Ling Cage: I come from Hisakawa

Chapter 157 Can You Still Turn Back?

"At the time, Jiuchuan was at war with the Hela Empire. Bai Jingyu and ASH's sudden disappearance caused the Jiuchuan Defense Legion to collapse completely. Hela took the opportunity to take over Jiuchuan and then used neutron nuclear plumes to cleanse the entire Jiuchuan."

"Millions of people in Hisakawa have been killed or injured, and most of them have been killed or injured."

"Before the disaster fully erupted, Hisakawa had become a nuclear wasteland devoid of life."

Bai Yuekui sighed.

Opposite her, the young Bai Yuekui was completely dumbfounded.

After only a few words, not only did she become a criminal, but her brother Bai Yuetian was left with only a brain, her father Bai Jingyu and ASH were both offline, and Jiuchuan was turned into nuclear wasteland.
How did things take such a sudden turn for the worse?

The young Bai Yuekui was stunned for several seconds before finally asking, "You mean, things finally got so bad because it all started when I performed the brain transplant on my teacher?"

Bai Yuekui nodded slightly.

She remarked, "Some life-changing decisions are made without any apparent feeling; people just take them for granted."

Back then, she insisted on having a brain transplant for her teacher, going her own way.

The surgery triggered a series of chain reactions, directly pushing Gray, who had been neutral for decades, towards the Hela Empire, and indirectly destroying Hisakawa.

She kept thinking about it afterward.

What was the true nature of that brain transplant surgery?
Is it love?
After experiencing countless trials and tribulations, she finally understood what her stubbornness back then really meant.

That's not love.

Instead, they commit harm in the name of love.

If she could do it all over again, she would respect the teacher's decision and let the teacher leave this world with dignity.

In that case, perhaps Gray wouldn't side with the Hela Empire.

Although Hisakawa was young, his father and Ash had long been prepared to fight against the Hela Empire. If it weren't for Gray's unexpected interference, Hisakawa would likely have successfully defended himself.

ASH will not integrate into the brain of the original body, falling into a state of near paralysis.

If ASH, the super artificial intelligence, still existed, the human civil war might have ended much faster, allowing for a greater focus on combating the Mana ecosystem sooner. With smart factories operating at full capacity, the Earth would not have been completely overrun by the Mana ecosystem in just a few decades.
One step wrong, step by step wrong.

There are no "what ifs" in reality; she has no chance to turn back.

"But you still have a chance to turn back."

Bai Yuekui gazed at his younger self.

She spoke slowly, her emotions overflowing, as if she were confessing her feelings to herself across time and space.

"Nothing has happened yet."

"Don't do something foolish that you'll regret for decades. Everything can still be changed."

The young Bai Yuekui bit his lip.

"What? It's just a prophecy. We don't even know if it'll be accurate. It's being made to sound like it's already happened," she muttered.

Bai Yuekui smiled and said, "Believe it or not."

"I just wanted to tell you these things, and it made me feel better."

She suddenly raised her glass, tilted her head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

White Tower Prison, the most terrifying place in Hisakawa.

The White Tower does not exist in reality, or rather, the "White Tower" in reality is just a place name; the real White Tower where prisoners were detained exists in an unseen and intangible simulated space.

As night deepened, the White Pagoda was brightly lit.

The police officers looked somewhat uneasy as they passed by the White Pagoda.

Everyone in the police department knew that Gray had been inside for several days since the arrest of the criminal named Severus.

They ate, drank, and relieved themselves inside; they never came out.

"I wonder how that Siever is doing now. He was treated so warmly by the chief. He must be the most miserable prisoner since the White Tower was founded."

"If you ask me, that Severus deserved it."

“Severe deserves his punishment, but he should be handed over to the court for judgment. I heard that Mayor White sent Severe here without any legal procedures.” “Shh—don’t talk nonsense. How do you know it didn’t go through legal procedures? Let me tell you, the AI ​​in Law Enforcement Act has been passed. Mayor White can get rid of you with a single word.”

"Speaking of the AI ​​in Law Enforcement Act, I can now earn much more money than before without having to go out on the field. It's safe and the pay is high. My old classmate at the city hall is so envious of me."

The officers chatted idly.

Since the passage of the AI ​​in Law Enforcement Act, police officers have been working less and less every day.

Recently, Hisakawa carried out another large-scale deportation of illegal immigrants, and the crime rate dropped sharply, almost to zero. As a result, the police officers had more free time and often gathered to chat.

Gray was engrossed in the White Tower and had no time to deal with them.

Through the window, one could see Gray lying on his back in a special chair, next to another chair in which the person was handcuffed.

They remained motionless, as if they were asleep.

The real White Pagoda is calm and peaceful, while the White Pagoda in the virtual space presents a completely different scene.

This is a prison cell.

The light, seemingly coming from nowhere, barely illuminated the cell floor, where a thick layer of mottled blood had spread out, like an evil ritual from a grotesque story.

Some of the blood was fresh, while some was from a few days ago.

Dry, sticky, and foul-smelling.
Because they left the body at different times, the state of the blood was different, but they had in common that they came from the same person—Severe Brees.

The blood all over the floor and walls belongs to Sievert.

"How about it?"

"I told you you would gradually experience the joy of the White Pagoda. You didn't believe me at first, but do you now?"

Gray spoke in a relaxed tone, as if he were talking to a longtime friend.

Severus was sitting opposite him.

Severus's blood had coated the chair beneath him with a thick layer of blood, making it impossible to discern the chair's original shape and color.

"Ho ho."

"Go ahead and kill me, Chief Gray."

Sievert spoke haltingly.

Gray smiled.

He put down the thorn-shaped iron branch he was holding, walked up to Sipher, and patted him on the shoulder.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
A powerful electric current coursed through Sievert's body.

Severus foamed at the mouth and convulsed violently until Gray removed his hand.

"Beast."

Gray pinched Severus's face and spat into Severus's mouth.

“You’ve only been in the White Tower for a few days. I’ve endured far worse suffering for decades,” Gray said with a laugh.

"I have time to play with you."

"To make your experience more realistic, I specially adjusted the time ratio to 1:1. Your spirit is more resilient than I expected, and we can play like this for a long time."

Gray released Severus's face.

His figure faded rapidly, and time in the simulated space stopped flowing, freezing Severus's perception at that moment.

In reality, Gray takes off his helmet.

He turned his head to look at the bright moon outside the window, a smile playing on his lips, and he looked refreshed.

"Bai Jingyu".

He muttered, "As long as you don't hurt my son in the future, what's wrong with me being your dog?"

(End of this chapter)