Doomsday Jigsaw Puzzle

Chapter 501: Chapter 118: The Story of the High Tower Creator and the Sealed Object

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"Ah, I tend to talk to myself when I get excited," he said.

Jing Yu looked toward Spade K and also glanced at the silent Diamond K.

Although the two Ks couldn’t fully understand, they weren’t completely clueless; they could still guess a thing or two.

What was outside the High Wall?

As Ks, even if they were far from the capabilities of those three escapees from 700 years ago, they could at least discern some clues.

They were all curious about what was on the other side of the wall.

The mystery was about to be unveiled.

Before that happened, a little interlude occurred: a mother holding a basket of fruits walked out.

When she saw Jing Yu standing in front of everyone and spotted the hint of black on top of the High Wall—

She was startled, and the basket of fruits fell to the ground.

Jing Yu frowned at this sight, and the mother’s face instantly paled.

The other children also noticed the expressions on their faces, and Club 2s snapped angrily,

"What’s with that look in your eyes?"

Diamond 3y took the opportunity to say,

"What were you saying just now, that’s where Mommy stands. What gives you the right to stand there and talk to us?"

"Don’t you dare show Mommy such a fierce face!" Heart 5d shouted.

These children, being of lesser talent and younger age, although smart, were still unable to control their emotions.

Spade K and Club K thought to themselves that this was bad.

They were vastly different from the other children, possessing exceptional talents, and they could distinctly sense from Jing Yu an aura very similar to that of their father.

Just as they were worried that some problem might arise, Jing Yu smiled, walked forward, and took the mother’s hand.

"We are about to part ways, my older and younger brothers and sisters. I believe we will never meet again, so before we say goodbye, may I tell you a story?"

The innocence in Jing Yu’s smile was undeniable, but the hint of ruthlessness in the depths of his eyes when he looked at the mother made Zhao Xiaoxue realize that he was a devil, not a child.

He was different from the other children.

The mother also did not want them to die in fear. She knew very well what stepping outside the High Wall meant.

"Everyone be good, shall we listen to him finish the story?"

Since the mother had spoken, the other children had no objections.

The atmosphere in the farm was joyful, and there were hardly any grudges.

The children lived in an environment like paradise, and if one only spoke of days on the farm, disregarding their origins... their childhood was truly one of immense happiness.

Although they were somewhat displeased with the actions of Heart 9, it was only because they were concerned for their mother.

As Jing Yu saw the children begin to sit on the grass, waiting to hear the story, he too felt happy:

"This is actually a very clichéd tale, where one side represents justice and the other evil, leading to the ultimate showdown between good and evil."

"However, the process of starting the twist—the moment the Well’s emotional buildup became excessive and began to erupt—there were some complications."

"Just like in all stories, the heroes slay the evil dragon."

"But in this process, due to the appearance of various NPCs, choices, ideologies, and even fates, the simple main thread was gradually expanded and complicated."

"Of course, the story I’m about to tell is a simple one. It’s the tale before it became complicated.

"Long ago, humans began to research things like emotions and desires."

"So ancient it can be traced back to the previous civilization."

"In the ancient literary works, some described the explosion of human emotions and desires as the explosion of a nuclear bomb. What a clever description."

"But I must say, their understanding of technology limited their literary imagination."

"In fact, the destruction of the previous civilization, or rather every human civilization, has originated from this."

"After the destruction of the most ancient civilizations, they left behind a series of traces. Such as what the successors called Sequence language."

"And some remaining artifacts, designed to absorb the energy brought about by human emotions and imagination—the Wells."

"Does it seem very obscure?"

Jing Yu stroked his chin, pondering how to give an example: ƒгeewebnovёl.com

"Oh, how should I explain this? Well, let’s start with the stages. The distortion of the world is divided into three stages—"

"The first stage is the blurring of rules. That is to say..."

Suddenly, a child interrupted Jing Yu’s explanation:

"Mommy, I’m hungry, I don’t want to listen to the story."

Jing Yu smiled:

"You know, beasts like to bite their prey to death while still alive, but that doesn’t mean they don’t enjoy cooking their prey."

"And the meat of the dead will remain fresh for a while. I believe, if you were to die now, as long as my speech is refined enough to feed you to them before you become stale... "

The mother’s expression became panicked, and the two children also realized something was amiss.

But it was already too late.

Jing Yu’s figure flashed, appearing instantly in front of the child.

Club 7t.

"May parasites stay far from your body."

Crack.

Club 7t’s neck was twisted by Jing Yu, his fingers not controlling the strength properly, directly crushing the throat.

Blood spurted as the windpipe burst, and on the green grass, a layer of black was scattered.

Jing Yu looked around:

"Hahaha, don’t be afraid, I’m just like this when I’m angry, I like to smash something. Just listen to my story obediently, and I won’t lose my temper."

The tragedy happened, and it caused several other children to cry.

Even though the weakest "card" still has great potential, they are not very mature emotionally.

Jing Yu liked the sound of children’s crying, he just hated being interrupted when doing something.

Thus, several more children were killed in succession.

Fear rendered everyone silent.

Jing Yu, his face covered in blood, continued the story with a smile:

"Where did we leave off just now?"

"Oh right, phasic."

"The three stages of the coming distortion, the first stage, the blurring of rules."

"When this stage begins, many of the physical and mathematical formulas we are familiar with will no longer hold."

"They have not yet distorted; gravity is still there but perhaps the coefficient has changed. Space is still there, but it has taken on some disorder."

"Time is still there, but the scale might have changed."

"The second stage, the mutation of rules."

"From this stage on, things become highly imaginative. Gravity might become a zero-gravity zone, time might stop or even move backwards, and spatial chaos turns into uproar... Time-space begins to disorder."

"And by the third stage, the High Tower will disappear. We call this stage the Fusion and Rebirth of Rules."

"The old rules continue to twist, but many new rules will emerge. Explaining this is very complicated. Ah, let’s skip this part."

"Anyway, the distortion that started many, many years ago entered the third stage—the Fusion and Rebirth of Rules."

"A chaotic, unpredictable world of beauty came into being."

"But by that time, people of the former civilization had gained enough control and understanding of the distortion. They believed that such an absolutely chaotic world, where nobody knows what will happen next, was not conducive to human survival."

"Isn’t that just nonsense?"

"What’s the point of a world as stagnant as dead water? Time flows at a constant speed forever, and every step taken covers a constant space. The withering and growth of all things are just as uninteresting."

"So, in the previous civilization, the two people who had studied distortion most extensively, engaged in a duel."

"Since it was a previous civilization, naturally the time was much earlier than the humans of this civilization."

"At a time when there wasn’t much difference between humans and beasts, the battle was decided."

"Evil triumphed over Justice."

"The great Hero was suppressed by the evil dragon within the High Tower."

"Everyone thought he only stayed in the High Tower for seven hundred years, but in fact, he had lived for over ten thousand years."

"Although the great Hero was suppressed, the moment suppression arrived, he also sowed the seeds of hope."

"It’s written in the epic of Herma that to defeat the evil Xila, six Heroes must be sacrificed (Note)"

"Six Heroes experienced the greatness of distortion and disorder. They come from the same era, yet they don’t belong to the same era."

"Some of them appeared in ancient times, some in the medieval period, and others at the end of the Pre-Tower Era."

"But the great distortion caused all six of them to appear in the same time-space as they grew into Heroes."

"They went through chaotic memories and became brothers and sisters in the confusion."

"Heeding the call of the true Hero, they had their memories altered by the Hero and were imbued with new souls, planting seeds of hope for this tale of despair."

"But here, the story also begins to get complicated."

"These six siblings, during their growth, had some disputes."

"Eventually, they went their separate ways, each looking out for themselves. Gradually, their hearts changed, too."

"The second of the six siblings, born in the Tang Dynasty of Sheng Country, the strongest nation in the world at that time, trekked thousands of miles as a monk from that country, seeking ways to ferry the souls of all beings."

"This was his obsession, and because of it, after being entrusted with a mission by the Hero, he couldn’t be decisive in his killings, and became very passive."

"The third sibling was bound by narrow-minded family members, never able to forget them. Although ultimately awakened by the calling of the Hero, he was schemed against by the offspring of the evil dragon."

"Hmm, the next part is crucial. Before talking about the fourth, we must first discuss the last confrontation between two transcendent beings of the previous civilization."

"The evil dragon defeated the Hero, suppressing him in the High Tower, but the Hero lived up to his name, making the evil dragon pay a heavy price."

"The evil dragon died completely, but it was just too powerful. Even in death, it was able to plot in causality, seeking monsters that could become evil dragons again."

"Not only that, but the evil dragon’s power was so strong that it could even impact... the heroes called by the Warrior."

"So the fourth hero... was corrupted. He was different from the other heroes, devoid of compassion, love, and a sense of Justice."

"Imprisoning the power amassed by all emotions and desires, this terrifying Number Four bathed in the Well... and gained a portion of the evil dragon’s power, even exceeding the growth space of the evil dragon."

"Thus, the world fell into crisis once again."

"The power of the Well was too great, causing the corrupted hero to often struggle with maintaining his self, giving us plenty of time to prepare, to welcome the revival of the ancient Hero!"

"Those who follow order, correct rules, and try to turn the world from creative change back into stagnant water, moved into the High Tower."

"The High Tower, where the evil dragon sealed the Hero, but how fond was the Hero of humanity? For seven hundred years, he coexisted peacefully with humans in the High Tower, teaching them much."

"It’s just that humans always think of leaving the High Tower. Their rebellious thoughts are all due to the corruption by the evil dragon."

"The world has already become diseased, countless regions are cancerous... As the crystalline fragments of the Well decrease one by one, more and more areas have turned into stagnant pools, all stemming from the sins of a small portion of humanity!"

"They are destroying great creativity, great change. Change is the eternal aspect of this universe, don’t you think?"

No one dared to contradict Jing Yu.

Jing Yu’s story was full of contradictions, a world without order, no rules, only chaos... Was this really an interesting world?

"Seven hundred years ago, a few who had escaped from the farm were descendants of the evil dragon. They had their minds and souls corrupted, trying to stop the resurrection of the Heroes."

"Hahahaha..."

Jing Yu laughed insanely:

"But with the arrival of Justice, how could they possibly withstand it?"

"Our father, Jing Yi, has been preparing for many years."

"Though the Souls of the Heroes are sealed within the High Tower, their Immortal bodies remain!"

"This world might have the descendants of the evil dragon, but with our Souls imbued with that of the Heroes, as long as we’re willing to offer ourselves, with our Will to awaken the Hero’s body, any evil dragon, no matter how powerful, can be swept away!"

He had the appearance of a child, trying hard to sound passionate, yet it came off somewhat childish.

And it seemed... to carry an innate evil.

When Jing Yu’s gaze turned to the sky, the King of Clubs and King of Diamonds suddenly felt a huge shadow engulf the farm.

At that moment, everyone looked up at the sky.

The hight walls collapsed abruptly.

The barrier that had protected the farm for seven hundred years was instantly destroyed by a giant hand.

Low murmurs of an indistinct nature came from all directions, these voices originating from the countless mouths on the giant hand.

This scene naturally terrified everyone, the children of the farm, and Zhao Xiaoxue, who played the role of mother, all wanted to flee this place.

But Zhao Xiaoxue was held back by Jing Yu:

"Mother, you are still useful, don’t worry, it will not eat you, Sanchez City will send the next batch of children."

"Soon, Sanchez City will regularly supply young human females capable of childbearing, to become a source of talent for the farm. The farm will then be very lively."

"I naturally can’t bear to kill such outstanding talent as yourself, so don’t slack off."

"Lastly, you have already finished leading this group of children. Say goodbye to them, dear Mother."

Looking at Jing Yu’s smile, Zhao Xiaoxue saw a devil.

How could he watch these children die with such calmness and even pleasure?

The frightened children were as if suddenly drained of their fear.

Their expressions shifted from terror to a vacant gaze...

In the end, they walked towards the monster, like zombies.

The countless mouths on the arms were like numerous entrances.

The children who entered these mouths let out painful screams, but the sounds did not last long.

Zhao Xiaoxue watched the children die with confusion, heartbroken. Among them were two children with King-level talents.

It was as if she were watching the children jump one by one into a volcano’s maw.

Jing Yu, listening to the painful cries and chewing sounds, looked pleased:

"I should be leaving now, this food should be sufficient to let the Heroes join me to—"

"Destroy the High Tower."

(The update at midnight will be postponed to tomorrow during the day, it’s not a leave of absence. Then there will be two updates tomorrow, one in the afternoon, and one at midnight. Mainly because of the extra update today, I still have to go out in the afternoon, and I really can’t make time to maintain the update at midnight, so I’ll move it to the daytime.)