Da Qin: Self-destruction and time travel, I will extend my life for Qin for a thousand years

We opened the hibernation chamber, and the result was completely unexpected.

Because here, there is no one, but only a black and white pet cat.

The owner of the diary indirectly caused the tragedy on the death ship, causing so many people to die, but in the end, facing the hope of life, he gave it to a cat?
I thought it was magical, but I got the answer quickly.

Because when I picked up the cat, another diary appeared under it.

What is recorded on it is the second half of the diary in our hands.

"I'm sorry, I lied."

"Gu Ya doesn't exist, it's just my favorite doll."

"Although Xiaowan and Ah Feng were childhood sweethearts, they lost all their sense in the face of death."

"A-Feng couldn't bear it and wanted to kill his shameless girlfriend with his own hands, but was seriously injured by Xiaowan."

"The two people who were fighting each other were treated like garbage and killed together by the classmates around them. I watched silently."

……

"The ugly Rongrong hates the sweet-looking Xie Ting so much that she is so sick that she is even jealous that she can be treated roughly by her biological father."

"So Rongrong took us to find Xie Ting who was hiding. Xie Ting wanted to escape, but Rongrong hugged her tightly."

"Xie Ting killed Rongrong in anger, but she had no way to escape from our clutches."

"In the place where Xie Ting originally hid, I saw the corpses of seven classmates who had been killed by her long ago. She seemed to want to use these corpses to hide herself."

……

"Am I... guilty?"

This is the last sentence of the diary.

Perhaps in the eyes of the diary owner, this pet cat is the only innocent existence on this filthy death ship.

The surrounding scenes began to blur, the Death Space emerged, and the cat in our hands turned into a golden light representing the glory of humanity, and sank into our bodies.
Mission accomplished.

But I, the female high school student and the programmer stood in front of the slowly closing door, feeling melancholy and lost.

The truth of this mission is different from each of our guesses.

A helpless soul trapped on an equally helpless ship can only meet his destined death in the end.

How many more desperate stories like this are there behind those black doors? (End of chapter)