Free Web NovelChapter 536: Chapter 153: The Last Words of the Ten of Spades
Being with the most powerful demon in the world, Li You didn’t feel nervous, but the terrifying difference in strength still instinctively triggered a sense of crisis in her.
To break through the World Will, which is the barrier left by Qian Yixin, and to recover her own broken body, Alpha was constantly releasing power.
Even though Qian Yixin was dead, the barrier he left behind was still not to be underestimated.
Volcanoes trembled faintly, frost melted by lava, but was instantly re-encased in ice.
The endless volcanic ash made the surroundings look like they had undergone an extinction.
Hei Wu and the golden barrier continuously collided, and in the faintness, Li You saw another arm.
With the intense pressure, Li You’s breathing was not so smooth.
Alpha glanced over nonchalantly:
"If you feel uncomfortable, you can stay further away from me, or you could choose to leave this place. My contest with the World Will is over, but to dissolve the remnants of his existence, it will still take some time."
"During this process, you’d better not come too close, lest you be affected."
Li You indeed did not want to get close to this person, but she was very aware of her abilities:
"You’re not afraid I’ll run away?"
"How insignificant this world is. Besides, don’t you want to understand the secrets?"
"I am the secret itself."
This seemingly evasive response made Li You give up the idea of fleeing.
This person was just too powerful.
Bai Wu’s calculations, in fact, were all within his calculations; Bai Wu arranging her to come to Alpha’s side was also clearly understood by Alpha.
And yet, he still kept her around.
It was not out of arrogance but because an existence such as herself truly could not have any effect on Alpha.
Before the High Tower was destroyed, Bai Wu had several plans in place.
Qian Yixin counted as half.
Shen Shuyue and Qu Li looking for Dong Nianyu, sneaking into the farm to look for items, was another.
Then there was her, being arranged by Bai Wu to be by Alpha’s side, which counted as yet another.
Only, this precaution had become meaningless.
Li You even felt... that if she let this person "preach the gospel," perhaps one day, she really would change some of her beliefs.
This backup plan had failed.
As for the last one,
it was Bai Wu entering the seventh floor of the High Tower, gaining Alpha’s trust, and becoming a disciple of "Well."
When this plan was implemented, Alpha’s consciousness was suppressed. The Alpha on the seventh floor of the High Tower was far from being as "complete" as the current Alpha.
So, Bai Wu’s plan might have succeeded, or it might not have.
She only hoped that when Bai Wu emerged from his shell, he would still stand on the side of Wu Jiu.
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Well World, Ash Sea.
The Ash Sea is a special area, a black sea existing between the second and third layers of the Well World.
The very few great figures on the second layer were very aware of the dangers of the Ash Sea.
It was a place where, if one was not careful, a person could die from their own past.
Bai Wu, Jing Liu, and Black Ten walked above the Ash Sea,
"It seems your abilities are still intact, and they’re recovering." Jing Liu looked at Bai Wu’s silhouette.
Bai Wu stepped on water without a trace, moving quickly, and a vortex appeared on the surface of the Ash Sea.
Bai Wu found it hard not to think about "Zero," so he had to find something to do.
He quickened his pace and, once his attention returned to the Well World itself, he heard a strange telephone ring.
The ringing came from within the vortex.
Bai Wu listened to the familiar ringing and suddenly turned back to look at Jing Liu.
Jing Liu was also incredulous:
"It seems... the time-space rules of this place are very chaotic."
The Ten of Spades said,
"Actually, I’m quite familiar with it too. Don’t act like only the two of you know about this place."
Bai Wu ignored him, and the reason he glanced at Jing Liu was that from the vortex, he had not only heard the familiar ringing of a telephone but had also seen a familiar phone booth.
The phone booths surrounding a certain area of Food City were Jing Liu’s masterpieces—
Food City, Causal Phone Booth, also known as the Ring of Causality.
It could be said that Bai Wu’s, Jing Liu’s, the Masked Strange Person’s, the shelter’s residents’, and that of Wen Hao and others’, their greatest causality occurred inside those phone booths.
But this time, Bai Wu did not see those causalities.
As he continued to approach, the vortex finally revealed its truth to him.
It was the first phone call he hadn’t answered.
The call from his other-worldly self to his teammate Yin Shuang.
[Gigantic causality entwined with time and space, although you haven’t officially entered the third layer, this area is even more exaggerated and terrifying than the third layer.
The most dangerous place might not be the destination, but the road that leads to it.
However, I guess you’ll still go take a look because that is your choice.
But don’t fear the choice, because every choice will bring guidance to you.]
As his gaze focused on the vortex, Prayle’s Eye quickly popped out a note.
At this moment, in the silent world, he heard a voice from the other end of the phone.
There is a paradox in the theory of space-time where meeting one’s past self with one’s future self will unleash a tremendous force.
Either the future self will devour the past self or the past self will devour the future self.
Of course, this statement is unverifiable.
But when Bai Wu saw himself beside the phone booth, the Power of Twist within him surged forth unconsciously.
However, the Bai Wu beside Yin Shuang outside the phone booth could not sense any of this.
Bai Wu had an excellent memory, and he knew that the third Bai Wu was about to appear.
Because soon, a faint voice would come through the phone.
At that time, outside the vortex, inside the vortex, on the other end of the phone, three Bai Wus would appear simultaneously in an instant.
If two could trigger a paradox, what would three cause?
A massive twisting force enveloped Yin Shuang.
Bai Wu turned his head and asked,
"What would have happened if I had answered that phone call?"
The question was addressed to Jing Liu, who shook his head slightly,
"I don’t know. It was an interesting option, because in your previous causal line, I could only see significant causality entanglements with you and Wen Hao and Lin Rui."
"But the fact that your phone rang was beyond my expectations."
Bai Wu understood.
That is to say, the subsequent phone calls led him to the farm to see the mother who had lost her child.
He went to Food City Harbor and met Wen Hao, who had been abandoned by his parents.
It was also on the outskirts of Food City where he met Gu Hailin, who had been betrayed by the higher-ups ninety years ago.
It was still Food City where he met Lin Rui, who, though weak in his youth, had already the courage to sacrifice himself for others.
All these causalities originated from Jing Liu.
"Wen Hao is one of the keys to unlocking Hei Wu, and so is Lin Rui. If Lin Rui does not become the Masked Man, then the Ring of Causality that belonged to Lin Rui will shatter. With that... my brother would not have... "
Jing Liu stopped suddenly as he spoke.
This time, Bai Wu seemed to understand yet not understand at the same time.
But he gradually realized something:
"This phone call... wasn’t arranged by you?"
"Yes, this call was made by you at that time."
After Jing Liu finished speaking, Yin Shuang walked into the phone booth and picked up the phone.
A faint voice came from the receiver,
"Hello, my name is Bai Wu."
At that instant, the Bai Wu outside the vortex seemed to see the world within Yin Shuang’s consciousness.
As Yin Shuang’s fear amplified, eventually leading her to faint, Bai Wu finally entered the vortex.
The eventual outcome was, of course, well understood by Bai Wu who had already experienced all this.
Yin Shuang completely passed out during the fourth minute on the phone.
But what exactly did Yin Shuang experience in those four minutes? Bai Wu inside the phone booth had no idea.
However, the Bai Wu outside the vortex seemed to sense the fluctuations of space and time.
He was right at the center of the two "selves." ƒгeewebnovёl.com
On one side was the Bai Wu on the phone, contemplating how to be transported into the telephone world.
On the other, was his young self, helpless and utterly alone, being tortured by his father.
One side was bright with daylight; the other shrouded in dark gloom.
Jing Liu never knew that in the phone booth back then, there was another Bai Wu from the future spying?
If there were three Bai Wus here, was there also a possibility for a fourth? A fifth?
If the Ash Sea region could so easily shatter the barriers of space and time, how many more events would Bai Wu get involved in?
Jing Liu always believed that, possessing the Power of Causality, she was the person with the most extensive access to information in this world.
But now, compared to the Well that created the Twist, she was nothing.
Even the barriers of space and time, which The First Generation had difficulty breaking through, seemed easily torn asunder here.
But in the end, Jing Liu was Jing Liu; she knew all too well that this world doesn’t have quite so many coincidences.
If the barriers of time and space were broken, why, by some strange coincidence, did Bai Wu enter her own causality?
This vortex was virtually a door.
As if it had been there all along, waiting for Bai Wu to knock and enter.
Regarding time travel, there has always been a saying: when you witness a revelation of the future in the three-dimensional world, it may be your four-dimensional self conveying information to your past self.
And your five-dimensional self, for the sake of ensuring the smooth transmission of this message, might be silently setting the stage in a place unseen by your four-dimensional self.
How similar the scene before me.
The young Bai Wu from another world was like the three-dimensional Bai Wu.
The four-dimensional Bai Wu was in the phone booth, altering someone else’s trajectory.
And yet another four-dimensional Bai Wu, right now, was about to make his choice between the two.
But who provided this choice? Could it have been an even higher-dimensional Bai Wu?
Watching scenes from the past, the Ace of Spades displayed a cryptic smile and suddenly uttered a bunch of words:
"It seems we’re going to meet somewhere else. Tsk tsk, do you love riddling your eyes? Well then, I’ll give you one myself."
"Whoever initiates the cause shall bear its repercussions. This is the riddle’s face; as for the solution, it’s up to you to unravel."
"What an interesting journey it has been, my role is over, although there really wasn’t any role. I just didn’t want my opponent to think I was causing trouble."
"But I’m not just causing trouble; I believe I’ve proven my worth, even though you don’t understand it yet."
"The journey ahead looks fascinating, although I’d love to experience it once more. After all, the joy of live streaming differs from a replay."
"It’s my time to leave, Little Bai. Say hello to Bai for me, he really is such a coward."
A jumble of perplexing words, and the Ace of Spades seemed to suddenly see something invisible to both Bai Wu and Jing Liu.
The information hidden within these words made Bai Wu feel that something was amiss.
But he didn’t have time to think about it.
The world within Yin Shuang’s consciousness was rapidly enveloping him.
Soon, everything around Bai Wu vanished, except for the utterly familiar dark room of his childhood.
The intense space-time fluctuations caused the Ace of Spades’ body to fissure.
"You’re bound to evolve from an incomplete form into a complete one."
That was the last thing the Ace of Spades said.
After those words, the Ace of Spades’ body disappeared.
He was as if... he had died.
The body, full of countless fissures, vanished in an instant.
If it weren’t for the sound of his own voice still echoing in both Bai Wu and Jing Liu’s minds, Bai Wu might have even doubted—
whether this person ever truly existed.
Whether this person was one of his own personalities.
...
...
An unknown world, an unknown small town.
In a room so dark that it was almost void of any light, Bai Wu slowly woke up.
His vision was naturally very sharp, and he could see clearly even in dim light.
But before he could take in the visual shock, Bai Wu first heard a familiar voice.
A little boy, counting monster names in a dark corner of the room.
Then, Jing Liu made a hushing gesture:
"Don’t speak. I’ve been guarding you all along. Now, you are in another time-space, and... not as an observer, but an invader."
Bai Wu didn’t speak, only querying Jing Liu with his gaze.
"The edge of the third level of the Well seems to be a massive causal time-space distortion belt, those whirlpools are the byproducts of the distortion."
"You from three different eras almost appeared at the same time, seemingly triggering a massive temporal turbulence."
"It’s just strange... why was it the Ten of Spades who died?"
Bai Wu remained silent.
Jing Liu also shook his head:
"Forget it, it’s unclear. In any case, this is all very strange. I don’t know if this is a real world somewhere or an area of illusion created by the Well... or perhaps a combination of both."
"But before we figure it out, you’d better not take any rash actions. After all, this is not someone else’s past; it’s your own. Your presence might have a significant impact on the future."
The doubts of Jing Liu were also Bai Wu’s doubts.
By touch, Bai Wu felt he had arrived in the original world.
The world where Bai Yuan and the Ten of Spades had fled.
But Bai Wu remembered this world clearly; this world had no distortions.
Bai Yuan had personally said that once one traveled to this world, the Power of Twist would vanish.
Yet Bai Wu felt his powers had not disappeared.
Did that mean he was still inside Well World? Was this a characteristic of the third level of the Well World? A vivid Illusionary Realm?
No... the words of the Ten of Spades before his disappearance were very strange.
The Ten of Spades seemed to know what was going to happen next.
What, exactly, was the relationship between the Well and this world?
Am I still in the Well, or have I returned to the original world?
Could this be the Well World’s way of holding onto me, a different method of twisting me?
Countless confusions emerged in Bai Wu’s mind.
This small town was where Bai Wu had lived from childhood to adulthood.
In the past, Bai Wu had hated the people in the town; they all believed Bai Yuan was perfect.
To hate Bai Yuan was also to hate those who liked Bai Yuan.
Of course, Bai Wu was very familiar with this small town.
He had been in High Tower World for just under two years, and although he had experienced more than a decade in the twists due to drinking Well Water, after all, he had lived the longest in his original world.
In the dark room, there suddenly was a light.
It turned out to be the little boy in the corner who had opened the door.
In that instant, Bai Wu saw the familiar scene outside the door.
The small town that was nearly identical to the one in his memories of the Inner World... now appeared before him in reality.
The stage where the two kings of the Golden Generation, the King of Hearts and the King of Spades, would duel was right here.
It was also here, several years later, that he would die at the hands of the King of Spades, setting off on a new journey.
(No more asking for leaves, what’s the use of crappy leaves, a lazy author is trash~ I’ll work hard to update!)
