Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

CC glanced at the boy, who shrugged, indicating that he should indeed take the blame.

Lelouch frowned slightly as he began to think.

After the world returned to normal, the boy found Lelouch and confessed some things to him. Lelouch finally understood why the world had become so chaotic after the monster disaster.

The truth is quite shocking.

"Whether it's monster disasters, the disappearance and reappearance of the moon, the monster you later became, or the large-scale resurrection of the dead, Kawhi, the impact you have had on the world is too great, which has given birth to a lot of nihilists."

Lelouch said after thinking for a moment.

CC looked at the boy with a playful smile.

"Yes, he's such a troublesome kid."

"Whose fault do you think it is?"

The boy looked at CC with disdain.

"If you hadn't forced me to sign the contract, I wouldn't have started this plan. Do you know that it was that one rampage that made me increasingly unable to control my body's evolution? Otherwise, according to the original plan, I should have completed the evolution in that tin can."

"So...that's our problem now."

Lelouch looked around at the temple buildings.

"Should we use this Akasha's Sword?"

After everything was settled, the boy returned Akasha's sword.

The Sword of Akasha possesses a system for manipulating the world of C, meaning it can influence the thoughts of people in this world by manipulating the collective unconscious.

The boy initially bound this system to his soul in order to suppress the spirit of merging with the world of C. Now that he has returned the world of C, the system has naturally been unbound.

However, due to the profound impact of previous events on the worldview of the people in this world, the group began to hesitate about whether they should use the Sword of Akasha to alter the memories of all humans in the world.

By selectively editing people's memories after the monster disaster, the world can be restored to normal.

"Speaking of which..."

CC looked at the boy and asked.

"The Sword of Akasha is yours now, so why don't you decide this yourself?"

"You know very well that I am not a person of this world, and I have no right to decide the choices of the people in this world."

"That's what the boy said."

"Therefore, I am giving you the choice. How this world should develop is up to you who live in it."

"..."

Lelouch stared at the floating temple for a long time.

The things these teenagers have done so far have indeed severely impacted the worldview of many. Quite a few scientific researchers have gone insane, and some have even gone so far as to believe that the world is a lie and have chosen to jump off buildings.

Of course, only a minority of people jump off buildings; nobody would be so despondent.

If people's memories were selectively edited, deleting those that shattered their worldview and replacing them with a more plausible one, perhaps the world could develop normally much faster.

but……

"Let's forget about it."

Lelouch chuckled softly and shook his head.

"Let's stop using things that manipulate people's minds. No matter how absurd reality may be, it is still reality. The road ahead may be long and difficult, but we still have to let humanity adapt on its own."

"Really."

The boy nodded.

"Since you put it that way, let's leave it at that for now."

"By the way, Kassadin, can you destroy the Sword of Akasha?" Lelouch suddenly asked. "It's better if something like that doesn't exist in this world."

"Naturally."

The boy snapped his fingers.

Then, the entire suspended temple, along with the twilight outside, began to slowly disintegrate.

As the Sword of Akasha crumbled, the three decided to leave.

CC took one last look at the gradually disappearing Sword of Akasha, her expression a mixture of reminiscence and remembrance.

The vows we made together have now come to an end.

Back in reality, Lelouch and the boy appeared in the Ashford Academy school building.

By this time, some time had passed since the disaster.

As everyone gradually left the shelter, they began rebuilding the city ravaged by the disaster. It is believed that before long, people around the world will return to their normal lives.

Through the school building windows, you can see construction workers repairing damaged houses, and people are beginning to work hard to revitalize the devastated city.

"Although the process is really hard to evaluate, I really like the world now."

Lelouch sat by the window, looking at the scenery outside.

"At least because of the monster's disaster, people of different countries and races around the world have come together, allowing this world, which is constantly at war, to move towards peace in another way."

As he spoke, he looked at the boy leaning against the wall.

"To be honest, peace would likely last a long time if you didn't bring those who died back to life."

"I don't want anyone to suffer because of my mistakes... at least that's how I feel right now."

The boy said with a smile.

"Speaking of which, your parents haven't been resurrected yet; they're still in the C world. Do you need me to drag them out for you?"

"Forget it, I already know the truth. Their crazy plan, and what happened between me and Nunnally... There's no need to see them anymore. Let them stay in the world of C."

"Okay... to be honest, I also have to apologize to you. I lied to you during the year of the disaster."

"You mean that matter? I've stopped caring about it." Lelouch said with a smile.

The school building door suddenly opened, and Nanali's head popped in.

"Brother, do you have any guests here? Sister Mirei needs to talk to you about something."

"Okay, I'll be there in a bit."

Upon seeing that it was Nunnally, Lelouch's smile became exceptionally gentle.

Nanali looked at the boy with curiosity.

For a moment she was stunned, because the person in front of her looked so much like Violet, the teacher she knew.

The boy smiled slightly as he looked at Nunnally, who had a large device on her head for vision and an exoskeleton wrapped around her legs.

"As payment for deceiving you before, let me give you a gift before I leave."

As he spoke, he reached out and tapped Nanali's forehead with his finger.

Nanali felt a slight itch on her legs, and her tightly closed eyes trembled slightly before slowly opening.

Seemingly sensing something, Nanali quickly unfastened the exoskeleton on her legs and removed the device from her head.

She tried to take a few steps forward, then stared wide-eyed at Lelouch, who was equally shocked.

"Brother... I can open my eyes now... and my legs are all better!"

Chapter 1648: Same old rules, give me pocket money first.

A month has passed since the establishment of the United States of America, the reappearance of the moon, and the resurrection of the dead.

Over the past month, people have left their shelters and returned to the mainland to carry out reconstruction work. They will certainly need to continue living on land in the future; they cannot stay underground forever.

However, the series of inexplicable events that had occurred before still made people in this world feel the collapse of their worldview.

Only with the passage of time will such things gradually diminish.

Today is the first meeting of the United States of America, and Isaac has been invited to attend.

With the support of many parties, he gained considerable power in the United States of America, so he was able to say a few words to the heads of state at the conference.

"Look, this is footage we filmed earlier. The monster's threat is far from over, and we still need to take precautions against future disasters that may come at any time."

During the meeting, Isaac held up a photograph and spoke repeatedly to representatives from various countries and the cameras of reporters.

The photo shows a large, tumor-like mass on Mars.

Meanwhile, Sumire Muroto, who was tidying up the lab, glanced at the TV, then looked at the boy who was drinking cola from a beaker and asked him a question.

"Did you put that lump of flesh on Mars there?"

"Well, it's like having a backup plan."

The boy nodded.

"Only under sufficient external pressure can the world avoid returning to the state of constant conflict between countries. Therefore, a little bit has been left for deterrence, so that the world can remain stable for a long time."

Of course, on the other hand, Isaac himself still needs to continue drinking blood in this world, so he has to do something.

"You've thought of everything quite thoughtfully."

Sumire Muroto smiled and packed some small instruments into a box.

She picked up the box to test its weight, then turned to the boy and said, "Speaking of which, to bring back to life all the people in the world who died because of the monster disaster, you really managed to come up with that idea."

"I just don't want to see them die because of me."

"Really."

Sumire put down her suitcase, pulled out a chair, sat down, and smiled at the boy.

"You are much gentler than your father."

"Thank you for the compliment, Aunt Muroto."

"Oh dear, after all, I was the one who created you."

Sumire Muroto rested her elbows on the table, propped her chin on her hand, and looked at the boy in front of her with a big smile.

You can call me Mother, okay?

Upon hearing this, the boy turned around and laid his fair hand out in front of Sumire Muroto.