Doomsday Jigsaw Puzzle

Chapter 517: Chapter 134: The Masked Acquaintance

The Ten of Spades was a master of deception, and so far, Bai Wu had not obtained any useful information from him.

Everything was just speculation from the Ten of Spades.

But strangely, perhaps this person really did have a talent for making even nonsense sound like the truth.

The Origin Level area, the other side of the Well World, or the place where the Well is located, the Inner World—there was no basis for these things.

Yet when spoken by the Ten of Spades, everything seemed to be so.

Everything seemed to be true.

In fact, Bai Wu was very curious about how the Ten of Spades knew all this.

What had he done to arrive at these conclusions?

And why did the Ten of Spades seem to know him so well?

Even the conversations between Bai Yuan and himself were clear to him.

Upon deeper thought, it was terrifying, and Bai Wu suddenly remembered something.

The Ten of Spades had mentioned three rooms, talked about the Inner World, and referred to Bai Yuan’s research.

And knew everything about him.

And logically speaking... in his previous life, he had died while pursuing the Ten of Spades, so his own corpse—

Most likely ended up in the hands of the Ten of Spades.

"You... where exactly are you hiding? Since your soul could appear on Huangquan Island, how could you still be alive?"

"Even Jing Liu doesn’t believe you’re alive. Can I assume that you’re actually dead?

"At least showing some signs of death?"

"And the truth is, only your physical body has died, and all along, you’ve been living in one of those three rooms?"

When Bai Wu said all this, even he found it somewhat unbelievable, somewhat absurd.

But where on earth could the Ten of Spades be hiding?

He was Bai Yuan’s nemesis and the one who understood Bai Yuan best, the one who most hoped that Bai Yuan was alive.

Bai Yuan was indeed dead.

But he himself was alive, and if according to the Ten of Spades, he was a creation of Bai Yuan.

Then would the Ten of Spades miss the chance to understand this creation?

The Ten of Spades was intimately familiar with the many events he had experienced.

As if he lived right around him.

But even knowing about the existence of three rooms in the Inner World, and even the conversation between himself and Bai Yuan during the ritual’s arrival...

Does this mean that the Ten of Spades was hidden in his own Inner World?

In the Inner World, Bai Yuan was very familiar with every corner.

There was only one place he could not control—a blind spot.

The three rooms that governed emotions.

That is why the Ten of Spades said that they were rivals in strength.

Because Bai Yuan had deceived him for half his life, and he had likewise deceived Bai Yuan.

The Ten of Spades burst into laughter:

"What a rich imagination; I like this train of thought, but who knows."

Of course, a magician would not reveal his own tricks.

Even if the audience saw through his magic, he would courteously respond with a smile.

Bai Wu was by now quite certain that his speculation should be correct.

The perpetually flustered Jing Liu gradually calmed down.

"Are you saying that we are about to go to the world where the Well is located?"

"Yes, as space continues to shift, we will get there sooner or later. The moment the darkness disappears is the moment we arrive at the shore of the Twisted."

As the Ten of Spades responded, he noticed that Jing Liu’s emotions were gradually stabilizing.

"It seems our appearance here is not coincidental."

Once he had accepted the sudden turn of events, Jing Liu quickly picked up on a piece of information that Bai Wu had missed.

Bai Wu’s arrival, as well as his acceptance of the ritual to become Jing Qi, and the resurrection of the Ten of Spades...

All of this made Jing Liu feel as if the causal threads were tangled into a mess.

It was as if someone who had seen through seven hundred years of causality suddenly discovered that all these layers of causality were... fake.

Moreover, the person she had wanted to eliminate had suddenly appeared beside her, and someone who was supposed to be dead had come back to life.

She could not help but feel significant emotional fluctuations, unable to make sense of the current situation.

"The shell won’t fail; I’m outside the shell, Bai Wu is inside, even if the twist has reunited us, there must be some difference."

When it comes to understanding the Well, naturally, that would still be Jing Liu.

Bai Wu asked,

"What do you mean?"

Jing Liu looked in the direction of Bai Wu, her emotions complex,

"If I’m not mistaken, on your journey to come, Ten of Spades and I are not physical entities."

Not physical entities? Does that mean that the current Jing Liu and Ten of Spades are like shadows or illusions?

Ten of Spades Bai Wu could understand; if the Ten of Spades was really hiding in his Inner World, then he should be like Bai Yuan, a sort of obsession entity.

But what about Jing Liu?

"The purpose of the shell is to isolate you from reality, even if your Power of Twist resonates with the Well, the power of the Twisted Master is still there."

The Ten of Spades clapped his hands again,

"That’s an interesting point of view, why don’t we verify it right now?"

Everyone could judge each other’s positions by sound; just a touch would be enough to determine if Jing Liu’s deduction was correct.

Bai Wu felt it was worth a try.

If the Ten of Spades and Jing Liu, both of these people, were spirit entities... does that mean that on the journey to come, these two people would be like ’personal grampas’?

Could they be considered two cheats accompanying him?

Though one is Bai Yuan’s archenemy, and the other, his own archenemy.

But it’s undeniable that these two people, one deceived the whole world, the other saw through it.

Perhaps on the Twisted Journey to come, they could provide tremendous help.

"I advise you not to move," Jing Liu warned.

"Why?" asked the Ten of Spades.

"The closer you are to the Well, the more severe the spatial disorder becomes; it’s better to wait patiently for now, else your next step might land you thousands of miles away," Jing Liu’s voice was weak but no longer confused, and everything seemed indisputable.

Bai Wu said,

"If we do enter into the Twisted World that the Ten of Spades mentioned, Jing Liu, oh no, my Sister, how should we behave?"

"Not long ago, you wanted to kill me, and then I turned around and killed you."

At this mention, Jing Liu’s hatred couldn’t be completely concealed.

But fear would suppress hatred; the need to survive would make all enmity take a back seat.

After a few seconds of silence and calming her emotions, Jing Liu said,

"Compared to death and banishment, I prefer the former over madness. Although this is your journey, the twist seems to have affected reality as well."

If someone who could always calmly analyze a situation suddenly turned into a madman like Jing Si, it would probably be more painful for her than death.

Jing Liu didn’t know what was going to happen next.

Bai Wu might very well die on the Twisted Journey or possibly, like Jing Si, gain extraordinary powers.

But he could also become mad.

Bai Wu said,

"So we’ve temporarily reached a cooperation?"

Jing Liu remained silent.

Suddenly appearing by Bai Wu’s side, Jing Liu felt an abrupt sense of being "tied up."

If possible, she would rather not participate in the journey ahead.

Even a brief glimpse into Jing Si’s memories allowed Jing Liu to feel despair and fear from the fleeting images.

If she were to experience it firsthand, it would surely be more terrifying than death.

Unable to escape this region, if it was destined as the Ten of Spades said, this void and chaotic area would take her to the most dangerous places in the world. Then, with Bai Wu and the Ten of Spades, her chances of survival would be greater.

Bai Wu knew that Jing Liu had essentially accepted the situation.

"Since we now have a plastic friendship and have temporarily become allies, can you answer a question for me?"

"You want to ask me why I wanted to harm Lin Rui? Why I made my brother kill you on the plane?" Jing Liu already knew what Bai Wu was going to ask.

Bai Wu nodded and said,

"Yes, some things if not spelled out, I’m afraid I might not be able to resist turning you into dust and ash."

"Killing you is because your ideologies with my brother were inconsistent; you wanted to destroy the Twist itself. Whereas I wanted him to ascend to the pinnacle of the Twist." Jing Liu still answered Bai Wu’s question.

Bai Wu accepted her explanation.

To make the world normal again, merely killing Alpha was not enough.

He could also guess that he and Jing Si would become enemies.

Just as Professor Tao had said before his death, if one day he had to face Jing Si, and he possessed the strength to kill Jing Si, he shouldn’t go soft.

Bai Wu asked,

"What about Lin Rui?"

The Ten of Spades knew Lin Rui was K, and he too was curious about where Jing Liu had set her sights on Lin Rui.

But that question, Jing Liu did not answer,

"Temporal Power and Causal Force can complement each other. As for why I targeted Lin Rui, it’s all meaningless now."

"Everyone has their own secrets."

Bai Wu did not insist. After all, Lin Rui... was most likely not coming back.

Jing Liu asked,

"How is my brother doing?"

"Seriously injured."

"Impossible, in the causality I saw... he was meant to face a calamity, but..."

"But not now? Whatever causality you saw before, due to Qian’s sake, the causal threads are now a chaotic mess."

"Qian?" Jing Liu was quite curious.

The Ten of Spades said,

"He’s quite the formidable figure, such a pity, human calculations can’t outmatch the heavens, or everything would have come to an end."

The causal threads are completely in disarray... Does that mean someone has appeared who can break all causality?

This person did not exist in the causalities I saw, thus probably didn’t exist in Jing Yi’s either.

"What about my big brother?" Jing Liu voiced her doubts.

Bai Wu smiled and said,

"Perhaps he’s even more severely injured? After all, Jing Si now has Reincarnation, which should allow for a quick recovery. Jing Yi, on the other hand, is in a tougher spot."

"But with the Source of Twist breaking through the High Tower, it’s hard to say. The world outside is likely in chaos, but I can’t be concerned about it anymore."

It seems that many major events have indeed occurred.

The cause and effect of each incident are enough to influence the future changes of the world.

But I saw none of it?

What exactly did this person named Qian do?

My brother has acquired Reincarnation... That’s good, but why would he still be seriously injured despite that?

Is there truly such a powerful existence in this world?

Jing Liu can’t imagine what happened.

But there was a faint sense of relief.

Because all this time, the causality seen had always been correct, as if everything was in a state of both occurring and about to occur.

It seemed like a bliss to know everything, but it was never easy.

Now... she suddenly felt that the things she tried so hard to see through were being easily destroyed and altered by someone else.

Strangely, there was a sense of exhilaration.

Just like a well-planned road that suddenly got smashed to pieces.

The traveler who should have been hesitant, looking at the wreckage, instead saw a kind of beauty in it.

Jing Liu’s entire life had been about receiving information from the future, for her, there were no surprises in this world.

But suddenly, the world turned into a place full of unknowns again, and she felt as though she had found something.

Spades Ten, Jing Liu, and Bai Wu all remained silent.

The darkness seemed like it would last forever, but the three quickly discovered a moment—as the space kept changing—

It appeared as if, for a very brief instant, the darkness was torn open by a slit.

The Twisted Journey, the location of the Well, might be approaching.

...

...

Inside the Mist.

The world outside the mist was rapidly changing, while the world inside was like purgatory.

The sanctuary exhibited a peculiar sight, as the Doomsday Fragment had purified the area, making it the only place not eroded by the Twisted.

But looking into the distance, at the borders between the regions, one could sense many changes.

Nowadays, everyone in the shelter was busy.

Yuan Ye, Colt, Lu Yan, and Gu Hailin were all busy allocating the people in the High Tower.

At the same time, they were also waiting for Nie Chongshan, Liu Mu, and Qian Yixin to return.

They didn’t know what was happening outside the mist, only seeing the unpurified areas around them twist more and more, they felt something was amiss.

That day, Jiang Yimi and Xu Wei had a rare moment of leisure, planning to stroll near the fully purified commercial street.

Today’s Baichuan City could not talk about every inch of land being worth its weight in gold, but Jiang Yimi could feel that in the near future, it would become very prosperous.

The sanctuary was enshrouded in a huge protective shield, giving everyone a sense of security.

Xu Wei was a chatterbox, talking non-stop along the way.

Also, since Xu Wei’s ability was related to time and space, Jiang Yimi felt a kinship with him.

Of course, that kinship was completely different from the kind she felt for Lin Rui; it was just like the familiarity of seeing an elder who somehow reminded her of someone from her past.

Xu Wei talked incessantly about his past: freeweɓnøvel.com

"Back then, I didn’t know why Bai Wu looked so upset; I thought that was just how he was."

"I thought, it’s just a pot, right? If it’s broken, it’s broken, so why did his face look like he had a muscle spasm?"

"Well, it wasn’t until later that I realized, there are indeed people who carry a pot around with them!"

Xu Wei thought his joke was hilarious, and Jiang Yimi usually humored him, laughing heartily at even the most boring of his jokes.

He waited for Jiang Yimi’s hearty laughter, since at that moment Bai Wu’s reaction was indeed funny.

But there was no sound from Jiang Yimi; when Xu Wei looked at her, he found that she stood there stunned, her face filled with disbelief.

She seemed to have turned into a statue, completely frozen.

Only the tears welling up in her eyes proved that her thoughts were not as imprisoned as her body.

Following Jiang Yimi’s gaze, Xu Wei saw a tall figure at the end of the commercial street.

The figure was ordinary, but there was an aura about him that Xu Wei found very familiar...

Not an old friend, but this person had something that was very similar to what he himself possessed.

At last... Xu Wei’s gaze fell upon the mask with a smiley face painted on it.