Doomsday Jigsaw Puzzle

Chapter 516: Chapter 133: Guide, the Ten of Spades

As for the impression of Black Spade Ten, Bai Wu indeed didn’t have much; this person was Bai Yuan’s opponent, causing Bai Yuan quite a bit of trouble.

And he liked to study crime.

Even in his childhood, he was the type who would sit under a big tree, reading books related to crime, not playing with other children.

Among the deepest impressions of Black Spade Ten, one was that he had been trapped by Bai Yuan’s lies for half his life.

And with one gunshot, he ended his own life, yet he also began a new journey.

Suddenly, Bai Wu thought of something. When Qian was about to die, he once said:

"Your decision is correct. A new journey is about to unfold for you. Although it’s different from the journey you imagined, in the end, you will obtain the answers you desire."

Could the situation he mentioned be the current situation?

Moreover, there was one point that Bai Wu was very concerned about—

The first time he started a new journey, he encountered Black Spade Ten.

The second time, just before starting another new journey, he met Black Spade Ten again?

Once could be a coincidence, but twice, there must be some connection. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

Could Black Spade Ten have a relation to him?

"Where are we?" Bai Wu asked.

"How could you not know where this is? Cough cough... Cough cough..."

The voice of Jing Liu was still weak and filled with hatred.

Bai Wu truly didn’t know where this was.

Currently, the place was shrouded in utter darkness, the three people could only sense each other’s locations vaguely by sound.

But no one could see the other.

In the darkness, Black Spade Ten laughed:

"He is indeed confused, because by all logic, he should return to his past and experience a series of twisted events."

"But Little Bai, the kid, is a bit strange, under my old nemesis’s manipulation, he has no negative emotions."

Return to the past, experience a series of twisted events, upon hearing this, Jing Liu suddenly realized:

"Are you saying Bai Wu... "

"That’s right, don’t believe me, ask him."

Bai Wu realized that in the conversation between Black Spade Ten and Jing Liu, Black Spade Ten was in control.

As if he knew more than Jing Liu.

He also understood what Black Spade Ten was saying and admitted frankly:

"Yes, I underwent the ’ritual,’ and now I am like you siblings, having become a Well, you could call me Jing Qi. May I also call you Sister?"

Jing Liu looked incredulously toward the direction of Bai Wu.

How could Bai Wu possibly have undergone the ritual?

Was it someone from High Tower who came out? Or was it Bai Wu’s own stratagem?

What was the current status of Jing Si?

She was even puzzled; how could Bai Wu still be alive?

After the flight, she lost to Bai Wu; wouldn’t her brother seek revenge for her?

Furthermore, the title Sister sent a chill down her spine. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Too many questions wanted to ask, even if Bai Wu provided answers, it only led to more questions.

But Bai Wu didn’t dwell on this question, he deftly changed the subject:

"It seems you know a lot about my situation?"

This was addressed to Black Spade Ten.

Only Bai Yuan knew about his exchange with Alpha, how could Black Spade Ten possibly know as well?

Black Spade Ten did not answer this question:

"One thing at a time, I will answer your questions as I see fit. After all, you have the right to ask, and I have the right not to answer. Let’s first talk about where this place is."

"Hmm... this is also a complicated subject. Let me think how to put it, got it."

"To put it simply, this is the area where you banished Jing Liu, a realm of Chaos."

Bai Wu had a vague guess, but had not thought it to be true.

Moreover, this answer only served to deepen his confusion.

If this place was indeed an exile zone that he had opened up using the Power of Twist, then it would certainly explain why Jing Liu was here.

But why? He was clearly inside the shell, incubating a "Well Level egg".

According to his understanding, the "egg" had already been transported to the Well.

Even though he couldn’t see anything in the dark, Spade Ten still knew what Bai Wu was thinking.

"Everything in this world adheres to a process. What is a ’ritual’? The very word inherently signifies a process, representing rules, order."

"And Twist symbolizes destruction, chaos, inherently clashing with the word ’ritual’."

Bai Wu began to understand a little, yet it was Jing Liu, who had been nearly omniscient before, that was now the most bewildered.

Spade Ten continued:

"The shell’s purpose is only to isolate the Well, acting as a kind of protection, but the power within you must have established a certain connection with the Well."

"When you entered the shell, the power you wielded evidently played a certain role."

Bai Wu frowned:

"So where exactly are we now? You’re not going to tell me that this place is—"

"Smart, Little Bai. Yes, it’s exactly what you’re thinking. This place, right now, has a great connection with the Well."

Bai Wu could hardly believe that when he had used the Power of Twist on Jing Liu to exile him, he had actually exiled him to the edge of the Well?

How could that be possible?

Spade Ten explained calmly:

"Let me tell you the sequence of events to help you make sense of it."

"Negative emotions should have consumed you, because no one can resist their own emotions."

"Memories that belong to you would be twisted by these emotions, and you would cease to resist."

"But because you have an unimaginable resistance to negative emotions, it led to your thoughts of resistance, a desire to hold onto your memories."

"Therefore, you began to fight back, using Twist against Twist. The entire process probably occurred while you were conversing with Bai Yuan."

"It was also at that moment, as you were extremely close to the Well, that your power resonated with the Well."

"You are inside the shell right now, but this does not prevent you from finding a pathway to the Well. The Well is everywhere."

Bai Wu was shocked by these words, both by their content and by the fact that Spade Ten seemed to have a thorough understanding of everything about him.

Bai Wu voiced his doubt:

"How can you possibly know so much?"

"If the person speaking these words to you was Bai Yuan, would you still find it strange?"

Spade Ten was certainly not Bai Yuan, but Bai Wu understood the implication of his words.

"In your subconscious, anything Bai Yuan does is unsurprising, knowing anything and everything is not strange."

"But when it’s me, you find it strange, which hurts my feelings. After all, he and I have not yet determined the victor."

"How should I address you?" asked Bai Wu.

"Just call me Spade Ten. This name holds significant meaning for me."

Spade Ten did not take it as a disgrace to be tricked by K into being a Ten.

On the contrary, this event made Spade Ten realize the importance of "tradition" and "perception".

What Spade Ten said next was quite intriguing:

"Order is the epitaph of the orderers, Twist is the pass of the Twisters. That’s also why the creators of High Tower, despite their greater strength, did not live to the end."

"You are the only person with the pass. And only you can locate the Well amidst this void and chaos."

Bai Wu exclaimed in shock:

"Are you saying that this place can be connected to the Well?"

Even Jing Liu was unaware of this assertion. Jing Liu’s cough sounded:

"How do you know of this?"

Spade Ten ignored Jing Liu and looked toward where Bai Wu was:

"Of those k who escaped from the farm years ago, didn’t you think my acts were the least?"

Bai Wu did not deny it.

He didn’t know what exactly the Ten of Spades had done, apart from bringing himself to this world, receiving praises from Bai Yuan, and taking Cain as a disciple. It seemed he had no other achievements.

Compared to Xiaoyugan, who created the Ark, Bai Yuan who planned K’s defection and strategized against Jing San, and Old K who truly saved the world.

The Ten of Spades could almost be said to have accomplished nothing.

For such a person, it indeed puzzled Bai Wu how he could be regarded by Bai Yuan or how he could become K of the Golden Generation in the farm.

The Ten of Spades laughed and said,

"Let it be, after all, I’ve let go. The four of us, each has different responsibilities. Although we have our grudges, these personal grudges are trivial compared to our expectations for the world. Your understanding of us is actually very scant."

"Not just me, even Bai Yuan, the one wearing the mask, and your... stepmother, what we’ve truly done is far more than you know."

"So consider it as the four of us performing our respective duties, although you could also put it another way, are the four of us a disharmonious group?"

Using his sense of hearing, Bai Wu realized that the Ten of Spades seemed to have found a place to sit.

"A Well is a container that accumulates emotions, and a converter that can turn various mental products into physical objects and rules."

"Because of the existence of Wells, this world has all kinds of strange rules, distorted rules, and twisted creatures."

"I’ve also been pondering what a Well truly is. It wasn’t until my old adversary kept altering you, verified the existence of the Inner World, that it inspired me."

Do Red Heart K and Black Heart K both talk in such riddles?

Bai Wu couldn’t help but remind him,

"Get to the point."

"What I’m saying is precisely the point. In a person’s Inner World, if various parameters are modified, they would become irrational."

"The Inner World hides all the secrets of a person. It can be said to be the source of a person’s distortion and chaos. A slight fluctuation in the Inner World can cause a great change in a person."

"Bai Yuan should be very clear about this, as he has experimented on you."

Bai Wu did not deny it. Although he was still curious how the Ten of Spades knew all this.

The Ten of Spades knew what Bai Wu was curious about, but he didn’t answer Bai Wu’s question and continued,

"You can block negative emotions because your negative emotions are firmly locked up."

"Those three chambers that control emotions are your three Wells, Bai Wu."

A casual remark landed in Bai Wu’s ears like a thunderclap.

On the one hand, it was because of this magical analogy that Bai Wu vaguely thought of something; on the other hand, it was about Bai Yuan.

The Ten of Spades chuckled,

"You don’t truly believe that Bai Yuan, a person like him, would torture his own son purely for the pursuit of fun, do you?"

"Hmm... he might actually do it if the world were so boring that it was the only thing left for him to do."

"But obviously, there are still many interesting things in this world. The pain he inflicted on you, all that he did to you, had other entertaining factors."

Bai Wu certainly did not regard Bai Yuan as a good father, but when he heard from someone else that Bai Yuan’s past torture of him also had other dimensions, his emotions were somewhat difficult to control.

Luckily, no one could see each other in the darkness.

"I say these things because Bai Yuan’s various research on the Inner World can be applied elsewhere."

"There was still a lack of evidence until recently when Qian Yixin appeared, and that’s when I truly became convinced."

"The world has its own Will. If it’s considered a living organism, then the space where the Well resides is this organism’s Inner World."

Bai Wu had to admit, it was a very imaginative viewpoint.

He did not agree, but did not immediately contest it either.

Jing Liu, however, was anxious to speak,

"Nonsense! Are you addicted to deceiving people?"

The Ten of Spades did not deny it,

"Indeed, it is nonsense. The Will of the world is hard to manifest, aside from Qian Yixin, a special existence, it probably has never appeared before."

"It would be good if there was a second example, but the power that Qian Yixin holds has already exceeded that of the monsters sealed in the High Tower. It’s a pity, Jing Liu, you didn’t witness this scene, didn’t see the true power of that bald man. Otherwise, you would also have the same thoughts as I do."

Bai Wu did not fully agree with what the Ten of Spades said.

Or rather, he agreed with the direction of thought but not the conclusion itself.

Stroking his chin, he pondered for a while.

"The claim of the Ten of Spades, though exaggerated, provides a correct line of thought. The World Will indeed exists, and that also accounts for the domination of the divine over the human in Qian Yixin."

"Bai Yuan once said that there are three rooms in my Inner World, corresponding to three emotions. The three rooms are locked,"

"Whereas the Ten of Spades likened it to the Well, according to him, this world anthropomorphizes, a human named World, and within its Inner World, there is also a room controlling emotions, which is the Well."

"This concept is interesting. In the world’s ’Inner World,’ when the room opens, it causes the visible world to distort and descend into chaos."

"But personally, I think, rather than saying the Well is a product of this world’s Inner World, it might be more accurate to say... the Well corresponds to another side of this world."

"Qian Yixin’s World Will, representing the will of protection and order, what the Well represents is the Will of Twist and Chaos."

Bai Wu’s train of thought became progressively clearer, as if unraveling some long-standing confusions.

The Ten of Spades could feel that Bai Wu and Jing Liu, shrouded in darkness, were pondering his words.

He didn’t know what Bai Wu was thinking, but his next words coincided with Bai Wu’s reflections:

"Little Bai, if some parameters of the Inner World change, it can lead to everything in the visible world becoming twisted and corrupt,"

"Killing the source of distortion might temporarily suppress the twist, but perhaps in a few hundred years, the world might become distorted again."

"Just like in the Inner World, if the doors to your three rooms are not closed, then you cannot isolate negative emotions. I can’t help but suspect that the sudden invasion of distortion into an originally normal world is because... in the Inner World where the Well resides, one of the rooms was opened."

Bai Wu took up the topic:

"And the creators of the High Tower want to close the doors to these rooms, whereas the seals within the Tower seek to open as many doors as possible?"

The Ten of Spades applauded and said:

"As expected of Bai Yuan’s... never mind, I don’t want to compliment him. As expected of you, you’ve figured it out so quickly."

Bai Wu originally thought that the Ten of Spades would be an enemy.

But now, it seems as if the Ten of Spades, due to his dislike for Bai Yuan, seemed particularly amiable towards Bai Wu?

As for the words of the Ten of Spades, Bai Wu indeed understood them.

The world has its own Will, and the Well resides in a different space, a space completely opposite to the real world—chaotic, twisted, evil, filled with negative emotions.

If the real world is filled with normal people and the hospital houses a few sick ones,

Then the corresponding world is filled with madmen, and in the hospital, a few sane ones are managed.

Two completely opposite worlds, undisturbing each other.

But one day, something in the chaotic world begins to spread, affecting the normal world.

Just like in the Inner World, if the doors to the three rooms are open, the visible world would be filled with anger, sorrow, fear.

These terrible emotions could even materialize into Karmic Fire and extreme cold.

It’s the same with the World.

From the world where the Well resides, filled with all sorts of negative emotions, these emotions can morph into various rules.

Bai Wu asked the most puzzling question:

"But what does this have to do with our current situation?"

The Ten of Spades clapped his hands:

"Of course, it is related. As I said, distortion is the Twister’s pass."

"You’ve felt it too, although it’s pitch-black around, the space is constantly changing."

"Perhaps this endless darkness and chaos is the channel connecting the Inner World and the visible world."

"I believe your Power of Twist resonates with that produced by the Well, and it is about to take you to the space where the Well resides."

"That is, to the world’s most insane, twisted, chaotic space; we might as well name it the Well World."

Bai Wu frowned:

"Well World... Is it very dangerous?"

On the other side of the darkness, Jing Liu’s face was ashen.

The place they were about to go to, if it were as the Ten of Spades said, would naturally be extremely dangerous.

After all, only Jing Si had been to the Well World.

And Jing Si went mad from not being able to withstand the chaos and distortion of that world.

The Ten of Spades still spoke in his unflappable tone:

"In the High Tower, the most dangerous area you can reach is the black area."

"Then, we might say our upcoming journey is to an area that is even more terrifying than the black area; at a level, it can be called—"

"The Origin Level area."