Sure enough, after hearing what Zong Jiu said, the little Devil puffed up his cheeks angrily.
“Who wants to read the memory of that scumbag!”
The Magician raised his eyebrows, “But you can’t deny that he is your future self.”
While the two of them were talking, the nun who had settled the trainees hurried back to report.
“Your Holiness, charcoal basins were placed in each room, and the doors and windows were closed in advance according to your instructions.”
The little Devil nodded, “Thank you for your hard work, everyone should rest earlier.”
As he said that, he turned his head to the white-haired young man and stretched out his hand, “Let’s go, big brother’s room is right next to mine. Sleep early and wake up early to be in good spirits.”
Zong Jiu watched with more and more surprise but didn’t say much, and left in the direction led by the other party.
The child’s hand was warm and was covered by the Magician’s slender fingers along with the ruby power ring he wore. There was no inhuman coldness like after adulthood, he was like a small warm heater.
“Speaking of…”
The white-haired young man elongated his tone with a seemingly inadvertent inquiry in his voice, “I’m really curious, what exactly did you go through to become what you are when you grow up.”
This question really puzzled Zong Jiu.
Not to mention other people who didn’t see the relationship between the little Devil and No. 1, even if Zong Jiu could see it, sometimes he couldn’t help but feel mystified.
The six-year-old Devil was simply a little angel. Although he had a child-like cunning, he was really cute. He even took the initiative to care about others and arranged everything in an orderly manner.
The adult Devil had a bad personality, was moody and unpredictable, and also liked to see others struggling in the quagmire, taking pleasure in the pain of others, and was full of malice.
Generally speaking, a big change in personality in the future was usually something that happened during the period between childhood to growing up.
Many children were mischievous and lively when they were young, and they may encounter family upheavals, school bullying, social unrest… and so on, resulting in completely different personalities in the future.
With how the Devil appeared, one could tell at a glance that he had grown crooked during development, and the crookedness was particularly outrageous, and there was no way to save him.
Zong Jiu wondered what might have happened to No. 1’s original world, the S+ rank instance. Not only did the Devil succeed in becoming twisted, it also gave him the ability to manipulate puppet threads and travel through shadows. After all, special abilities in the infinite loop were derived from the instances. Since No. 1’s original world was S+, it made sense his abilities was also strong.
The figure of the boy walking beside him paused.
The two walked to the corner of the church corridor.
There was a clear distinction between light and dark here with lights burning on the back and front walls. The flickering light cut the rows of iron railings on the stairs.
For a moment, the profile of the little boy seemed a little lonely.
It wasn’t because he was sad, it seemed to be because of a certain future memory in the six-year-old personality.
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“Gege, do you want to know?”
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“Ok.”
The little Devil smiled, but his smile was shallow, “If gege wants to know, then I will tell brother, but not today.”
“It would be terrible if the grown-up me knows about it.”
As he said that, he stuck out his tongue embarrassingly, “Who made me like gege so much. Even if he knew, he wouldn’t be able to pick me up and spank me.”
The Magician let out a low laugh from his throat in encouragement.
It was hilarious to watch the little Devil complain about the big Devil.
The grown-up Devil was really hated, even his childhood self didn’t like him. It could be considered failing as a person.
The two of them walked down the spiral staircase of the cathedral to the top.
On the top floor was the pope’s room.
The long hallway was covered with a deep red carpet, the edges of which were hand-woven with gold thread, wrapped in tufts of fringed edge.
The lights on the wall were dim, illuminating the gray and white granite stone walls around it.
Zong Jiu pushed open the heavy wooden door and walked in with the little Devil.
The room was large and there were a variety of artworks in it.
There were sculptures, oil paintings, and exquisite ornaments made of red gold. The big bed in the center was stuffed with comfortable feathers, which were incredibly soft. The curtain spread out from the highest part of the room like a skirt, surrounding the big bed like a bride’s veil.
Zong Jiu took out his Holy Sword of Physics, knelt down, and reached into the fireplace to poke it twice, picking out the red-burning firewood below and watching them burst into flames before letting up.
The first time he took the Holy Sword of Physics out to use was to use it as a poker. Then it flew back to his earlobe.
“Go to sleep, I’m leaving.”
After escorting him, Zong Jiu casually put his hand in his pocket, ignored the little Devil’s pleading and slightly hopeful expression, turned, and left without hesitation.
“But gege, it’s raining and thundering outside, I’m so scared.”
He hadn’t taken a few steps when the muffled voice of the little Devil came from behind.
“How about this, I’ll do a magic trick for you.”
The Magician turned his head, his dexterous fingers fluttered in the air, and out of nowhere, he conjured a rabbit plush with long arms, stuffed it into the little boy’s arms, patted him on the shoulder, and showed an encouraging smile.
“Be good, hug it if you can’t fall asleep and you’ll fall asleep soon.”
“You will always grow up, come on, gege is optimistic about you.”
Little Devil: “…”
In the end, he still failed to keep the Magician.
After the big wooden door closed with a creak, the huge room returned to dead silence again.
The thick door panels and granite stone walls were enough to isolate all sounds, and the closed window lattices also minimize the vigorous wind and rain outside. The sound could only be heard from the smallest cracks.
There was no electricity in the cathedral, so it was pitch black at night, and the room was too big. The flame in the fireplace sprang up and then retreated, lying lazily on the firewood to burn. There were not many open flames, and one couldn’t even see their fingers.
The little boy stood where he was, listening to the sound of footsteps going away outside the door, lowered his head with an unclear expression, and slowly hugged the rabbit plush in his arms.
…
Early the next morning, the church began morning prayers.
Residents of the small town arrived as promised, lining up to enter from the door of the cathedral one by one.
Everyone dipped their hands in holy water from the white holy water basin, drew crosses on their chests and foreheads, and prayed devoutly.
After waking up, the trainees also went downstairs one by one. Some trainees even spontaneously formed a small group and went for a walk outside the town. Now they stood aside with complicated expressions.
They had avoided thinking about the past and avoided recalling it.
But this town was really beautiful. Almost everyone could find memories of their life in the real world from the small town.
Maybe it was an ice cream truck, maybe it was a bakery, or maybe it was their own childhood yard.
Perhaps, as the townspeople themselves said, was reality or fantasy so important?
When the illusion was real enough, how could you tell whether the original reality was the illusion or not?
On one side was an infinite world full of ghosts and an uncertain future; on the other side was a warm and peaceful safe haven. How to choose was not a difficult thing.
The barrage in the live broadcast room all felt the same way.
[To be honest, even if there are no relatives in this instance, as long as safety can be guaranteed, there should be countless trainees who choose to stay]
[Yeah, if there’s a choice, who’d be willing to stay in the infinite cycle, maybe this time they’re lucky enough to survive, who knows if they will die in the next round? Alas, that senior Gui Guzi was so strong back then, his mind and soul were completely wiped out, leaving nothing behind, don’t even mention ordinary people like us]
[Indeed, I would stay if it was me, I really feel the same way]
Xu Su didn’t speak or look up.
At this moment, there were a few exclamations from the trainees.
After the morning prayer, many townspeople stepped forward hesitantly and asked the trainees if they wanted to have breakfast with them.
“Dear, Mom made you your favorite rice noodles, come home and try it?”
“Your old favorite breakfast shop is also in town. Dad hasn’t chatted with you for a long time. I know you’ve been through a lot of hard work. If you’re unhappy, why don’t you all come and talk to Dad?”
Anthony’s golden retriever also howled twice, its big ears drooped, and it happily rolled against the half-vampire’s feet.
In short, if you could complete the main task, you would stay, if you couldn’t complete the main task, you would be killed immediately.
Because after figuring out their intention to stay, the attitude of the trainees was not as resistant as before.
Then someone found something wrong.
A few townspeople were missing, and some relatives of the trainees did not come.
Zhong Yiyuan, who was wearing glasses, suddenly felt something off, so he asked casually, “Where did my amma go?”
As soon as he asked, another townsman froze and hesitated.
Zhong Yiyuan suddenly seemed to think of something, and his expression became more and more tense.
“Where is my amma, where is my amma?!”
In the real world, Zhong Yiyuan’s mother passed away when he was in high school, just before the college entrance examination. The villagers followed his mother’s last wish, and no one said anything. By the time he returned to the village after the college entrance examination, the first seven days had already passed, and he didn’t even see his amma for the last time, which had since become the biggest regret in his heart.
So when Zhong Yiyuan saw his late amma in the small town, tears immediately flowed down from Zhong Yiyuan’s eyes.
Being able to meet the dead was already a miracle, and many people couldn’t see the other even after exhausting their means. And because Zhong Yiyuan had yin-yang eyes, he became more and more obsessed.
“She… she…”
The townspeople hesitated, but in the end, they only sighed with a bitter voice, “Kid, your mother did it voluntarily, so don’t blame yourself.”
This sentence was like a bolt out of the blue, which stunned Zhong Yiyuan.
With a trembling voice, he finally confirmed the guess in his heart.
“Last night, the person I shot last night, is it my amma?”
Called it. Evil.
Nothing but. Evil.
It’s so harsh…
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I knew it…this instance is really evil. Also, thank you so much for your hard work!
the young devil is so oddly cute
no matter what, you have to destroy this instance to free yourself because the citizens will all die anyway… I’ve also noticed, Zong Jiu’s nun caretaker hasn’t been seen. She’s been mentioned by people, but she hasn’t directly appeared like everyone else’s loved ones… Could that also be a reason Zong Jiu is ‘pure’?
uwaa…
You’ve to pay a prize in the end not everything is all rainbows. They had to Kill their loved ones at night to survive and who knows the system says that they could stay here forever but what if they will be staying as replacement of the towns people like a walking dead or something while the towns people dies
I’m also curious about Devils past for him to become cruel and icy cold from cute lil innocent bean there’s a vast difference. A person would have gone through hell for them to change like this