Oh no! I'm surrounded by female ghosts!

Chapter 129 The World That Is Getting Lighter

Looking at this information about Lin Jiajia.

Although he couldn't be 100% certain, Su Ming was about 80% sure.

Her information has not disappeared.

The main reason is that Su Ming has not yet chosen her as his character to raise.

Once she makes that choice, all traces of her will disappear from this world.

Because all the characters you develop belong to the past, not the future.

The next day.

Waiting for Su Ming to come home from school.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Coal Ball come up and rub against my calf affectionately.

look up.

Wen Qi sat upright at his desk, looking at his notebook intently, his gaze calm and focused.

She looked at the notebook over and over again, and Su Ming really had no idea what she was trying to glean from the words.

Shen Wanyu leaned lazily against the sofa watching TV, her long, slender legs casually crossed, their lines extremely alluring.

Smoke curled from the kitchen stove as Tang Tang busied herself around it. Although she was a ghost, she was the most down-to-earth and relatable.

The ghost who jumped off the building was diligently scrubbing the floor; no wonder the floor was practically reflecting light when I got home today.

Hearing the door open, Tang Tang immediately poked her head out of the kitchen with a spatula in hand: "Husband, you're back?"

"Take a rest for a bit, the food will be ready soon."

Immediately afterwards, the ghost who jumped off the building ran over, first kneeling in apology, and then began to change Su Ming's shoes.

He put on his slippers and looked back; the ghost who jumped off the building was diligently wiping his shoes, looking incredibly focused.

It really feels like coming home.

Seeing this peaceful and serene scene, Su Ming felt very at ease and content.

He first took a few steps to Wen Qi's side.

Before he could speak, a strand of black hair blocked his head as he leaned closer. Wen Qi smoothed his hair and said, "Go find Shen Wanyu. I'm still busy."

It's unclear what Wen Qi is trying to glean from the notebook.

Su Ming obediently said "Oh," took a few steps to the sofa, picked up Shen Wanyu's beautiful legs, and placed them in his arms.

Shen Wanyu also adjusted her posture to make Su Ming more comfortable to sit down, and her lazy aura softened a bit.

"The Headless Sister".

Su Ming asked in a low voice, "Where have you been these past few days?"

Shen Wanyu simply turned off the TV, gently wrapped her arms around his neck, and the fragrant scent made his eyes lose focus.

"After dealing with Ningnan City with your school beauty sister, we went to the first level of the Abyss and met Yu Mengnian."

Upon hearing this, Su Ming snapped back to reality and asked in shock, "You went to see Yu Mengnian?"

"Mm." Shen Wanyu nodded, pointing to Wen Qi in front of the desk: "Mainly because your school beauty sister went to see her, Tang Tang and I didn't go."

Su Ming turned around and looked at Wen Qi, who was sitting at the dining table.

She went to see Yu Mengnian.

Just then, Tangtang pushed open the kitchen door and shouted, "Dinner's ready!"

Her craftsmanship is different from that of the skin-wearing ghost.

The skin demon's skills came from a certain chef's skin; although the taste was better, something was missing.

Now it seems that what's missing is the warmth of home.

Dinner was plentiful.

No matter how abundant the food was, only Su Ming was eating it.

Shen Wanyu, Tangtang, Meiqiu, and the Jumping Ghost do not need to eat.

Wen Qi took a small sip, then put down his chopsticks, opened a carton of milk, and started drinking.

Can ghosts digest dairy products?

Su Ming didn't ask.

In his mind, Wen Qi wouldn't do anything meaningless.

She must have her own reasons and logic for drinking milk.

Before Su Ming could even ask why Wen Qi went to see Yu Mengnian, Wen Qi blurted out the answer.

"I went to see Yu Mengnian yesterday."

"She can't hold on much longer; she could succumb at any moment."

"As for the reason," she paused for a few seconds before saying, "I need to know her current situation and confirm the timeframe."

"In my judgment, the gods will surely descend within ten days to a month."

Su Ming looked up abruptly: "School beauty, what do you mean?"

He vaguely caught the unspoken meaning in Wen Qi's words.

Wen Qi didn't hide anything from him and nodded frankly, saying, "Yes, I will bring the gods down to earth."

"Of all the apocalyptic timelines, the Descent of the Gods is the least dangerous."

"It won't kill the world immediately; it will take time."

"Most importantly," Wen Qi said, closing his notebook with a deep gaze, "I need to know the path to becoming a God of Chaos."

"Exploring on your own is too slow."

Su Ming stood up excitedly: "Is that so?"

"After that, I may have to fight against mythological figures like Yang Jian, Nezha, and Sun Wukong."

"You can even see the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother of the West."

"I wonder if there's a Chang'e?"

Wen Qi nodded: "Theoretically speaking, it is possible."

"However," she changed the subject, "I can't predict what will eventually form from the fusion of Yu Mengnian's dream and the source of pollution; there are many variables."

"As for now," Wen Qi tapped the table, changing the subject, "has the prototype for the cursed doll been confirmed?"

Su Ming nodded quickly: "It's confirmed."

"Her name is Xu Qinghe."

Su Ming recounted Xu Qinghe's background story in its entirety.

After finishing his explanation, he added, "Besides that, I seem to have discovered another prototype for the character I'm raising."

"The name of my sixth character is very strange; it's called 'I am purely fictional.'"

"This name is exactly the same as Lin Jiajia's online name."

He pulled up information about Lin Jiajia and said, "The information shows that she died suddenly in 2015."

"If my guess is correct, a doomsday line also appeared in 2015."

"Sister School Beauty, after I finish the 2012 apocalypse storyline, should I go to 2015, and then to Tangtang's 2019?"

After thinking for a few seconds, Wen Qi shook his head: "No need."

"The doomsday timeline gives you an illusion."

"In fact, based on my deduction, each apocalyptic timeline is independent."

"You severed the doomsday line of 2003, but that doesn't mean time started flowing again from 2003."

"It's very likely that it went back to an earlier timeline and then regrowed."

"For example, cut the doomsday line of 2003, go back in time to 1996, and then regrow it, only that there will be no doomsday in 2003."

Su Ming pondered for a moment, then his pupils suddenly contracted.

"In other words, you don't exist in any timeline."

"Even if I went back to before 2003, you wouldn't exist."

Wen Qi nodded: "Your understanding of time is still linear."

"But in reality, time and space are one and the same; they are called spacetime."

"Spacetime is not a line, but a whole."

"If you trim off a part, that part will be gone forever."

"Chen Zhiwei used the word 'tree' to describe it, which is actually not accurate."

Chen Zhiwei was only 10 years old in 2003, and it was already quite remarkable that she could understand this much.

Wen Qi offered a more accurate description: "You can think of it as the world being like a dying person."

"Each doomsday line represents a necrotic organ or tissue."

"The only thing we can do is cut it off and try to maintain its vital signs."

Su Ming quickly raised his hand and asked, "Aren't you going to replace it? I see that many surgeries now use artificial organs."

Wen Qi patted Su Ming's head.

He's growing up very fast; he's even learned to ask questions in return.

"It's an artificial organ."

"Artificial organs and allogeneic transplants both require a long process of research, development, adaptation, and testing."

"Our repeated attempts to trim the doomsday line and understand the nature of the pollution source are to accumulate experience, explore solutions, and find ways to replace or fill the gaps."

Su Ming nodded thoughtfully.

That's absolutely true.

It wasn't until 2003 that I understood what a pollution source was.

Although it is still impossible to process, a cognitive framework belonging to the human has finally been established.

Then Su Ming thought of another question: "What if it's a vital organ?"

"For example, if organs like the heart or brain are removed, the person will die immediately."

Wen Qi said calmly, "Because of your existence."

Even if vital organs are damaged, only a portion is removed immediately, preserving the vast majority.

Shen Wanyu, standing to the side, frowned, her tone somewhat uneasy: "But if we keep cutting like this, the world will become more and more incomplete."

"That's right." Wen Qi nodded; Shen Wanyu had hit the nail on the head.

"The world will become lighter and lighter."

"Even with built-in correction, the weight keeps decreasing."

"Every time the apocalyptic timeline is severed, the world becomes a little lighter, a little more incomplete."

A chilling fear crept over Shen Wanyu, and her voice trembled slightly: "Will I die?"

After a moment of silence, Wen Qi nodded: "Until a way to replace it or increase its weight is found, the outcome is destined to be death, or even something more terrifying than death."

This time, let's not even talk about Shen Wanyu.

Even Su Ming felt a chill run down his spine.

The world on which people depend for survival is, in essence, a dying person struggling to prolong their life.

The only way to prolong life is to remove piece by piece of necrotic tissue.

Without a major breakthrough in "medical field".

The fate of this "dying person" was already sealed.

It will die in the most incomplete way.

The atmosphere at the dining table suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Only Tangtang kept putting food into Su Ming's bowl.

She doesn't care.

She only had eyes for Su Ming.

Su Ming looked down.