Desperate Night.

Chapter 618 Hope 619

“.”Yu Hong understood.

He understood, understood the true meaning of the message Ji left.

Unconsciously, he turned his head and looked into the dark spirit, where Yi Yi was sitting in front of the window reading a book motionlessly.

Now he suddenly understood.

That was not Yiyi at all. It was just a fantasy in his heart that he couldn't let go of.
Because everything that makes up Yi Yi, whether it is material or soul, has disappeared in the Nirvana. As a result, Yi Yi has also completely disappeared in the great Nirvana of the outside world. Being forgotten in the zone of oblivion is just an appearance.

In other words, if he wants to revive Yi Yi, a complete and true revival, he must control the great nirvana of the outside world, find the source of all traces that make up Yi Yi from the great nirvana, reproduce them, and then he can reproduce the complete Yi Yi.

Inexplicably, a deep sadness welled up from Yu Hong's heart.

"Of course, you can also choose to resurrect only part of them, but without the memories and souls before the Great Extinction, they will be just a living dead at best." Ji continued to speak calmly.

"Without your power to maintain them, they will completely disintegrate in the next moment."

He raised his hand, palm facing up, and a ball of pure golden flame ignited.

"I once thought that I could lead my tribe to avoid the Great Silence and live alone until the next Great Silence. Unfortunately, I was wrong. The reason I told you so much is to tell you the root cause of my failure. In fact, after arriving here, even we will slowly begin to disappear due to the silencing of our traces. It's just that our status is too high and we disappear much slower than other individuals. That's all."

"The Forgotten Zone is not a place for you to forget, but a place where you are destined to be. You can only go this far and then start to forget."

"It is not that you have forgotten them, but that everything has forgotten you."

Ji's voice revealed a hint of despair and pain.

"So. Is there still hope?" Yu Hong couldn't help but ask.

"Of course. Hope is always there. It's just that I can't go on."

Ji gently raised his hand and threw the golden flame in his palm up, letting it fly towards Yu Hong.

"I am a star god. My connection with all things is too deep. All things are annihilated. I can only go this far. I don't know what's next. I can only tell you where the hope I found is."

The golden flame flew in front of Yu Hong, as if it was a kind of inheritance. In an instant, countless golden threads flew out of the flame and connected to his face.

Countless images flooded into his mind.

Sephiroth!

Source source source source!!
All the pictures are about the source quality gathered together.

How to use source material, how to create and refine source material, a lot of information is concentrated here.

"If you want to keep going, you must get rid of the traces of everything. But who in this world can completely get rid of it? Everything is like the branches and leaves on a giant tree, closely connected. It is impossible not to leave traces of everything."

"Only after I got here did I realize that all things have never been different. They are the same thing from beginning to end. They are all destined to be destroyed."

Ji finally sighed, and his figure slowly faded, became transparent, and disappeared.

Yu Hong silently absorbed the large amount of information from the golden flame until the flames faded away.

He had just left the space in his mind, and the ball in the oblivion belt in front of him had disappeared.

He paused for a moment, then turned back into the Dark Spirit.

Looking at Yiyi sitting by the window, he completely understood Tianzun's principle of temporal interference, which was an interference based on the traces of connection between all things.

Following the traces of all things, reversing time, and recreating everything. This is the ability of Tianzun.

But, most of everything is gone now.
To be precise, since the beginning of the Great Nirvana, all of them have actually begun to experience synchronous Nirvana.

Just like a giant tree, the roots begin to rot first, but the speed is too fast, causing the branches and leaves to remain green when they finally fall off.

"Then why am I fine? Is it because of my status, or..." Yu Hong suddenly thought of something.

Suddenly, he grabbed lightly, and a black mobile phone appeared out of thin air in his hand.

This is the phone he used before coming into this world.

"Perhaps it is because I was not born from anything in this world."

He suddenly understood.
Raise your head again.

He saw Yi Yi looking up at the window and smiling at him.

Then, a gust of wind blew.

Yiyi gradually faded, became transparent, and disappeared on the seat.

Only the book fell gently on the table, and the pages closed by themselves due to elasticity.

Yu Hong's throat was surging as he walked over step by step. He gently picked up the book, put it to his nose, closed his eyes and smelled the lingering scent of Yiyi.

"If it's really as Ji said, then I might really be the only hope, the only individual in this world who will not disappear because of the extinction of all things."

He opened his eyes, put down the book, and looked out the window.

He suddenly thought of one of his abilities, which was to radiate and influence the things around him to solidify their nature.

Maybe that's why the safe houses around him are still there.

After all, all traces of all things will be extinguished, not only life, but even things will be extinguished and disappear.

'Wait for me, as long as there is still hope I won't give up!'

Yu Hong's eyes became more and more serious.

"The extinction of all traces of things will inevitably affect me sooner or later. Even Ji's level has disappeared, which means that I don't have much time left."

"I thought I could hide here forever, but I was so naive."

'Even if I am not a branch of this world, my memory of this world will definitely be affected.'

Thinking of this, he suddenly understood the essence of life's forgetfulness, perhaps because of the disappearance of traces. 'When some traces of things in one's memory begin to disappear, the memory will also disappear. This is not something that can be controlled by humans, but a change in the information itself.'

'Everything will naturally dissolve, there is no way to avoid it, and so will information traces. The only way is to copy them. But what is copied is not the thing itself, after all, it is just an imitation. It is just a new distorted individual.'

Ji's arrival made Yu Hong understand everything completely and he gave up the last bit of hope.

He completely understood that only by finding a real place of survival, ensuring his own absolute safety, and then constantly strengthening himself, there might be a glimmer of hope to turn everything around.

The black spirit flew past the place where Ji left his last letter and continued to move deeper.

This time, there was no one to accompany him, no one to communicate with, only Yu Hong was alone.

Sailing alone, moving forward alone.
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Ten years later.
In the dark void.

An irregular black meteorite was flying steadily and at high speed towards the unknown depths.

Inside the meteorite is a three-story black building.

In the main control room on the first basement floor, in front of the circular window.

A tall and burly young man was holding a guitar, singing softly with his head down.

The man had a full beard and deep eyes. He was wearing a simple gray T-shirt and light blue jeans. His hair was very long and fell to his chest.

"In the quiet village, snow is falling."

"Under the gloomy sky, pigeons are flying."

Yu Hong sang softly, his fingertips lightly plucking the strings of his homemade guitar.

The clear and clean piano sound echoed lonely in this small space.

The lights are bright and soft, and it is dark and quiet outside the window.

The faint humming sounds of the formation and the energy furnace seemed to become the accompaniment of the singing and piano music.

After the song was finished, Yu Hong put down the guitar and seemed to hear the sound of girls clapping loudly in his ears.

"Brother Yu sings... so well!" The stammering voice was very pleasant and cute.

"Yiyi, why are you stuttering again?" Yu Hong said with an instinctive smile.

But the next moment, the smile on his face stopped, and he seemed a little puzzled as to why he said that.

The sound in my ear suddenly disappeared.

He stood up and looked at the darkness ahead that seemed to have no end.

He didn't know how long it would take to fly away from here, but it didn't matter, he would not disappear and would not be forgotten, so he could continue to wait.

Picking up a small metal doll from the table beside him, he looked at it carefully, memorizing its appearance, and then began to carve words on the back of it with his fingers again - Yi, Yi.

This is his daily job.

Because the words carved the day before would mysteriously disappear the next day.

The puppet's face will become blurred again.

All of these require him to maintain and reproduce them again.

Copying is his way of fighting against forgetting.

After doing all this, Yu Hong walked out of the main control room and looked at the empty tables and chairs by the window.

He closed his eyes and opened them again.

There was a cute young girl in a white dress standing by the table and chairs.

She was holding a book in her hands, looking down and smiling.

Yu Hong also smiled and quickly went to make two bowls of frozen dumplings with cabbage and minced meat. He placed them on the table and sat opposite the girl.

He ate his dumplings quietly while talking to the girl about his cultivation and the recent progress in his research and exploration of his abilities.

Bang.

Suddenly the entire black spirit shook violently.

Yu Hong's face changed, he quickly stood up, rushed to the main control room and looked forward.

Out the window directly in front.

In the infinite darkness that had never changed, a boundless golden wall of light slowly emerged.

The wall of light was like liquid gold, its surface surging and turbulent, like a vertical golden sea.

The dazzling golden light it emitted made the Black Spirit and the Os spaceship following behind it covered in a layer of gold.

Yu Hong quietly stared at the golden sea-like wall. He let the black spirit lead him and began to accelerate on his own, faster and faster, rushing towards the golden sea.

puff! !

In an instant.

Everything in front of Yu Hong was dyed golden.

The golden ocean ignored the walls and formations of the Black Spirit, and suddenly countless golden sea waters poured in, completely submerging the entire house.

But the next moment, a purple halo bloomed around Yu Hong's body, forming a spherical light curtain.

The light curtain expanded again, supporting the space of the safe house again.

The entire safe house was like a black fish, rushing into the golden sea and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)