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Chapter 5: Resurrection, my love!

"The coordinates are nearby."

The cute pink-haired girl, who seemed to have been entangled with fate, was running quickly through the corridor of the space station, running towards the coordinate location received.

The girl's name is March Seven, and she is a member of the Starry Sky Train.

The space station was attacked by the antimatter army. March 7 and his friend Dan Heng were commissioned by Station Chief Esther to go deep into the compartment occupied by the antimatter army to rescue the trapped space station staff.

In order to improve efficiency, the two planned to search separately for the time being, but they did not expect to receive the rescue coordinates halfway, so they rushed over without stopping.

"Is this the room of wonders?"

Muttering softly, Sanyueqi and Danheng looked at each other and immediately ran into the room.

Fortunately, the treasure room did not look like it had been attacked, and there were still survivors.

"Hi……"

March 7 just walked in and was about to say hello to the survivors, but the next second he realized that there was something wrong with the scene in front of him.

The gray-haired young man kneeling on the ground had a sorrowful expression on his face, and was about to cry. His eyes, faintly gleaming with tears, stared at the gray-haired girl who was as unresponsive as Sleeping Beauty.

The gray-haired young man, who was completely immersed in his own world, didn't seem to notice the visitor. He held the girl's shoulders and shook her wildly, trying to wake her up.

"Star~!"

"Star~!"

“You (↘) get up (↘) (↗)!”

The cries echoed in the empty valley, becoming mournful and lasting for a long time. March 7th seemed to hear his grandmother calling him again.

The sorrow contained in it is so heartbreaking that anyone who hears it will cry.

Seeing this, San Yueqi quickly covered his mouth. Dan Heng, who was following behind, couldn't help but frown when he saw this scene.

I'm late……

It is another tragic farewell between life and death.

The antimatter army came with great force, like wolves and tigers, causing considerable casualties in the space station.

This is not the first farewell I have seen on March 7th today. I just hope it is the last one.

Looking at the gray-haired young man crying inconsolably, March Seven could clearly see the heart-wrenching sorrow on that handsome face.

That gray-haired girl must be a very, very important person to him, right?

Even on March 7th, one could tell from their clothing, hair color, and the almost tangible resemblance that these two must be blood relatives.

Are they brother and sister?

Or siblings?

Listening to the heart-wrenching cry, March 7 couldn't help feeling a little sad. He bit his lip, walked to Qiong's side, and gently patted the young man's shoulder.

"Please accept my condolences. Perhaps we came at a bad time, but the antimatter army is still roaming around. This place is not safe..."

The young man who was sobbing silently was broken from his sad immersion by the hand on his shoulder. He raised his head in a daze, with warm tears still flowing from the corners of his eyes.

"I'm Sanyueqi, and he's Danheng. We're here to rescue you, commissioned by Station Master Esther..."

San Yueqi lowered her brows. Although it was not her fault, she still felt a little guilty.

If she and Danheng had come earlier, perhaps this tragedy could have been prevented.

"Sorry, we're late."

"No!"

Hearing the word "late", the gray-haired young man raised his head as if stimulated by something, and flames seemed to burn in his golden eyes.

"I won't let Xing leave me like this!"

"I want to revive her!"

"Ah?" Upon hearing this, March Seven's clear eyes suddenly widened.

"resurrection?"

Dan Heng immediately frowned, his eyes sharpened slightly, and he became alert.

Unable to bear the loss of loved ones, one wants to revive them. This situation...

"Sir, I understand how you feel, but you must know that the dead cannot be brought back to life."

He stepped forward, trying to persuade the young man not to go astray and fall into evil ways.

"No, it will definitely work!"

Intense emotions and obsessions flashed in his golden eyes, but Qiong seemed to have not heard at all:

"On my planet, a 'predecessor' named the deceased wife Douluo left behind a secret technique that is said to allow the souls of the deceased to return."

The word "resurrection" made Dan Heng alert. The word "secret method" completely triggered the key words. Dan Heng almost took out the Jiyun Gun!

Qiong's eyes, filled with despair, pain, and obsession, made Dan Heng recall the fragmented memories deep in his mind.

Although he knew deep down that he was no longer the same person he used to be, he could still sense his unforgettable sorrow. Because of this, he would never let something like this happen again.

Dan Heng hid his gun-holding hand behind his back, ready to strike.

As long as the person in front of him shows the power of abundance or abundant magical objects, he will immediately "transform into a cave and have a long dream"!

But Qiong's next words made the hand stop instantly.

"All you need to do is put yourself in the shoes of the protagonist, write a novel about true love, have it spread across the galaxy, then keep a female college student as your mistress, love her wholeheartedly as if she were your beloved, and at the same time, add three spoonfuls of sugar to the deceased's mouth. With a specific spell, you can bring your lover back to life."

Qiong spoke with such certainty that he seemed to believe in the ancient legend without a doubt.

"Ah?" March 7 was confused.

"..."

Dan Heng had no expression on his face, his body was stiff for a long time, his face twisted, as if he had experienced a tough battle and was full of fatigue.

He sighed and put away the Cloud-Strike Spear.

"Writing a novel? Keeping a female college student? Adding sugar? What the hell is going on?"

Sanyueqi had a look on his face that said, "What the hell?"

Is it possible that the synesthesia beacon translation is wrong?

Is there such a strange secret method?

And, love?

Aren't you twins?

Could it be!

Could it be the forbidden love in the legend?

As if Watson was discovered in a blind spot, March 7's pupils gradually began to tremble.

"So, Miss March Seven, can you help me?"

Qiong looked at the spirit of entanglement with eyes filled with sadness and heaviness, full of obsession, like a drowning person looking at the last straw, prayingly.

"what?"

The huge amount of information caused the system to crash on March 7 and I was shocked again.

She couldn't imagine that a person's eyes could actually express such complex emotions, and the key point was that she could tell them all apart!

In her previous life, Qiong was just a low-level office worker. At most, she participated in some small dramas performed by fellow employees in college. Her acting skills cannot be said to be very good, only that she has none at all.

But now it’s different, he has embarked on a happy life.

And, the power of the mask.

The invisible mask of joy worn on her face allows Qiong to make any expression she wants, even the micro-expressions are presented exactly without any flaws.

In addition, he has a considerable degree of resistance to the ability to perceive and manipulate emotions, and can only touch the emotions that Qiong disguises on the surface.

Mingming Qiong said that she didn't want to use a mask to hide her true heart anymore, but she gave him such a mask.

As expected, Aha is still very happy!

"I?"

She stuck her head out and pointed a finger at herself, her expression as unbelievable as if she was told to fight Sukuna.

The beautiful and kind-hearted Miss March Seventh doesn't mind helping those who have lost their loved ones, but from the beginning, her synesthesia beacon has been malfunctioning and she can't understand what this person is saying at all.

"Yes, it's you."

Holding San Yue Qi's shoulders with both hands and looking straight into those blue-purple eyes, Qiong nodded solemnly.

"This is for you."

Qiong handed Sanyueqi a rare item picked up from the rare item room, the ancestral weapon of the miHoYo protagonist - a baseball bat!

Looking at the baseball bat stuffed into his hand, March 7 was a little at a loss.

"From now on, you will be supported by me." Qiong patted her shoulder with his right hand.

"Ah?" A hint of doubt appeared in San Yue Qi's eyes, which were as clear as the blue sky, and he instinctively refuted.

"But I'm not a female college student?"

Dan Heng: "..."

Shouldn't the focus be on support?

And the owner of that strange object is Black Tower, right?

Using other people's things as maintenance fees...

Even if you want to take it, don't use a bat, okay?

You can find some cute and soft items that are more suitable for girls by just searching on the ground.

There are too many complaints, like being hit by Demacia's big sword continuously QQQ, Dan Heng fell into silence.

"It doesn't matter, as long as she's about the same age as the female college students."

Qiong said seriously, "I've written a romance novel before. Although it hasn't spread across the galaxy, many people have read it. So the secret method is halfway complete."

"Now, I will proceed to the final stage of the secret technique."

Without giving Sanyueqi time to react, Qiong turned around and returned to Xing's side.

At that moment, San Yueqi felt that the temperament of this gray-haired young man had changed.

With solemnity and a look of nostalgia on his face, he just looked at that figure.

Having experienced many adventures and loving all kinds of novels, San Yueqi can imagine countless experiences of the two in the past.

A forbidden love that is not accepted by secular morality, controversy and condemnation from outsiders, and the despair of parents...

"No, what about the step of adding sugar?"

San Yueqi, who asked this question, did not see the look Danheng gave her.

"I added it before, deoxyribose."

This is of course a joke~!

"Ah?" March 7's style of painting was confused in an instant.

The gray-haired young man seemed to be brewing emotions.

At a certain moment, the emotions boiling like a volcano erupted instantly, as if abandoning all external factors, breaking through worldly prejudices, and shouting at the top of one's lungs:

"Resurrection! My love!!!!!"

The magnificent and overlapping sounds echoed in the space station corridor.

March Seven looked at the young man who seemed to be possessed by a demon, and the sorrow and sympathy in his eyes became even deeper.

This person...I'm afraid he's too sad and has gone completely crazy.

Just when San Yue Qi was about to speak to comfort Qiong, he suddenly froze like a frozen statue.