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She folded her arms, walked back from the kitchen to the living room, and sat down in the chair next to Luster.

"The princess sisters..."

"I didn't expect that classmate Laster is so lucky in love. He's only been enrolled in Fanxing University in another world for less than half a year, and he's already encountered such a development that's like the protagonist in a harem novel."

"That is, is there a possibility—"

Looking at the angry Xiao Ai beside him, Rast explained, "I actually haven't met Hiltina's sister yet."

"My relationship with Ophelia is currently still at the 'friends of friends' stage, with Dean Gin and Hiltina acting as intermediaries."

"And based on what Dean Yin said and my own guess, that little girl is probably a bit of a morbid sister complex... Maybe right now she's obsessed with how to get me away from her sister."

"Though that's true."

"However, given how Lust-san has progressed in his dream world, and the Night Blade properties of your "Fool's Library," I estimate that things will soon develop as I predicted."

Amis sighed softly, but the vigilance in her words did not diminish in the slightest. "Besides, I really don't like Princess Ophelia."

"Although there were reasons for this, if it weren't for her own initiative, Miss Axia wouldn't have entered the same night world as you, and wouldn't have been forced into the conspiracy against the resurrection of the dead due to the influence of the night world."

"If that weren't the case, then you, Rast, wouldn't have to take the immense risk of diving into the underworld to rescue Miss Axia and face the remnant spirit of a legend and ancient god."

"I won't get myself bruised and battered like I am now."

The slight anger directed at someone in her beautiful sky-blue eyes quietly faded away.

What replaced it was an indescribable heartache.

Earlier, when Last had told her about his experiences in the underworld, such as the flower of flesh and blood that blossomed from his heart and how he had barely survived by relying on "desperate pleading", Amys had truly felt her heart empty as well.

It was as if the girl's own heart was also torn apart by the blooming flower of flesh and blood.

"If I could meet Miss Ophelia in another world, I would definitely give her a stern warning."

"Let her understand that even though she is the princess, you, Last, are not her property—"

"Not even an existence that can be manipulated or plotted against by her at will."

Listening to Amis's cold voice that did not hide her aggressiveness at all, Last was also a little surprised.

In his impression, Amys has always been gentle and kind, just like the scenery of Canaan, peaceful and beautiful.

But now it seems that perhaps the gentleness and beauty that Xiao Ai usually shows is not her normal state.

In other words, that is the side that only appears when facing oneself.

"Okay, let's not talk about these annoying things for now."

Amis clapped her hands lightly, and her voice changed from the previous coldness mixed with a hint of anger to a cheerful tone.

"Let's change our mood a bit and imagine what will happen next."

She stood up and pushed open the window in the living room near the balcony. The morning breeze, accompanied by fresh air, immediately blew up the curtains and blew towards the two of them.

Through the window, you can see the shimmering lake, the slowly rotating white windmill beside the lake, and the lush green forest next to it.

And at the end of the forest, there is the endless blue sky above the snow-capped mountains.

It was indeed a beautiful view. Even though Last had no idea how many times he had witnessed such scenery, he still couldn't help but immerse himself in it when he saw it again.

"Last, your current goal is to conquer the Night World and allow human civilization to survive the inevitable doomsday at the end of every era."

"Just as every shore keeper has done before."

Amy's sweet voice reminded Rust of soft moonlight.

"So, if one day, the Night World is truly successfully cleared... and the final catastrophe of this era is successfully overcome."

"After all crises that threaten human civilization are completely resolved and the Shore Guardians' historical mission is completely fulfilled, what are you going to do, Last?"

After clearing the Night World...what to do?

Rast couldn't help but be slightly startled.

This was indeed a question he had never thought about before.

After all, in his past life, he conquered the night world, cut off disasters, and pursued the ideal of being called "Shore Keeper"... This was the only meaning of his life. It was for this goal that he stubbornly survived in the world. Apart from this, his heart was empty.

However, the night world will eventually be cleared, and the fate of the era constantly restarting will eventually come to an end.

Just like after the big devil is killed, the hero loses the meaning of existence... If the night world is really cleared, then the shore guardian will naturally complete his historical mission and there is no need for him to continue to exist.

And then, what should he do?

"I don't know... I've never really thought about this question."

He smiled and said, "Perhaps I'll continue playing around with life by adopting various identities and professions, just like I did in Deep Blue Harbor... along with you, Xiao Ai, and the companions I've met along the way."

"But when I get tired of playing, I think I will eventually return to Canaan, just like a traveler always drags his tired body back home."

"Really? But in that case, our home would be too small to accommodate so many people."

Amys looked at the small two-story wooden house, her voice filled with a hint of distress. "Maybe we need to spend some time expanding it."

"but--"

She leaned towards the boy.

The next moment, Rast felt a soft body leaning gently in his arms, with warmth.

Amys gently closed her eyes, feeling the breeze coming from the lake, which made her light golden hair slightly messy.

“It’s so peaceful.”

The girl in his arms whispered softly, "If in the future..."

"I wish it could always be like today."

Listening to Amys' words, Rast's heart couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The hesitation and anxiety that had been slightly alleviated by the girl before once again surged into his heart.

Because he knew very well that the daily life that the girl in front of him hoped for was not real, and there was a high probability that it was a false thing built on lies.

Just like the morning bubbles, no matter how beautiful and brilliant they are, they will eventually burst.

"Xiao Ai..."

A hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and he spoke softly.

"Do you remember what I told you before about the relationship between virtual games, NPCs, and players?"

The girl leaning in his arms did not answer, but just nodded slightly.

"If, I mean if."

"If Canaan, and everything we are in right now, is just a false game, then one day the world will perish and be destroyed just like the end of the game."

"Then, can our relationship still exist? Or will it be like that between players and NPCs in a game, where all the bonds and emotions exist only for the game itself, and will cease to exist once the game is over..."

"Laster, I'm really getting angry."

Amys sat up again and spoke in a very serious, even slightly angry tone.

"I'm not the kind of girl who would just pick someone casually."

She stretched out her white hands and gently held Luster's face.

"Even if the world called Canaan is truly just a false lie, a dream, a game that could end at any moment."

"But there's only one thing I've learned in my life, and that's to never give up no matter what happens."

Amys gently opened her arms and embraced Luster.

"If this world were to collapse like a game, I don't know what we would lose, or what difficulties and obstacles we would encounter."

"But if that day ever comes, then no matter what happens to me..."

"Being separated by the vast distance of the universe, or having lost the memories of you and me in Canaan, or even being in different times and spaces, with you at one end of the long river of history and me at the other end, separated by tens of thousands of years—"

"Then I will definitely overcome all these obstacles and meet you again, Rust."

"Then……"

"Falling in love with yours again."

Feeling the softness of the girl's body in my arms, listening to the frank, serious and strong words without a trace of hesitation in my ears.

The last trace of hesitation in Rast's heart also dissipated.

He didn't say anything else, just emptied his mind and brain, quietly feeling -

The warmth conveyed by the two hearts leaning on each other.

Chapter 178: Rewriting the End of the Fairy Tale of You and Me (5k)

In the present world, Fanxing University, school hospital.

"At this point, the nerve suture surgery is almost over."

"99% of the severed nerve bundles have been reconnected. From now on, he only needs to spend some time recuperating, and his neurological function should be restored to normal."

The doctor in a white coat packed up his surgical instruments, pushed away the medical microscope that showed nerve fibers in front of him, stood up beside the operating table, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He is also a graduate of Star University, but is not affiliated with the school hospital. After graduation, he chose to serve the royal family of Granville and is highly respected for his superb medical skills.

As a genuine "imperial physician," it would be unlikely for him to return to the Star University Hospital to perform surgery on a student...

However, the identity of the person he was serving this time seemed a little unusual.

There was nothing wrong with the request simply coming from Hiltina... As the royal physician, he knew some of the inside stories of the royal family and understood that Her Highness Hiltina never liked to regard herself as a princess, and would never use this identity to bully or force others to do things.

However, on the eve of this neurosurgery, he vaguely received a hint, or a warning.

The hint came from the second princess of the empire, Her Highness Ophelia.

As for the hint... it made the imperial physician seriously suspect that if he messed up the operation, then perhaps the next morning, his entire family would be poured into cement piles and sunk into the bay outside the imperial capital.

Of course, the actual hint he received was not so simple and crude.

However, considering the true character of the Second Princess Ophelia, the little swan of the Empire, as rumored in the Imperial Capital, and Her Majesty Ophelia's reputation for making even the most aristocratic children stop crying...

The imperial physician felt that this was not just a groundless association or unnecessary worry.

In fact, after seeing the patient's true injuries, the difficulty of the operation far exceeded the expectations of the imperial physician.

As a graduate of Star University, his Night Blade is named "Molecular Blade". Although it is named after a knife, this Night Blade does not have any overly powerful frontal combat effect.

The greatest benefit of the Night Blade's "Molecular Knife" is that it allows him to perform ultra-high-precision micro-cutting on a molecular basis - for example, carving a lifelike statue of His Majesty Emperor Aaron from a strand of hair is no problem at all.

Relying on such a special Night Blade, he also became a medical authority in the fields of minimally invasive surgery and neurosurgery, which require ultra-high precision operations. He performed countless operations and treated countless difficult and complicated diseases in his life.

But even so, the operation just performed was the only challenge for this royal physician.

The dense plant roots penetrated the nerves throughout the body. Although they had long since withered, the nerve fibers throughout the body were still torn apart by radiation under the action of the plant roots, spreading from the heart to the extremities.

Every inch of blood vessels was invaded and broken by the withered plant roots, and more than eighty percent of the nerve bundles were completely severed.

It took a full day and night of surgery just to use the "molecular knife" Night Blade to completely clean out the remaining withered plant roots from the patient's blood vessels and nerve endings.

As for the subsequent suturing of the broken organs in the patient's body, repairing the broken blood vessels, and re-bridging the broken nerve synapses, the complexity increases exponentially.

The operation lasted for seven days and seven nights, and six assistant doctors were replaced. If this imperial physician had not been a graduate of Fanxing University and a true transcendent who had experienced the trials of the night world... he would have probably fainted on the operating table long ago.

But no matter what, this operation, which concerned the life and death of two people, was finally completed.

In this way, not only would he not have to face punishment from Her Highness Ophelia, he might even be able to get some rewards.

The doctor breathed a sigh of relief and put away the instruments in his hands. Cotton balls and gauze soaked in blood were everywhere in the medical waste bag beside him.

He was sorting out the surgical instruments and equipment. When he saw the medical file filled with the patient's information, he couldn't help but speak:

"Laster, a sophomore at Starry University, has been enrolled for half a year, and is nineteen years old..."

"Dean Yin, are you sure this junior of mine is really only nineteen years old?"

The repair surgery of suturing broken nerves and blood vessels requires extremely high surgical precision. Under normal circumstances, the patient must be under general anesthesia, otherwise a slight stress-induced pain reaction may make the surgery useless.

However, since 80% of the body's blood vessels and nerves are involved in such a large-scale neurosurgery, even with the experience of the imperial physicians, there is no complete assurance. After the repair of nerves and tendons in one area is completed, the patient must be confirmed in real time whether the nerve function has returned to normal to judge the effectiveness of the operation.

Originally, the imperial physician wanted to split the operation into several segments, with each anesthesia only restoring a small portion of the function, and then proceed to the next anesthesia operation after confirming the function.

But the patient, named Last, directly rejected the proposal and instead requested surgery without anesthesia.

When the imperial physician heard this request, he felt dizzy and thought that it was all over. He had been practicing medicine for many years and now he could finally die with peace of mind. He even imagined himself turning into a cement pile and sinking to the bottom of the sea after the operation failed.