Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

"Flower-Giving Ghost: Disguised as a relative, loved one, or acquaintance in memory, it will give away the flowers in its hand. Once a living person receives the flower, a corresponding flower will grow on their body. The flowers on the body are directly connected to the heart and cannot be directly removed."

"After that, there are only two choices: one is to sit and wait for the flowers to erode your flesh, then your consciousness, your personality, until you are assimilated into a flower-delivering ghost."

"The second option is..."

Beichen glanced down and saw that the flower shop was closed. It was too late to buy roses now.

But it’s not too late to buy it during the day.

"Continuously consuming the corresponding flowers can slow down the assimilation process."

"This is why there have been so many missing persons cases in major cities recently."

Beichen rubbed the hair at her temples. She should have kept the other person for a while longer, at least to see his appearance clearly before taking action and verify the accuracy of the information.

But since he has already been killed, there is no point in worrying about it.

There is more than one flower-sending ghost, and ghosts with assimilation abilities are not that rare.

Although he did not trigger the law of assimilation, due to the law of the demon sword Akazenzakura, the host needs to bear all the contamination of the target, so it is inevitable that flowers will grow on his body.

This sword can cut down anything, including demons, but the price is that the host will become the same being. In other words... if someone kills a demon with this sword, then the "end" will definitely be to become a demon of the same kind, a demon without emotions, only following rules.

No exceptions.

"..."

"It doesn't matter."

Beichen rearranged her clothes. The pollution she had suffered was more than just this. Her soul was in Irene's dark lamp. Even if her body was riddled with holes, it would not affect her ability to control the body of a ghost with a human heart.

The flower-giving ghost is nothing in a body full of weird things fighting over something.

but……

There will come a time when the lamp of the underworld will be extinguished.

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Chapter 41: Don't show a foul expression

The atmosphere in the conference hall is solemn, like a majestic fortress, with tall pillars supporting the entire building.

The people inside carry the direction of civilization.

Representatives from various countries gathered around the conference table, solemnly discussing... some meaningless "important" topics. The projections on the wall displayed various data and charts, as well as scenes of the city that had been damaged by the collapse.

The representatives talked in low voices, exchanged glances secretly, and plotted the direction of the agenda.

There are calculations and considerations hidden in the heart, and interests and positions are always carefully weighed.

This is a very normal thing, but... it's too serious.

"Dr. Mei, the threat posed by Honkai to humanity is gradually increasing. I want to increase the funding for the Fire Moths to fight the Honkai organization. I hope you can research more effective weapons to fight Honkai. I don't want more people to die in my country..."

The hook-nosed, blond-haired, blue-eyed old man said this, nodding his head and lowering his eyes, his eyes full of sadness.

"Oh?" The man called Doctor sat on the chair, silent for a long time, and never responded. He just followed the old man's line of sight to the projected image, which showed a city in ruins, with broken walls and blood foam flying everywhere.

Modern thermal weapons can also effectively attack dead soldiers. At least on Earth, there is no purely carbon-based organism that can withstand the destruction of human thermal weapons.

But the Honkai beasts, which are more than ten meters or even dozens of meters tall, trample on the fragile human bodies like giants in mythology.

The silicon-based shell is full of energy and cannot be damaged by missiles.

The Fire Moths have developed a series of weapons against Honkai beasts, but their efficiency is still too low. It takes several people to attack Honkai beasts that are several meters tall, not to mention Honkai beasts that are dozens of meters tall and rampaging in the city.

"I'm truly impressed that a capitalist nation like yours can set aside personal feelings. I agree with your vision of the bigger picture. As a member of Earth and a leader of a nation, I also want to save humanity from this hell."

In the conference room, another old man spoke in a capable tone.

"The power of one person alone is not enough, Dr. Mei. I will do my best to provide the Fire Moth with all the supplies it needs. If you need anything, please feel free to ask. I believe that everyone here is willing to trust you, at least when it comes to fighting the Honkai."

The generous speech resonated with many people, and in an instant, the atmosphere in the conference room became warm. Leaders from various countries were full of enthusiasm, putting aside their past grudges, giving up their own interests, and considering the whole of humanity.

Although there were still a few people who remained silent, sitting in their chairs and watching the representatives express their views.

"I will consider your opinions, but right now... we're not at the end of our rope yet. Everyone, please don't be impatient."

Mei's tone was calm without a trace of emotion. She neither agreed nor refused.

At the United Nations meeting, as a chief scientist who was valued by the organization and promoted out of turn, her status was very important, but not so important that she was on par with leaders of other countries.

Mei glanced at the satisfied expressions of the representatives from various countries, but she herself revealed a hint of sadness.

After recognizing yourself and reality, many things, no matter how reasonable they are, are just illusions, a real lie.

Half a day passed and the meeting ended.

It was already late at night when we returned to the Fire Moth headquarters.

"Doctor, the king has been waiting for you for a long time."

A slender figure emerged from the darkness, but I didn't recognize the "Poison Pupa" emblem on its chest.

"Du Jiaodian" is a shadow, an assassin, and a solitary person who hardly communicates with the outside world.

The only way to join is through a chance introduction. For example, if a cadre takes a fancy to someone, "Poison Pupa" will send many people to secretly observe everything about the other person.

Character, ability, talent, loyalty, and whether one has the courage to die, etc.

Only if all the requirements are met will you have the opportunity to join.

Mei narrowed her eyes slightly, nodded, turned around and followed the other party towards the dark passage.

The execution ability of the members of "Poison Pupa" is unquestionable. Except for the king, Mei Beichen, the other members are taciturn, do not interact often, and will not promise anything easily.

Everyone understood that when they joined the "Poison Pupa", they had only one thing to do: absolutely obey the king's orders.

When I took over, there were indeed a few fake people mixed in, but they were all low-level people.

The members of "Poison Pupa" are extremely vigilant, and since they don't often come into contact with each other and roam around the world, the fake people have not spread.

After eliminating all the fake people within the organization, Mei ordered everyone not to meet, to agree to any request from anyone except Beichen and herself, and to hide herself as much as possible, disappearing in the crowd.

The organization quickly disappeared from the top leadership's view.

The top management only knows that it exists, but they don’t know where it is or what the current situation is.

There was no other sound along the way except the sound of breathing and footsteps.

The members of "Poison Pupa" who led the way were silent, as they knew the information about the fake person inside.

In order not to hurt your own people, the best behavior is to distance yourself.

"How's it going lately?" Mei asked proactively, asking the "Poison Pupa" member who was leading the way in front of her.

Seeing Mei's question, the "Poison Pupa" members chose not to hide it and directly confessed: "Nearly nine senior UN officials have been replaced. The UN is now a mere formality."

"But since the replacement was only a short time ago, there are many flaws. The Doctor should have seen this."

Mei paused and sighed, "Yes, I've seen it before..."

"It's clearly not a matter of life or death yet, yet they're busy showing off their admirable vision. This is also a flaw of pseudo-humans; they process information without discrimination. They can't discern a person's true appearance in such a short time."

"Textbooks, videos, newspapers, news, classrooms... there are so many social factors that describe the beautiful side of the world, and there are so many novels and movies that vividly portray the unity of mankind towards the outside world."

"But the reality is not so simple... Throughout history, even when facing death, people still fight among themselves, fighting to the point of bloodshed for a few petty self-interests."

"Lies, betrayal, fraud, selfishness... Only when you enter society can you feel them more deeply. Before that, the hypocrites are still just the benevolence and morality that people talk about."

"It's really funny. Our hypocritical side has become a lifeline for identifying fake people and confirming our companions."

Mei spoke clearly, and her words echoed back and forth in the dark passage for a long time.

How ridiculous! It's just like a person with Alzheimer's forgetting that he has the disease and returning to normal, or like AIDS fighting a certain virus in the body and both dying in the end.

The world is a huge makeshift troupe, and no matter how absurd things are, they will be performed on the stage for people to watch.

The "Poison Pupa" member did not respond, but led the way silently in front until the two were stopped by a door.

"Doctor, please verify. The King has been waiting inside for a long time. I need to leave and continue my role as UN Secretary."

The "Poison Pupa" member retreated behind Mei and spoke seriously.

After saying that, he left without waiting for the second order.

The people in "Poison Pupa" have always been so decisive.

Mei said nothing, walked straight to the door, and entered the room after passing the verification.

Beichen, dressed in a red and white ancient-style robe, sat on the sofa and put on makeup in front of the mirror. He was so engrossed that even when Mei came in, he didn't take his attention away from the face in the mirror.

Mei found a place to sit down and closed her eyes to meditate.

I did experiments in the morning and had a meeting in the afternoon. I didn’t even have time to eat dinner and I was quite exhausted.

Let her take a nap for a while, Beichen will wake her up after he finishes painting.

"Tick...tick..."

There is a simple clock hanging on the wall. It is not a smart electronic clock, but an ordinary clock that can be purchased by the lower class.

The hour hand, minute hand, and second hand rotate at a fixed frequency, recording the passage of precious time.

"Pah." Beichen put the makeup box in front of the dressing table, turned around and looked at his boss who looked very similar to him but had no blood relationship with him according to DNA testing.

"It's time to wake up." Beichen called softly.

Mei opened her sleepy eyes, rubbed them, and met Beichen's gaze. "So, is there something urgent that made you ask me to come here? I've been busy with a lot of experimental projects lately, and time is very tight."

Beichen nodded. "Then I'll make it short. I encountered the source of the pseudo-human. I've already sent the surveillance footage to your email. It's of a white-haired girl. She's suspected to possess a complete personality and consciousness, but the source is still unknown. I searched the artificial database using the permissions you gave me, and there's no record of her in this world."

"That is, it should appear out of thin air without replacing anyone."

Mei sat up straight, immediately opened the email and took a look, then sighed, "It's quite pretty, but what makes me even more curious is that you didn't kill it? Of course, it's definitely not because it's pretty that you showed mercy, but because... killing it would cost you a very heavy price, or maybe you simply can't kill it right now?"

Beichen didn't deny it and answered honestly, "Yes. I tried to kill it, but failed. Although I could find an... old friend... to help me kill it completely, I'm afraid I would die immediately."

"I can't die now." Beichen said calmly, "Besides, the culprit of the missing persons case has spread to this city."

After saying that, Beichen lifted up his right sleeve, revealing an arm that was pale and almost dead.

There was not a trace of blood, only countless strange patterns winding and twisting on it, rooted in the flesh and blood, like living earthworms twisting and pulsing inside.

A bright red rose suddenly appears near the shoulder. Rather than a strange pattern, this rose is like a work of art, adding a touch of enchanting color to the beautiful face and cool temperament.

It’s a pity that this work of art is fatal.

After showing it for a few seconds, Beichen put his sleeves down again, opened the makeup box again, and started to put on makeup.

Trying to use makeup to cover up the deterioration of a decaying body.

"It seems that the cosmetics I developed for you are not bad." Mei teased.

Beichen hummed, then said sincerely, "Thank you."

Mei: "Saying thank you is too awkward. After all, you have helped me a lot. Without you, I would have died at the hands of various ghosts a long time ago."

Beichen: "Let's be clear, you can't die right now, that's all. As for your plan to eliminate almost all the fake people, I'm skeptical, but you can rest assured that I won't deny your decision just because I doubt you can do it. Before I die, I will do my best to listen to your opinions and keep you safe."

Mei: "Should I say thank you now?"

Beichen: "It doesn't matter whether you say it or not. I won't give any emotional feedback."

Mei: "Haha... About that plan you wanted to know about... It's not really a good idea, it's just a helpless one. After all, we can't deny that the victory of despair is still a victory. Whether it's facing Honkai or facing ghosts. They all come too distorted, too strange. This world is already riddled with holes, and there's no way to save it. What I can do, what I'm doing, and what I ultimately want to do is just to slow down the onset of despair."

"So, you think... when everything in the world keeps repeating itself, anything of value will fade away over time and become meaningless."

"In other words, our world is an endless purgatory filled with endless horrors. No matter how hard we try, we are only desperately striving for a false happiness, a brief period of peace. No matter what, everything will return to the starting point, just like the beginning, regardless of success or failure, effort or failure, how much we have paid, how much we have sacrificed... The process is futile, the ending is futile, and salvation is futile..."

"So, is there something, even just one thing, that you would be willing to do over and over again, and you're certain of its value?"

Mei's eyes suddenly became bright, and she stared straight into Beichen's eyes, like a child lying on the hillside gazing at the shining stars in the night sky.

At that time, the evening breeze was blowing, the trees were leaning down, and the hair at the temples was blowing in the wind.

Looking out into the distance, memories suddenly fade away.

[And the light from those stars takes years, decades, even millions, or tens of millions of years to travel from distant galaxies to reach Earth, and finally enter human eyes...]

[Could it be possible, almost impossible, that her eyes, and the response she would give, represent the only such opportunity for communication after millions of years?]

Beichen pondered for a long time, his pupils suddenly contracted and then dilated, as if he had thought of something.

He nodded slightly, his gaze shifted to the blade in his hand, and his sharp eyes became incomparably gentle.