Collapse Iron: After watching the simulation, they all turned to the dark side.

Alone, walking towards that gentle, beautiful night, isn't that cool?

[March 7th: Dead memories are attacking me again. Why is the environment and inner thoughts described like this?]

[Star: Who on earth turned you into this?! Mihy?!]

[Fireworks: The simulation absolutely must have a knife!!! And there must be a sun in the sky!]

[Silver Wolf: Actually, I don't think so. Ruan Mei hasn't had a child yet, so I don't think the simulation can end.]

[Black Tower: It's just that I banned a few of your accounts, is it really necessary to target me like this?]

Silver Wolf: The path of life, the study of life—it makes perfect sense, doesn't it?

To leave the icebreaker, the captain would undoubtedly need to open the ship's doors.

The man was middle-aged, and he frowned slightly upon hearing Lu Qing's request.

"This is utterly ridiculous."

“But there’s no other choice, is there?” Lu Qing smiled.

Even so, the boat captain still couldn't bring himself to open the door.

"The outside temperature is at least minus thirty or forty degrees Celsius. Young man, no one can stay here for long."

"I'm not an ordinary person."

Seeing that Lu Qing was still insisting, he had no choice but to open the hatch.

Lu Qing flicked his finger, and the shimmering green light, like a bullet, quickly transformed into a thin film, covering every corner of the icebreaker.

"This should last for about a day."

Lu Qing felt the howling cold wind outside the door piercing his heart.

The boat captain noticed that his jet-black hair was now tinged with the same frost color as the view outside the window.

The large-scale use of the life essence comes at a price, but Lu Qing has no other choice.

This was also the last guarantee he left for Ruan Mei in his life.

The icy wind was like a bone-scraping knife, leaving shallow bloodstains on Lu Qing's skin and cheeks time and time again, but they quickly healed.

He walked silently, step by step, his steps as arduous as a hermit in the desert, or like the most devout pilgrim, heading towards the eye of the storm.

It really is a bit cold.

[Aista: Waaaaah, I feel so sorry for him, I want to warm him up.]

[Fireworks: Warm-hearted women's volleyball team behind the dog.]

Ruan Mei was thinking about what she would do in her situation.

Cross your legs and place those icy-cold hands into the space between your thighs, the absolute territory.

As for Estád, she is not a concern; the Black Tower, however, is extremely troublesome.

Her indifferent eyes flickered slightly as she pondered how she could take him away from her in reality.

Chapter 48 Letter

Amidst the warmth, Ruan Mei opened her eyes, which were so beautiful they resembled works of art.

But the familiar figure was nowhere to be seen.

She seemed to realize something, noticed the letter on the side, hesitated for a moment, then reached out her slender arm and opened the letter in front of her.

"Seeing this letter is like seeing you in person, Ruan Mei. Parting is the second most romantic thing in the world, because seeing each other again is the most romantic thing in the world."

"Lu Qing—Forget-me-not."

Ruan Mei felt her knuckles trembling slightly as she gripped the letter. Her eyes, no longer deep and unfathomable, were now slightly red.

The captain quickly noticed that Ruan Mei was lost in thought. He slowly got up and came up behind her.

“Child, don’t be sad. He has gone out to find a way to survive. He will come back. In my opinion, he is no ordinary person. He must be quite capable.”

Ruan Mei simply nodded; this was the best solution.

Meanwhile, another fox-woman girl wearing black-rimmed glasses walked up to Ruan Mei, holding an incense burner.

"Madam, would you like to pray for him?"

"Yes, thank you." Ruan Mei took the incense burner with her hands, bowed to the deity on it, lit the incense, and inserted it into the burner.

Ruan Mei has never believed in God, but it wouldn't hurt to believe for once today.

"Attachment" is related to the insular cortex, which controls anxiety and pain, and the nucleus accumbens, which creates desires, and now, because of this attachment.

Her gaze was devout, and then she gently closed her eyes.

"O omnipotent gods! Please grant us the chance to meet again."

At this moment, all was quiet except for the howling wind and snow outside the window.

On the other side, Lu Qing walked step by step toward the end of the wind and snow, until he saw at the end of the storm, where abundant creatures in the shape of blue butterflies were fluttering.

And these were wings flapping back and forth around a huge, blood-red sphere that was as big as a planet.

Storms, on the other hand, are formed by the resonance of each flap of their wings.

[Mirror Flow: Is that... the demonic star Rahu? It once devoured my homeland...]

[Ruan Mei: Could you briefly introduce yourself, Ms. Jingliu?]

[Mirror Flow: It's alright. This is a composite creature existing in a state of meaninglessness. It devours all living beings around it and then merges them with its own flesh and blood. It has tenacious vitality and is almost impossible to kill.]

[Walter: That sounds a bit like the Herrscher of Erosion.]

[Xi Lian: Are you thinking about me?]

[Walter: @Xilian, I have serious reasons to suspect that you have a relationship with that person.]

[Xi Lian: Although I'm not entirely sure, it must be a romantic story unlike any I've ever had before.]

[Walter: The collapse of the trenches is still chasing me!!!]

[Ruan Mei: Wait, then there's no way to handle this, is there?]

[Mirror Flow: Not necessarily. Many unconventional methods can also handle this.]

[Jing Yuan: For example, the ultimate void, the Yellow Springs, or the Great Storm God can use the law of causality to nail it down.]

[Black Swan: The value of the Yellow Springs is still rising.]

[Ruan Mei: I'm a little worried.]

[Black Tower: It's alright. He might die in the simulation, but he won't die in reality. You can rest assured and leave him to me. Even though she doesn't have you, she still has me. I can completely replace you.]

【Nguyen Mai: ?((l)–(l))?】

[Fireworks: That's right, be sisters in your hearts, and playfully tease each other whenever you have free time.]

[Seele: Are you preparing for graduate school entrance exams with such rhyming?]

The demon star—Devouring World Rahu—seemed to sense the human's gaze, and then opened its eyes, which resembled those of a giant whale, to stare at the small figure before it.

However, it did not move, just as a mountain would not notice a small sparrow unless it unleashed a power strong enough to move the mountain.

Lu Qing frowned slightly, seemingly realizing that he had no way to deal with the Devouring Realm Rahu before him.

He reached out and silently deconstructed everything about it. After a long while, he was slightly dazed.

With his genius-level thinking, he has already devised a solution, but at a cost...

It is one's own life.

Using his identity as a traveler on the path of life, he used his own flesh and blood to absorb the red and purple flesh ball in front of him.

This is a characteristic of the path of life, called infinite absorption.

But besides flesh and blood, the Devouring Realm Rahu has another undeniable characteristic: within its body reside countless vengeful spirits whose lives it has taken from it, and once entangled by them...

They would surely die.

Lu Qing fell silent.

Although this is nothing more than a simulation.

If virtual things can evoke feelings of nostalgia, then they are real.

This means that I need to give up this long life in the simulation, and give up everything I cherish.

Lu Qing was just a mortal. He was afraid of pain, afraid of death, and even many filthy words could be engraved on his soul.

His long, withered white hair, flowing like a waterfall, broke free from his headdress and fluttered up and down in the rushing wind and snow, like a battle flag.

As his clothes swayed, his white hunting robe fluttered, and the boy smiled inexplicably, his all-green eyes, as vibrant as lava, sparkling with life.

At this moment, he seemed to be able to understand the boy with the lion in his eyes a little better.

Young children often dream of becoming heroes or saviors.

This idea will gradually disappear over time.

Because life is not a fairy tale.

Hero is never a good word, because it is associated with sacrifice.

Though the wind is strong, it cannot scatter the soul.

Finally, the boy mustered his courage, turned his back on the somewhat noisy night, and began to deconstruct the abundant creation—the Devouring World Rahu.

Almost instantly, this enormous, blood-red ball of flesh sensed a vast, irresistible vitality that made it drool.

Devouring and annexing were the only thoughts in its mind. It did not resist at all, merging all the flesh and blood into the fine body in front of it.

[Ruan Mei: No, my Ah Qing!!! You are not allowed to touch him!!!]

[Fireworks: There's absolutely nothing to criticize here; no wonder he's a trainee with two and a half years of training.]

[Aista: Fear is a biological instinct, courage is the hymn of humanity. Qingqing is so cool!]

[Star: With this back-and-forth banter, I wonder if livestreaming rooms will become harem-style team-building events in the future?]

[Fireworks: @Estella, quickly change your name to AAAAEstella, that way at least once you'll be first in line.]

[AAAAA Estelle: I'm not changing it.]

It wants to possess this body and be reborn using this fine skin.

Of course, Lu Qing knew this all along.

But that was enough to give her a brief chance to escape.

At this point, the wind and snow stopped abruptly.

Chapter 49 The Demon Star Rahu

The complex and chaotic sounds, like a vast, dark wave, kept crashing against his mind.

Lu Qing's completely green eyes gradually turned bloodshot, becoming increasingly darker.

This state is irreversible and invincible; an individual's will cannot contend with the swarm of bees, and he cannot even move.

He could only watch silently as he was gradually taken over by an immense will.

Lu Qing looked into the depths of his soul and saw trees covered with human heads, their blood-red branches taking root and sprouting, nourished by his own life, growing lush and verdant.

"Embrace me, and you will live forever; resistance is futile." The ancient chant, seemingly from the distant past, exploded in Lu Qing's ears, as if to shatter his eardrums.

[Fireworks: Devouring World Rahu: You can possess everything I have—my destiny, my abundance, my power—and the small price to pay is simply to erase your will.]

[Star: It sounds tempting at first, but upon closer inspection, it's not as appealing as it sounds at first. Isn't this just possession?]

Lu Qing remained silent, focusing solely on calming his mind. He didn't waste a single moment, which increased the expedition team's chances of survival, and Ruan Mei, too, should be able to survive.

The Devouring Realm Rahu seemed somewhat embarrassed and angry.

"Boy, give up resisting, or I will turn everything you cherish into ruins. Don't worry, I will take your place and inherit everything from you. No one will even notice anything amiss."

Lu Qing knew it was trying to make him angry, but he still couldn't remain unmoved. His emotions fluctuated slightly, and the erosion intensified once again.

How much longer can I hold on?