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

Two hours, three hours?

The soul feels as if it is being gnawed at by endless black insects, the pain is excruciating, but it seems that once you get used to it, you become numb.

[Walter: Can you please stop chasing me with stand-in literature? "Subway, old man, cell phone" jpg]

On the other side, the icebreaker.

They've already headed in the opposite direction. The old captain said he wanted to wait for Lu Qing, but no one could guarantee that the blizzard wouldn't come again.

He cannot gamble with the lives of all scientists.

Wearing a thick scarf, Ruan Mei stood quietly on the solid ice, looking at the distant icebreaker, and then resolutely headed in the opposite direction.

Finally, she arrived at the boy's side.

His eyes were now bloodshot, the green color completely gone.

"You're here, Ruan Mei. Come here, I want to hug you." The boy smiled.

Ruan Mei was about to get up when she suddenly realized something was wrong, and her pale blue eyes were filled with anger.

“You’re not him!!! You bastard, get out of his body.”

"You found out all that? But I can completely replace him. The new me will love you even more and won't be a coward, running away from my feelings. Isn't that better?"

Ruan Mei's eyes looked as if they were about to bleed.

"He is irreplaceable. He has never been a coward. I can only love him, not you, a monster in human skin."

After saying this, Ruan Mei seemed to have all her strength drained away, and she slumped to the ground, tears streaming down her face.

"Don't cry, Aruan." A gentle voice came, causing her to subconsciously raise her head.

His familiar way of speaking made her realize immediately that he had returned.

Ruan Mei immediately wanted to pounce on him and embed him into her body.

However, they were blocked by an invisible barrier.

"Ah Ruan, can I ask you for a favor?"

"Ah Qing, tell me, anything I can do, I can do."

Lu Qing seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, then smiled reassuringly.

"Okay, my last request is to kill me."

"Impossible, I can't do it!" Ruan Mei exclaimed in a daze.

"I don't want to see my body taken over by a strange creature, so please, Ruan."

The dream was so light that Ruan Mei couldn't even fathom the importance of her own soul. Meanwhile, the young man had already knelt on the ground, purple tears of blood gradually flowing from the corners of his eyes, each drop eroding the solid ice beneath his feet.

Ruan Mei's favorite reward from the past, the essence of life, seeped from between Lu Qing's brows and finally gathered into a small puddle.

"This is the power of life," she murmured. All life that sees this pool of origin would probably be swept away by greed, but Ruan Mei's eyes were even clearer, without a trace of desire.

"Use the power of life to dismantle me, I am almost at my breaking point."

As the crimson light once again filled Lu Qing's eyes, Ruan Mei also scooped up that pool of life essence, and then slowly extended her jade-like fingers.

Meanwhile, deep within Lu Qing's mental island, the ferocious-looking but cowardly Devouring Realm Rahu was roaring recklessly.

"You madman! Do you know what the consequences will be? You will die, without even the chance to be reincarnated in the Ten Kings Division."

“If you make her stop now, I swear I can preserve your consciousness and not interfere with your actions. You don’t want to die, do you? I can leave the Jade Palace Immortal Ship and never come back.”

I know, but I choose to refuse. I cannot trust a vile creature that only knows how to erode.

The demon star Luo Hou knew that it was doomed to die now, and it could only pin its hopes on Ruan Mei's hesitation, and do everything in its power to seize control of the body.

At this moment, Lu Qing lifted his leaden body and walked step by step to Ruan Mei's side.

He seemed to recall many things: the pitiful Ruan Maomao, soaked by the rain; the Ruan Maomao clinging to his arm; the Ruan Maomao who craved his gentleness.

The past is like fleeting smoke, a mirage.

Ruan Mei's delicate face showed a hint of weariness.

Her being, her soul, were sustained only because of his existence.

If that person no longer exists, even if one survives, life will be meaningless.

Finally, Ruan Mei trembled as she reached out and clutched her chest.

Feeling that overwhelming sorrow.

She was immersed in an endless ocean of despair, letting her thoughts drift away.

If I hadn't been so stubborn, would the outcome have been different?

Unable to think, unable to breathe.

His empty eyes are heartbreaking.

The emotion called despair finally crushed the girl's personality. She found that her emotions were becoming increasingly indifferent, and her light blue eyes were gradually turning black, like a black hole that swallowed everything.

Let it all fall into silence; she gave up thinking.

Lu Qing smiled, however, as he had left some traces in the life essence just now.

So even geniuses can be schemed against.

All you need to do is take advantage of her trust.

It's as if even the Monkey King couldn't tell that his second junior brother was an imposter.

Soon, Ruan Mei's palm emitted a green light symbolizing execution, and Lu Qing's body immediately began to disintegrate under the halo.

When Ruan Mei came to her senses, the boy's figure had already transformed into a large expanse of ethereal blue light feathers, obscuring half of the sky.

She reached out her hand, seemingly trying to grasp something of immeasurable importance, but she couldn't even catch a wisp of cold air.

Chapter 50 Extreme Genius

"He died, but Nguyen Mai found the medicine she had been longing for in the eye of the storm, the medicine that could cure her mother."

"It's like a balance scale; there's an inevitable equilibrium. To gain something, you have to lose something else."

She stared blankly at the half-eaten osmanthus cake in her palm for a long time.

Finally, she put that small piece of osmanthus cake into her bosom.

"The house is still the house, but the house cat no longer has an owner."

"Domestic cats can only silently lick their wounds."

"A foolish house cat might think its owner has just gone hunting, but a smart house cat knows he won't be coming back."

"So, she's going to find him."

"No one stands with you at dusk, no one asks if your porridge is warm."

Even just a breeze or the touch of a leaf would be enough.

"But she no longer has that chance."

But clearly...

Ruan Mei opened the letter in her hand again. The writing was strong and bold, seemingly unlike the gentleness of a young man, but rather carrying a sense of determination.

Deep down, he's actually a very gentle person.

As for that sentence in the letter...

Is reunion the most romantic thing in the world?

As a genius, she already acknowledged this statement.

So, I want to see you again.

Having gained control over a portion of life, Ruan Mei began researching the art of resurrection.

The Mysterious Method of Dragon Transformation - Luofu Immortal Boat

Based on these existing cases, Ruan Mei began her own experiment.

[Fireworks: @MirrorFlow, please give your review.]

【edge:……】

Jingyuan: ...

[Dan Heng: ...]

[Mirror Flow: I wield the moonlight as my sword, let this moonlight illuminate all rivers and lakes!!!]

[Fireworks: Meng Ying's body is truly terrifying! Don't come any closer! I don't want to become a cold corpse like Bai Heng!]

[Star: You'll do it again next time, won't you?]

In front of the cold electronic screen, the genius girl curled her lips and looked at the genius boy who had materialized before her. As if in a dream, she wanted to cup his face with her slender arms and then watch helplessly as he disappeared once again.

Is it true that the dead cannot be brought back to life?

If he were to be resurrected, would he still be the same person?

Ruan Mei smelled the aroma of the pastries in front of her—lotus leaves, plum blossoms, glutinous rice, and sweet candy. These were her favorite things, but now they tasted rather bland and tasteless.

Ruan Mei spends every day under the same circumstances.

Experiment after experiment, countless failed experiments, even creating monsters, but she was like a tireless robot, creating hope for herself time and time again, only to be met with disappointment.

Because I killed him with my own hands.

Although he manipulated my body to avoid putting too much psychological burden on me, Ruan Mei still couldn't accept the crime she had committed.

And some regrets often take a lifetime to make up for.

Sometimes, when Ruan Mei looked at her perfect, lotus-root-like arms, as if they were the work of the Creator, she even wanted to break them off, because it was these arms that had carried out his execution.

The pressure came crashing down like a tidal wave.

Ruan Mei's high breasts rose and fell with her breath. A utility knife sliced ​​down like paper, and blood dripped down her arm and onto the floor.

It seemed that this method could alleviate the guilt in her heart.

Thinking about it carefully, he seemed to be right back then. I was always the one taking, while he was the one being taken from. Perhaps he would be better off without me.

Stray cats naturally crave warmth, so is that wrong?

[March 7th: By the way, does this count as him turning to the dark side?]

[Star: They've even changed the carving technique to include decorative cuts; it's obviously a fake.]

[Star: @BlackTower, please let her have a bite, it breaks my heart.]

[Black Tower: Are you out of your mind? If you give it to her, what am I supposed to eat? This is a struggle, a life-or-death struggle.]

Finally, Lu Qing's funeral was held.

Ruan Mei, dressed in black, made a bleak appearance, and she could almost hear the timid whispers of the guests.

"Fox Charm."

"Despicable and shameless, she's the one who killed Qingzi. She's a real femme fatale."

"How dare she show her face if she doesn't?"

Nobody will like her.

Because she is the culprit.

But I clearly don't want it to be like this...

Until, Qingchuan, with a blank expression, handed over a flower seed.

"This is a very strange flower seed that he left behind. You can take a look at it."

The girl held the flower seeds and planted them in the carefully tended garden.

With the power of life in her hands, she rekindled a glimmer of hope.

I can do that too; I can take good care of the flowers.

This flower appears to be a wintersweet plant.