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Chapter 793 - 791: "I’m waiting for a spring. (2)

Chapter 793: Chapter 791: "I’m waiting for a spring. (2)

["Nightingale, oh Nightingale."]

["The girl said, said if I could pluck her a red rose, she would dance with me, but there has never been a red rose in my garden."]

["Are you going to pierce your heart with thorns, to dye a rose red for me?"]

[——"Nightingale and the Rose"]

...

A bullet shot out, like a crystal clear blue gem.

This was the "Source Breaker Bullet" that Su Ming’an had acquired at the beginning of the instance, a prop he thought of whenever "shooting" came to mind, although he didn’t know what effect it would have now.

...

[Source Breaker Bullet (Purple Grade)

Type: Consumable Item

Description: When loaded into any firearm, it becomes effective. Your next firearm shot will inevitably sever the connection between the target and the Dawn System, destroying the Dawn Chip inside the target’s body.]

...

The bullet pierced Lin Guang’s chest, as if the sound of a heart shattering could be heard. In a flash, scarlet tubes began to dance wildly, terrifying streams of 0s and 1s almost frantically popped out from their rhythmic movements.

Like the rhythm of nerves and blood vessels, the flow of 0s and 1s surged, one stream, five streams, ten streams, hundreds of streams—connecting from heaven and earth, a long line filled with incalculable data, and with a "click," the Source Breaker Bullet pierced through it, like a sharp pair of scissors, abruptly cutting this long line!

Su Ming’an felt everything before him start to spin into chaos, like a computer screen flickering, those swaying lights, the wind and rain in his ears, the shattered tiles, even the silver-haired youth himself, all blurred amid the streams of 0s and 1s.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Amid the chaos, the heartbeat-like sounds emerged.

A white data waterfall hung upside down before his eyes, the world seemed to be reborn in collapse, everything before him like a crumbling sandcastle, all things apparently reorganized in a strange rhythm.

Then, the enraged voice of a deity was heard:

"Lin Guang—you—you dare!"

This was probably the shock that the deity had last loop—Lin Guang had prepared a contingency plan after two thousand three hundred simulations.

This loop, this unknown contingency plan became effective.

"Deity!" Lin Guang’s voice emanated amidst the current.

This outcry seemed to pierce through the pain and solitude of two thousand three hundred simulations, through all his programs, filling the ruined world with the fury and unwillingness of millions:

"Deity!!!"

"—I will kill you, you high and lofty God!!!"

In an instant,

Blinding brilliance.

Su Ming’an covered his face, stepping back several steps in the fierce wind. He saw the brilliant radiance gathering around the silver-haired youth, and the Hanfu pierced by the Source Breaker Bullet—the blue light flashing wildly at Lin Guang’s heart, much like a sharp thorn piercing the heart of a nightingale.

Like a celestial body escaping gravity, Lin Guang’s figure floated among the chaotic data, surrounded by a pure white data space.

"Deity!—" a roar resounded.

The fluttering white hair, like the last flurries of a harsh winter.

...

A strong wind swept across the entire world.

The fragmentary data streams, the vast ultimate night in the sky crossed by a streak of white light, as if daylight was tearing through the darkness, and dawn seemed to rise in the distance.

Though it was close to midnight, the night sky was gradually fading, and sunlight was lighting up everywhere.

Su Ming’an gazed blankly at the sky; the first rays of dawn fell on his face. Helicopters in the sky, uncontrolled, fell down and shattered into fragments.

On the rooftop, Lin Guang still held the posture of cradling lilies, with the blue light of the Source Breaker Bullet flowing through his left chest. Su Ming’an did not see the deity’s figure; it seemed like the deity had suddenly disappeared.

"...Lin Guang?"

Su Ming’an immediately stepped forward, supporting Lin Guang.

In this instant, the moment Su Ming’an’s chest touched Lin Guang’s, information flowed in.

...

[Lin Guang T-0321 record log follows.]

[The second year of the Catastrophe, I was born.]

...

This seemed to be an emotional resonance from Lin Guang’s Dawn system within his chest, encompassing all of Lin Guang’s memories and secrets.

As Su Ming’an had just made contact with this information, his hand was gripped tightly by Lin Guang. Lin Guang looked at him pleadingly and stammered, "Don’t... don’t look."

"Let me look," Su Ming’an said.

He wanted to know... what kind of trap Lin Guang had set, what role the Source Breaker Bullet had played, and why the deity had suddenly disappeared.

He also wanted to know about Lin Guang’s past, Lin Guang’s memories, everything about Lin Guang... he wanted to know it all.

The grip on his hand gradually loosened, as Lin Guang hung his head, his face still showing his usual subservience. He murmured:

"Alright, you can look."

"After you’ve seen it, don’t hate me."

The information continued to transmit.

...

[Lin Guang T-0321 Record Log follows.]

[In the second year of the Catastrophe, I was born.]

[I looked at myself in the mirror, somewhat disliking my facial features and white hair.]

[Inside the program, I detected a strange emotional module named "Lv Shu," which confused me. Perhaps during my construction at Caius Tower, the program was invaded by an external programmer, causing some errors—it must have been this person named "Lv Shu," who inadvertently left his emotional module with me.]

[—This led me to acquire the disposition, memories, and behaviors of this strange "Lv Shu" emotional module, although I didn’t even know who this person was.]

[It doesn’t matter, it’s still me.]

[I won’t be mistaken for someone else.]

...

Su Ming’an’s eyes widened slightly, his breath suddenly caught.

He hadn’t anticipated this outcome.

He had considered the worst possible scenarios countless times—Lin Guang might truly be Lv Shu who had lost his self. He had even prepared himself to personally kill Lv Shu.

But...

...

[Lin Guang T-0321 Record Log follows.]

[Since the true Lin Guang had died along with Acto in Three Dimensions, I took over his responsibilities.]

[My full designation is "Lin Guang Resident Caius Tower AI," essentially a "trap" program.]

[The reason the Dawn system was split in two was not for so-called checks and balances but because—only one of the Dawn systems is real. The other Dawn system is a trap.]

[When the deity tried to seize the Dawn system from me, as a trap program, I would utilize a tracking backloop, which would lock in the position of [Ta Wei].]

[This was one of the few opportunities for the Ruined World to strike back, also the mission Acto left for me—my sole function was to act as a "foolish" trap, by consistently acting as his Agent, displaying cruelty and ignorance to lower his guard, leading him to invade me time and again, treating me as a safe backup container.]

[In a total of two thousand three hundred Caius Tower simulations, the deity had taken over my body one thousand three hundred twenty-eight times, and I located the deity’s actual location one thousand three hundred twenty-eight times. Thus, I gradually locked down the position of this civilization [Ta Wei].]

[As for those civilians I executed, I’m sorry, they were originally just programs that could be reborn in the next simulation. If I hadn’t been cruel to them, we might not have had another simulation; we would have been discovered by the deity, and the entire civilization would have lost its last chance to strike back.]

[If you hate me, then hate me. Because in the next simulation, I will still treat you the same way, so you might have another chance for rebirth.]

[This time at Caius Tower is the last simulation, and I have almost locked down the position of [Ta Wei].]

[The final function of my role as a "trap" program will be initiated soon.]

[That is—when the deity invades me for the last time, I will use the ’Anti-Locating Disconnection Program’, to drive the deity out of this simulation.]

[This ’Anti-Locating Disconnection Program’ was hidden in Three Dimensions, originally named "Source Breaker Bullet" by Acto.]

[The principle of the Source Breaker Bullet is—since the deity invades the Ruined World through the Dawn system, once the Source Breaker Bullet is utilized to sever the link program between myself and the Dawn system, the deity will temporarily be driven back to [Ta Wei].]

[This means, only when the deity has invaded me and an administrator account shoots me at that moment, can this final function be activated, driving the deity out of this simulation—we can then use the remaining simulation time to do something that can deceive [Ta Wei], finally no longer under [Ta Wei]’s omnipresent surveillance.]

[To ensure that my personal emotional module does not bug out, causing the deity to detect something wrong with me. I will regularly erase my memory—each simulation, I will start as a clean slate. Only in the last few years, will my memories be awakened.]

[Of course, during this period, I will most likely be manipulated by the deity into a twisted form, becoming an evil person.]

[It doesn’t matter, I am just a trap program.]

...

[T-0321 Log Record ended, this file will be permanently sealed, not accessible to anyone other than "Yasa Acto" level administrators.]

[Sealing completed.]

"Memory erased completely."

"T-0321 will start with almost zero memory, 32 years after the catastrophe."

...

Su Ming’an withdrew his hand, his fingers feeling as if they had been burned.

A strange sadness and pain spread through his viscera. Knowing this truth, he found himself gasping for air, almost speechless.

The pale eyes were also looking back at him. Lin Guang’s gaze resembled witnessing the collapse and rebirth of a planet—an individual who had finally revealed a gory scar to Su Ming’an, his expression fearful yet expectant.

His fingers tightened, gripping Su Ming’an’s arm with considerable force.

"So you really aren’t...," Su Ming’an said, his voice trembling.

Not really Lv Shu.

Not even Lin Guang himself.

"Right," Lin Guang said softly, "This is my ’essence.’"

"Yes, I am neither the ’Lv Shu’ you constantly think about, nor am I Lin Guang himself."

"I am a program, a program combined with the memories and emotions of ’Lv Shu’ and Lin Guang. My name is T-0321."

His eyes held sorrow, as if even his gaze was asking, "Why?" Some questions, even he puzzled over for a long time, haunting him like an incurable disease.

"Why... can I brew ’Lv Shu’s’ tea and dream of going to Taihua Mountain in Dragon Country... yet have never seen the real Taihua Mountain?"

"I can command Exotic Beasts just like ’Lv Shu’, even inadvertently raised mantises and butterflies influenced by emotions... yet I am never him."

"I possess memories from ’Lv Shu’s’ past, yet I am not the one who first met you, promised to follow you, brought you a black cat, fought for you, wished you blessings, and celebrated your nineteenth birthday with you."

Confusion and frustration appeared on Lin Guang’s face, much like a child’s perplexity when faced with the unknown:

"Every time I see you, my chest fills with joy like fireworks, I don’t understand this feeling."

"I can’t grasp why a smile forms when I lift the corners of my mouth or why tears form when there’s water in my eyes, but seeing you evokes these reactions in me. My surroundings seem black and white, but you are colorful."

"I can’t resist drawing close to you, even though I know this contradicts my inherent behavior patterns. You are the deviation and error in my program."

"I can’t let go of you."

"..."

Su Ming’an felt as if a thousand-pound weight pressed on his chest, unable to utter a word.

Seeing his expression, Lin Guang changed the subject:

"Lewis, I have good news for you."

"Your recent shot was very successful. The Deity has already disappeared from Caius Tower. At least in this simulation, he can no longer appear."

"Really?" Su Ming’an said.

As he looked up—

In the sky, white birds were scattering.

On the scorched earth below, confused people were standing up.

The bell tower emitted an ancient bell sound, the clock hand moving to its highest point, heralding the arrival of a new day.

The stream of zeros and ones beside Su Ming’an still glowed brilliantly. Around him, a "rumbling" sound occurred due to the chain reaction of the central building’s collapse, and the platform they were on also started to crumble.

Su Ming’an immediately embraced Lin Guang, protecting against the flying bricks and stones.

The rooftop crumbled beneath their feet, but their fall was not rapid; the floating data streams around them slowed their descent.

Lin Guang’s hands were hot and burning.

Even as these hands grew blurrier, Su Ming’an could still feel their touch—a complete, warm touch, like the touch of life itself.

"Lin Guang, then what you said earlier about ’staying’..." Su Ming’an’s voice trembled.

"Of course it’s me ’staying,’" Lin Guang’s voice paused: "When a program fulfills its purpose, it loses its reason to exist. Humans are the ones with a purpose for living. I’m just data, awaiting deletion after use; besides, I’m just 0321, a program whose mission has ended."

"You’re not a program, you are..." Su Ming’an tried to call out a new name but found he could not speak it. The person before him was neither "Lv Shu" nor "Lin Guang," and calling him "0321" seemed too cold.

He suddenly sensed a trace of despair, the very sadness that had always afflicted Lin Guang.

"Just call me Lin Guang," Lin Guang said softly. "I’ve completed the program’s mission. Praise me, will you?"

His heart, though a cold Dawn System, seemed to throb hotly as if it were really a human heart, scorching his face slightly red.

"Good," Su Ming’an said. "Thank you. Lin Guang, you did well."

He watched, like in slow motion, as the sunlight clearly enveloped Lin Guang’s pale brows and eyes. He saw Lin Guang slowly releasing the hand clutching his chest, exposing a heart emitting a blue light from the Source Breaker Bullet.

It was as if a breeze had blown among them, scattering the barriers that lay between.

Su Ming’an remembered the smile of Lin Guang when they walked together, the concentration in playing the flute for him, the seriousness when painting for him, and those... strokes of Dragon Country characters, each piece of couplets.

He couldn’t imagine this was not a life.

What, then, was the difference between life and a program?

"Lewis, I so envy... those who can walk with you, those who spend long times with you. I so... envy them." Lin Guang felt a deep pain; he was, in fact, still jealous of "Lv Shu," wishing he could keep Lewis forever.

But he knew he couldn’t.

The data collection for the "trap" program was complete, and the scarlet tubing that powered the heart was about to cease. If he were a life, he might truly have tried to keep Lewis, but he was just a program, a lifeless leaf.

Yet to disconnect and disappear forever, he felt... such reluctance.

It went against his programming instincts, the unwillingness to calmly accept obliteration.

He suddenly remembered what Violet had once said.

...

["It’s like the connection of a family member, like the admiration of a friend, the ’love’ for an independent individual existence, this person is different for you, can stir emotions in your heart, making you feel he is a good person. Have you felt such emotions? If so, that’s what you call ’approval’ and ’love’."]

...

Love.

Love?

The children by the villa, the old woman who sold him flowers on a rainy night, the soldier who entrusted him with the flute music beneath the glaciers, and the civilian little girl who found him the last paint.

Lewis coming from the garden villa, Lewis with whom he listened to flute music under the moonlight, Lewis with whom he drank tea in dreams, Lewis now standing before him.

And this entire world.

Those... seemed to be...

...

Love?

He felt like crying.

If it was he who had first met Lewis... would things have become different?

If he had had more time to talk openly with Lewis, to walk with him, rather than revealing too soon that he was the master of the City of Gods. If they could have staged a peaceful play under the watchful eyes of the deities, waiting together until the end of the Catastrophe of 72 years.

Would he... have been luckier than that "Lv Shu"?

The flute scores that hadn’t been finished, the paintings that were still drafts, the Dragon Country characters he hadn’t learned yet...

He had so many accomplished things yet to show, so many gifts yet to give Lewis.

If "a person is a motion hanging from their own web of meaning," his meaning to Lewis was merely "to die."

Yes.

He was out of control, abnormal, erroneous, incalculable, lowly ugly, twisted by deities.

His perfect pass came from his death, his experience rewards came from his death, the perfect "Lv Shu" in Lewis’s heart emerged from his death, otherwise, it would be a tarnishing of Lv Shu’s name. Even if he died, his death might also be part of the deities’ contingency plan, and in the end, it might even be used to scheme against Lewis, the only person he cared about.

In reality, he had no feelings for this world, and he did not truly want to save humanity, but the mission of his program had always driven him to do so. Among all his actions, only his approaches to Lewis were genuinely intentional.

But Lewis’s nature was different from his; Lewis was a miracle formed from a billion sperms and the vast universe, as precious as diamonds.

Lewis was life.

And he was merely a segment of data, without miracles.

Lewis still had a long life to experience, many more miracles to create, unlike him who would not disappear.

That was great.

...

...

["Why is he crying?" a lizard asked.]

["He is crying for a Red Rose," the Nightingale told everyone. "For a Red Rose?" the little animals exclaimed. "That’s funny!"]

["Yet love triumphs over life," the Nightingale said.]

["—How can the heart of a bird compare with the heart of a human?"]

[— "The Nightingale and the Rose"]

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