Free Web NovelChapter 806: Chapter 715: The Second Restart
As Xu Xiaoyou was in a daze, March suddenly propelled [Fire God’s Dao Opening] to its extreme.
"You still care too much about them, Secretary General!"
Xu Xiaoyou tried to defend, but somehow the opponent successfully activated [Boundary of Life and Death: Transcendence], making this strike ignore any conditions and act directly on her!
At this moment, a red shadow streaked by, crashing into March and interrupting [Fire God’s Dao Opening]!
March was blasted into the ruins by this sudden blow; Spider Gu Fang pierced straight into her chest!
"You!"
Chichu Chun turned her head urgently; she also looked severely injured, with half of her body slowly healing under the bloodline of the Insect Race.
"Are you okay?"
"Take the Scepter and go." Xu Xiaoyou coughed up fresh blood.
After using [Peak Form] numerous times to forcibly restore her state, her Sea of Consciousness was boiling, showing a state of shattering.
A strong sense of dizziness surged, and buzzing rang in Xu Xiaoyou’s ears, as if the bells of countless churches were humming simultaneously.
Presumably, March across from her was not much better off.
She handed the Life Staff to Chichu Chun, a hint of relief appearing in her exhausted eyes.
"What about you?" Chichu Chun asked.
"You’re no match for her, staying here will only cause me trouble." Xu Xiaoyou spoke decisively. "This guy is even more troublesome than I imagined."
"Equivalent to about 2.6 [Gloomy Blue Tide]."
Chichu Chun did not act impetuously at this time, only nodding.
"Be careful."
The passing of the weight relieved a burden from Xu Xiaoyou’s heart, and just as she breathed a sigh of relief, intending to face March again, a cold pair of hands suddenly clamped onto her throat from behind, fingers digging deeply into her neck.
"Surprise!"
’Chichu Chun’ popped her head into Xu Xiaoyou’s shocked peripheral vision, her crimson lips curling upward.
"Uh..." Xu Xiaoyou suddenly felt dizzy, her hand gripping the long whip tensing and then loosening.
She tried to resist, but with the rapid loss of Power, she couldn’t even struggle. March’s chest pressed lightly against the back of the blonde girl, her hand softly pressing against Xu Xiaoyou’s palm, causing the black glove gripping the Skill Card to completely loosen, letting it be taken.
"You..." Xu Xiaoyou’s breath was weak, "So that’s how it is."
"Aren’t you curious about what happened?" March’s grin grew increasingly playful.
Meanwhile, on the other side, the red-haired girl slowly opened her eyes amidst the ruins, and a chill ran down the blood flowing through her body.
In her mind, March’s words from a few years ago in the Oasis suddenly surfaced.
——"Shall we do an identity swap?"
Chichu Chun’s breath quickened, her pupils trembling as if stained with blood as she looked at her own hands.
That night, the person in front of her immersion pod didn’t do nothing.
This body...
was originally hers.
March and Chichu Chun switched consciousnesses long ago.
Which means,
for all these years... she had been controlling March’s body, while the other had been controlling hers.
And just now, March had switched back to her own body once more.
"No, no, no!" Chichu Chun looked up at the sky, the intense pain in her chest preventing her from getting up.
Spider Gu Fang was like a cursed blade deeply embedded in her heart, her life constantly slipping away.
March’s eyes curved slightly, tauntingly looking at Chichu Chun: "Remember what I said, dear?"
"I kept my promise, letting you go, but a small punishment is in order."
"Now, do you understand what the specific punishment is?"
"Dear."
March softly breathed warm air, her crimson lips parting, sharp teeth biting into the blonde girl’s neck, and within moments, Xu Xiaoyou’s face lost all color, her pupils gradually unfocused.
"Game over~"
"Xiaochun."
Xu Xiaoyou suddenly spoke, her vitality almost imperceptible, yet her expression remained as calm as ever.
"Do you remember what I gave you?"
"Next, it’s your turn."
"Try... to save everyone."
Realizing something, March’s expression froze, suddenly gazing at the pale face of the blonde girl.
Xu Xiaoyou was dead.
But...
"I knew you left something behind!"
She screeched as she charged down toward Chichu Chun, as the red-haired girl, with her last strength, tightly gripped a [Reboot the Future].
"I will kill you with my own hands."
Hot blood flowed into Chichu Chun’s eyes, her gaze steadied as she looked at the approaching March with a defiant stance, her chin slightly raised.
"See you in Hell."
The clock’s heavy humming, hands frantically turning backward, blood reversed its course into Chichu Chun’s chest, everything retreating along its original trajectory!
The future reboots!
...
New Era Calendar? Year? Month? Day.
Opening her eyes in a daze, a strong feeling of dizziness made Chichu Chun retch, pain and resistance surging in her heart.
In an instant, intense negative emotions welled up, engulfing her entirely. She had witnessed Xu Xiaoyou’s death firsthand, the storm of anger, despair, and unwillingness battering Chichu Chun’s mind.
Overwhelmed with discomfort, she wanted to find a place to vomit or cry her heart out in solitude.
It took some time for the intense negative emotions to subside. Looking at the familiar blonde girl’s icon in her contacts, Chichu Chun felt some relief in her heart.
The sensation of being in another world made her want to call and hear Xu Xiaoyou’s voice, but rationality stopped her.
She needed to know how far back she had returned.
Her heated mind cooled down, and upon confirming she had returned to half a month prior, she let out a sigh of relief.
Everything was still possible.
She could still change the future where Xu Xiaoyou was killed.
Enduring such pain, her emotions on the verge of collapse.
Meanwhile, the other had endured god knows how many years of loneliness and torment within the tower...
Chichu Chun shook her head.
What was happening outside?
Where was she now?
Noise from the streets, the constant roaring of large war machines.
Chichu Chun surveyed the room she was in, appearing to be in a basement.
Suddenly, Chichu Chun paused, and her reflection in the mirror gradually became clear.
Her appearance remained unchanged, but her face was covered in dust, her shoulders draped with a cloak concealing her figure.
Chichu Chun stepped onto the street, with Titans bearing the ’Cosmic Heavy Industries’ insignia parading, spiritless people trudging beneath footbridges covered in ’Protest the government’ graffiti, and a row of crumbling buildings resembling decadent giants under the setting sun’s red glow.
"Currently, Chichu Qiu, head of the exiled government of Chichu Heaven, is publicly wanted by Cosmic Heavy Industries. Anyone with related information is urged to report through veil channels. A reward will be offered for valid information, courtesy of Cosmic Heavy Industries."
The screen broadcasted news, familiar faces appeared on wanted posters, red text stabbing into Chichu Chun’s eyes like a thorn.
Something seemed to have changed.
