaked across his cheeks, arms, and thighs, and the blood that flowed out was frozen solid as soon as it surfaced.

The ice was then broken by the wind and snow, and then condensed again. By the time Chenxi reached An Ya's body, which had almost turned into an ice sculpture, he had already mutated, with large and small lumps of blood all over his body.

"Cough cough...Why are you doing this?"

Ice crystals have already formed, and Anya can now only move one arm and her neck and above.

"I'm not dead, I'm just taking a time to consolidate my strength. Don't worry, there's no danger. It will take anywhere from a month to several years for this ice to thaw. By then, even the gods won't be able to separate us."

"Mmm...mmm..."

As Bing's daughter, Anya has been Bing's darling since birth. However, after accepting Chenxi, her life level will inevitably rise to a new level.

Only when she completely freezes herself, surrenders everything to the ice, and completes her transformation, can she truly achieve her potential.

"Oh, this is a good thing! You should be able to tell it's a good thing too. And even without me, you still have Nana and Snyder for you to mess around with. If all else fails, there's Virtue outside. The way she looks at you doesn't seem like a simple brother-sister relationship~"

Even though it was time to part ways, Anya acted as if she had returned to the time when she first met Chenxi, spouting witty remarks as if she knew Chenxi wouldn't have the heart to beat her up.

But as she spoke, Anya's own tears began to fall, and gradually her voice became hoarse.

"I look a lot like my sister Veltin, don't I? It seems that when you resurrected me, she was the only one on your mind."

“I didn’t! You are you, Anya, my Anya. No one else will be you, and you will never be anyone else. You will always be the Anya who walked into my heart when I was lost and confused, who accompanied and encouraged me!”

"I know……"

The ice crystals spread even faster, and Anya's entire arm was immobilized, with only a few trembling fingers stubbornly radiating a soft, warm light, soothing Chenxi's injuries while wiping away his tears.

"After I leave, you'll have to take good care of this wasteland yourself. Snyder and Lead Glass can manage on their own, since there aren't many people in the family now, but you have more ambitions than that, don't you?"

“Go ahead and do it, I believe in you. If you need more manpower, you can contact the forest. I think they know about me; our tribe has a long history, and this is not an isolated case.”

"After I'm gone... please take good care of me..."

Before she could finish speaking, Anya was completely engulfed by the ice crystals and entered her ice coffin with a smile on her face.

As Anya fell silent, the wind and snow in the room gradually subsided. However, Chenxi raised his hand, and countless snowflakes gathered in his palm, forming a flawless dagger.

Without hesitation, he pierced his left palm, pressed his blood-soaked hand against the ice coffin, and continuously channeled his mystical energy into it. Finally, a drop of golden blood was left between Anya's eyebrows.

At this moment, Chenxi sighed deeply. He stroked Anya's cheek through the transparent ice crystals. Despite his reluctance, he knew that they would eventually meet again.

After sitting there for half a day, he simply passed away.

Once everything had settled down, he summoned Snyder and asked about the little mystic girl he had casually saved.

"The little girl was in very bad condition. We put her in a room to rest, and when she woke up, she started screaming."

“I could see the fear in her eyes, and through the old man’s and my own experiences, I roughly knew what she had gone through.”

"Fortunately, her magic was not offensive, but even so, it still took Miss Lead Glass and me a lot of effort to calm her down."

“She’s staying in the room that was arranged for her before, and it’s dark with the lights off. Every time I go there, I can only see her huddled in the corner, shivering and lost in thought. The food I bring her is often only eaten a small bite after two or three days.”

“Miss Anma is the one who delivers the meals and such. She’s the only one here who doesn’t really resist. And she gets terrified if there’s any noise outside.”

"This wasteland is still a bit empty. Now only Nana, Anma, Daowu, Miss Lead Glass, and Miss Lowell live here. It still lacks a bit of human life."

"I see."

Snyder was absolutely right; the wasteland was indeed a bit too vast.

From now on, I'll take on those the foundation doesn't want to take, and I'll protect those the foundation doesn't want to protect. It's time to have my own power in this world.

I'll bring Liya back from the Foundation in a couple of days. I wonder what kind of person the Foundation people have raised me to be.

"master……"

The sudden fever hurt Chenxi's back. Just as she was thinking about important matters, Snyder, who was standing next to her, started biting his fingers uncontrollably.

The call almost made Chenxi's bones tremble.

"S...Snyder, what...what do you want to do!"

"miss you!"

Almost without thinking, Snyder blurted out. Little Orange, wearing a feather shirt, clung softly and bonelessly to Chenxi.

"I think this is also a way to bring life to the wasteland, isn't it?"

"Sir, you should just give in. The louder you scream, the more people will likely attack you."

"I think you should know that I'm not the only one in this wasteland who harbors wicked thoughts towards the master, am I?"

"Wait, wait, wait—your sister Anya has only just settled in! How can you do this..."

Snyder's body pressed tightly against Chenxi's, her languid voice and petite frame exuding a natural allure. A few whispers in Chenxi's ear were enough to make his blood boil.

“Sir, this is called a wife committing a crime in the presence of her husband. And I believe that even if Sister Anya were awake, she would definitely not object, and might even…”

Snyder lifted her eyes, which were already brimming with love, and parted her lips slightly, a glistening thread hanging precariously from them. It was clear how much she longed for it.

"I think even if she were awake, she'd probably join in. And if she gets into the mood, she might even invite Sister Nana along. Sir, can you handle that?"

“While you were away, Anya told me a lot about your past. It’s surprising that you had such a cute and delicate period.”

"It's a pity I didn't see it with my own eyes, otherwise..."

He could no longer speak, for the beast had already pounced on its prey.

Snyder peeled the orange. This year, the oranges were growing very well; they were so big that she couldn't even wrap one in her mouth. But they were indeed oranges she had personally selected—large and juicy.

The method used was a bit too much. This year's batch of juicy chickens is so juicy that it's impossible to drink them. If you're not careful, the juice will seep from the corners of your mouth and drip all over your body, which will take a lot of effort to wash off.