Traveled through time at the same time, but both clones were beautiful girls

She sat down again next to Adam.

His tone remained low, but a hint of joy had crept in.

)))))

I've gone to find a short story by the King to use. Goodnight everyone.

Chapter 137 My Dear Soulmate, Floro

"You are the first person to hear sadness in this piece of music."

"The music is so beautiful that it seems as if the loneliness and sadness hidden within it are just an illusion."

The man didn't look at Floro; instead, he kept his eyes closed.

It seemed as if they were savoring the profound emotions contained in the melodious tune they had just heard.

Why is your music filled with sorrow?

Adam searched her memory and understood her tragic wish.

But the reason why the living have a spirit is because the hearts of the living are constantly changing and bursting forth with infinite possibilities.

This is a precious quality that neither "Memory Bodies" nor "Heroic Spirits" possess.

The thoughts and ideas of the past Floro are naturally completely different from those of the future Floro.

That's why Adam asked that question.

"For the fragility of life...for the hardship of survival..."

"Empty, pretentious, and full of empty talk."

He gave an example that probably only Huanglong would understand: "Forcing oneself to write new words to express sorrow, yet saying that the weather is cool and the autumn is fine, but your tune is clearly not that kind of thing."

The girl's dark red eyes brightened: "Why do you say that?"

"It's hard to say, maybe it's more about the sense of realism."

Adam's tone was very certain.

Don't underestimate our protagonist's artistic talent.

The other Adams were either reckless, warriors, or scheming politicians, but Sakayanagi Arisu was exceptionally accomplished in the field of art.

Initially, she learned soothing music to alleviate her heart condition. After practicing for several more months because of her love for it, she became a musical prodigy that was featured in major Japanese newspapers.

Therefore, Adam's musical talent was also remarkable, and this was not just empty talk.

"Realism..."

Floro pondered the three words, asking and answering himself, "Do you know the origin of this concert hall? It was rebuilt on the site of an ancient town, an inconspicuous little town, just a grain of sand in the long river of history."

"A grain of sand in history falling on an individual must be an unbearable burden."

Upon hearing his words, a smile appeared on Floro's reminiscing expression, but that smile quickly turned into a cold mockery.

"Without divine protection or a lucky fate, even though the people of the town tried their best to survive, they were still buried along with civilization by a mysterious natural disaster. Their lives were gone in an instant, turning into morning dew before they withered away."

The girl seemed to be lost in her memories.

She stood up: "In the end, nothing was left. The world ended like that, not with a bang, but with a hiss. But one person survived for some reason. She tried to find survivors in the ruins, but she couldn't find any. She kept moving forward in the ruins, but she couldn't get out of that death hell."

She was whispering so softly that no one else could hear her.

"How could our world have become like this..."

Floro's unfocused gaze sharpened again: "Do you think the survivor might be suffering more than the dead?"

"Those who are alive suffer more."

Adam nodded, but then changed the subject: "But only the living have more choices."

"Choose what?"

"Choose whether or not to create a miracle."

Adam's tone began to resemble that of a certain archbishop: "Love, and even broader emotions, can bring about miracles... but the creators of miracles can only be those who are alive at that moment; the dead cannot create miracles."

Floro's eyes brightened even more.

She was certain that she had met a true kindred spirit, and her stagnant heart seemed to have been given a new lease on life.

"If all efforts fail, how can miracles be created?"

"If the old paths are all blocked, then we might as well start from the beginning and go in a different direction."

"At the very beginning...?"

"Yes, at worst, we can start from scratch."

Floro was stunned for a long time.

In that instant, she suddenly understood many things.

The unbearable yet eternal time seemed like a torrent bursting forth from a mountain at this moment!

A subtle fragrance wafted through the air. She suddenly moved a little closer and gave Adam a breathtakingly beautiful smile: "I understand now. This performance has given me far more than I expected."

"I am delighted to hear such music."

“It’s not good enough. I want to incorporate people’s past performances into it, so that the past can truly become a part of it.”

"I'll come listen again once you've finished."

Floro looked at him expectantly, like a little girl eagerly anticipating the New Year: "Really?"

fake.

I'm going to stand you up for the rest of my life!

You'll remember it for the rest of your life!

"Will you really come?"

Adam nodded solemnly: "Buddha!"

The girl smiled broadly, then nervously took out a blank sheet of music from her bosom, cut it into a square piece of paper, wrote a line of words on it, and handed it to him.

"what is this?"

"You don't need to buy a ticket next time. Please come in with this. I will prepare the VIP seat closest to me for you. Please accept it."

Adam accepted it without hesitation.

After saying goodbye to Floro, he left the concert hall.

Before leaving, Adam noticed a small problem.

The girl who had been eavesdropping on their conversation seemed to be secretly observing her with a suspicious look in her eyes.

The wanderer was indeed in doubt.

At first, her attention was focused on the conversation between the man and woman about music, but gradually, she felt that the man was very familiar.

It was a strange sense of familiarity.

After Adam left, she suddenly realized something: she couldn't see the man's face clearly, nor could she remember his voice!

"elder brother……?"

The wanderer quickly gave chase.

She looked around at the entrance of the concert hall, but couldn't see that figure.

……

"You finally woke up."

Floro woke up to hear Xia Kong's relieved complaint.

"What happened here?"

She looked around, stunned.

Christopher disappeared, and with him, all life around him vanished.

"what happened?"

"I don't know, your friend just suddenly ran away, and then, then everything around us—the trees, the flowers, the grass—all turned to dust..."

"Perhaps he encountered someone formidable."

Floro said nonchalantly.

The Remnant Star Society is the troublemaker of this world. It's perfectly normal for Christopher to abandon himself and become a running man when he encounters an enemy he can't defeat.

Since she is immortal and still alive, it means that the other party either did not kill her or could not kill her.

Just like someone said long ago.

Since they are still alive, there is a possibility of creating a miracle.

"correct."

Xia Kong's voice was full of doubt.

“Just now, a gentleman gave me something and asked me to give it to you after you wake up… Here you go.”

A brand-new handwritten ticket was handed to her.

"!!!"

Flo stood frozen in place, motionless like a statue.

But his chest heaved, as if the most intense emotions were brewing within him.

"...Did he say anything else?"

"Yes, he asked me to tell you."

Xia Kong mimicked Adam's tone: "Every encounter in this world is a reunion after a long separation, a first meeting, my dear soulmate, Floro—that's what he said."

……

Huanglong is the present-day state of Huanglong.

After several major battles between Ye Guijun and Mingshi, the gloomy atmosphere in Jinzhou City gradually dissipated.

An elderly man with white hair was telling stories on a street corner.

"As mentioned last time, the Dragon Maiden Grandmaster, returning to the army that night, single-handedly defended the natural barrier, fighting against a multitude of enemies... Just at that critical moment, she threw down her wine cup, which calmed the celestial pivot, instantly sweeping away all ghosts and bringing clarity to the sky..."

"The boulders crumbled and the craggy rocks collapsed, the power of the Lord of No Form was gone! The mountains and rivers were clear, the war was over, and the great battle came to an end! As the saying goes, what is there to fear from the will of Heaven? Human effort can overcome anything!"

"It is said that General Ji Yan praised Master Ling afterwards: 'You single-handedly defeated the natural disaster with such brilliance. You will probably leave behind another legend!' The Dragon Maiden Master seemed to have just sobered up and said drunkenly: 'I have no recollection. I only remember that I was drunk at the time.'"

Cheers erupted from the crowd!

A new blue-haired dragon girl has joined the Night Return Army and serves as its strategist. She is drunk all day long.

At first, no one thought she had great abilities, until someone said that on the day she took office, she used a pot of fine wine to destroy the Thousand Mile Remnant Elephant, shattered the Echo Sea in the sky, and forced the Lord of the Formless Flame to retreat.

His name consists of only one character: Ling!

People in the army revered him as a master, so the name "Master Ling" spread far and wide.

“As the saying goes!”

"The master's cup of wine is used to govern Jinzhou, and the spring air is gentle on the water and mountains."

"On a quiet night, the city is filled with the sounds of silk and bamboo instruments; passersby do not believe it is from the border region."

As soon as Adam entered Jinzhou, he heard the storyteller's voice in the distance, and he couldn't help but smile.

If the people of Jinzhou knew that the so-called Master Ling was actually an incarnation of their Lord Ling, I wonder how they would react.

He strolled down the street.

Even though he had seen it many times, Adam still found it amazing.

The system and customs of Huanglong are clearly modeled after the ancient Chinese style.

However, the technology tree is quite strange.