this infinite world

"I thought you were going to ask me more questions."

Watching Zheng Zha's figure disappear into the air, Yang Yun's eyes flickered slightly, but he finally controlled his emotions and cast his gaze on Chu Xuan, who had never spoken and was extremely quiet: "Chu Xuan, this is not like your style."

"Even if we ask, it won't change our ending."

Chu Xuan shook his head and replied calmly: "Just like you said, whether it's me or Zheng Zha, the ending is already determined. Even I can't change anything."

Yang Yun shook his head: "But you don't act like you have an attitude that nothing can be changed; and giving up is never your style."

"Well, the most important thing is not what we should do, but what you should do yourself."

As expected, Chu Xuan did not make any speculations. He nodded directly and admitted it frankly: "Don't worry about changing too little, because everything cannot be perfect. All you need to do is to keep going and face the next enemy."

"Sure enough...you have already guessed what happened to me."

After hearing Chu Xuan's words, Yang Yun let out a long breath.

It might be an illusion, or maybe it's not entirely true. For some reason, Yang Yun always vaguely felt that a flash of blue lightning would occasionally pass by Chu Xuan, but whenever he looked closely, the flash of lightning seemed to have never appeared, making it elusive, like an illusion... In the end, Yang Yun chose to give up asking. After all, for Chu Xuan, it seemed reasonable for some incredible phenomena to happen to him.

As Chu Xuan said, he did remember everything he had experienced in Silent Hill, and knew how to enter Alessar's world. But the inner demon catastrophe and the ancient evil god were just a piece of cake compared to the enemy he was about to face, because the one he was about to face was far from being a fourth-level opponent, but a true saint-level opponent...

“No need to think too much.”

Suddenly, Chu Xuan's voice sounded again, like a flash of lightning that cut through the night sky, awakening Yang Yun who was lost in thought: "You just need to grasp the present moment and continue to write your own story."

"This world of Silent Hill is a story that was opened by you and can only be ended by you. And it is only today that you have become the so-called 'protagonist' in the story for the first time."

"...!"

Yang Yun looked up suddenly. He didn't know how much Chu Xuan knew, nor did he know what Chu Xuan's words hinted at. But...

"Chu Xuan, are you..."

"Don't think too much. Just like Zheng Zha said just now, we are always with you."

Just like Zheng Zha before, Chu Xuan's figure also faded in the air and disappeared: "And compared to saying goodbye to me, you should have more words to say to Zhao Yingkong."

Hearing this, Yang Yun was stunned, and then he cast his eyes on Zhao Yingkong, who lowered his head and said nothing. Unlike his usual heroic appearance, Zhao Yingkong at this moment seemed like an abandoned little animal, with a sense of loneliness all over his body...

"...Sakura Sora."

……

——When did I fall in love with this man named Yang Yun?

Was it when he enlightened me? Was it when he resurrected me? Was it when I made the promise and the agreement that night in Cairo?
Or... even earlier?

The surging emotions echoed in her heart, and the sour feeling spread in her mouth. Zhao Yingkong bit her lower lip tightly. Since entering the main god space, she has never felt so far away. It is not only a huge gap in strength, but also the distance between hearts... "...Speaking of which, no matter what time or place, Yingkong, you always have such crazy thoughts."

Seeing Zhao Yingkong remained silent for a long time, Yang Yun had no idea what the person in front of him was thinking. He turned his hand over and a ball of light suddenly appeared: "In that case, it would be better for you to experience it yourself."

Before she finished speaking, and before Zhao Yingkong could say no, the ball of light merged into her body in an instant. This sudden change brought back countless memories to the mind of the young assassin of the Zhongzhou team.

——That is another Zhao Yingkong who is different from “Zhao Yingkong”.

——That is Zhao Yingkong who is far stronger than “Zhao Yingkong”.

——That was Zhao Yingkong who knew her own genetic essence, that was Zhao Yingkong who awakened the light of her soul and freed Zhao Zhuikong in a one-on-one battle, that was Zhao Yingkong in her room with the young man in front of her...

"this……!"

The more she saw, the redder Zhao Yingkong's face became. Especially when she saw herself constantly asking for more like a perpetual motion machine with unlimited energy, Zhao Yingkong wanted to find a hole to crawl into. Although she also had a very high liking for Yang Yun in front of her, the relationship between the two was far from that point: "Show me these memories, what exactly are they...!"

"I'm sorry, Yingkong, I think it's better to make you understand with actual actions instead of words... and with your current strength, you should be able to feel the essence of this memory."

Looking at the young and immature Zhao Yingkong in front of him, Yang Yun just felt funny. He stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Zhao Yingkong's hair at the angle that he was most familiar with in his memory: "That's you, Zhao Yingkong, not someone else."

"To say this now..."

Yang Yun's tender words made Zhao Yingkong unable to hold back her tears any longer: "What exactly are these? Reincarnation? Reincarnation? Or things that will happen in the future?"

"I don't know, but those memories, and the stories we wrote together, are not false."

——These words were like a flood, completely breaking down Zhao Yingkong's defenses and breaking her heart.

“That’s too foul…”

However, this usually strong girl did not burst into tears on the spot. Instead, she maintained her self-esteem to a minimum, raised her head proudly like a swan, and said through her teeth: "I don't know what happened to you, and I know you won't tell me, but I believe you... will definitely not do anything meaningless."

“So, we must live, no matter how far into the future we live, and continue to write our shared unfinished poem…”

"Don't worry, I'll be back."

As he spoke, Yang Yun opened his arms and used all his strength to stimulate the light of his soul: "Because no matter what time or place..."

"Yang Yun will definitely be together with Zhao Yingkong."

The next moment, as the towering trees penetrated the ground, countless mists were swallowed up by Jianmu in an instant.

The world in front of Yang Yun has also changed completely. (End of this chapter)