He deserves revenge.
Luo Binhan stared at the sky above his head, this idea swirling in his head. More specifically, he wondered if he could take the opportunity to stab Asabam. Just two arms away from him, the Dwarf Star guest was lying on the ground, sleeping like a dead man.
He can do this. First, he got up from the ground, then searched Asabam's body, retrieved his dagger from her body, and then stabbed her in the spine. That might not be completely effective, because he did have dreams about "immortal willows" and stuff like that. But in the final analysis, it was worth a try. Who knows what surprise Yaleriga had hidden from him.
But he still lay on the ground and didn't move. His mind was in chaos, and he was a little confused about who he was. Just now - he didn't know how long it was, it felt like a yawn - he and Asabam were using the same thought. It was not spiritual communication or emotional resonance.
In that chaos he couldn't tell which parts were his and which were not.
He himself is Asabam, or Momolo, or a vast amalgam of memories. These individuals subsequently disappeared. They are a completely new stranger. All thoughts merged together in a strange way, all memories contradicted each other but existed at the same time. He spent the entire life of Momolo as a member of the Eternal Light Clan, and also spent the long time of Asabam under the abyss. Those memories are as profound as the memories he, Luo Binhan, experienced in the name of this individual. Apart from the absolute material body, it is no longer possible to tell who he is from any characteristic of his thoughts.
That confused him in his mind for a while, until the physical sensation completely returned. When he lay on the ground covered in pain, he knew which one he was. He is not light, nor is he a god. He happens to be the one who starts to have stomachaches.
He glanced sideways and saw Asabam lying down, waking up later than him for some reason. He just looked at her, vaguely remembering that he should probably take the opportunity to kill her. But there was another unexpected situation that troubled him - it wasn't that he was upset, but that he had no hatred for Asabam. Only a short time ago he and she had been the same person, their positions completely overlapping. He could not deny Asabam without denying himself. Now their bodies are clearly distinguished, but their minds are not.
Could Asabam have foreseen this? He lay on the ground thinking. When Dwarfstar dragged him with her towards Momolo, did she seem aware that it would have such irreversible consequences for both of them - all three of them? No, she obviously didn't expect that. At that moment perhaps she was just thinking about taking a hostage to make sure the person who gave her the advice didn't lie to her. Isn't this a kind of wishful thinking and naivety?
He staggered to his feet and walked over to her. He wanted to squat down and search for the dagger, but instead he slipped and fell on her. His hand touched the black shadow on her body, like touching a layer of cold water. She had no pockets, so she must have kept everything in the shadows.
He put his hands around her neck. At this time Asabam's eyes opened. They looked at each other.
"Are you awake?" Robin Han said.
He was prepared to be thrown out at any time, but Asabam did not do this. Like him, she suffered some kind of mental shock, some seemingly irreversible damage. But that has nothing to do with sanity, or the integrity of the soul. When she wakes up, she is still a Dwarf guest and can only think from the perspective of a Dwarf guest. The longer time passes, the more their feelings about integration are forgotten. That was like all his thoughts about this long adventure. One day the emotional part would fade away, leaving only empty pictures and objective facts. Facts - Is there any fact at all about everything that happens under the sun in the sea? A hundred years later, he still dares to conclude that he and Asabam shared the same thought?
So he pinched Asabam's neck and said, "I'll tell you the truth."
Before the incident was completely forgotten, he told her in a sedated, almost euphoric way: "You failed."
Asabam was still lying there, being held by someone who had no power to fight back against her.
"I sincerely despise you," he said. "All of your, or their, doctrines and positions have completely failed so far. No matter who of you wants to win or what you want to win, you have got things done. It's like this now. Maybe you think it will get better as long as you continue, so you change the key to everything to continue. No, you messed up, and the future will only be worse. The thing you are looking for is eternity, perfection, whatever. Whatever you call it, it has been permanently lost in your pursuit of existence. But you will not admit it. You will only continue to look left and right, pretending that this matter is not over yet, pretending that I am still fucking joking. I am here for you I despise you for my eternal failure.”
"You are a man who has slept on a boat his whole life," Asabam said.
"You all should die." Luo Binhan said. But he took the initiative to let go of his hand. The next second he flew out, but not because of the shadow. Assaba Muyu condescended to give him a punch. She beat him like a punching bag. That's not fending off an enemy, or dealing with a nuisance fly. This was the first time Luo Binhan felt that her violence was full of hatred. It only lasted three to five seconds at most before he lay on the ground with bleeding from his mouth and nose.
Asabam grabbed him by the neck and picked him up from the ground.
"You see something higher," she said, "and you choose not to believe it. You want to say it doesn't exist. You could have helped, but you're just wasting your time. In all failures It’s your share.”
"How can I help?" Luo Binhan asked, choking.
"Convince him."
"You made me laugh." Luo Binhan said, "You look a lot like your father now. I praise you."
He was hit again. All the violence is unoriginal.
"You can just kill me." He suggested, "You've done it once before, haven't you? Kill whoever causes you trouble. After all, nothing is more important than your path."
Asabam didn't move. At that moment, he clearly felt that she was hesitating, and so was he. The thought of killing each other rolled back and forth in their hearts, but he was disturbed by Na Senluo's desire. In his heart there was only the numbness of being trapped in the abyss, or the despair of throwing himself away, and the matter of hatred had become insignificant. He tried his best not to try to kill Asabam, just because he didn't want to care.
They faced off for a short time until Momolo's call came from the sky. Asabam let go of him and retreated towards the back. A shadow rose from her feet and swung towards Luo Binhan. It looked like it was going to smash his head, but instead it slammed a dagger at his feet.
Luo Binhan grabbed it immediately. Before he could decide whether to ask, Asabam's feet had already sunk into the shadows.
"Wait a minute," he said.
Asabam disappeared into the shadows from the waist down. She glanced at him coldly, without pausing at all. This might be his last chance before he could ask a question.
"Why did you kill me then?" he asked. "Why did you have to do that in that icehouse?"
"You chose your own end," Asabam said.
That was not an answer that satisfied Luo Binhan. But she answered anyway, so he put his hand into his coat, grabbed the "Complete Guide to Dating for Beginners", and threw it on Asabam's face before he could disappear.
"Take it," he said. "It's a story about you anyway. If you want to know, there might be something you want on the last page. But I don't recommend you read it. Why do you want to read it?" This guy deserves to die."
Asabam grabs the book. She stopped sinking towards the shadow and flipped through it quickly in front of Luo Binhan. Luo Binhan waited for any possible results, but when Asabam opened the last page, nothing strange happened, only a surprised look on her face.
She turned the book over and glanced at Luo Binhan. Before she disappeared with the book, he also saw the page that was supposed to contain the eternal answer. But it was not similar to the outline he had seen across the page in Dream River. There was only a black and white comic-style illustration on that page, like a beverage vending machine that had been smashed with a sharp weapon.
"What?" Luo Binhan said. But by this time Asabam was gone. The wind pressure approached the ground, and a giant object landed steadily on the spot where Asabam disappeared.
"Mr. Luo," someone said in his mind, "I finally found you! Are you okay?"
Luo Binhan raised his head.
He saw a giant, with a bright silver body and a kind face. In the palm held by the giant sits a young man in red, and in the young man's arms is a baby with light blue skin.
"Matryoshka doll?" Luo Binhan said in surprise.
"Fuck you," Jing Huang said. His hair could be combed by Yaleriga with both hands.
Luo Binhan couldn't take his eyes off the baby in his arms. His head stopped because of this, and he couldn't help but ask: "Is the one in your arms your biological child? Can I be its godfather?"
Jing Huang said: "He has those red dead bulb eyes."
Luo Binhan was quiet. He struggled for a few seconds and decided not to think about it for the time being. There were many questions waiting for him to ask, such as where they were now, how they found Yaleriga and Silence, and who would comb Jing Huang's hair during this time. But before that happened, he noticed what was really important. Yes, he had discovered one change that was more significant than anything else.
"Old Mo." He raised his head and said, "You have changed your color."
The silver stone giant's eye lamp flickered. It looked down at the center of its chest. The edge of the small, shield-shaped crystal is surrounded by patterns like golden willow leaves. At the joints of its hands and feet, branch-like tree patterns formed light black edges, like the wrist guards and greaves worn by warriors.
The giant put Jing Huang and the baby in his arms back to the ground, then solemnly raised his head and made a gun-raising gesture towards the sky. Bright silver light gathered in his palm.
"I have grown up, Mr. Luo!" it shouted happily, and its voice echoed in the sky for a long time. Luo Binhan couldn't help but laugh. There was a smile on his face, and then the silver light in the giant's hand exploded. The storm swept across all directions from there, and Luo Binhan flew out again. Jing Huang jumped over and grabbed him, pulling him by the collar to hide away.
"Idiot!" the pirate leader scolded as he flew, "Don't shine!"
