The Last Sentinel

The moon hangs high in the night sky, and a cold wind brushes against your face.

The examination hall was deserted.

Guo Xiaoqiang, with his white hair, stood on the rooftop, looking down at the huge examination hall below, twirling a card in his hand. "Dude, is it really okay for me to toy with this young girl's self-esteem like this?"

Behind Guo Xiaoqiang, a blurry black figure twisted and appeared. "You are saving her. I can feel it. The entire college's graduates will face a brutal elimination. This centralized college entrance examination will be an extremely bloody elimination competition. Bai Xing is a good girl. She is still young. It would be a pity if she died in this college entrance examination."

Guo Xiaoqiang sat on the railing, bored, and said, "I bet Bai Xing would never have imagined that I don't know any immortal cultivation techniques or any strange cultivation methods. The only reason I was able to defeat him is because I found outside help—you, brother! Hahaha!"

The blurry black figure chuckled, "Privilege, that's your superpower, the ability to break the rules. Isn't that a kind of cheat code?"

"That's true," Guo Xiaoqiang said, resting his head on his arm. "They can only field one person, but I can bring you onto the field. That's my magic touch, hahaha—"

Just as the two were chatting and laughing, a cold wind brushed against their faces from behind.

"It's been a long time since we last met, my two old friends."

Ye Feng, dressed in a black trench coat, stood on the railing, looking at the two men, his gentle gaze lingering on Guo Xiaoqiang.

Guo Xiaoqiang hurriedly jumped down from the railing. "Greetings, Brother Ye!"

The blurry phantom continued to solidify, transforming into Ye Feng, a deliveryman with a black buzz cut—it was him, the imposter.

The fake man looked at Ye Feng and asked, "How was the trip?"

Ye Feng looked at the bright moon overhead. "The Warhammer universe is beyond saving. The Emperor is hopeless, and the Primarchs are fighting their own battles, gaining almost nothing. On the contrary, they got a beating on the way back. This time, they suffered a huge loss."

The fake man stretched his arms and said, "When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you."

Ye Feng sensed something unusual in the tone: "While I was traveling through countless worlds, were those worlds also traveling through the carbon-based universe?"

"No, my Sentinel." The spurious man leaned against the railing and spoke in a languid Scottish bard's tone, "Everything in this world has a beginning and an end. Beings beyond the fourth dimension are superior to us in that they can see the end of an event or a race simply by looking through a time wormhole."

"It's like a prophecy left by some [Okarach]: the schemer will eventually die for loyalty, the cause-and-effect person will be buried by believing in himself rather than fate, the swordsman will eventually die without a sword, the fear of death will be sublimated in a heroic sacrifice, the immortal god will give up immortality to embrace death, the king of thieves will lose everything, the guide sentinel will lose himself, and the transmigrator will never leave his homeland."

Listening to the fake man's words, Ye Feng murmured, "Where did you get these words from?"

The fake man said, "I came up with it myself."

Ye Feng said, "Bragging! I don't believe it. I know you too well; your limited knowledge wouldn't allow you to say such things!"

"Believe it or not!" The fake man simply waved and turned to leave. "Let's go, Guo Xiaoqiang. Don't disturb the Sentinel's meditation."

Guo Xiaoqiang looked at the fake man who had turned to leave, then looked at Ye Feng, wanting to stop the fake man and explain things to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng waved his hand, signaling Guo Xiaoqiang to leave without stopping the imposter.

"Well, I'll be going now, Brother Ye!"

Guo Xiaoqiang and the fake man disappeared.

Ye Feng stood on the rooftop of the college entrance examination platform, holding onto the railing, reflecting on the last words left by the great man.

Is this a prophecy about what will happen to me?

If Zhao Changcheng is a watchman, and he knows some of the sentinels' last words that I don't know about, that's acceptable.

But what about fake people?

What exactly is a fake person?

Previously, Ye Feng thought the fake man was a wandering Trisolaran.

However, Ye Feng has now seen the entire carbon-based universe and discovered that the Trisolarans do not possess the same abilities as the pseudo-humans.

His background comes from the myriad realms of the universe.

However, he should not be in the same camp as Zhao Changcheng.

So here's the question: Did the fake man kill the sentry, or did Zhao Changcheng kill the sentry?

And back then, the fake man left himself with those words: "Among me, you, and Zhao Changcheng, one of us killed the sentry." At first, he thought he had killed the sentry.

After all, how could I appear if the Sentinel didn't die?

But now, with his control over the universe and all the worlds, it seems that Zhao Changcheng's suspicion is constantly increasing.

In the dim light, Ye Feng saw Hughes's figure appear. He seemed to be mocking him, saying, "Everyone thought I was a traitor back then, but it turns out the Great Wall Watchers were the traitors. Hahaha, you bunch of fools..."

"Damn it!"

Ye Feng clenched his fist, interrupting his doubts about the Great Wall Watch. This matter couldn't be thought about any further; let's leave it at that!

Let's first consider the prophecy of the false man.

The schemer ultimately dies for his loyalty. In this case, the schemer should be Senate President Hughes, who was ultimately loyal to humanity and died for his loyalty.

Those who believe in cause and effect are buried by believing in themselves rather than fate. Who are these "causality" figures? Meng Xinghun?

The swordsman ultimately died without a sword. That's simple. Luo Ji, the swordsman, eventually gave the sword to the Holy Mother and disappeared.

Those who fear death live on in their heroic sacrifice; they are cosmic undead. In the Pangu Universe, there is only one child of a cosmic undead, Ouyang Xingling.

The thieving king will lose everything. Theft is stealing, that is the Red King. The Red King's end is losing everything.

The god of death embraces death, death, the undead—is he referring to the priest?

The transmigrator never left his hometown. When his hometown came to pick up the children, and when the scope of his hometown included all the heavens and myriad worlds, then the transmigrator never left his hometown.

The last sentence, "The guide has lost himself," is this guide Lin Qilin? Or me? Or perhaps, we will both lose ourselves?

Those golden phantoms took a strand of my hair; was their purpose to make me lose my way?

A gentle night breeze blew as Ye Feng looked at the empty campus and recalled a book, "Ode to the Cold Kiln".

As the saying goes, "The weather is unpredictable, and fortune can change in an instant."

A centipede with a hundred legs cannot outrun a snake; a rooster with two wings cannot fly higher than a crow.

A horse may be able to travel a thousand miles, but it cannot go there without a rider; a person may have lofty ambitions, but they cannot achieve them without good fortune.

Even though fate may be predetermined, the outcome of a matter is not determined by the result, but by the process.

Even if all the false man's prophecies are true, they will all come true.

But I can still see the positive side of things in this prophecy.

Hughes spent his life scheming and plotting, yet his life was fundamentally one of loyalty.

Luo Ji ultimately had no sword to wield, but he left behind a descendant like Luo Yi to carry on the legacy.

The thief Red King lost everything, but the prerequisite for losing is having; he will eventually possess everything.

The time traveler will wake up to find that he has never left his hometown, but he can never return to the moment before he traveled through time.

The fact that the leading sentry eventually lost himself shows that he was conscious until the very end. Therefore, as long as I kill myself at the final moment, I will not lose myself.

Therefore, when faced with the prophecy of losing himself, Sentinel Lin Qilin chose to kill himself rather than repeat the mistakes of his predecessor.

So, is my future going to be about killing myself?

"Since the Sentinel profession allows for death," Ye Feng said with clear eyes, "why can't it be the senior Sentinels who die? As a junior, my duty is to see them off in their final moments, not to hang myself."