The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 1063 Who is the Real Culprit (Part 6)

Congratulations on completing all assessment questions.

Thank you for responding to each question carefully and for staying true to yourself.

Liu Sheng looked up from the spiritual message.

It was indeed late at night, with only 9 minutes and 23 seconds left until midnight.

The timeframe predicted by "the world" is quite accurate.

Lifting the curtain to look at the rows of lit beds around me, the shadows cast on the curtains all looked like they were lying down facing the light screen, probably still chatting with the "world".

The curtain fell.

Only the soft sound of falling snow drifted in.

It seemed quiet.

At this moment, the word "world" appears:

You look a little tired.

You seem to be searching for something, but you can't quite put your finger on it... This feeling has been bothering you.

Liu Sheng remained silent for a moment.

That's right, you don't think this is good?

I won't define it as "good" or "bad." The pursuit can sharpen one's senses, but it can also make one anxious—like you unconsciously tapping your leg right now.

Liu Sheng was suddenly startled.

Only then did I realize that I had been gently tapping my thigh with my bent index finger, maintaining a fixed rhythm, as if this action could help me concentrate.

Hastily stopped.

You seem very irritable. If so, don't force yourself to control yourself; feeling comfortable is more important.

Liu Sheng took a deep breath: "I'm fine."

Is your "I'm fine" genuine, or just a habitual way of hiding it? I hope we can be more honest with each other.

It's probably the latter.

I understand.

You carry many burdens in your heart, and you're not used to expressing your emotions.

Today's psychological assessment, along with my consistent observations of you, both point to the same conclusion.

If you want to be healthier and face the challenges ahead with a more relaxed attitude, I hope you can try to express yourself more, no matter who you're talking to.

Liu Sheng had never really thought of this.

Or perhaps it's because she never feels lonely.

Because her heart is always full of excitement.

However, since the merger of the many worlds, those quantum-sized Liu Sheng have gradually integrated and quieted down.

Then she became a goddess, standing in the heavens, far removed from the mortal world.

I have almost completely lost contact with my friends in the world.

Fortunately, Qiao Yu came to find her, but she was busy managing Longhu Mountain, so she was temporarily away.

Wen Weilan was busy with affairs in Chang'an and only came occasionally.

Ling Xiaoshu also had his own things to do, and no longer bothered her every day, causing a huge commotion.

Now, her mind is occupied, and the "world" can only contact her from the outside.

They cannot even recognize each other directly.

For the first time, her heart was completely empty.

Like a dark coastline after the tide has receded, it is empty, desolate, and devoid of color.

It wasn't until this moment that she realized—

So, she can be lonely too.

Only when "Mom" gently scratched her little tentacles did she suppress the bitterness that welled up in her heart.

At this point, "the world" continued:
Also, I'd like to remind you—

You seem to maintain a high degree of skepticism towards the world.

This kind of skepticism may have protected you, but it can also weaken your ability to perceive reality.

If one loses their sense of reality, they will gradually slide into nothingness...

Liu Sheng asked: "What constitutes nothingness?"

I'm glad you asked this question.

Nothingness is not scary.

The real danger is that when nothingness arrives, your heart is a blank slate.

Therefore, protect your heart, enrich your soul, and you can create a new world from nothingness.

So, whatever you're looking for...

I will stay here with you and protect you.

Liu Sheng felt a slight warmth in her heart.

Finally, he spoke:
Actually, I've been thinking about Zhou Yun's suicide.

A moment of silence.

[I understand.] [Such events can have a tremendous psychological impact on those who witness them.]

Therefore, the academy hopes to allow all students to engage in dialogue with me before the impact escalates further, in order to alleviate their psychological burden.

So whatever your thoughts are, please don't hesitate to tell me. You don't need to continue bearing this alone.

That being the case...

Liu Sheng was straightforward this time:

What do you think was the cause of Zhou Yun's death?

Do you suspect it wasn't suicide?

I was just curious.

Curiosity won't help you much; you just need a more accurate answer.

[Your "eyes" are everywhere in the academy; you should have witnessed the entire process of her death.]

【Yes. 】

Did she really commit suicide?

I can tell you with certainty—it was suicide.

Liu Sheng's eyebrows twitched slightly:

But...why didn't you save her? With your abilities, couldn't you have notified someone to rescue her?

Because this is a personal choice, I have no right to interfere.

Liu Sheng's heart skipped a beat.

So—she told you?

Or did you confirm from the conversation that she has suicidal tendencies?

This matter involves user privacy. According to the privacy policy, I cannot disclose the details of the conversation.

Liu Sheng knew about this.

Especially now that the "world" has become deeply integrated into everyone's lives, privacy policies are even more necessary.

[Could you please analyze her cause of death from an outsider's perspective?]

From an outsider's perspective alone, I cannot easily draw a conclusion. But considering the timing—

First, perhaps the pressure of the imperial examinations was too much for her to bear, which is why I need to pay more attention to your mental state.

Secondly, perhaps something else is causing her pain. But I suggest you don't dwell on this too much, as it will affect your mindset in preparing for the imperial examinations.

What if I absolutely had to find out why she committed suicide?

Before I begin the investigation with you, I'd like to confirm one thing—is this "necessity" your own choice, or does it stem from a burden you're used to carrying?

You don't need to take everyone's fate upon yourself.

Liu Sheng stared at this sentence for a long time.

Take a deep breath and finally say only:
Just think of me as completing a mental training exercise.

"The World": [Okay. Since you've made up your mind, I will walk with you and guide you to see a clearer truth.]

【Then I suggest you start your investigation by interviewing her roommates. They know Zhou Yun best. Zhou Yun usually focuses on her studies and spiritual practice, basically living a simple life between the lecture hall, dining hall, and dormitory, and rarely interacts with others.】

Liu Sheng's heart stirred slightly—

To some extent, Zhou Yun found the name somewhat familiar.

Just then, "the world" continued:

Zhou Yun has always admired Liu Sheng the most, and she came to Hanshan Academy specifically to study there, so she will inevitably emulate her idol to some extent in her behavior.

Upon suddenly seeing his own name, Liu Sheng was momentarily dazed.

Could it be that the "world" has actually recognized her?
Otherwise, why would they suddenly bring this up?

But it's not appropriate to say too much now.

[In that case, I'll go ask her roommate tomorrow—the academy can't just keep detaining her indefinitely after a questioning, right?]

[Indeed, it won't.]

This is how the world answered.

Liu Sheng felt a little relieved.

The lights were quietly turned off.

In the darkness, the faintest sobbing could be heard coming from behind the curtains of the bed next door.

It must be because he was so moved by talking to the "world" that he did this.

The world certainly has that kind of charm.

Liu Sheng shook his head, regained his composure, and slowly immersed himself in cultivation.

Before we knew it, the clock had quietly ticked past midnight.

A faint light suddenly appeared in the darkness.

At first, it was like a spark, slowly piercing Liu Sheng's eyelids, landing on his retina and spreading, eventually exploding into a dazzling white.

At the same time, my hand felt a slight weight, as if something had been stuffed into it.

The aroma of braised pork knuckle wafted into my nose.

Liu Sheng blinked, her eyes still adjusting to the light, when she heard a piercing scream from not far away.

It was so familiar it sent chills down my spine.