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Chapter 148 Jiang Menghan breaks through loneliness and successfully advances
Su Wen looked at the line of words.

Then he calmed down.

at the same time.

Jiang Menghan didn't know that the one he was facing was not the god worshipped by everyone in Moscow.

Quite the opposite.

She probably became the first person in the world to actually face the high-latitude god of the perpetual glacier.

In this world, all ruins have their own rules.

The rules of [Storm Cliff Ruins in Samoa] are [Watch] and [Storm]

And the perpetual glaciers serve as the border linking the higher dimensional record layer.

now.

Jiang Menghan couldn't even get the attention of the gods,

She just gained a piece of knowledge:
The full moon that hangs high above the eternal glacier, never broken:

It is the Palace of Artemis.

Also known as the Mirror Palace

Simultaneously.

Fortunately, I also obtained a piece of inheritance from God.

That represents the authority of the Moon God:

[Silence][Lightless Place][Moon Phase Reflection][Refraction]

Simultaneously.

Its extraordinary characteristics also happen to include [eternity], [space] and [narration]

Jiang Menghan didn't know that Su Wen was preparing to use all his world influence to save himself.

But now she had no confusion or hesitation.

after all.

This path was chosen by the girl herself.

now.

Under the dim light of the empty glacier background.

The moonlight fell through the layers of solid ice.

until.

It quietly spread out before her eyes.

The trial from Artemis' palace opened in just a moment.

The Moon God's Authority:
【Eternal Narrative】

Simultaneously.

Because of this trial, she was pulled back into her past memories:

I know~I know~
The sound of summer cicadas came from the shade of the trees outside the window.

The girl was sitting by the window in her school uniform.

On the podium.

The bald Chinese teacher is telling the story of Mr. Taibai.

But for Jiang Menghan, this knowledge seemed to have been known for a long time, so there was no need for him to listen any further.

She cast her cold eyes out the window.

that's it.

As the sun sets, it's time to end get out of class.

Most people left in twos and threes.

She packed her backpack by herself without waiting for anyone.

Next is the time for the parent-teacher conference.

Unlike other students who were either afraid or looking forward to it, for her.

Today is the same as usual.

As the oldest student, Jiang Menghan does not need his parents to attend the meeting.

Meanwhile, her parents were too busy.

and so.

Even if needed, no one could come to the meeting.

She was probably used to this kind of thing.

The girl walked against the flow of people on the forest path in the sunset, heading towards home.

The cell phone rang quietly.

Jiang Menghan opened the message prompt.

A line of words quietly appeared on it:

"Tomorrow at 3pm, at Linjiang Road Funeral Home, let's send your grandmother off for the last time.

Yesterday's rescue attempt failed.

But your mother and I can't go back now, so we can only ask you for help."

This was a message from her father.

See here.

Jiang Menghan always felt as if his heartbeat had stopped for a beat.

It was hard for her to describe the feeling.

I just felt as if countless loneliness was rushing towards me.

The girl searched her pockets.

There was a pendant there.

It was about three years ago, on her birthday, that her father sent her a commemorative pendant from the Ilulissat Icefjord in Greenland.

just now.

I don't know where I lost it. Jiang Menghan couldn't understand it.

Why do I have to go through these things? I don’t understand the meaning of my future life.

now.

She walked along the avenue.

A child was crying in the middle of the road, and not far away, a driver of a large truck had no intention of slowing down.

If it was Jiang Menghan, whose mental state was on the verge of collapse.

Probably choose to save the child in a self-destructive way.

But at the moment.

She just sighed.

In the boundless loneliness, the girl narrated quietly:

"Gerquez once wrote in One Hundred Years of Solitude:
(No matter where you go, you should remember that the past is lonely.

Memories are a road without an end. All the past springs no longer exist. Even the most tenacious love is ultimately just a fleeting reality.
True.

Memories are more real than dreams. All those sorrows and regrets have really happened.

But all memories exist only in the past.

and so.

No matter how real these sorrows are, no matter how strong the human desire is to change the past.

I can’t dwell on this forever.”

She said so.

Step by step.

He walked towards the speeding truck with great calmness.

at the same time.

The boundless moonlight hangs down.

Everything seems to be divided into two worlds.

She was not hurt at all.

just.

I saw the girl who saved the child at the risk of self-destruction.

That was the me in the past, falling down on the street while holding a child.

far away.

When the big truck is about to arrive.

A familiar figure appeared in front of her and quickly pulled up the girl she once was.
That is.

Su Wen in my memory.

He said with sweat on his forehead:
"I'm sorry, Uncle Jiang just told me the bad news.

I have already asked for leave. I will go with you tomorrow.

Don’t take such risky actions in the future.”

Hear this.

Jiang Menghan, who was undergoing the trial in the secret realm of Artemis, had an extremely gentle smile quietly blooming on her beautiful face.

at the same time.

Now Su Wen seemed to have really appeared in the secret realm constructed by the [Palace of Artemis].

He handed me a headdress with intricate patterns:
“St. Macarius bouquet decoration from Northern Europe.

Take it.

I know today is your birthday."

Hear this.

The girl smiled:
“Two years ago, the day I recall was indeed my birthday.

But we are in Moscow now.

There is still more than half a year until my birthday.”

Su Wen smiled gently:

"Then consider it as next year's birthday present."

"so.

I can't agree to that, dear Mr. Su Wen."

The girl took the headdress and said softly,

"Even I would be a little greedy for the gifts I should be looking forward to."

The world line was like a mirror, constantly being torn apart in the crackling frozen images.

Finally it shattered into countless traces of the past.

Jiang Menghan broke free from the loneliness that had made him most desperate in the past by relying solely on his own strength.

Simultaneously.

She was aided by the Flower of Saint Macarius of Suvin.

Successfully advanced to the extraordinary level.

Watching the past gradually fade away.

Jiang Menghan said softly:
“Victor Hugo once wrote in The Hunchback of Notre Dame:
(This is the sunset, but we mistake it for the dawn.)
God.

The world you see is probably different from mine."

moment.

The leaves from the Siberian perpetual glaciers are scattered into tiny glimmers.

The girl's gaze returned to Moscow again.

at the same time.

The pilgrimage day is over.

(End of this chapter)