Doomsday Jigsaw Puzzle

Chapter 282: Chapter 86: Good Ending and Bad Ending

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The white fog had just finished talking about that sentence, with Gaia Kaia lying down upside down on the ground, her consciousness still clouded.

"If I am merely an observer, then I have no way to help you, and you’d need even more power," Zheng said.

Even after these words, Zheng still couldn’t stop the tragedy of Gaia Kaia’s death; these sentences carried a hint of sarcasm when looking back at the white fog’s conversation.

"Thinking this way won’t make things happen. You should just do better yourself," the white fog had just finished that sentence.

Sometimes, the white fog itself was also forced to drag itself back to the beginning of the third scenario.

After Gaia Kaia returned to the tower, he opened the room door again, and the TV began to play.

But at this moment, time began to reverse.

Because Gaia Kaia was already dead.

This time, the white fog didn’t need to go back to the second floor to reconnect with Gaia Kaia.

"[Congratulations to you for reaching the worst scenario in history, or maybe you will fall into confusion, choosing between severing ties with your parents, choosing a bad ending, making your choice, and possibly getting tangled up in a bad situation with your father and getting healed by your employer Gaia Kaia. So, what can we do to come out with a satisfying answer? Will you let me communicate with Gaia Kaia, give him your year, bring us the beginning of the fourth scenario?]"

She was one of the original humans, too, and also one heavily infected with the Ulaga virus.

But for the Heart Core Mechanoid, there is no need to suppress the many emotions required to be Gaia Kaia of the original humans, even though he would still make many mistakes out of habit, putting himself in danger.

Perhaps because she was half mechanoid and half original life form, which caused her to have extremely complicated feelings about this world, this girl had love and hate for the mechanoid race of her parents.

In this Mechanism City, the mechanoid race would not endanger themselves, and Gaia Kaia was among them.

Because this world was one of sensibility, all the people who were infected with the Ulaga virus had already been infected.

Although Gaia Kaia seemed to be the joy of everyone in this world, she was only a tool for their pleasure. People wouldn’t mourn her when she truly disappeared; instead, they lost their own.

The cold end of the broadcast.

"We urge you to hide in a safe place and not wander outside. Because of the major event of Gaia Kaia on the auction floor due to improper operations, a group suspected of being infected with the Ulaga virus caused a massive disruption, and as a result, we will never see her graceful dance again. The body of Gaia Kaia has already been completely destroyed, according to a reporter from the station," the frozen voice of the news broadcaster said.

Time returned to normal on the TV, and there was no sign of any audible voice coming through.

And with that, Gaia Kaia disappeared, and eventually, so did her family.

But while the white fog could still capture movements, it was unable to capture sounds, the process was too quick. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

Gaia Kaia, who was lying upside down, woke up and even had a chance to have a clear conversation with her family. It was as if the white fog didn’t exist.

Peering through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, the white fog watched the day and night exchange places at an extremely fast speed, like light and dark outside the room’s environment changing.

Time seemed to suddenly accelerate at this moment.

But while everything in the environment was still dark, the images changed at extreme speed.

However, all episodes seemed to open up to two hundred and forty times the previous speed, but the picture was still unrecognizably fast.

He turned on the TV. Zheng frowned and furrowed his brows, feeling an inexplicable unease in his heart.

"[Let’s see what kind of ending you have unlocked this time—do you have the right preparations to enjoy the big finale of the third scenario? The timeline will have some minor adjustments. We are about to enter the first scenario.]"

At this moment, her eyes suddenly gave her a reminder.

However, Zheng felt that he was more evil-hearted than those other two men.

Maybe Gaia Kaia’s father didn’t have such a sudden change, and there wasn’t any evil like Zhou Xu.

"You should be ashamed," I said bluntly, "especially since you’re still considering what to do with my daughter, even after the harm you caused me with that last message. But I have no calculations with you, I simply see you as beneath me. However, I’ve been wounded by that short message, but since you still plan to pawn off the auction item after that incident, I think you haven’t pondered it enough."

White Mist flipped open his phone, and the voice message from Jia Kai’s father transmitted through:

Is Jia Kai really such a special case?

Or is it due to some original cause leading to the Mechanoid race’s altered recognition?

During this investigation of six individuals, did being in the eyes of the Mechanoid race mean anything significant, or had that female secretary ever seen herself painted in this guise, still reliant on her old habits, he wondered for a moment.

White Mist felt there was something odd.

"Why am I not considered at least up to the ’Revered Twin Killers’ level, when even Zheng Yue and squad leaders are given such differing views?"

Perhaps it is discrimination against Mechanoid individuals, seen as a subset of humans.

Only Kai’s father and Lin Ma were privy to this more intimate matter, more so than Kai himself.

The public reaction suggested that they didn’t know Kai was of human origin when he was younger.

Obviously, in Mechanism City, there was a fraction of the Mechanoid race burdened with some kind of bloodline issue.

Whether it was Jia Kai’s appeal for assistance or simply sharing news, they were always busy and often communicated through short messages. Every time Jia Kai tried to call, his parents were very scarce, as could be seen in his short message inbox.

"You have a new message," his phone chimed.

His hand phone buzzed suddenly, like an intense emotional trigger, and in a blink, White Mist shut off the television.

He turned off the television.

After the program ended, White Mist started flipping channels, ensuring there was no miss of information, checking every program thoroughly.

The vast sky will not return a tiny human to earth.

Gazing up into the enormous sky within the Heart Core City, it seemed like nothing obstructed his view from this building; White Mist looked up steadily.

"Is it because of your design that her life is such a tragedy?"

From that day she started to live below, she became a Mechanoid, transitioning from her original human class. It was like a dream where Jia Kai lingered faintly, caught in the middle of a single year of youthful experiences.

This transformative process was remarkable even to White Mist’s brain sea, containing a single tableau—

Jia Kai didn’t die; instead, he transformed into a Mechanoid. Undoubtedly, had any human consumed raw oil, they would have surely perished.

A toy of human likeness.

Suddenly considering his own family as mere "toys" was all they knew; maybe even Jia Kai’s parents, at that time, could not fathom that their son would become a star.

One could only imagine what kind of facial expressions Kai’s "family" might have had, watching him drink the oil at the time.

But the cup she held contained oil, although in everyone else’s cup it was water, the thirst-quencher. For Kai, the terry cloth was always soaked with oil stains.

Even then, when Kai was small, he was still human—original human class.

But here in this home, there was certainly one detail utterly hair-raising.

This is indeed a father taking care of his daughter, hearing this from the start.

With a face of calm tranquility, watching the television, only the hand in his grasp was clenched unknowingly; White Mist was the one here.

As the whole family cheered for the film, it was a warm-hearted moment, where people experienced affectionate sensations due to Jia Kai’s father, a Mechanoid individual, expressing his gratitude for raising his beloved Kai.

Could it be that through such nurture, everyone basically recognized the spilling oil as Mechanoid dietary supplementation?

Every time, the terry cloth would get completely stained with oil, as the oil kept overflowing; the childs care was excellent.

In the tiny sips of water from those days, the three of them were so impoverished that they only had water to quench their thirst. They all ended up having a deep talk with their own daughter, especially Zheng, who often talked extensively about his parents.

The parents soon started participating in variety arts activities, directly receiving media exposure to take advantage of their daughter Ka Jia’s fame to amass wealth.

Zheng had already resigned himself to the feeling of contempt, which seemed to be due to the fact that he had received an understanding text from his daughter Ka Jia.

White Mist still really wanted to change the channel, but there was no need if all she wanted was some information.

There was no channel change.

"Welcome to this period’s Dialogue with Famous Parents of Star Mech Tribe Members," said our presenter. "Ka Jia’s parents have a very close relationship with her success and love. This time we’ve come to delve into the mystery of how her parents turned such an ordinary original human into a star of the Mech Tribe, cultivating and nurturing our very own superhero. The link between Ka Jia’s parents and her numerous accomplishments was sizable. We’re excited to have this special coverage today with Famous Parents."

Channel change.

White Mist didn’t know whether Ka Jia’s mind contained any of these information bytes or what the real purpose of a fake vacation might be.

"This piece of news is definitely the truth. But to report it early on, that’s one point of leverage for myself," said Double Kill Baron.

White Mist didn’t know, while 95 was modeling something.

"How can 95 and Zheng actually get along so pleasantly...? Ah, they’ve moved quite a step forward in their relationship, haven’t they?"

"Looking from afar, Zheng seems to be just a mirror image on the water surface... I’ve gathered that he’s lazy from my own observations and from working with the surveillance teams. He’s not Liu the Banquet Tiger without reason, and I certainly get the feeling that he is quite different from the other portrayed personas on the team," said White Mist.

Of course, this was targeted specifically at people of his kind.

These zero-design weapons were obviously extremely harmful to the raw power of original humans.

If original humans, pure flesh and blood, faced this mechanized weaponry without any form of armor, where even the poorest Mech Tribe weapon that could still blast off fourteen percent of a life form’s existence, no small-time thugs from the outskirts would stand a chance.

White Mist didn’t know why but could still acknowledge that Shorty was indeed very powerful, although he was fighting in the Mech black zone.

Is this right? Original humans fighting in a place completely made for the Mech Tribe?

"How does that lazy guy and the team possibly have a more sensational week than me... what an adrenaline-filled drama this has been," mused White Mist.

Despite everything being a blur, White Mist immediately recognized him as the Double Kill Baron—95 and Zheng were quite famous. They didn’t have a clear face,

but White Mist didn’t have to change the channel this time, because someone had captured the shadow of the Double Kill Baron on camera, on video.

"Will the appearance of the Double Kill Baron cause a major stir at the auction, affecting the existence of those devices? Are the two new empowered figures, bearing the mantle of new red stick decisions, really the Double Kill Baron as Slokou eyes the Heart Core machinery? According to the local news report, is the Double Kill Baron possibly Slokou trying to fortify his dominant position within the city, taking another risky step on the chest board?"

Could these shows really exist in the real world, or are they just fascinating fabrications? White Mist didn’t care for the intellectual banter of these boisterous gentlemen. Channel change.

"...Well, this part isn’t very good from what I’ve heard," protested White Mist, relayed an amount of money in relation to this matter.

"Mr. Lin, do you believe Slokou is the Double Kill Baron taking a chance at stealing the new Heart Core technology once again? How do you view the upcoming auction, and what is your opinion on it extending the doom of their defeated household?"

Channel change.

White Mist felt it wasn’t quite fitting to think about opening a scene for "[The Event](It’s My Girl Watching the Sky Stars in Mental Subspace)" at this stage.

Although as a hot-blooded geek, White Mist still felt like watching the entire set properly wasn’t entirely inappropriate; it wasn’t too wrong.

In the end, one individual, cloaked in roaring winds, would finally dress up and battle, fists clashing for a finale, riding a self-driven second-generation Mechanized Tribe motorcycle and becoming infected with the bizarre Ulaga virus, turning into a third-generation mechanical aberrant.

"I have a huge responsibility to protect the family, because I am the hero! You are in my way so I must undoubtedly face you, not because winning or not winning is the question here, I can only do this! I can’t work for the society within the third-generation mechanical tribe, there’s no space left for second-generation mech already... I’m brighter than anyone, there’s nobody to expect me, nobody knows me," said Chu Qing.

Channel change, commercial break.

"Don’t worry about having to deal with unreliable models or fret over not being able to buy. Want to buy a motorbike? Just go straight to Hinata Nikui second-hand motorcycles. No middleman mark-ups, just pure buyer and seller transactions," advertised the commercial.

White Mist turned on the television.

Although the scenery had transformed significantly, it was still very different from the past.

Finally, Bai Wu shook his head.

"Thank you for understanding me. You guys are really professional, always busy. Each time you call me, it’s only about what you need to say, but actually, I have a lot to say to you. Do you want anything to eat? How long will you stay? Then let me prepare... Well, please also give me a break," said Bai Wu.

——Jia Kai slightly modified a detail in the second message of "Weekly Diary One" before replying.

His parents wanted to seek out Jia Kai’s intentions once more, after having had past dealings with Lin Ma, which allowed them to understand Jia Kai’s choice.

Bai Wu saw the message, which didn’t include his own option, already sent.

Bai Wu decided to check his phone first.

The old TV was still showing the third episode of "Weekly Series," even though the tea cup on top was untouched.

As of today, the third episode had arrived.

Having made his choice, accepting the utmost curse in the face of imminent death, Jia Kai chose to sever ties with his parents in the first episode of "Weekly Series Two." This was how he ended up facing a negotiation in the second episode.

His transformations confirmed Bai Wu’s guess, although he had no way of refuting these eye-opening suggestions since the events of "Weekly Series One" couldn’t be recounted.

There was a TV above him this time because there was a television on the wall.

The doll lay sideways, no longer facing the TV wall this time.

The living room seemed clearly like a battlefield from a game, as Bai Wu walked directly into it upon entering the house.

It turned out that Jia Kai had come to an understanding.

Requesting forgiveness—Bai Wu had no choice to make. Only the second option was available, as choosing the first would lead to the collapse of the world.

"I would not survive the first choice,"

——There were two choices in "Weekly Series Two," which he had accessed by following the eye gesture.

The room appeared to be neat and tidy. There were no mechanical parts peeling off the exterior, nor were there any flesh outgrowths on his body.

Jia Kai, although still dazed, had reverted back to his original form but soon began inspecting the room. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

"It’s unimaginable to act so out of character," he muttered to himself.

Of course, Jia Kai could not respond.

"Why would you want to be one of the pure mechanized people? Is it because you want to escape this predicament by wearing these cumbersome clothes from ’Weekly Series One’?" Bai Wu said, shaking his head as he looked at Jia Kai.

For Jia Kai, becoming a machine from this original human species was like a tragic play set in the world of "Project Zero."

Could this encounter of Jia Kai be random? Or was it a deliberate alteration by Project Zero, already familiar with the mechanics? This was indeed a compelling question, and it was certain that it had something to do with Heart Core City, since the mechanized race did not have the ability to proliferate itself without the "birth" process.

"But the soul within a Heart Core Mechanoid is a human soul, according to Old Xie. Although I don’t know how Old Xie knew this, if that’s really the case, then it’s quite significant. The soul... is removed from the body... not only is the identity altered, but even the memories within the soul are deleted, ah," Bai Wu pondered.

"That fanatic girl from Mechanism City was pretty interested in the exterior form of this original human species. She found it fascinating, but she was also wrapped in a mechanic suit. It’s unusual, but it reminds me of when Old Xie and I first came to the city," he recalled.

Another event came to mind.

Was he still in the world of Weekly Series One, or was that just what seemed? Bai Wu wasn’t sure.

Jia Kai was still lying there as usual, except without the cumbersome mechanical armor over his body.

Although the scenery had changed and it should be Jia Kai’s luxurious house, Bai Wu could just about make it out to be different. Upon opening his eyes, he didn’t know how long had passed and once again fell into darkness.