Eternal Night

Chapter 620 I want to be a person, a good person
(PS: Two more chapters to come, don't worry, there will be more.)
Wu Pifu followed Gao Changgong to the Zero Point Three Dream World, which was called the Song of Glory.

Although Wu Pifu was prepared, he was still greatly surprised when he arrived in the Zero Hour Dream World.

In this dream world, Wu Pifu saw an unimaginably huge mountain range, not just towering into the clouds, but a giant wall connecting heaven and earth.

Wu Pifu observed for several seconds before vaguely discerning that this enormous wall of heaven and earth seemed to be part of some kind of life, perhaps... a hand?
Wu Pifu looked at Gao Changgong, who knew what his question was and immediately nodded and said, "That's right, you didn't see wrong... This is a part of the remains of the source of the Song of Glory... a negligible part."

Although Wu Pifu had killed four Roots, it was under special circumstances. He had the help of many civilizations and races throughout the dream world, and they had specially arranged the most suitable battlefield for him. They had made full use of all the advantages of the material world, which is why he was able to kill those four Roots.

At the same time, the four origins were hostile to each other and their power was intertwined, which was an important reason why he was able to kill them successfully.

In a one-on-one situation, and also in a direct confrontation, Wu Pifu is currently unable to do so, and it can even be said that he is still far from achieving it.

Just by looking at this enormous wall of heaven and earth, one can see that the size of each Origin is incredibly exaggerated. Each Origin is at least the size of a hundred or more planets. To fight against it, unless you are a being that has exploded to the level of a star, it is something that cannot even be mentioned or even imagined.

It's all thanks to Chu Minghao...

Wu Pifu sat down directly, staring blankly at the distant Heaven and Earth Wall. Gao Changgong sat down next to him and said, "Back then, we were all stunned..."

Wu Pifu turned to Gao Changgong and said, "No, what are you still doing here? Get out of here and stop blocking my way from summoning me."

Sweat seemed to drip from Gao Changgong's forehead. He stood up, dusted himself off, and after a long pause, said to Wu Pifu, "Brother Wu, take care!"

Wu Pifu remained silent, only laughed heartily, stood up, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said solemnly, "Then... farewell!"

Gao Changgong gave a military salute, and then disappeared from the spot.

After Gao Changgong left, Wu Pifu sat down on the ground again. He didn't act immediately, but instead reached out and gently patted the other side of the ground.

As expected, his sea of ​​consciousness experienced a slight tremor of negativity, but this tremor was not a negative backlash, but rather some more peculiar influence.

"...Negative lingering memories?"

Wu Pifu seemed to be deep in thought.

He wasn't stupid, he just didn't like to overthink things. Judging from the way everything around him trembled upon hearing the words "Song of Glory," this dream world was definitely not ordinary; it absolutely contained extremely important intelligence, specifically information concerning his timeline. Combined with Chu Minghao personally coming to this dream world to suppress the source, the answer was practically obvious…

This dream world involves the mystery of Chu Minghao's death in battle!
Since the start of time travel, Wu Pifu's biggest question has been about Chu Minghao's death.

That shouldn't be the case. He's invincible right now. Who could kill him?

Even when he was besieged and banished to the weekend scene, the final producers only managed to kill or absorb him by bewitching him. Otherwise, even if Chu Minghao couldn't fight back, he could have escaped.

He's invincible right now. Unless he doesn't want to die, or it's an absolutely desperate situation, how could anyone possibly kill him?
Before Wu Pifu arrived here, he received a message left by Chu Minghao at his grave. Clearly, Chu Minghao had a premonition before his death, which is why he left a message and arranged for two forces to work together. This almost eliminates the possibility that he was targeted and besieged, or that a desperate plan was laid for him. His death is full of mystery!

Wu Pifu remained silent, but simply got up and flew towards the corpse at the source of the Glorious Song.

It seemed close, but in reality, the corpse of the Glory Song was too huge. If we consider a celestial body the size of Earth, this palm was about one-third to one-quarter the size of Earth. So even though it looked very close, it still took Wu Pifu almost a minute to fly there.

He was not afraid, because he could sense that the Song of Glory was indeed reduced to ruins. Its original essence had been completely obliterated by Chu Minghao. But even though it was just ruins, these ruins still carried a certain extremely subtle pollution characteristic. This was the characteristic of the Song of Glory civilization and the extraordinary path.

Wu Pifu landed on the hand remnant. He slapped the remnant again, and the power caused the pollution properties contained within it to erupt even more strongly. As expected, the negative energy in Wu Pifu's sea of ​​consciousness trembled, but it was not a backlash. Instead, many fragments of memories surfaced. These fragments were not complete memories; they were either a sentence, a syllable, or a scene. Wu Pifu simply sensed and felt them silently.

Some of these memory fragments were his own, but some were not in his memory, which is very strange. These memory fragments may have come from the previous iterations of those personalities. The source of this glorious song actually has a way to extract memories that have been turned into negative ones.

"...A glorious song? What kind of civilization and extraordinary path is this?"

Wu Pifu was still completely baffled. He couldn't understand why a source of memory problems could cause Chu Minghao to get into trouble.
but……

When the final producer first misled Chu Minghao, it seems he also started with his memories?
Could there be some connection between the two?
Wu Pifu's doubts deepened. He thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out. So he stopped thinking about it and just memorized the characteristics of this root. When he returned to his timeline, he could tell Chu Minghao and Liang Min, or even other wise men, and let them have a headache.

Wu Pifu immediately put aside his immediate matter and stood on the remains of the hand from the source. He then took out a jade-green flute from his pocket, the causal illusion given to him by the people of this timeline. "Homesickness."

"...I remember my hometown...but I can't go back...I ate my hometown and everyone in it...I was such a beast...but it tasted so good...can I kill myself?"

"Sacrificing 10,000 to 10,000 people to your 'hometown' can recharge your energy once, with a maximum of one recharge (this sacrifice must be voluntary; those who do not sacrifice will have the corresponding energy deducted)."

"The number of charges can be used to achieve causal attraction. The greater the causal attraction, the more causal attraction, the stronger the attraction force, and the greater the energy consumption for charging. If the energy is insufficient, the illusion will shatter, and the attractor will suffer causal backlash."

Wu Pifu identified the object and narrowed his eyes when he saw the contents and number of people to be sacrificed. However, when he saw the word "voluntary" at the end, he silently lowered his head.

"...I treat you like a human being because I consider you a person, so you'd better be a person..."

At this moment, a memory surfaced in Wu Pifu's mind. Due to the special pollution of the Song of Glory, this memory was not one he remembered now, but a fragment of memory that had long since dissipated in countless personality iterations.

These were his father's words when he was angry at his son's initial lack of ambition.

That was his first time trying drugs, and his father hung him up and beat him, but he still left behind these words.

Wu Pifu grasped the jade flute, remaining silent and not using it for the moment.

"...Why do you say that?"

His father picked him up and carried him on his shoulder, while holding his mother's hand with his other hand. They walked along the temple fair street, looking at the sea of ​​people around them. It seemed to be a very grand festival, and he seemed to be very, very small...

"Back then, there were no TVs or computers. My greatest joy as a child was watching outdoor movies, but they were only shown once in a long while. However, there were theaters, so I watched those quite often..."

As they walked, the father excitedly said, "Back then, I especially admired those heroes, like those who outwitted Tiger Mountain, the Five Heroes of Langya Mountain, Dong Cunrui... I admired them all so much, and Guan Yu from the plays, and those from the stories of the Tang Dynasty..."

"What boy doesn't admire and like these things? Later, life got better, and there were martial arts novels. I liked the heroes and chivalrous figures in them. My father, your grandfather, unfortunately passed away before you were born... He told me that it's hard to be a person, and it's even harder to be a good person. I thought about it for a long time. Yes, it is hard, but I just want to be a person, to be a good person..."

"Son, do you want to be a person, a good person?"

Wu Pifu giggled, looking at the old general on the stage, at her most admired father, and said crisply, "Yes!"

The father laughed heartily, teasing Wu Pifu, and said, "Then you must work hard to be a good person!"

Wu Pifu stood there, slightly lost in thought. He gently stroked his homesickness, and after a long while, he put the jade flute to his lips and began to play.

He didn't know how to play the flute, but this flute was an imaginary object. Once he blew on it, it would automatically play a flute melody, gentle and warm, cruel and heartbreaking. Even though Wu Pifu didn't know how to appreciate music, he was inexplicably moved to tears by the flute music.

With a snap, the flute shattered.

The number of "deceased" people sacrificed by this fantasy object is definitely not ten thousand. Given the current state of human civilization and their desire for Wu Pifu's return, it could be as many as ten million...

However, it did not fail. Wu Pifu felt a kind of palpitation, and something was slowly emerging from the darkness.

“Wu Pifu…”

Wu Pifu muttered to himself, "You have to be a person, a good person... if you can't."

"Then you wouldn't be Wu Pifu."

Wu Pifu spoke these words both to himself and to the thing emerging from the darkness, and he had made up his mind...

Even if it's just for these "deceased friends" who voluntarily sacrificed themselves, he still needs to figure out Wu Pifu's timeline...

Is he even human?
(End of this chapter)