Chapter 1052 Chapter One Thousand and Fifty "That's Why What You Want Is Better than Living."

Chapter 1052 Chapter One Thousand and Fifty · "That's why what you want is better than living."

The mechanical car moved forward with almost no sound.

Su Mingan looked out the window, Alice humming in her ears.

This car is her car. The cabin is a bit cramped. A dim lamp swayed by the window, almost hitting his forehead.

He had thought that maybe he could find another way so that Alice would not have to be the carrier of the alien king's resurrection. But how can this be found? How in the world are you going to find the second person with a bright red python on his body? Su Ming'an knew a long time ago that the Eye of the Old chose Alice. Alice was Chaoyan's previous life. If we go back to the previous life of the previous life... the "Alice" thousands of years ago may be for the resurrection of the alien king. prepare.

——But why does "Alice"'s mission from thousands of years ago have to be completed by future generations and future generations?

——Why is the nineteen-year-old Alice forced to sacrifice in her generation because of her responsibilities in dozens of previous lives?

"You once said that I am as beautiful as a star." Su Mingan's voice was very low.

Alice once watched the lamb burn to death, and now he seemed to be watching Alice become the lamb in the fire.

...Why?

【destiny】?

Alice's purple eyes reflected him.

"Aren't you looking at the stars?" he said.

"I read through ancient books. If the alien king Su is born, I will not die." Alice squeezed Su Mingan's hand: "Maybe what I lost is just myself."

"If I'm lucky, I can maintain my sanity for a while until the Alien King completely takes over from me. At that time, we can still go to the beach to watch the waves." Alice rolled her eyes: "When the time comes, call Dave, call Come up to Meimi and the others, and we... will go watch together. Okay?"

The rain outside the window became dense.

"[Fate]...is, what?" His voice seemed dry.

"Perhaps...before we were born, our previous lives and previous lives...had already arranged the ending of our lives." The girl answered him. Her eyes are bright and innocent, but this is just the innocence she has returned to her original nature after the death of Qianfan. The nineteen-year-old girl is willing to wear a heavy crystal crown for everyone and is willing to walk into the white temple.

She studied, worked, and squeezed herself, just to protect "her" in the past, those civilians, and those children.

When she suddenly turned around, she was already in the shadow of fate. Even though she worked hard all her life, she still ended up sacrificing herself for the world.

This is the savior?

This is... [Protagonist]?

She tentatively stretched out her hand, but he did not dodge. Her hands slowly hugged his neck, and in the narrow car, her chin rested on his shoulder, as if she could contain the tears in her eyes.

The automatic program has been set for the mechanical vehicle, and its destination is the second tower—Jiuyou, the place where the Alien King is resurrected.

…

【My old friend, the old god. 】

[Fortunately, I was given the talisman and seal of an immortal, and my body became the sword of destiny. The one who fills my soul is the eyes of the past. Offer me a man who looks like a red python, and I will be reborn. Go to the bottom of the nine secluded places in the pagoda, recite my name, and count the deaths. I am determined to cover the earth in order to reach the sky for my ideal country. 】

[——"Classics·Millennium Myths"]

…

These are the conditions for the resurrection of the alien king - the carrier of the Sword of Destiny, the Immortal Talisman, the Eye of the Past, and the bright red python. Su Mingan is completely satisfied with these and just needs to enter the location.

Deep in the black mist are many ruins that have not yet been excavated. With the guidance of the overlapping shadow, Su Mingan can find the designated place for the resurrected alien king - the bottom of the Nine Netherworld.

…

[The good ones will enter the Valley of Heaven after death and enjoy endless happiness. After the evil ones die, they fall into the Netherworld and suffer the pain of purgatory. After a person's death, good and evil are judged by angels, so papyrus is used to record one's life's achievements. In this way, the next life can inherit the responsibilities of the previous life, live brightly and peacefully, and have eternal peace, life after life, and eternal life. 】

[——"Classics·Old God Doctrine"]

…

Su Ming'an never thought that the "Old God Doctrine" he casually made up under the live broadcast camera three years ago actually existed.

"Therefore, papyrus is used to record one's life's achievements" - Papyrus is like a hard drive in everyone's body. The past life is parasitic on everyone, just like Xiao Ying on Xiao Jingsan.

"The next life can bear the responsibilities of the previous life" - just like the fate that Alice is forced to inherit, she must take on the responsibilities from many generations before her and thousands of years ago.

In this way, there will be clarity and peace, eternal peace, life after life, and eternal life.

In this way, life will be bright, healthy and smooth, life after life, and eternal life.

The teachings of the Old Gods that he compiled under the camera have almost completely become a reality. But maybe it wasn't his words that made them come true. Perhaps they existed in their own right, and he would have uttered these codified words as fate directed him, in order to resist the teachings of the gods. Like a Möbius strip without a beginning or end.

[Life after life, eternity forever] - like a curse.

Even if Alice dies in this resurrection of the Alien King, if there is a chance for the Alien King to resurrect in the future, it will be her turn to become the carrier of the Alien King - that is, Chaoyan.

If Chao Yan dies, the next generation of Chao Yan will become a carrier.

It's just like... a curse that rotates from life to life. No matter how many reincarnations there are, no one can escape this "destiny" that was engraved thousands of years ago.

…

The detective stared out the window into the dark night.

The heavy [sense of fate] is like a torrent, bridging the world. The battlefield is far and vast, with weapons and flags everywhere.

Alice's arms were wrapped around him. Her arms were wet with rainwater, but her body temperature was warm.

Her eyes were fixed on him until he turned his head and looked back at her.

At first, the detective didn't understand what the girl was looking at, until her pupils became slightly brighter, as if there was some kind of fire in his eyes, which was quietly ignited in her eyes at the moment they looked at each other.

"Live on..." she murmured. She shouldn't be talking to herself.

The snow was heavy the night he adopted her.

But when the girl walked into the detective's home, put on warm clothes, and pillowed on the sofa - she suddenly felt that the snowflakes flying outside the window were actually hexagonal and so beautiful. In the past, she was only afraid of its coldness and never had the heart to appreciate its beauty.

Just like the heavy rain that night, the goddess Tasli cut off her hair and threw away the strict instructions of the priests.

She suddenly realized at this moment... It turns out that rain can also be praised as "beautiful".

The small light in the carriage flickered, casting shadows on her hair. The light in her eyes became brighter and brighter, reflecting him completely.

——Those pasts have long been like imprints, existing forever in every move she makes, and she remembers them through her own photos. He chose her life every summer and winter, and she filled his efforts every twelve hours until they both shaped each other.

The game cannot be a barrier that separates their lives. In the silence of the rainy night, on the desolate battlefield, the mechanical car creaks and rocks forward, as if it is about to fall into the endless world, and their story has already embraced each other at the beginning. .

At the beginning of the story, the detective held the girl's hand on a snowy night.

"Detective...sir," the girl said.

"Yeah," the detective responded.

"What do you think life is?"

"Life is a death that can be freely chosen."

"Then are you willing to believe me?"

"Of course, I have always...believed in you. I am still thinking about whether I can break your fate of sacrifice and prevent this fate of reincarnation from happening again. Because...this is my...[Mission] ." When he mentioned the word "mission", he couldn't suppress the pain on his face.

"But if I became the alien king, would I kill you with my own hands?"

"No. Destiny can't kill me. Even if the alien king has other intentions, I will come back again and again... until I win."

"I have one more question."

"You ask."

"Are you warmer?" the girl asked softly.

The detective suddenly became very quiet.

The girl knew that he was afraid of the cold, especially on rainy nights. Every year after buying supplies on the street, the detective would immediately hold an umbrella if it rained heavily. But there was no umbrella on the battlefield, and there was no one around to hold the detective's umbrella.

So the girl kept helping him wipe the water drops from his hair. Her eyes held gentle emotion.

"Are you cold too?" The detective saw that she was also shivering.

"It's cold." The girl said:

"But when I'm with you...it doesn't seem so cold..."

The luster flashed in her pupils, and her voice was calm and gentle.

...Because it was you who pulled me back from the snow. Since meeting you, I am no longer cold.

At this moment, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and his fists were placed against his lips, as if this could suppress the trembling all over his body.

Alice…

He remembered that when the girl first learned to practice swordsmanship, she learned very slowly, and even after one semester she was still practicing poorly. She would practice from dawn to dusk.

At that time, he was still thinking about how she would protect the world in the end if her talent was so mediocre.

["Detective, am I a little stupid? Other people's children can easily learn to swing a sword. Grandpa Morgan also said that I am not good at learning to wield a sword."]

["But I will work hard, because you said that I will protect the whole world in the future."]

…

He recalled that when the girl became an honorary knight, her efforts finally paid off.

She jumped and showed her medal in front of him. The gold was shining, reflecting the light in her eyes.

["Sir Detective, Princess Evitina asked me to be her knight! This is my first step to protect the world!"]

…

He thought of her twirling among the lilies, smiling like a dove flying over the church.

["Detective Sir... when the war is over, let's go see the sea together!"]

Thinking of the way she made black tea and spring cakes every time, with flour floating in the kitchen, she said she liked to drink his porridge.

["Sir Detective, if I have the chance... I would like to teach you how to make spring cakes. You will definitely be able to make something delicious... But, no one has ever taught you, never."]

I remembered the way she stood on the other side of the lake waving, her purple eyes reflecting the fireworks.

["I think you are very tired. Every time I see you, I feel that you are very tired. So, I want you to feel happy and relaxed when you are around me."]

["In this way... you may not regret it. You adopted a girl named "Alice". She is very stupid, and compared to other children, she is mediocre and has no characteristics. But she has been thinking that maybe as long as The harder she works, the harder she works... she can protect more people."]

[“A mediocre girl can become the protagonist because there is something special about her. Therefore, she has been thinking that she must be strong enough to escape this “specialness”.”]

["She has always wanted to, really want to... break away from her fate."]

…

Su Mingan's chin was slightly raised.

Very close to him, Alice's sword-cocooned hands held up his sight, meeting the tears in her eyes.

"Detective Sir."

And she just called him softly.

"I want to ask you a question."

"Yeah." Su Mingan responded.

"Am I proud of you? If my life is a nurturing game, in the end I became... a child worthy of full marks?"

"Of course," he said firmly.

Your life is not a game.

Alice gave a shaky laugh, and she smiled softly.

Outside the window, time began to speed up.

Su Mingan didn't know how many years later this acceleration would come. Maybe by the time he blinked, Alice would be gone.

He is an Old God, and he is immune to this acceleration of time because the "future" cannot simulate his actions. Others will make predetermined actions as time accelerates, but he will just stay still, as if he has slept for two years.

"Wait for me, let's go together." He pulled Alice.

Even if he wants to go to Jiuyou, he must go together. He wants to witness the resurrection of the alien king with his own eyes. Maybe there is a turning point... He still doesn't want to give up on cutting off his destiny.

He tried hard to hide his expression and trembling. He didn't want to see another name on the Ring of Time.

"Are you really... willing?" Su Mingan asked her at the last moment when the heavy rain obscured her vision.

Are you willing to go to Jiuyou...are you willing to lose yourself just like that...?

How could the answer be yes.

Alice held a white dried flower in her arms and slowly closed her eyes in the depth of time.

She didn't give a clear answer. The last thing she told him in his ear were the words he once read to her before she went to bed.

"[...Therefore, what you want is more than the living, and what you hate is more than the dead. Those who are not alone in their wisdom have such a heart...]"

It was clear that there was only heavy rain covering the sky and the earth and the long night staring at the mountains and sea, but it seemed that the orange-red sunset over the mountains and plains was attached to her shoulders. The girl's mature face spread with an indescribable smile.

Because of this, it is born and there is no use; because of this, it is possible to avoid troubles but there is no need to do anything.

Those who are not alone in their wisdom have the right heart.

——Everyone has it.

…

The mechanical speaker plays the tune of "Für Elise," the last violin piece the girl played on the White Tower before coming to see the detective.

Mi re mi re mi xi re do la……

…

That was the first and last time that the girl did not break the high string of the violin.

This was the year 830 in the old days. After a rain, the girl reached the age of twenty-one, but he was still nineteen.

Alice has finally surpassed her detective master.