Chapter 713 437: The Ultimate End

When Su Motong's consciousness was uploaded into the main brain light core, an unprecedented phenomenon occurred.

Su Mo saw the walls around him inching closer, the pressure gradually increasing, while the light emanating from the mechanical instruments became distorted and blurred, like an oil painting splashed with water, its colors blending into chaos.

Objects in the room began to melt, like sandcastles breaking down under the tide, and the people around were being torn apart by some invisible force, their bodies transforming into wisps of gray smoke dispersing in the air.

Everything before his eyes was collapsing.

This wasn't a collapse in the physical sense, nor was there an enemy attacking.

Because apart from Su Mo, no one else was aware of this anomaly. Everyone continued to chat and laugh about the earlier events, as if nothing had happened.

A series of fragmented whispers echoed around Su Mo's ears, as if coming from a distant place, yet also seemingly within his mind, continuously recounting the dream that had recurred over the years.

"Su Mo, think carefully about your ending."

"An ending is the final point."

"Everything is over; it's the end."

"After the ending, there's nothing."

The ceiling of the control room started to crumble too, cracks spread out like a spider web, revealing the gradually dimming sky beyond, the dawn sun shredded apart, scattering into countless small specks of light.

This was a scene reminiscent of an apocalypse, everything crumbling into colorful fragments that danced and spun before him, then vanished.

Most of his companions standing beside him had already dissipated, yet no one noticed, as they continued talking about where to celebrate the dawn of the new era, oblivious to the world turning into ashes.

At that moment when they pressed the button together, one person arrived, but didn't ascend the stage.

Su Mo's gaze traversed through the particles disintegrating all around, falling upon the lone girl standing offstage.

In this rapidly collapsing world, Qi Ling's figure appeared small and solitary, her silver hair cascading like moonlight upon her shoulders, complemented by a slightly pale visage, exuding an indescribable chilly beauty.

Earlier, all companions expressed their trust in Su Mo, taking on historical responsibility together, hands interlocking to press the button that changes the world's fate.

Except Qi Ling did not partake in it.

Because it held no meaning for her.

What difference does believing or not make?

What will this world become henceforth? Will it be buried by Su Mo's wishful actions? Or will a perfect world truly be born?

What does the future of humanity's fate matter to her?

The sole reason she didn't die in the winter of Dawn 152nd Year was purely to keep on living for Su Mo, it has been this way for years.

Whether things get better or worse henceforth, as long as Su Mo remains by her side, her world will not be incomplete.

Thus, she does not need to express trust like the others; her answer is eternally predetermined.

Su Mo gazed at the solitary silver-haired girl, an ineffable melancholy welled up in his heart, as the collapse of the surrounding world intensified, he found himself unable to articulate the pain of this moment, only tears gradually blurred his vision.

Qi Ling was also looking at Su Mo, her gaze seemingly penetrating everything, reaching deep into the soul, seeing the unspoken anguish and reluctance.

The two simply looked at each other, silent sorrow suffusing the air, as if even time had halted.

In love, whose hearts are in sync, words are always unnecessary, yet surpass a thousand words.

For the gaze is the language that belongs solely to lovers.

Though Su Mo spoke nothing, and Qi Ling had no perception of the collapse of the world around, she understood the meaning behind the gaze through those tearful eyes.

Su Mo is leaving.

Though not knowing where he is going.

But Qi Ling could read from the reluctant gaze that he is leaving.

Qi Ling was very confused, why Su Mo would leave her at this moment.

If knowing he had to leave, why try to save her in the first place? Wouldn't it be better to let her quietly die in that winter?

Why you intruded into her world, leaving the deepest memories in her heart, only now to leave quietly, etching the deepest scars...

Tears silently slipped from Su Mo's eyes, his hands weakly hanging by his sides, fingertips trembling slightly, he struggled to suppress the pain within, yet couldn't stop the sadness from surging.

"Ling, I'm sorry..."

"I didn't know it would be like this back then..."

Qi Ling stood alone, despondent, her vision growing increasingly blurred.

Perhaps dawn is about to rise in this world.

And her world will forever be consigned to darkness.

The world before Su Mo's eyes had reached the limit of its collapse, both ground and sky crumbling, Dongdong and the forms of others also turned to smoke and vanished.

Not just the physical entities, even abstract concepts of space began to disintegrate, countless cracks appeared out of thin air, through which nothing could be seen, only endless void.

Su Mo raised his hand to try and touch Qi Ling, but he found his own body also disintegrating, nothing within his control anymore, unable to move a step forward.

His body seemed to be suppressed by some invisible force, unprecedented intense pain emanated from his skull, as if an invisible hand was tearing at his consciousness.

Just as Su Mo was about to lose consciousness, he suddenly felt his body embraced, the warmth of skin contact brought forth a familiar comfort.