Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 614 Even the Ancestor Shaked His Head
"What am I doing..." The prototype lighthouse clutched its head, gasping for breath in pain, like a drunkard just waking up from a hangover. But its speech was noticeably more coherent, and its movements were more fluid and less mechanical.

Lin Yilin looked at Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan laughed and showed off his fingers: "That move just now was a healing light, a huge heal. It just looked like it was going to kill someone."

"Pure white power output? How did you do that?" Lin Yilin asked curiously.

"Actually, I could have used it much earlier, but it would have been a waste of credits, so I naturally didn't use it. But standing in this space, the credits are almost unlimited, so I just used it casually. It looks pretty good." Zheng blew on his nails, speaking casually.

"Your white bar needs white power to replenish it, so in this situation, it's like you're giving back what you absorbed from it?"

Zheng Fan raised an eyebrow slightly: "I was just saying I'd give it a try. Now it seems that my ability can actually be used to collect and filter extremely pure white energy."

From this perspective, his positioning becomes somewhat subtle.

With every word a super illusion and every sound a black branch, it seems as if they are destined to be irreconcilable enemies with Dadu. But now even the prototype of Dadu, the lighthouse, is being patted on by Zheng Fan.

Was it that Zheng Fan was too strong, or that Dadu was too complicated to explain?
Too lazy to think further, Zheng Fan stepped forward and asked, "Are you awake?"

The prototype lighthouse looked at Zheng Fan, and a visible human emotion appeared in its previously ruthless eyes. Its tone was questioning: "You are..."

After a moment of stunned silence, it seemed to finally realize what had happened since it awoke: "Black...!"

Zheng Fan has already raised his hand. If it repeats itself again, it will just smash him to pieces without hesitation.

"……White."

Zheng Fan lowered his hand: "It seems he has finally fully awakened."

“You actually have the power of white. Not only can I recognize you as white itself, but you can even help me in return…” The prototype lighthouse breathed a sigh of relief, but still looked at Zheng Fan repeatedly with great doubt and surprise. “My instincts just saw you and I thought the black world had attacked.”

"They're definitely coming soon," Zheng Fan muttered.

"What!?" The prototype lighthouse exclaimed in surprise: "Although it's a bit chaotic outside, it looks alright..."

"Are you really alright?" Lin Yilin stepped forward and asked.

The prototype lighthouse fell silent.

It is organizing what it has "watched" over during the long time it has been asleep above. Even though it was in a state of unconsciousness before, it still kept its own record of what was happening around it.

The previous situation was probably closer to that of a person in a vegetative state.

Looking back from the present moment, the Lumière Street riots, the emergence of the system, Metro Line Zero, the earthquake... and even further back, the appearance and disappearance of countless people, and even many unknown details, are all captured in its sight.

It is the prototype of the lighthouse, and also the eye of all lighthouses; almost all lighthouses are its eyes, watching over the capital. This is the symbol of the "lighthouse".

From the moment it sacrificed itself to ignite the first light source until today.

It quickly scans through most of the vast history.

Then, the prototype lighthouse frowned more and more as it looked at itself, and noticeable wrinkles appeared on its once smooth white forehead. Zheng Fan could sense the intense fluctuations in its emotions.

Zheng Fan could also glance at the vast amount of history it was receiving, so he knew what it was looking at and could therefore quite understand its feelings at that moment.

Holy crap, what did I give my life for?
The prototype lighthouse grew increasingly silent, eventually remaining stationary, seemingly entering a brief period of downtime and information processing, needing some time to digest the massive amount of information.

Zheng Fan and Lin Yilin understandingly gave it some time. However, Toast was still baring its teeth at the prototype lighthouse because of its sudden attack on Zheng Fan. Lin Yilin picked it up and handed it to Zheng Fan. After being rubbed on the head a few times in Zheng Fan's arms, it finally calmed down.

After a long pause, the prototype lighthouse let out a long sigh: "Times have changed..."

“It’s quite normal. The changes from the beginning to the peak and then to the end of those dynasties are always a cause for sighing. It’s inevitable,” Zheng Fan said. “However, this feeling is even stronger in you.”

After all, he was a founding hero. To exaggerate a bit, without this prototype, Dadu might not exist as it is today. Even if it still existed, it would probably be very different and its course would be quite different.

Has it become what he imagined? The answer is obviously no, otherwise he wouldn't be so silent. "External aggression, placing the life and death of other worlds on the whim of a few... harming one's own people, dividing things into white and gray, regarding everything other than white as dung... this is truly..." The prototype lighthouse clenched its fist.

Our ancestors' fists have hardened.

"In the beginning, most of them were harbors opened up in the darkness. It was the perseverance of generations that allowed a corner of white to be erected above the darkness amidst the black waves. They gave everything for the survival of humanity in this world. Even history was scattered into the darkness along with our burning... Why has it become like this now?"

The prototype lighthouse was perplexing and baffling.

This event had a tremendous impact on it.

"You have burned history and spilled blood into the darkness, but others have chosen to bury all the filth and ugliness of history along with it. Not to mention your past, most of the capitals have no detailed records of their own history for more than a century, and the gaps between your generation and the present are immeasurable. The present capital and the past capital are two different things," Lin Yilin stated indifferently.

“You’re right, young man, things are different now, very different,” the prototype Lighthouse sighed.

“But then again, there are good people here too.” Zheng clapped his hands, breaking the somber atmosphere. “We can’t guarantee a bright future, but at least we can make the present a little better, can’t we?”

The prototype lighthouse looked at Zheng Fan: "These words... are rather ironic coming from someone like you, a spokesperson for the dark world."

"My body is black, but my heart is white!" Zheng Fan pointed to his sincere eyes, which were naturally grayish-white! Doesn't that prove everything?!
The prototype lighthouse remained silent, looking at Lin Yilin.

Does it mean "Do you believe it?"
Lin Yilin gently shook her head.

Binary Girl would find it hard to lie about this.

"You clearly destroyed one of my lighthouses." The original lighthouse looked at Zheng Fan again. Connecting all the lighthouses, it naturally knew that Zheng Fan had once arrogantly cleaved a lighthouse in two with a single sword strike.

"You know what happened under that lighthouse, right? Perfect timing, those kids are outside too, do you want to see them?" Zheng, on the contrary, seemed completely unconcerned. So what if it was smashed? Why don't you see for yourself why it was smashed?
After a moment of silence, the prototype lighthouse nodded: "Please let me see them."

Zheng Fan was taken aback; he had only meant it as a joke. Because Doris and the others probably wouldn't really want to see the Lighthouse now, let alone the original Lighthouse.

Regardless of any historical reasons behind it, discomfort is discomfort.

"I'll talk to them and see if they're willing to let it be up to them," Zheng Fan could only say.

The prototype lighthouse thanked them softly, then looked at Lin Yilin and asked, "Why did you come to find me?"

Lin Yilin said, "I want to give your light source to a friend of mine. She is a pure white factor, but we don't want her to awaken under the lighthouse."

The reasons are self-evident and need no further explanation.

“Then I’m sorry to disappoint you. I can’t help ignite the pure white factor right now. Although I can still cover the lighthouse with my mental image and symbols, I have indeed lost the lighthouse’s ability to unite things… Many of my abilities have been broken down, and my consciousness has fallen into silence as a result. Otherwise, according to the original plan, I should have used this opportunity to awaken to aid Dadu during the water world impact thirty years ago.”

He paused when talking about the prototype lighthouse.

Lin Yilin continued, "There are people within Dadu who don't want you to wake up. Even this time, the fact that you were able to wake up completely is probably because of the accident caused by our appearance."

It's a cruel and painful fact, even for the original lighthouse, but it can only nod and admit it.

Your descendants not only made a mess of the home you left behind, but they even tried to smother your coffin, fearing you might rise from the dead...

"However, my light source can still fill her with pure white factors... so that if she were ignited by the lighthouse, she could burn for a lifespan far exceeding that of an ordinary person without any problem. This is part of my mental image," the prototype lighthouse added.

"Thank you," Lin Yilin said.

"But... although I probably don't have the right to make requests, I still want to ask you for a favor," the prototype lighthouse said carefully.

"Please speak," Lin Yilin said politely.

"I want to see Eliadosci, and I want to see many other people..."

(End of this chapter)