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Chapter 60 - Fifty-Nine: "I Love Her

Chapter 60: Chapter Fifty-Nine: "I Love Her

[HP-195!]

The man’s health bar went down by a fifth, and he seemed to only be stunned for a mandatory 0.5 seconds.

But that was enough for the clone to pounce in front of him.

As soon as the Sword of Yarman appeared in the clone’s hand, it slashed towards the man’s neck!

[HP-105!]

It was clearly the neck, but there was no indication of a fatal strike; the sword seemed to have hit an iron pillar, producing a grating screech. The next moment, the man came to his senses, and his blades swung fiercely!

Even though the clone retreated in time, a cross-shaped pair of blood flowers blossomed on its chest. The attack was deep, and as Su Ming’an felt a sharp pain on his chest, he noticed the clone’s health had dropped by half.

After one strike, the man continued to lunge at the clone, while the clone fought back with its great sword. The blade was fast and ruthless, hacking crisscross cracks onto the blade of the sword. If not careful, it would leave deep, long gashes on the body.

Blood splattered all over the floor, but the man’s movements were getting slower. After an overly forceful forward motion, Su Ming’an teleported right in front of the man!

The man had just extended his blades, his arms open in position, never having expected someone to get so close, but in the next moment, Su Ming’an quickly spread his hands and pressed them directly onto the man’s face, over his eyes.

[HP-1005! (Fatal Strike!)]

[You have killed Bai Xiong (Bionic body), Exp+1500]

[Ding Dong! You have leveled up to a (First Rank Nine) player, gaining three free attribute points]

The man’s body toppled backward, and Su Ming’an took off his gloves, looking towards the clone that lay in a corner covered in blood.

The health bar above was also shockingly low.

(79/950)

"You rest here for now," Su Ming’an said as he opened the store and tossed two Blood Bottles to it.

As he was leaving, he noticed the timid Siyi.

"Big Brother... I’m scared..." She clung to his clothes, uncomfortable with the bloodiness inside the room.

"Then learn to get used to it," Su Ming’an pointed to the room, "The attacker has been cleared out, this place is now the safest. Wait here, and I’ll go take a look outside."

With that, he walked down the corridor.

If his guess was right, as a twelve-year-old boy, Qin Ze should be "a protected existence" in this Floating City, and he shouldn’t be subject to any attacks.

He noticed the clone’s message feed was still scrolling:

[This black-clothed NPC is so strange, I can feel a sense of familiarity.]

[Right? I also think this NPC’s tone sounds a lot like Brother Ming’an from the First World!]

[Why is he helping Brother Ming’an? He even took out a Blood Bottle! Is he a player?]

[Not sure... Their tones seem very familiar with each other, could it be a player that became an NPC? Is there such an identity?]

[...]

Su Ming’an didn’t disguise the tone of his speech, guessing he might be recognized, but for now, it didn’t matter.

On his way, he allocated the attribute points. He found that both his main body and the clone could assign the points, duplicably. He attempted to allocate Strength, Fitness, and Agility to himself, but after seeing the reminder["Shadow" status might be ineffective], he decided to put all three points into Spirit, while for the clone, he evenly distributed the points into Strength, Fitness, and Agility.

He first went to the unoccupied rooms, where he collected the seven Evolution Gems that had not yet been found and put them in his backpack, then went to find Noel.

As expected, Noel’s door was ajar, and intense fighting sounds were coming from inside. As Su Ming’an pushed the door open, the fight had just ended.

Noel retracted his dagger from the forehead of the man in white. The blade flashed white for a moment, as if electricity was flowing on it. His body was splattered with some green liquid, but there wasn’t much blood, and he seemed much better off than the clone, as if the fight hadn’t troubled him too much.

"They are bioroids." Noel looked at him and said, "The city rulers aren’t so easily killed. The one who guided us might have just been one of his clones, and so are these sent to us."

"I see, no wonder we haven’t seen any other leaders on our way to the center. He wants to make himself into an almost immortal being. If all the leaders are just him... then he could establish absolute rule." Su Ming’an stroked his chin and said, "He’s also a person of ambition... His pursuit of power isn’t bad, it’s just that his methods are a bit disgusting."

"Let’s go check on the child first." Noel walked out.

Noticing that there was also an artificial flower in Noel’s room, and its core seemed yet to be discovered, Su Ming’an took the opportunity to collect the ninth Evolution Gem while Noel had stepped out.

Qin Ze came out, his room neat and clean.

Glancing inside, Su Ming’an noticed the paper flowers in Qin Ze’s room were spotless. Obviously, the gemstone on it had already been taken by Qin Ze.

Children in this world were protected; he had no intention of snatching it from them.

"No clues... Hey, were you attacked, npc?" Qin Ze looked at the blood on Su Ming’an’s arm curiously, seeming not to have been attacked himself.

"...I’ll go check the other rooms first." Su Ming’an glanced at Qin Ze and confirmed his own suspicion.

He noticed the head of the man in white on the ground had disappeared, not knowing who had taken it.

He raised his head and looked at a room that appeared unique.

[Nuoliya]

The nameplate on the door was engraved with this name. It was clearly the room of a female player.

Su Ming’an pushed the door open.

The decor inside did not have the cold, standardized look of their rooms, but rather had an authentic medieval European style.

The brown-yellow curtains were neatly drawn to one side, and a pile of untouched fruit sat on the wooden table, giving off a feeling of life.

In the rosewood bedside table, Su Ming’an found a diary.

The journal cover was made of brown leather, and its content was handwritten, which seemed rare in this mechanical city. He flipped through the pages, and the first thing he saw was lines of twisted text—the emotions of the writer seemed agitated.

[New Calendar Year 1, Day 1: I am Bai Xiong, and from today, I will start writing this journal. White City... this is truly a beautiful mechanical Imperial City! To be part of that wonderful project... I am incredibly excited...]

"Bai Xiong’s diary?" Su Ming’an remembered that man in the white coat, the ruler of the city.

There seemed to be many Bai Xiongs; after all, even after he killed one, the system indicated it was just a bioroid, and then another "Bai Xiong" with high combat power burst into the room.

This was Bai Xiong’s diary; it should contain clues about the city’s secrets.

What was his plan? Cloning? But why did he get involved himself?

Why were all the families in the Inner City shut in... What was the reason?

Perhaps this was the key clue for a perfect pass.

Su Ming’an began to read through it.

...

[New Calendar Year 1, Day 98: The birth rate in White City is getting lower and lower, but fortunately, the plan is progressing smoothly. She is going to be born in the experiment, I hope to see her, I hope to find her...]

...

[New Calendar Year 1, Day 197: It’s a success, a success! I’ve seen her, she’s so beautiful... I believe that she will become the hope of this city...]

...

[New Calendar Year 2, Day 12: She communicated with me today, she wants a name. I especially went to the ancient library in the Inner City to pick the best name for her. Nuoliya, I told her the meaning of this name, and she seemed very happy. She likes the name I chose for her]

...

[New Calendar Year 3, Day 75: She told me she wanted to go out, but she can’t... You are the hope, the people of this city are watching greedily, I won’t let them take you away...]

...

[New Calendar Year 3, Day 278: I am striving to shape her in the likeness of the Goddess Mother, yet she seems to be resisting—how can this be! You are the perfect product of the plan... I will not allow you to deviate from the predestined trajectory...]

The handwriting became increasingly chaotic, with several blurred lines. Su Ming’an turned the yellowed pages, continuing to read.

...

[New Calendar Year 5, Day 19: Damn it, my body is really starting to falter... I can feel my physical strength dwindling little by little, my body aches more and more... I still have time, I have time to rear her, to rear her...]

...

[New Calendar Year 5, Day 178: Today, she scolded me for spying on her—she dared to scold me! This shows she’s developed a sense of shame, which is good, but she shouldn’t be using it against me.]

...

The handwriting grew even more disorderly, each sentence dotted with thick ink spots, and the following words were even more twisted:

...

[New Calendar Year 7, Day 56: She has been in the glass room for seven years now, but she seems okay, she’s learned the emotions and knowledge a "human" should have. Annoyingly, though, she seems increasingly wary of me... Sometimes, she even dares to defy my orders, which is dangerous...]

...

[New Calendar Year 7, Day 156: Today she begged me to let her out, she said she couldn’t stand the loneliness of the glass room day after day... How can there be loneliness when I am always with you, the outside is full of terrifying mechanical beings, they will hurt you]

...

[New Calendar Year 7, Day 198: Damn! She actually screamed and shouted at me today, if it weren’t for the glass door, I might even suspect she would leap at me and bite my head. She seems to be becoming more aggressive, but I am your creator, how can you be hostile towards me!]

...

[New Calendar Year 7, Day 201: The situation is worsening... I have thought about formatting her, but my body seems to be giving out, now every step I take is difficult... She is still waiting for me to shape her to perfection, I must persevere... even if, even if at a cost!]

...

The handwriting here suddenly stopped, leaving only large blotches of ink stains. Su Ming’an flipped through several pages before finding the next sentence, but on it, there was a very clear bloodstain.

...

[New Calendar Year 7, Day 203: What have I done... I can’t remember what I did to my own body, but somehow, I am still alive, though I don’t know if I am the same person who first wrote this diary, but now it doesn’t matter—I feel very good, better than I have ever felt. Since I made many copies of myself, I think I can live for a very long time, a very long time... until the time comes when I have reared her to perfection...]

...

Large clots of blood covered the words, several pages turned were even entirely blood-red, as if soaked in blood. After several more pages, Su Ming’an continued to read the blood-smudged words.

...

[New Calendar Year 9, Day 3: It’s been a long time since my last diary entry... no, I am not sure if the person who wrote the last entry is me... I’m not quite clear on that, but I guess it’s still me, in a way. It seems my body is aging a bit fast, but no matter, I have many, many "me", enough to continue protecting this Inner City for her... I gradually took control of the Inner City central system, the mechanical beings outside finally began to listen to me. I will turn Inner City into a castle exclusively for her, with all mechanical beings becoming the loyal guards of the little Princess. As for the Outer City, it doesn’t matter, just let those who refuse to be transformed wander there...]

...

[New Calendar Year 9, Day 12: She resisted me... This time she was more ferocious than ever before, breaking through the glass wall and rushing at me, directly ripping out my heart... But it doesn’t matter, there are many, many "me"... Perhaps even she doesn’t know which "me" she’s seeing... But, it doesn’t matter, no matter which "me" it is, I will always love her from the beginning to the end... She is the most perfect work, just a little rebellious.]

...

[New Calendar Year 9, Day 289: I further mastered the central system, I can now control the giant machinery left by the Mother Goddess... This is good. But having just force is useless, birth rates in the Outer City are getting lower and lower, I need to take measures... so that she can have enough subjects...]

...

[New Calendar Year 9, Day 300: The new policy is very popular, those starving lowlifes soon brought their wives and daughters to me, which is ironic. Even though there was a chance to survive by rising up in rebellion, they chose to cut off their last retreat instead, perhaps this is the inherent inferiority and ignorance of mankind?]

—Incorrect.

I... I am clearly human.

Why would I write such words?

I... Have the mechanical parts inside of me influenced me too?

No.

No.

No.

...]

...

The handwriting kept frantically repeating "No," until it became more and more distorted, more and more slanted; gradually, clumps of blood congealed upon it, it was unknown what the diary’s owner had done.

...

[No.

I... am I still the initial me?

Am I "me," or a robot that is called "me"?

I retain the memories of a human, constantly copying myself, but my thoughts... my brain... everything about me is gradually being replaced by mechanical parts...

All of my past is slipping away, even the "me" that comes to write in the diary is no longer the same "me"...

All of my thoughts and feelings now—whether they are the fervent love and devotion of a human,

or... that which was inscribed on memory chips time and again by my predecessors, a pre-written program named "Love her"?

I clearly love her so much, that I even killed the original me for her.

But when she truly falls in love with me...

She will kill me, inheriting everything of mine, my worldviews, emotions, thoughts, inheriting the scepter of the Mother Goddess, and becoming the most powerful and lenient ruler of this city.

She will kill me, she will become me.

She will embrace all that I am and walk forward, carrying all my love and ideals.

She will bear my most tender curse, filled with faith, stepping on my corpse and ashes.

She will become a complete agent, devoid of any bias or discrimination.

She will step forward for the future all her life,

And the me that has passed will forever shadow her.

——After imprisoning her for ten years, will there come a day when I am killed by my beloved her?]

...

The writing in the diary ends here, completely; the following pages are entirely blank.

Su Ming’an closed the diary, pensive.

[Acquired Hidden Clue - Bai Xiong’s Experimental Subject Observation Diary]

[Clue has been recorded in the Clue Column, and can be viewed at any time.]

[Acquired Exploration Points: 10 Points]