TOMWDET Chapter 216

Final Chapter (8)

On the other side.

——Su Li’s side.

Su Li had placed the blade he held in his hand against “Ji Xing’s” neck.

Two identical young men stood in mutual confrontation. The former had noticed the latter’s growth, but the latter also clearly understood that no matter how much he grew…

There was no way he could surpass another world.

Su Li was certainly not from another world, but upon his body existed too much information and achievements from another world through subtle influence.

A person holding a mobile phone on the streets of modern society was nothing unusual.

But in this world, a mobile phone was strange. A person lowering their head, ignoring their surroundings, not caring about their own safety was also abnormal. The images displayed on the phone were incomprehensible, and being able to search for answers to various unknown information on search platforms through the network was even more incredible.

Ordinary things only appeared ordinary because they possessed universality.

When placed in places that lacked universality, they became incredible.

Ji Xing had always thought this way from the beginning.

Wasn’t this exactly why Su Li could be noticed by others and revered by them?

Because the world was an alternate world, because there were no people like him in this world, the casual words he spoke would be endlessly contemplated by others.

So the various attitudes he occasionally displayed would make people think deeply about whether there were other deeper meanings.

It was only this kind of thing.

Wasn’t it too ridiculous?

Wasn’t it too false?

Replacing him would be all too easy, wouldn’t it?

Just speaking a few words, just pretending to be profound.

These things wouldn’t create any pressure at all.

But…

The reality was that his every move would be seen through by Su Li.

Even in this process of having his actions seen through, Ji Xing could even discover that his inner thoughts would also be “seen” by Su Li.

Just as Ji Xing knew what Su Li had experienced before crossing over, everything Su Li had done after crossing over, Ji Xing also knew it all.

The world would know anything that happened within it, and Ji Xing, who had been granted information by the world, could also obtain countless intelligence.

It should have been easy to be replaced.

Inexplicably, Ji Xing recalled those foolish nobles among humans who had once called Su Li a prophet.

——He could see the future.

A person who could see the future, a person unaffected by fate who could easily change the future.

A prophet who possessed the capital for trial and error and would never make mistakes.

To him, wasn’t this world already equivalent to being transparent?

The blade placed against his neck no longer seemed like a weapon that could kill and destroy him in Ji Xing’s eyes.

What truly made him feel fear, feel unable to resist, was that even without this blade, even if this weapon wasn’t placed against his neck…

He still couldn’t defeat Su Li.

His teeth chattered constantly, his body trembled uncontrollably, cold sweat continuously flowed from his neck and back…

The same green eyes, yet Ji Xing could only glimpse his own insignificant self within them.

The person before him was like a mirror, reflecting anyone who appeared before him.

Then, while the person in front of the mirror knew nothing, he would see through them completely.

Base, arrogant.

Strong, weak.

Proud, incompetent.

Ji Xing, this guy created by the world’s consciousness, turned out to be just such a simple thing…

“Kill me.” Ji Xing suddenly raised his chin.

He was thinking, truly thinking about what Su Li would do if he were in his position, in the situation of having a blade held to his neck.

The conclusion was: when death wasn’t certain, he would try every means to save his life; when death was certain, he would prevent his death from arriving.

Su Li could do it.

But he couldn’t, Ji Xing couldn’t!

He couldn’t think of a way to keep himself alive, nor could he provide any value that would make Su Li have to let him live.

Tell Su Li where the world’s consciousness was?

It was useless.

Su Li already knew.

Tell Su Li how to deal with a large number of Ji Xings?

The explosion sounds from the sky made Ji Xing understand that this intelligence was worthless.

Threaten that he absolutely couldn’t kill himself, but what use was that?

He was Ji Xing, and those who had been influenced by him to ambush Su Li were also Ji Xing.

If those Ji Xings could have their hearts pierced through, why couldn’t he?

What was special about him?

He was also just a mass-produced Ji Xing.

Talking about being able to replace Su Li, talking about how casual words could make others think endlessly, talking about being a riddle person…

These things obviously looked so simple, yet he suddenly understood that no matter how he performed, he could never achieve them.

Su Li’s strangeness, his incomprehensible nature, had never been because of those few casual words he spoke.

Making people think deeply once might be because others had never seen such things before.

Making people think deeply twice could also be explained that way. Seeing it a second time was still novel.

But what about three times, four times, countless times?

Su Li spoke those words because Su Li had already seen everything.

When the mirror reflected mud, he would cleanse it peacefully through words.

When the mirror detected dust, he would gently brush it away through conversation.

All his words had always been things that only specific people could perceive special meaning in.

Those who were ignorant would only see waste with no elemental affinity at first glance.

This piece of information had been constantly repeated ever since Su Li came to this world.

“Kill me!” Ji Xing’s voice grew louder.

Perhaps all the intelligence he had in his lifetime was used at this moment, which was why he could understand why the young man before him could remain so calm while placing a weapon against his neck.

There was no joy at the prospect of defeating a powerful opponent, nor any fear at the prospect of killing someone.

Because these had always been things that the one being killed needed to consider.

When a person went to do something, he only needed to consider how he thought when doing that thing.

What other people affected by that thing thought had no connection to the person doing it.

This was a very cold mindset.

Because a person couldn’t just vent their emotions on innocent people because they suddenly wanted to curse someone – that would be immoral.

This cold mindset full of contradictions was even something that Su Li could grasp in his hands and play with and apply at will.

If he couldn’t win or replace him, then couldn’t he at least… die?

“Kill me.” Ji Xing’s calm expression made the Raven, who had never paid attention to his appearance, tilt its head.

Su Li looked calmly at Ji Xing. The other’s changing expressions, the other’s body language, everything was reflected in the depths of his green eyes.

Su Li lowered the blade.

Just as Ji Xing’s expression showed bewilderment, his chest was heavily pierced through.

It was an attack from behind.

What pierced through wasn’t Su Li’s blade, but one of the Ji Xings behind Ji Xing.

An identical face, that face was even calmer than the Ji Xing who was willing to rush toward death. “Why should the command authority be in your hands when we’re all Ji Xing?”

A voice without any fluctuation, just like an automated dialogue machine created through programming in modern society. “If it’s just because you were produced earlier, then what about the other Ji Xings who were produced even earlier?”

“And if it’s because your strength is greater than other Ji Xings…” That Ji Xing looked at the heart in his hand, his expression revealing a kind of dull, cold indifference, “but now it seems that’s no longer the case. The deaths of other Ji Xings have been sufficient to compensate for the lack of experience and elemental power for the Ji Xings still alive.”

“And you, you who have given up continuing to resist the enemy, obviously no longer have value in continuing to live.”

Su Li just watched, watched this scene that could be called farcical.

A kind character might at this moment try to save Ji Xing’s life, even if ultimately futile.

A person with conviction would also at this moment attack the later Ji Xing, condemning the other for maliciously interfering in someone else’s battle.

And a cold person might perhaps celebrate inwardly that he had saved himself the effort of killing one enemy.

He might even be happy about it, thinking of things like dogs biting dogs.

Su Li was none of the above, yet all of the above.

His kindness wouldn’t let him stop Ji Xing from rushing toward death. Facing death calmly already meant Ji Xing had prepared to die.

His conviction toward humanity also wouldn’t make him attack the later Ji Xing at this moment. Even though the other’s words seemed cruel and heartless, the process wasn’t entirely wrong.

And his coldness would make him ignore both kindness and conviction at this time.

The young man warned the later Ji Xing. “Forcibly imposing your value judgments on a dying person while showing a completely emotionless appearance – what are you trying to do?”

“Observe his disbelief, record his complete ignorance of how events develop, contemplate why he still has a trace of power yet chooses not to attack you, the sneak attacker?”

“Could these things make you become the Ji Xing who replaces him?”

Ji Xing, whose heart had been pierced from behind and whose heart had been torn out, yet who still retained his last breath, showed terror in his eyes again.

This fear and panic wasn’t about his own impending complete death, but about how there would be another “himself” who would be driven mad by Su Li.

But in the end, he also couldn’t see that Ji Xing’s gradually cracking expression.

The entire world plunged into darkness.

Su Li gazed at the latecomer. The young man had answers to all the questions he had raised.

Su Li certainly had no need to save Ji Xing’s life.

During the battle, how many humans had Ji Xing treated as “roadblocks” that could be casually killed?

Su Li couldn’t say.

Never look at things from just one angle.

Su Li always remembered this. He looked coldly at the later Ji Xing, his voice indifferent. “It seems you’re also just a ridiculous being trapped in a birdcage who thinks his soul is also imprisoned in a cage, a frog at the bottom of a well.”

Su Li was disgusted.

But the Ji Xing before him seemed to have some kind of counterattack program triggered, his expression becoming distorted.

“Kill… kill you!”

Something that didn’t exist was pointed out, was hit upon.

The latecomer’s consciousness seemed to be controlled in thought, falling into indescribable chaos.

Although Su Li had no such so-called control ability at all.

But just like the Ji Xing who had died, the latecomer also, as expected, fell under Su Li’s blade in the end.

But after the later Ji Xing who had confronted Su Li fell, the entire world seemed to be forcibly paused, changing from multiple colors to a black and white silent film.

Everything stopped.