Doomsday Wonderland

After being awakened, Fu Xiluo was stunned and confused for a few seconds, not knowing who he was.

There was a strange man in front of him, walking away step by step; he put his hands in his trouser pockets, his steps were careless, but he was almost made of a condensed force that could explode at any time, as if every step he took, the world It will be a little firmer.

Then he remembered that that person was Kurosawa Ji, a friend who spent three worlds with him - no, Li Zhijun.

Outside of Kurosawa Ji, on this spaceship that he was gradually becoming familiar with again, Fusiro remembered that there were more people there; those conversations, drinking and laughing... all came back one by one.

The night and day Li Zhijun spent on the boat seemed to make him very happy.

Even after Fu Xiro woke up and took over his body again, that wandering, mist-like happiness still lingered in his chest.

"The life that Mr. Li has spent, and all the memories he has produced, have now been transferred to me. It is from his memories, and from the experiences you told him, that I know who Oasis is. What's going on?" Fu Xilao whispered, "When the housekeeper was debriefing, he handed me his work diary... You can understand it this way."

So...this is how Li Zhijun ends?

The life he once thought he had, the friends he once made, were all... "returned" to Fu Xilao?

Lin Sanjiu seemed to be slightly angry for a moment, but as if he couldn't replenish the fuel, he was always missing a breath, always one step away from the anger - and finally turned into a breath of melancholy. Breath.

She thought of Jotense again.

Has Li Zhijun ever had a similar mood to that of Chotans at the end of his life? Probably not, because he never knew from the beginning to the end that he was not a living person, but a cartoon character.

Perhaps this is the best ending for Li Zhijun.

"Just because I received all the memories of Lord Li, I was more or less influenced by him. His attitude, behavior, characteristics... For example, during the time when I was an evolver, I never wanted to I never wanted to be close to anyone. I never thought that there might be some people in this world who could connect with my life and gain meaning in my eyes."

Fu Xiluo raised his head and looked at Lin Sanjiu, smiled hoarsely, pointed at his chest and said, "Do you believe it? This is the first time I tell others these feelings. I didn't expect that I also have...feeling so fragile. when."

At that moment, he looked almost like a stray dog ​​on the street. He didn't know what decision the person who stopped next to him would make next.

"I very much hope that everything can go back to before I was found out... From that point in time, everyone can continue to get along together."

That's why...he immediately chose to implant memory.

As Ji Shanqing said, Fu Xiro's act of implanting memory proved that he actually had no murderous intention... However, even though Lin Sanjiu had completely believed him, she still felt a little confused.

Could it be that she was going to pretend that nothing happened and knew nothing?

"Is that okay?" Fu Xilao leaned slightly and whispered, "Can you keep this matter as a secret between the two of us?"

"You...you changed their memories," Lin Sanjiu closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "I understand why you did this...but it doesn't mean this behavior is correct."

Fu Xiluo lowered his head, like a child who didn't expect that he would be trained, and said "hmm" from his nose.

"What should we do?" he asked with a dull expression.

It was hard to imagine that this person contained within him the power that could kill her in one blow, but at this moment... he was carefully asking her to keep a secret.

"Let me think about it." Lin Sanjiu was silent for a few seconds. He couldn't think of any solution, but his thoughts jumped to another thing: "Their memories were implanted by you, which means that the fuel has not yet been implanted." Deliver it?"

"Yes," Fu Xiro replied.

"Then when it is delivered, I will have to receive the fuel," Lin Sanjiu looked at the time on the interactive screen, and without thinking much, the thought turned into a voice and came out.

But as soon as she finished speaking, she immediately realized its hidden meaning: Doesn't this mean that she agreed to help Fu Xiro hide it from everyone?

"Don't be happy yet," Lin Sanjiu turned her head sharply and said to Fu Xiluo, whose eyes lit up: "...it's only temporary."

"temporary?"

"If you remove the implanted memory immediately, it will only make them more hostile to you... I just found out that you are Fusiro, and you have tampered with the memory immediately. No one will know it." happy."

Fu Xiluo was a very alert person and immediately understood what Lin Sanjiu meant.

"So you want me to get along with everyone for a while...and then tell them the truth?"

If she wanted her friends to live with false memories for one more second, Lin Sanjiu would feel stuck in her throat and feel uncomfortable all over. However, at this moment, she didn't know what a better choice was.

The wounds left by Oasis have not yet healed. Just by Fusillo's words, she will not be able to successfully gain everyone's trust and recognition; even with her lobbying, friends accepted with wariness and hostility. In Fusilao, it is difficult to guarantee that the situation will not worsen. Only after getting along for a period of time and getting to know the real Fusiro, they might believe that he really wants to be a companion.

She nodded slowly.

It won't be long... She will never let the implanted memory linger in her friends' minds for too long.

Even though Fu Xiro promised that there would be no side effects or sequelae, she still secretly set a time limit for herself. When the time comes, she will apologize properly.

Since Fu Xiluo did it himself, Aquan's copy must not be of much use. After all, the two of them had been talking in the storage room for such a long time, but it was still quiet outside. There was no rush after discovering the truth, and no one was looking for her, which already showed that Ah Quan couldn't tell the difference between the implants. The authenticity of memories.

Fortunately...fortunately Fusilao was different from Xoncyus.

In just one moment, all of their memories can be changed into another version of the story, and what has never happened can be regarded as irrefutable fact... If Fusiro really wants to attack them, Even if they are about to die, they probably won't realize what happened, right?

If I hadn’t reminded Qingjiuru and others——

"By the way, why didn't the memory implantation succeed on me?" Lin Sanjiu had already reached the door and turned around to ask.

"I don't know either," Fu Xilao tilted his head, looking a little confused. "I was really surprised when I first found out that you were immune to implanted memories. You are the first to do so since the emergence of this ability."

...I'm not that special, right?

However, she couldn't think of any reason for Fu Xiluo to lie, and she couldn't think of any reason to just let herself go.

In the past two days, there have been a lot of small and messy doubts and unanswered questions. As the saying goes, if you have too many lice, you don't need to worry about it. If you have too many debts, you don't have to worry about them. She is not missing this one.

"Let's go," Lin Sanjiu greeted him and said, "Don't you hope to become friends with them? You can't do that by staying in the storage room."

When she opened the door, Fu Xilao suddenly called out softly: "Xiaojiu."

Lin Sanjiu turned her head.

Under the slightly white light of the storage room, Fusiro's eyes that were trapped in shadows were like a lake in the shadow of clouds, somehow reminding people of early spring when the peach blossoms were about to bloom.

"Can I call you that? Xiaojiu?"

Lin Sanjiu hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Fu Xiluo smiled, his eyes were crooked and sparkling. "What I want is not just a friend... but a relative, a companion, and the most important person in my life."

Lin Sanjiu was startled for a moment and said, "Of course...it would be better."

Fu Xiro sighed almost contentedly. His voice seemed to be covered with a veil; it turned out that the evolved person who was more powerful than imagined would also have a hoarse throat due to such a common reason as talking too much.

"Thank you, I'm really... happy."

Just when Lin Sanjiu turned around to leave, she turned around again, and a question somehow slipped out of her mouth: "Can you swear to always tell me the truth?"

As soon as the words came out, she couldn't help but be a little surprised: What's the use of swearing?

Fu Xiluo looked calm. He stretched out his index and middle fingers, touched his heart lightly, and lifted them into the air. "What I tell you is always the truth."