False evidence

Chapter 514 God's Perspective (2)

"Hehehe, what do I want to do? Haven't you figured it out yet?" Unexpectedly, the head actually responded.

At this moment, Wang Ben's large mouth on his head has been hidden, and his normal mouth, which is used for speaking, has all his teeth and tongue.

"I can't figure it out." I really can't understand what Wang Ben's purpose is.

Wang Ben's head suddenly moved forward, hovering a foot in front of me, facing me directly at close range. His smile vanished abruptly, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "I want to live! I want to live like a normal person!"

"What? Do you think you're abnormal?" I asked, trying to sound calm.

Wang Ben's eyes flashed with malice as he said viciously, "Stop playing dumb with me! You are that person! I recognized you the moment I saw you. You knew I would be in danger, but you didn't say anything. In the end, my tongue was cut out, and for the past twenty-one years I've lived like a ghost, neither human nor ghost."

"Ha...haha..." He suddenly burst into laughter. "I remember you said that if I did what you said 21 years from now, I would have a chance to live a normal life. I've always held onto hope, which is why I've survived until today! I believe I can continue to live, but I don't believe you can make my tongue grow back! Come on, now, tell me yourself, can I grow my tongue back?"

I wanted to shake my head, but apart from my mouth, which I could still control, I was completely unable to make any physical movements.

The truth is, even though I can still speak, I don't know how to respond to his questions.

I don't know much about ghosts, but if you simply ask me: if a person's tongue is cut off and more than 20 years later, can the tongue grow back? I don't even have the courage to convince myself to lie, because that's just too absurd.

“You know it’s impossible, which means you’re admitting you’ve been lying to me from the very beginning!” Wang Ben said through gritted teeth. “So, I’ve already figured it out. Rather than pinning my hopes on something unreal, I should rely on myself. I should also thank you for giving me that ‘magic pen.’ When I discovered that the pen could truly construct a new world, and that I could do whatever I wanted in that world, I knew what I had to do.”

Magic Pen...

Building the world...

My mind raced, and I asked, "That pen can create a 'world'?"

Wang Ben looked at me with disdain: "You can keep pretending, but it doesn't matter anymore. Hey, don't tell me you still don't know what I want to do."

"You want to live like a normal person, but... that's impossible."

"You were lying to me after all. You really don't have the ability to make me speak. So, my choice was right." Wang Ben's face turned sinister as he spat out through gritted teeth, "Let me correct you, it's not about living like a normal person, it's about living a normal life!"

"You mean 'normal' like this? No body, just a head?" I forced a smile. "Looks like you not only like writing novels, but you're also addicted to Marvel. What, you want to be Professor X? To control everything with just willpower?"

Before I could finish speaking, I was suddenly slapped hard across the face.

Wang Ben retorted angrily, "I don't like your joke!"

He said that, but then, as if he had thought of something, his expression suddenly became complicated. As if out of regret, he said bitterly, "I really made a fool of myself. Damaging this body is just hurting myself."

My mind suddenly clicked. What did he mean by that?
Hurting me is the same as hurting himself...

No, he said "body," could it be...?

A terrifying thought crossed my mind, and I should have been even more terrified, but for some reason, I calmed down for a brief moment. I looked up at Wang Ben: "I know what you're trying to do."

Wang Ben smiled again, merely nodding his head twice in mid-air: "Actually, I've always been curious about you. You originally possessed the magic pen, which meant you could do whatever you wanted, things that normal people couldn't do, or even just dream of. But you gave the pen to me. Why?"

I was speechless. In fact, he didn't give me another chance to speak, and then said coldly, "What your purpose was is no longer important. Reality isn't a movie; too much nonsense will only change the ending. Since things have come to this, I still want to say 'thank you.' Twenty-one years ago, although you didn't save me when I was dying, you gave me this new identity. So young, so full of energy, and, well, I have to admit, you're better looking than I was when I was young. I like you... no, I like how I am now."

“You know you’re dead. You want my body now, you want to be resurrected,” I said calmly.

Wang Ben smiled, said nothing more, and slowly rotated 180 degrees, turning the back of his head toward me, and then floated closer to me little by little.

"One last question for you!" I said quickly, "What is your ideal world like?"

Wang Ben didn't turn his head, but he stopped moving. He seemed to think very seriously for a moment, and then slowly replied, "If I were God, and had the ability to create a new world, then I would do my best to make this world almost perfect. There would be no war, no scheming or killing between people, everything would be beautiful, and everyone would retain the innocence they had when they were first born."

“Ha, you’re not suited to be God.” I laughed, a genuine laugh, and then said, “But your idea is good. Just these few words of ‘human language’ have saved your own life.”

"Twenty-one years of suffering have taught me a lesson." Wang Ben smiled, then leaned closer to me again, "My fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of heaven..."

As I listened to his hoarse voice, my consciousness involuntarily drifted into a hazy state.

Before losing my last shred of clarity, I remained calm, telling myself, "This bizarre and troublesome affair is finally coming to an end."

……

The moment I regained control, I looked around, searching for Fang Ling.

Soon, from an overhead view, I spotted her and Lü Xin.

The two of them were hiding behind another furnace, their eyes fixed on the figure behind the opposite furnace.

My current perspective is quite unique; I'm looking down from above, and as my gaze wanders, I can clearly see more than two-thirds of the situation inside the main hall.

That's because I'm currently in mid-air.

Before I could even see the reactions of the "people" below the platform, I saw the lone figure stand up from behind the furnace where the others had been hiding, straighten his clothes, and then, without any attempt to hide from being discovered, strode towards the furnace where Lü Xin and Fang Ling were hiding.

"Wang Ben, I really underestimated you. No, I should say I misjudged you." I murmured, hovering in the air and looking at the man.

No one can understand how I feel right now.

No one will know what kind of bizarre scene I witnessed at that moment.

I floated in the air like a ghost, watching that person... watching myself, walking towards Lü Xin and Fang Ling with a confident to the point of arrogance.

That's right, the person who walked out from behind the furnace where I was hiding was 'me'!
(End of this chapter)