Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum Chapter 953: Ninety-seventh bowl of soup (ten)
Ninety-seventh bowl of soup (ten)
"It's really enviable." His Majesty the Emperor sighed. "But this world is so strange. People who have it don't cherish it, and people who don't have it have obsession. This is also a normal thing, right?"
"Probably." Qing smiled happily. "However, ordinary people should not have the courage of His Majesty the Emperor to personally push their lover into the abyss in exchange for their own supreme glory."
Sif.
His Majesty the Emperor still remembers her. No matter how high he reached, he was always alone. Whether it was for Sif or not, he didn't know for sure, because nothing could drive him mad more than immortality. He wants to live, he wants to have an endless lifespan more than love.
"Haha." The emperor also smiled, this smile was a bit malicious, and he was no longer the warm man he used to be. "What qualifications do you have to speak of me? You came to the new universe, don't you have other plans? I know what you are looking for."
Qing Huan looked at him.
"It's very coincidental. At the moment when the new universe was established, the wormhole closed, and I got something." He opened the portable space and took out a transparent box. Inside the box was a soft, snow-white light group that seemed to have life, trembling slightly, as if breathing. "It was the only light at the time, so I reached out and grabbed it and learned some stories."
If it weren't for the fact that the group of light had survived and remained unchanged for so many years, it seemed that it was immortal, and His Majesty the Emperor would not have put his mind on Qing Huan. "You and this thing are inextricably linked. That's why you came back, right? I'm cold and unfeeling towards Sif, but this person has a deep affection for you, and even gave up the law of immortality for a woman. , shred my soul and throw it into another world, just to renew my relationship with you."
He looked at Qinghuan up and down, "Women are beautiful enough, but how can love be compared to life?"
His tone is full of disdain for soul fragments. In the eyes of His Majesty the Emperor, love is probably the most easily abandoned and least valuable thing in the world. He abandoned Sif, sacrificed his lover, and could no longer understand the obsessions of others.
"You seem to know everything." Qing Huan glanced at the light group in the box, and the bell in her hand rang softly.
"Of course I know, what do I not know? This thing, when I touch it, it has its memory. To be honest, I thought that birth, old age, sickness and death were inevitable for the new universe people. But it let me know that the original human being Really immortal!" His Majesty's expression suddenly became wild, he held the box in both hands, his eyes were obsessed and enthusiastic, and he regarded this fragment as a treasure that could save him. "But technology can't analyze its ingredients, so I thought, since you occupy all of its memory, as long as it catches you, this thing will be obedient, right?"
The light is soft and radiates an unparalleled beauty - a power that only a powerful soul possesses.
Qing Huan stared at the light group in a trance. It is true that, as His Majesty said, of course she did not come here to reminisce about the past, nor to teach and educate people. She came here to find something. And what she was looking for was now in the hands of His Majesty the Emperor. "You look strange, you are really afraid of death."
Qing Huan's tone was calm, but His Majesty the Emperor could hear a sense of sarcasm. He stared at this familiar and unfamiliar girl in front of him. It was almost 10,000 years. During this long time, he kept thinking, is his idea too incredible? Who can guarantee that this person will come back? Who can guarantee that the memory of this light group is all? All he knew and understood was the light group's strong obsession that could not be ignored, and the memory of "longevity".
The owner of this piece of soul fragment discovered the secret of immortality, but he didn't tell anyone, but he chopped up his soul and threw it into pieces. As a price, he gave up immortality and went to find someone. He even created the body of his youth as a medium. When the person he was looking for saw the pair of corpses, the door to memory was opened, the fragments of the soul floated, and fate began to move towards an immeasurable future.
It's just a gamble.
If he can't find the person, it will disappear, and the secret of longevity will be sealed until the next powerful person finds it again.
What kind of person would be willing to give up immortality just for a woman?
His Majesty the Emperor couldn't understand, and he didn't want to understand. When he pushed Sif down with his own hands, he was destined to completely remove love from his soul. At this moment, he only wants to learn the secret of longevity from this light group and this mysterious woman, and he doesn't want anything else!
"Tell me, how to survive, tell me!" His Majesty the Emperor's expression was distorted, excited and irritable.
Qing Huan was still sitting in the cage. Now she got up and walked slowly towards the edge of the cage. His Majesty the Emperor was taken aback: "Are you crazy? You will die!"
Qing Huan just smiled and didn't mean to stop. Finally, His Majesty the Emperor himself opened the cage - he was afraid, afraid, if this woman died, he would not be able to live! Qing Huan looked at him with pity: "Do you think everyone is as afraid of death as you are?" How could that thing hurt her, and even if it did, she wasn't afraid.
No desire, no desire, no worries.
The cage was only opened at a corner, and she reached out and grabbed a frame, which she thought would cut her like a twig in her hand - to no avail. Qing Huan asked: "Choose life or choose love, this is personal freedom, who cares about you. It's normal if you don't want to die. The world is afraid of death. But what can you do if you catch me? What if you have this fragment? If you want to live forever, Wouldn't it be better to die? Death is life."
How can there be longevity in the world, if there is, it is also at the price of eternal loneliness and sadness. Everyone wants to live forever, and after longevity, everyone wants to die. Better to think beautiful.
"Then what about you? Why didn't you die?!" His Majesty the Emperor asked heart-rendingly. If he couldn't catch Qing Huan, it meant that his life would be hopeless. His heart was full of fear. He will soon... be 10,000 years old, less than five months, less than five months!
"How do you know I'm not dead?" Qing Huan opened her palm, and the box magically appeared in her hand the next second. She opened the box, and the ball of light jumped in her palm, and then entered the bell. The bell rang softly and remained silent. "Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature. You are a good emperor, but don't think about the matter of longevity."
What His Majesty the Emperor can't bear is his status and glory, but he has been a good emperor for all these years. "Farewell this time, we will never see each other again, take care of you."
Before leaving, Qing Huan gave His Majesty the Emperor a deep look. He may not know that End has become one with him. Maybe this is why he fears death and desires longevity, maybe not, who can tell? At the moment when the wormhole disappeared, it only devoured the mechanical life form, but another personality belonging to King that was parasitic on the mechanical life body came back. The two personalities blended with each other. What is right and wrong, what is good and what is bad.
"Give it back to me...give that thing back to me!"
His Majesty the Emperor pounced towards Qing Huan, the weapon stopped a second before reaching her, as she turned around to avoid the light shot and hit him between the eyebrows. In the last consciousness of His Majesty the Emperor, he only saw the infinite compassion on that beautiful face, and then fainted.
When I wake up, I forget everything.
There will be no Naihe Bridge, no Qinghuan, and no longevity. He would probably still be afraid of death, but he had no choice but to wait and accept.
When life comes to an end, it is useless to force.
Soon, the people of the new universe found that they had lost their so-called "gift", and when the light blob was taken away from this world, the series of changes it brought about began to disappear. People's lifespan gradually tends to be balanced, everyone has no "talent", and everyone becomes equal. This world still needs some time to be peaceful and stable, Qing Huan never doubts the tenacity and tenacity of human beings. The light group does not belong to this world, but its existence makes the universe itself choose evolution. This evolution seems too eager and anxious, thus creating great inequality. The light group disappears, and everything will slowly get better. There can also be outstanding talents on the fourth-class planet, such as Taichu, and then contribute to the changes of the new universe, there may be difficulties and obstacles, misunderstandings and disputes, but it does not matter, we will always move towards a better future together. Don't people live for this, to get better, not for other things.
But, perhaps, not including the rotten heart of His Majesty the Emperor.
Everyone can change. Some get worse, some get better. Some give up some in order to get something, and some are desperate to make up for it, so they create "**", "**" produces "obsessed", and "obsessed" leads to inability to liberate,
The slow-boiled soup on the Naihe Bridge is based on human emotions and desires, with tears as the bottom, a lifetime of love, hatred and hatred. The purpose is just to let the ghost of obsession drink it, let go of the past and go to the next life. If you don't let go, you will be trapped in a beast, locked in a fight, and entangled in an endless loop.
I don't understand why. The past has passed, the future has not yet come, the only thing to cherish is the present, the only choice is to let go.
The world is full of idiots, which is why this world is not peaceful. There are hundreds of ghosts at the bottom of the Wangchuan River. Crawling to wait, waiting for a dream that may never appear.