Abstraction for a bad world

Chapter 27 "But I don't believe in fate, Susie." (4k)

"Sir, I am afraid."

Susie was holding a cheap, bulging straw pillow in her arms and wearing thin, baggy pajamas.

One side of the collar of her pajamas was wrinkled, so the other side's white shoulder was exposed to the air.

Yuan Qingzhuo, who was half asleep and half awake, suddenly jumped up from the bed and quickly did a White Crane Spreads Wings pose.

His gaze towards Susie became wary.

——Not long ago, the little thing stole something from the house and was severely punished by him with two slaps in the face. What does he want to do now?
Brothers who go out must protect their health.

Susie, who was standing at the door, couldn't help but smile when she saw Yuan Qingzhuo like this.

But this joy was immediately dispelled by the remnants of the extremely clear nightmares of the past few days and the sense of déjà vu that was so numerous that it almost made me vomit.

"I just want you to chat with me."

The girl came over slowly, climbed onto the low bed with familiarity, patted the pillow, and slipped into the quilt. She stared at the old ceiling and explained:

"I had so many nightmares that I couldn't sleep."

I dare not even sleep.

Oh, I see.

It is a special version of a nightmare that only children will have. When we grow up, everyone has sweet dreams and does things in the dreams that they would never dare to think of!

When we grow up, we all want to dream all the time, because only in dreams can we feel a little bit relaxed.

Oh, and of course there are the Goblins who don’t even have the energy to dream…

Hi, is that everyone?
Yuan Qingzhuo suddenly realized and also crawled into the bed, leaning against the girl's cold arm, looking at the ceiling with her.

"Specifically, what kind of nightmare is it?"

It can't be a nightmare like this where I dream about going to the toilet to have sex, but when I wake up, I find that I have actually all fallen asleep on the bed.

But to be honest, this is actually very likely.

Because he often did this kind of thing when he was a child, and then his master, who was soaked through, kicked him off the bed and scolded him.

Yuan Qingzhuo's question stumped Susie.

Susie didn't expect that he didn't comfort her directly and treat it as an ordinary girl's cry, but instead asked her about the content of her nightmare.

But if she says that the content of those bizarre dreams is probably about the “future”, or the so-called “destiny” that she has verified in the past two days, will you believe it?
A normal person.

A person with a well-developed brain.

A person with general logical thinking.

No one will believe it.

So Susie thought about the previous night.

——The scene where Yuan Qingzhuo and Hydra touched the kettle, and the words they said.

I didn't quite understand it at the time and thought it was a joke, but now Susie has understood a little.

But that's why I'm even more scared.

"Sir, you and Miss Hydra are going to save the world, right?"

Yuan Qingzhuo's thoughts stopped.

What kind of question is that? Aren’t we just talking about little thing, what nightmare did you have?

Could it be that she was actually dreaming about her own failure in saving the world?
The American dream of individual heroism belongs to it.

A pure lone hero.

"That's what they say, but the Empire will most likely intervene. Once hundreds of thousands of people arrive, there will be nothing left for her and me to do."

Yuan Qingzhuo curled his lips and said: "I am still happy to be free. I really don't understand the thoughts of those people who say "I want to save the world" every day.

People who want to do this have read too many online novels and Japanese comics. "

Susie was silent for a long time, and Yuan Qingzhuo thought she was about to fall asleep before she slowly said:
"The Empire...may not send many people."

"How dare you! Why do you say that?"

Yuan Qingzhuo was immediately shocked and furious. He pinched the little thing's palm, but found that the latter did not cooperate with him at all.

?

"Fuck - bro, are you serious?"

Susie is the protagonist of this world and the owner of the only template, so if she said it while she was awake, no matter how outrageous it was, Yuan Qingzhuo would consider the possibility of its existence.

Even if it's something fake like "The world is going to end in five minutes", it's still the same.

The girl turned over and stared at Yuan Qingzhuo with her blue eyes full of fatigue, biting her words hard and saying,

"Sir, do you believe in fate?"

My goodness, is this little thing suffering from puberty? Why is he talking about fate all the time?

That's normal. When I was a teenager, I even fantasized about being an immortal emperor who could rule the world forever.

"I remember you came here because you had a nightmare, and we just said that no one from the Empire would come. I'm confused, what does this have to do with BYD's fate."

Also, the topic of the Demon King's S level was diverted.

"Yes, sir, it is."

The whispering sound echoed in the empty house.

Yuan Qingzhuo felt a pair of cold little hands grabbing his palms, and then his fingertips touched that warm and tender face.

Susie closed her eyes gently:

"Ever since that kettle lit up, I've always had a sense of déjà vu no matter where I am or when I am.

I know when the rain will fall, I know when the sun will rise, I know when the birds will fall, and I know what Miss Hydra will say next."

Yuan Qingzhuo's brows slowly furrowed.

It’s real again.

“I have nightmares every night.

I would dream that the empire only sent fifty people, the girl from the imperial capital died alone on the ice field, and the world was swallowed by black fog. I would also dream that I swallowed the fragments and sank to the bottom of the river, and the world was saved.

I know the future, I know the ending, and everyone's ending will flow into my dreams."

Susie's body trembled, and she hugged Yuan Qingzhuo's hand tightly, just like a little girl in the cold winter hugging her last unlit match.

She couldn't hold it back any longer and trembled as she told the lie.

"—except you."

Susie, you've clearly seen that future.

Obviously, if I just talked to my husband and tried to make changes, maybe we could all survive.

But you kept it deep in your heart.

Because only that time, that future, will someone stand by your side and then die for you without hesitation.

How rare, how precious.

We desire change, but we cannot help but fear death.

——This is part of the nature of the girl named Suzy.

The girl was greedy for that warmth. She rubbed her cheek against the back of his hand and whispered softly, "So, please..."

"Help me."

Yuan Qingzhuo first grinned, wanting to slap her twice, and then use the abstract Bible to encourage the little thing.

But he changed his mind and felt that being clever at this time was not a good choice.

If he does that, what's the difference between him and those little meme-crazed kids running around without a leash and making jokes in every comment section? So, start getting serious, Yuan Qingzhuo.

Now, you have to be her temporary master and a senior in martial arts to point out the direction for her in her confusion.

Life mentor Yuan Qingzhuo, here I come!

"If you believe in fate."

Yuan Qingzhuo's fingers tapped on the bed, making a dong-dong-dong sound, and similar memories from the past came to his mind.
"Then you must feel that your fate is rotten."

Most of my life so far has been filled with hardship and dull darkness.

Susie opened her eyes and heard Yuan Qingzhuo continue, "Your mother died when you were young, your father looked like that, your undiscovered talent, and the destined death and ending you saw a few days ago..."

"Except for meeting me, you must think that Susie's life is really rotten."

The girl took a deep breath obscurely.

That's it.

If I am a rat struggling in the quagmire in this life, then you are the ray of light that accidentally falls from the gap between two dark clouds of suffering.

But even so, I still selfishly put myself above you and indulge in your tenderness towards me.

Really, I'm sorry...I'm sorry.

"So you fight and struggle with it, no matter what means you use, no matter how much pain you endure alone, you stubbornly refuse to bow to it.

——'If fate wants to use cruel reality to cut my blood and bones and then reshape me into the appearance it desires, then I would rather die than burn it to ashes.'

In short, no matter what, I want to survive and overcome it."

Yuan Qingzhuo held his chin with his hand and smiled nostalgically: "Is that right?"

Only in places like this, little one, you and I are really alike.

Before Susie could answer, she saw the man in front of her stroking her head, and a calm and gentle voice came from him.

"But I don't believe in fate, Susie."

Susie was stunned, confused and puzzled.

"why?"

"Because I can't see it."

He sat up, held the girl in his arms, and pointed at the silver moon outside the window: "The moon is beautiful, isn't it?"

"Ah."

"You're such a sensible little thing, and you're also very cute."

Yuan Qingzhuo asked Susie to turn around. He crossed his legs and scratched the girl's nose.

The girl touched the tip of her nose with her hand, wondering what she was thinking.

"——I only believe in things I can see and touch."

Spots of silver light fell on his body.

Yuan Qingzhuo raised his finger and said, "Maybe it sounds very materialistic, but in fact, every one of us martial artists is an idealistic idiot."

Susie looked a little confused.

She didn't understand the meaning of Yuan Qingzhuo's words.

What does it mean to not be able to see fate? These are all things that have really happened. I have also verified those futures and those déjà vu, and they are also going to happen...

Just as Susie was daydreaming, the serious voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Listen to me, Susie."

Yuan Qingzhuo grabbed Susie's shoulders and stared into the girl's blue eyes, not allowing her to escape.

“When you want to fight against the so-called fate, you are telling yourself that it exists.”

Susie bit her lip and said nothing.

"You keep telling yourself not to give up and not to bow your head... You are always holding your breath in your heart."

In the darkness, a candlelight suddenly lit up and then went out just as quickly.

Instead, there was the flickering cigarette butt of King Furong.

“But the consequence of thinking this way is that once you fail and lose your spirit, it will take away everything you have.

If I die in front of you, Susie, can you still guarantee that you can move forward as before? "

Yuan Qingzhuo took a deep breath of Hibiscus King and wanted to exhale comfortably and easily like in the movies, but he accidentally inhaled it all into his lungs and started coughing heavily with his head tilted back.

He looked embarrassed, just like Ding Zhen when he tried the traditional style for the first time.

Susie lowered her head, feeling guilty, uneasy, and happy... these complicated and twisted emotions intertwined together, turning the girl's heart into a colorful dye vat.

Someone ruffled her hair and said:
"Those unfortunate events are independent, and those bad pasts are also independent. They are all separate, and not connected into a so-called invisible 'fate'."

Yuan Qingzhuo embraced Susie in his arms and gently wiped away the tears from her eyes with the back of his fingers: "As long as you firmly believe in this, it will not be able to harm you."

The man whispered in her ear,

"Susie, from the beginning, the only person you need to defeat is yourself."

"And the so-called future you mentioned..."

The bracelet on his wrist, whose scale had long been adjusted to "100", trembled, and the invisible yet ubiquitous shackles of practice made a crisp sound.

The strongest and most terrifying man in the past five thousand years, who had caused despair to three generations, inserted the flag that would be cut in two without hesitation into his back.

"Leave it to me. I will definitely win this time."

In the midst of sobbing, the girl broke the lie she had just told and revealed the truth she had concealed: "Actually... I also saw it, sir... I saw the future in which you died for me... I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

But Yuan Qingzhuo was not as angry as she imagined, not even a trace of anger.

Instead, he asked doubtfully:

"Why do you have to say sorry?
Everyone makes mistakes, but as long as you correct them, it's fine. I think it's better to praise you for being able to admit your previous mistakes so quickly."

Susie looked up dully, and the boyish face looking out the window came into view, his eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation.

"Sir, aren't you worried?"

"Why would you worry?"

It was as if the kind and gentle appearance had been stripped off, revealing some extremely twisted nature. Yuan Qingzhuo stroked Susie's hair and whispered, "I can't wait to see the thing that can kill me now."

"Of course, you must let me enjoy myself."

At this moment, at the northern pass of the empire.

A team of about fifty or sixty people slowly stopped in front of the tall city gate.

The leading knight said in a high and proud voice:
"The little princess is going out, please open the gate."

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the two guards who had been as still as a mountain suddenly changed!
What a joke, it's actually the little princess of the...empire.

It is said that the little princess of the empire is more than three meters tall, with arms thicker than tree stumps. She can climb buildings hundreds of meters high with her bare hands and jump down from them without any harm. She can also brutally kill hundreds of enemies after drinking dozens of liters of strong alcohol.

Simply, so terrifying!
“Hurry…hurry and open the door!”

The heavy city gate opened wide, and dozens of people like an advance team and that luxurious and spacious carriage slowly entered the northern border.

The heavy blackout curtains plunged the interior of the carriage into darkness. Aurora lowered her head with half-opened eyes, as if she had already caught a glimpse of the dark shadows of the mountains in the far north and the young man with the surname Yuan.

She murmured in her sleep, drops of crystal water dripping from the corners of her mouth:

"You must... let me enjoy myself."

The Strongest VS the Most Terrifying!
In the end... who will win?

It took a long time to fix it, and it has finally reached the expected level.
I probably won't be able to update on time tomorrow, so don't wait.

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(End of this chapter)