Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 2368: Useless but true oath

After being awakened, Fu Xiluo was stunned and confused for a few seconds, not knowing who he was.

There is a strange man in front of him, walking away step by step; he puts his hands in his trouser pockets, and his steps are careless, but he is almost formed by a condensed power that can explode at any time, as if every step presses him. If we go down, the world will become a little more solid.

Then he remembered that that person was Kurosawa Ji, a friend who had spent three worlds with him - no, Li Zhijun.

Beyond Kurosawa Ji, on this spaceship that he was gradually becoming familiar with again, Fusiro remembered that there were more people there; those conversations, drinking and laughing... all came back one by one.

The night and day Li Zhijun spent on the boat seemed to make him very happy.

Even after Fu Xiro woke up and took over his body again, that floating, mist-like joy still lingered in his chest.

"The life Li Zhijun spent and all the memories he generated have now been transferred to me. It is from his memories and the experiences you told him that I learned about Xiaoxi What happened to Ersi?" Fusiro whispered, "When the housekeeper was debriefing, he gave me his work diary... You can understand it this way."

So...this is how Li Zhijun ends?

The life he once thought he had, and the friends he once made, were all... "returned" to Fu Xiluo?

Lin Sanjiu seemed to be slightly angry for a moment, but as if he could not replenish the fuel, he was always short of breath, always one step away from the anger - and finally turned into melancholy. The next breath.

She thought of Jotense again.

Has Li Zhijun ever had a similar mood to that of Chotans at the end of his life? Probably not, because he never knew from the beginning to the end that he was not a living person, but a cartoon character.

Perhaps this is the best ending for Li Zhijun.

"Just because I received all the memories of Lord Li, I was more or less influenced by him. Attitude, behavior, characteristics... For example, during the time when I was an evolver, I have never wanted to be close to anyone. I have never thought that maybe there are some people in this world who can connect with my life and gain meaning in my eyes."

Fu Xiluo raised his head and looked at Lin Sanjiu, smiled hoarsely, pointed at his chest and said, "Do you believe it? This is the first time I tell others these feelings. Unexpectedly, I also have them... When you feel so vulnerable."

At that moment, he looked almost like a stray dog ​​on the street. He didn't know what decision the person who stopped next to him would make next.

"I very much hope that everything can go back to before I was found out... From that point in time, everyone can continue to get along together."

That's why...he immediately chose to implant memory.

As Ji Shanqing said, Fu Xiluo's act of implanting memories proved that he actually had no murderous intention... However, even if Lin Sanjiu had completely believed him, she still felt a little bit uneasy. Confused.

Could it be that she was going to pretend that nothing happened and knew nothing?

"Is it okay?" Fu Xilao leaned slightly and whispered: "Can you treat this as a secret between the two of us?"

"You...you changed their memory," Lin Sanjiu closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "I understand why you did this...but it doesn't mean this behavior is correct."

Fu Xiro lowered his head, like a child who didn't expect that he would be trained, and said "hmm" from his nose.

"What should we do?" he asked with a dull look.

It is hard to imagine that this person has the power in his body that can kill her in one blow, but at this moment... he is carefully asking her to keep a secret.

"Let me think about it." Lin Sanjiu was silent for a few seconds, unable to think of any solution, but his thoughts jumped to another thing: "Their memories were implanted by you, that is to say, The fuel hasn’t been delivered yet?”

"Yes," Fu Xiro replied.

"Then I will have to receive the fuel when it is delivered," Lin Sanjiu looked at the time on the interactive screen, and without thinking much, the thought turned into a voice and came out.

But as soon as she finished speaking, she immediately realized its hidden meaning: Doesn't this mean that she agreed to help Fusiro hide it from everyone?

"Don't be happy yet," Lin Sanjiu turned her head sharply and said to Fu Xiluo, whose eyes lit up: "...it's only temporary."

"Temporarily?"

"If you remove the implanted memory immediately, it will only make them more hostile to you... I just found out that you are Fusiro, and you have tampered with the memory immediately. No one knows. Neither will be happy."

Fu Xiluo is a very alert person and immediately understood what Lin Sanjiu meant.

"So you hope that I can get along with everyone for a while...and then tell them the truth?"

Letting her friends live with false memories for one more second would make Lin Sanjiu feel like she was stuck in her throat and make her whole body feel uncomfortable. However, at this moment, she didn't know what a better choice was.

The wounds left by Ouxius have not yet healed. Just relying on Fucillo's words will definitely not gain everyone's trust and recognition smoothly; even with her lobbying, friends are wary and cautious. Hostility accepted Fu Xiro, it is difficult to ensure that the situation will not worsen. Only after getting along for a period of time and getting to know the real Fusiro, they might believe that he really wants to be a companion.

She nodded slowly.

It won't be long... She will never let the implanted memory linger in her friends' minds for too long.

Even if Fu Xiro promised that there would be no side effects or sequelae, she still secretly set a time limit for herself. When the time comes, she will apologize properly.

Since Fu Xiluo did it himself, Aquan's copy must not be of much use. After all, the two of them had been talking in the storage room for such a long time, but it was still quiet outside. There was no rush after discovering the truth, and no one was looking for her, which already showed that Ah Quan couldn't tell the difference between the implants. The authenticity of memories.

Fortunately...fortunately Fusilao is different from Xoncyus.

In just one moment, the memories of all of them can be changed into another version of the story, and things that have never happened can be regarded as irrefutable facts... If Fusiro really wants to If they start, even if they are about to die, they probably won't realize what happened, right?

If I hadn’t reminded Qingjiuru and others——

"By the way, why didn't the memory implantation succeed on me?" Lin Sanjiu had already reached the door and turned around to ask.

"I don't know either," Fu Xilao tilted his head, looking a little confused. "I was really surprised when I first discovered that you were immune to implanted memories. You are the first to do so since the emergence of this ability."

…I’m not that special, right?

However, she couldn't think of any reason for Fushiro to lie~IndoMTL.com~, let alone any reason to just let herself go.

In the past two days, there have been a lot of small and messy doubts and unanswered questions. As the saying goes, if you have too many lice, you don't need to worry about it. If you have too many debts, you don't have to worry about them. She is not missing this one.

"Let's go," Lin Sanjiu greeted him and said, "Don't you hope to be friends with them? You can't do that by staying in the storage room."

When she opened the door, Fu Xiluo suddenly called out softly: "Xiaojiu."

Lin Sanjiu turned her head.

Under the slightly white light in the storage room, Fusiro's eyes that were trapped in shadows were like a lake in the shadow of clouds. Somehow it reminded people of the early spring when the peach blossoms were about to bloom. .

"Can I call you that? Xiaojiu?"

Lin Sanjiu hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Fu Xiluo smiled, his eyes were crooked and the water was shining. "What I hope to be is not just a friend... but a relative, a companion, and the most important person in my life."

Lin Sanjiu was startled for a moment and said, "Of course... that's better."

Fu Xiro sighed almost contentedly. His voice seemed to be covered with a veil; it turned out that the evolved person who was more powerful than imagined would also have a hoarse throat due to such a common reason as talking too much.

"Thank you, I'm really...happy."

Just when Lin Sanjiu turned to leave, she turned back again, and a question slipped out of her mouth for some reason: "Can you swear to always tell me the truth?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she couldn't help but be a little surprised: What's the use of swearing?

Fu Xiluo looked calm. He stretched out his index and middle fingers, touched his heart lightly, and lifted them into the air. "What I tell you is always the truth."