Chapter 1387
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Chapter 1387 Rain Born
“Seven Nights was taken beyond the boundary by White Marsh!”
Baili Pangpang squinted as he gazed into the distance, seeing the two figures disappear behind the aurora, and immediately spoke up.
An Qingyu’s brows were tightly knitted. After a moment of hesitation, he gritted his teeth and stuffed the black coffin into Baili Pangpang’s hands, “I’ll go check it out, you all stay here and don’t move!”
An Qingyu’s figure transformed into a streak of light rushing forward, but before he had flown very far, a series of cracking sounds emanated from the pale cyan aurora.
Dense cracks began to spread throughout this world. The city and rivers were fading away at a visible speed, like a dream bubble silently bursting.
An Qingyu stopped in mid-air, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings as he murmured:
“The world of [Virtual Reconstruction] is about to disappear…”
…
Torrential rain poured down from the clouds.
Tang Mingxuan, soaked to the bone, carried the young beast in his arms, walking step by step along the deserted street.
The world gradually collapsed behind him. The buildings lining both sides were like illustrations losing their color, slowly dissolving without a trace, but Tang Mingxuan seemed completely unaware of this.
He stepped through the puddles, his eyes fixed on the distant sky, his brows tightly furrowed…
Suddenly, a snow-white streak of light flew out from the aurora boundary, heading straight toward Tang Mingxuan’s location!
The moment this figure appeared, the water flooding the street seemed guided by some force, quickly receding and pouring into the nearly dried-up riverbed. The torrential rain visibly diminished, and through the thick cloud layer, a faint ray of sunlight shone through…
Seeing this, Tang Mingxuan breathed a sigh of relief. His entire body completely relaxed, and a bitter smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
In the drizzling rain, White Marsh walked across the wet ground, slowly stopping in front of Tang Mingxuan. Those glass-like eyes had returned to normal, the previous ferocity and madness completely gone.
“I’m sorry, Captain Tang Mingxuan…” White Marsh apologetically began.
“…I should be the one apologizing. I failed to protect you all.” Tang Mingxuan shook his head with a bitter smile, handing the young beast in his arms to White Marsh. “Take good care of it. After this incident, I probably won’t continue as the captain of Team 007… I’ll be leaving Huaihai for a while.”
Tang Mingxuan watched the young beast curiously playing with White Marsh’s horns as it lay on its head. In his daze, he seemed to see his long-departed wife and daughter again.
He remained silent for a moment, a hint of tenderness appearing in his eyes. “However… I have no regrets.”
White Marsh, carrying the young beast on its back, looked at Tang Mingxuan with complex emotions. It slightly bent its forelegs and lowered its head.
“If not for your shelter and protection all these years, my White Marsh lineage would likely have been extinct. You are our eternal benefactor…
Please bestow a name upon it.”
Bestow a name?
Tang Mingxuan looked at the adorable young beast with round eyes on White Marsh’s head, slightly startled.
The drizzling rain created ripples in the puddles. Tang Mingxuan looked up at the rain clouds gradually dispersing in the sky and spoke softly:
“Because this little one’s birth brought Huaihai City its biggest rainfall in a hundred years… let’s call it ‘Yusheng’ (Rain-born).”
As his words fell, his and White Marsh’s bodies gradually faded in the dissipating world, eventually turning into a vast white light and disappearing without a trace…
…
The island.
On the eastern reef.
Rolling waves crashed against the rock clusters, splashing white foam. A handsome young man wearing a white shirt with bulky headphones around his neck sat quietly at the edge of the spray, listening to the ebb and flow of the tide.
The water spray soaked Tang Yusheng’s clothes, but he remained oblivious, his eyes fixed on the ji halberd standing in the seawater beside him as he slowly closed his eyes…
“Mother…”
His whisper was swallowed by the sound of waves crashing against the shore. Two streams of tears rolled down his cheeks, merging with the white spray.
After an unknown amount of time, he let out a long sigh. His figure slowly rose from the reef, took a step forward, and disappeared into the waves.
…
“Seven Nights!?”
“Seven Nights!!!”
In the devastated valley, Baili Pangpang and the others gathered around the unconscious Lin Qiye, calling out anxiously.
“Gun Brother, what’s wrong with Seven Nights?” An Qingyu turned to look at Li Qingqiang, who was walking quickly toward them, and asked seriously.
Li Qingqiang looked at the unconscious Lin Qiye, his expression grave as he spoke: “This kid… I told him not to run beyond the boundary, why was he still so reckless?”
“What exactly is beyond the boundary?”
Li Qingqiang pondered for a moment. “Let me put it this way, my [Virtual Reconstruction] projects my memories into your consciousness, allowing your consciousness to move freely within it. But human consciousness is extremely complex. Once you cross the boundary, it means breaking through the safety line I set for you and directly entering the marginal area of consciousness…
If you enter that place, getting out isn’t so easy.”
“The marginal area of consciousness?” An Qingyu frowned and asked, “What would be the consequences?”
Li Qingqiang gave Lin Qiye a complicated look. “If luck isn’t on your side… you might become a vegetative person.”
Hearing this, Baili Pangpang and the others felt their hearts sink.
An Qingyu’s frown deepened. Gritting his teeth, he pulled out a set of surgical instruments from his pocket and walked directly toward the unconscious Lin Qiye.
“What are you doing?” Li Qingqiang asked puzzledly.
“I have some knowledge of brain structure. I want to try opening his skull, maybe I can wake him up…” An Qingyu said firmly.
Cao Yuan, who had just returned from his frenzied state, twitched the corner of his mouth and tentatively said, “Qingyu, maybe you should reconsider?”
Just as An Qingyu was about to say something more, the unconscious Lin Qiye suddenly opened his eyes and sat up abruptly from the ground, breathing heavily like a drowning person, his face slightly pale.
Lin Qiye’s sudden awakening startled everyone, followed by expressions of joy!
“Qingyu! Your method really works! Seven Nights was scared awake!” Baili Pangpang began to applaud.
An Qingyu: …
“Seven Nights, are you alright?” Jiang Er floated in front of him, asking with concern.
Lin Qiye shook his heavy head. After a long while, he finally spoke hoarsely: “I seem to have… had a dream, but I can’t remember what it was about…”
“It’s good that you’re back, it’s good that you’re back!”
Li Qingqiang finally breathed a sigh of relief. If Lin Qiye had really fallen into an eternal sleep because of [Virtual Reconstruction], he wouldn’t know how to explain it to General Huo…
Lin Qiye took a moment to recover, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings:
“How did we get back? Is the world of [Virtual Reconstruction] over?”
“It’s over.” Returning to this topic, Li Qingqiang looked at them with complex emotions. “Huaihai City was spared from disaster, White Marsh successfully gave birth and returned to normal from its berserk state… you all did excellently.”
Li Qingqiang paused, turned to look at the eastern side of the island, and let out a long sigh.
“If only… we could have been like you back then, how wonderful that would have been…”
