Free Web NovelChapter 42: Chapter 42: Winning Over
Before responding to Dandelion, Bai Wu organized his thoughts internally.
The captain was very likely being targeted by Cain.
Yang Zhen, Qin Lin, and Liang Yu were lured to this area by Cain’s lies. How Cain deceived them wasn’t important.
But according to Lokar’s Law of Material Exchange, they must be hiding clues about Cain on their persons.
Therefore, these three must survive.
Bai Wu didn’t want to remain passive all the time—he also desired to initiate his own moves occasionally. The interplay was what made the process interesting.
However, considering the earlier situation, this ancestor of the biblical villains was very likely only deceiving them.
There were no treasures in this area. The entire area was the Evil Fallen Dandelion’s stomach, and the most valuable thing here—was the ring he had picked up.
For now, he had to deal with the last clue, which was the human version of Dandelion.
How did he spend these seven hundred years? Did he know Cain’s secret?
Bai Wu’s gaze fell on Dandelion:
[Talent Sequence 42: Endless Nirvana. Innate Force: Third Order, Ninth Segment. He spent countless years inside the High Tower over the past seven hundred years, never encountering a living person.
He witnessed Dandelion kill one human after another, seemingly in pursuit of justice for him, but he wasn’t happy. And in order to please him, Dandelion’s slaughter never stopped. They were the closest yet the most distant companions.]
This note was unusually serious for once.
But the information was intriguing. Bai Wu had a rough understanding of the predicament of the two Dandelions.
The human Dandelion was naive and kind, saving the Evil Fallen Dandelion with his own organs.
Under Cain’s guidance, the Evil Fallen Dandelion committed atrocities without end, becoming a thorough predator.
What was perplexing was that the latter hunted humans to make the former happy. Yet, the more the latter did so, the less happy the former became.
The misunderstanding here was surely related to Cain.
Watching the human Dandelion’s confused expression, Bai Wu finally understood the choice he had to make.
An answer that was outside Cain’s arrangements:
"Prometheus, I’ll just call you Prometheus from now on. You’re really a good kid. You never lost your memory, did you? You just hoped that reality could change with each restart, right?"
At this moment, Bai Wu began to emulate Cain.
Seven hundred years ago, Cain spoke in the same tone, beguiling Dandelion who had not yet fallen:
Dandelion, I’ll just call you Dandelion from now on. You’re not a good kid at all, are you? You’re not really under psychological stress—you just really like the taste of flesh, don’t you?
The young man froze.
It wasn’t because of the name, but because Bai Wu’s words struck right at his secret.
Bai Wu’s gaze was filled with pity:
"The doctors despised you. They opened up your brain, thinking you would forget everything. You behaved exactly as they expected, but in reality, you didn’t forget any of that. Poor child, you were just hoping that with each fresh start, you could break the cycle and find a different outcome."
In this child’s memory, there was a nurse who could talk to him.
The nurse was very kind, unlike anyone else, but she didn’t exist—she was just another personality of the child.
This was the information Bai Wu had obtained earlier.
But there was a flaw: If Prometheus truly had lost his memory, how could a nurse say something like "you need to remember" to him?
The truth was, the nurse remembered everything, and so did the child.
He had never lost his memory.
But even though he remembered everything, he had not fallen.
"What really distresses you is not the endless surgeries and tortures, not the severing and Stitching of organs from their host bodies, but the fact that you finally left the hospital, saw the doctors and patients in a rush to flee, and not a single one of them spared you a glance."
"I’ve seen many with split personalities. Some split good and evil, some split humbleness and pride, some split courage and cowardice, with each personality being distinctly different. But I’ve never seen anyone like you... one personality represents kindness, and the other personality is just as kind."
"I can’t forgive humanity on your behalf, but experiencing such pain and still resisting Evil Fallen Transformation, I believe deep down, you’re still waiting for the world where everyone likes you, everyone welcomes you. If you became Evil Fallen, that day would never come."
Bai Wu had no doubt about the effectiveness of his speech.
Having shed his negative emotions, he started to study acting. If necessary, he could even cry on cue.
Of course, after this time, he also realized that he must enhance his Innate Force.
Although Evil Fallen cannot sense him, there’s no guarantee that he will encounter an Evil Fallen that understands human speech next time.
"Prometheus, even though some have tried to bind you with Dandelion, trying to make you believe that he is your other side, that is not the case. Both you and I know that he is Evil Fallen, and we are human. We might not be adversaries, but we absolutely cannot be conflated."
"Dandelion has killed many people, and right outside this room, three more are about to die, and perhaps in the future, even more will die by his hand. I believe that if there is one person in the world who he cares about, it certainly isn’t Cain but rather you."
"For years under Cain’s arrangements, although you’ve spent every night within the tower, no one knows you, no one welcomes you, and nobody cares about you. He has always been deceiving you,
Not just you, but he has also been deceiving Dandelion, that child who survives with your organs, who could have had the future you’ve always longed for. But now, he can never return to the High Tower."
Bai Wu extended his hand and pulled up Prometheus, who was lying in the box:
"Stop Dandelion with me, and then let’s leave this place together."
"You... who are you, and why do you know all this?" Prometheus looked incredulously at Bai Wu.
"My name is Constantine. For a long time to come, you will be by my side. I am someone you can trust completely. I will take you back to the High Tower; you won’t be locked in a cramped space anymore, and you can walk on streets bustling with people. I cannot know everything about your past life, but starting today, it’s all over."
To be honest, these words were quite ordinary, and Bai Wu’s tone was very calm, but for Prometheus, no one had ever spoken to him this way before.
In his memory, Cain is a vague figure, a person who gives orders. And Dandelion only tells him how hypocritical humans are.
As for his days in the High Tower, just as Constantine said, he had no contact with any humans.
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Outside was an intense darkness where light could not penetrate, only inside was there a faint, dim light.
Bai Wu truly persuaded this child.
Although in terms of age, Bai Wu is just a child, but for the seven hundred years, Prometheus spent most of his time in slumber. He does not possess seven hundred years of life experience.
Tools must naturally be kept where Evil Fallen cannot touch them.
Even though Dandelion is very evil, he has no ill intentions towards this kind human who gave him his organs. Just like the notes indicated, they are the closest yet most distant brothers.
Cain also used Prometheus to restrain Dandelion.
"Are you really real? Could it be... once I walk out of this room, you will disappear...?"
What a pitiful child.
In seven hundred years, he had imagined many people, and it wasn’t just a nurse.
So at this moment, Prometheus’s expression was extremely helpless:
"I always manage to see many kind people... but in the end, they all leave me... are you one of them?"
A few days ago, he was locked in a box, staying alive by connecting to Dandelion through the Cursed Runes on a tattered notebook.
After the box was opened, he saw this person who called himself Constantine, wearing a smiling mask and strange robes, entirely different from people before.
But like those people, he knew his secrets, knew his experiences.
How he wished these people really existed, but hope had been shattered time and again over seven hundred years.
Bai Wu did not possess some emotions. He felt a bit lost but not sad. He had even begun to contemplate how to arrange for Prometheus,
To have him join the Investigation Corps? Or to join his own mercenary team with only bad girl Cheng as a teammate? By the name, it seemed quite fitting for his team.
If he were to join the Investigation Corps, he would need a normal-sounding name.
Bai Wu patted Prometheus on the shoulder and said, without answering Prometheus’s question, but seriously stated:
"Stop Dandelion, and I will take you home."
Outside the house, Yang Zhen, Liang Yu, and Qin Lin had already met up. They waited anxiously for Constantine to come out.
Hoping to find a way to return to the High Tower.
At the same time, Dandelion had completed a stage of transformation and could easily kill all living things in its "stomach."
The current Dandelion was a super Evil Fallen whose strength was not inferior to Elijah’s.
But similarly, it was also waiting for that person to make a decision. It enjoyed watching humans slaughter each other the most. It hoped Bai Wu could save one or two people, then watch the rest despair and wait for death.
The resentment of being abandoned and betrayed by companions is the most delicious of all emotions.
