Doomsday Wonderland

After being awakened, Fu Xiluo didn't know who he was in a daze for a few seconds.

There is a strange man in front of him, who is walking away step by step; he puts his hands in his trouser pockets, and walks carelessly, but he is almost formed by a stagnant force that can explode at any time, as if every step presses down, the world It will be a little firmer.

Then he remembered, that person was Kurosawa Ji, a friend who spent three worlds with him—no, Lord Li—.

In addition to Kuizeji, on this gradually re-acquainted spaceship, Fuxiluo remembered that there were more people there; those chatting, drinking and laughing...all came back one by one.

The night and day that Li Zhijun spent on the boat seemed to make him very happy.

Even after Fuxiluo woke up and took over his body again, that drifting, misty happiness still lingered in his chest.

"The life lived by Lord Li, and all the memories he produced, have now been transferred to me. It is from his memory, from the experience you told him, that I know that Occidental is What's going on." Fu Xiluo said in a low voice, "When the housekeeper was reporting on his work, he gave me the work log...you can understand it that way."

So... is this the end of Lord Li?

The life he thought, the friends he had made, were all... "returned" to Fu Xiluo?

For a moment, Lin Sanjiu seemed to have a hint of anger, but as if he couldn't keep up the fuel, he was still short of breath, and was always one step away from the anger—and finally turned into a melancholy breath .

She thought of Jotense again.

Did Li Zhijun feel similar to Jotans at the end of his life? Probably not, because he didn't know from the beginning to the end that he was not a living person, but a cartoon character.

Perhaps this is the best ending for Li Zhijun.

"Because I have received all the memories of Lord Li, I have been more or less influenced by him. Attitude, behavior, characteristics... For example, during the time I was an evolutionary, I never hoped To be close to anyone. I never thought that there might be some people in this world who would connect with my life and gain meaning in my eyes.”

Fu Xiluo raised his head to look at Lin Sanjiu, smiled hoarsely, pointed to his chest and said, "Do you believe it? It's the first time I've told others about these feelings. Unexpectedly, I also have...feelings so fragile." when."

At that moment, he looked almost like a stray dog ​​on the street, not knowing what decision this person who stopped by his side would make next.

"I very much hope that everything can go back to before I was found out... From that time point, everyone can continue to get along together."

That's why...he chose to implant the memory immediately.

As Ji Shanqing said, Fu Xiluo's act of implanting memory proved that he had no intention of killing... However, even though Lin Sanjiu had completely believed in him, she was still a little dazed.

Could it be that she will pretend that nothing happened and she doesn't know anything?

"Is it okay?" Fu Xiluo leaned slightly and said in a low voice: "Can you take this matter as a secret between the two of us?"

"You...you changed their memory," Lin Sanjiu closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "I understand why you're doing this...but that doesn't mean it's the right thing to do."

Fuxiluo lowered his head, like a child who didn't expect to be trained, and let out an "um" from his nose.

"Then what should we do?" He asked sullenly.

It's hard to imagine that this person has the power to kill her in a single blow, but at this moment... he is carefully asking her to keep a secret.

"Let me think about it." Lin Sanjiu was silent for a few seconds, unable to think of any solution, but his thoughts jumped to another matter: "Their memories were implanted by you, that is to say, the fuel has not yet Send it?"

"Yes," Fushiro replied.

"Then when it's delivered, I can only receive the fuel." Lin Sanjiu looked at the time on the interactive screen, and without thinking too much, the thought turned into a voice and came out.

But as soon as she finished speaking, she immediately realized its hidden meaning: wouldn't this mean that she agreed to help Fu Xiluo hide it from everyone?

"Don't be happy just yet," Lin Sanjiu turned her head abruptly, and said to Fu Xiluo whose eyes lit up, "...it's only temporary."

"temporary?"

"If you remove the implanted memory immediately, it will only make them more hostile to you... I just found out that you are Fu Xiluo, and you have tampered with the memory immediately. No one will be happy if they find out of."

Fu Xiluo was a very sober person, and immediately understood what Lin Sanjiu meant.

"So you want me to be with everyone for a while...before you tell them the truth?"

To let her friends live with false memories for a second longer would make Lin Sanjiu feel stuck in her throat and feel uncomfortable; but at this moment, she didn't know what was the better choice.

The wound left by Occidentus has not yet healed, and Fushiro will not be able to gain everyone's trust and approval with just one mouth; even with her lobbying, friends accepted it with guard and hostility. Fuxiluo, it is also difficult to guarantee that the situation will not deteriorate. Only after getting along for a period of time and getting to know the real Fushiro, could they believe that he really wanted to be a companion.

She nodded slowly.

Not for long... She would never let the implant linger in her friends' minds for too long.

Even if Fu Xiluo promised that there would be no side effects or sequelae, she still secretly set a time limit for herself. At that time, she will apologize well.

Since it was done by Fu Xiluo himself, Ah Quan's copy must not be of much use. After all, the two had been talking in the storage room for so long, but it was still quiet outside. There was no haste after discovering the truth, and no one was looking for her. The truth of memory.

Fortunately... fortunately, Fushiro is different from Occidentus.

In just an instant, the memories of all of them can be changed to another version of the story, and things that never happened will be regarded as hard-proof facts... If Fu Xiluo really wants to attack them, they Even if death is imminent, I'm afraid you won't realize what happened, right?

If I hadn’t reminded Qing Jiuliu and the others—

"By the way, why didn't the memory implant work for me?" Lin Sanjiu had already walked to the door, and asked abruptly.

"I don't know either," Fu Xiluo tilted his head, looking a little dazed. "I was really surprised when I found out that you are immune to memory implants. You are the first one since this ability appeared."

...I'm not so special, am I?

However, she couldn't think of any reason for Fu Xiluo to lie, let alone any reason for letting herself go.

In the past two days, there have been many, many small and messy doubts and unanswered questions. As the saying goes, if there are too many lice, it doesn't itch, and if you have too many debts, you don't worry about it. She is not bad for this one.

"Let's go," Lin Sanjiu greeted him, and said, "Don't you want to be friends with them? It's impossible to stay in the storage room all the time."

When she opened the door, Fu Xiluo suddenly called softly: "Xiaojiu."

Lin Sanjiu turned his head.

Under the slightly whitish light in the storage room, Fuxiluo's eyes sunken in the shadows, like a lake shrouded in the shadow of clouds, somehow reminds people of early spring when the peach blossoms are about to bloom.

"Can I call you that, Little Wine?"

Lin Sanjiu hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Fu Xiluo smiled, his eyes were crooked, and the water was shining. "What I want is not just to be friends... but to be relatives, companions, the most important people in my life."

Lin Sanjiu was taken aback for a moment, and said, "That's naturally...better."

Fushiro sighed almost contentedly. His voice seemed to be covered with a layer of veil; the evolutionary who was so powerful beyond imagination would also have a hoarse throat due to the common reason of talking too much.

"Thank you, I'm really... happy."

Just when Lin Sanjiu turned to leave, she turned her head again, and a question slipped out of her mouth somehow: "Can you swear that you will always tell me the truth?"

As soon as the words came out, she couldn't help being a little surprised: what's the use of swearing?

Fu Xiluo looked calm. He straightened his index finger and middle finger, lightly touched his heart, and lifted it into the air. "What I tell you is always the truth."