Chapter 1007: The Him That Doesn't Exist

The Him That Doesn't Exist

A Rank 8 [Asura] was almost impossible to kill. Even the Silver King could not completely eradicate her existence. After all, the Path of the Thief was inherently not a divine path adept at slaughter...

Therefore, the Silver King could only use this method to suppress Hong Xiu's life, making her infinitely close to death.

Like an alternative kind of seal.

"You lost," the Silver King said indifferently, looking at that corpse.

"From now on, in this world... there will be no more Enforcers."

The sobbing, freezing wind brushed past Hong Xiu's corpse nailed to the city gate, and the shattered Enforcer windbreaker fluttered noisily in the dimness...

...

"Hong Xiu actually... lost?"

"I've said it long ago, Rank 8 and Rank 9 are different." Sun Bumian shook his head. "To be able to push the Silver King to that extent, even almost killing him, is already considered shocking to the world..."

"But..."

Jian Changsheng still couldn't accept it. He was on the same path as Hong Xiu, and the current Hong Xiu could be said to be the powerhouse Jian Changsheng dreamed of becoming. But in the end, his dream was still forcefully crushed underfoot by the Silver King...

"Now is not the time to talk about this!"

Chen Ling's eyes flickered with faint light, and he immediately spoke, "Quick, let's split up and run!!"

"Split up and run??"

"The Silver King can steal space. Now that Hong Xiu has died in battle, him catching up to us will just be a matter of an instant... His target is me. If you guys stay with me, you will only be implicated to death!!"

"I won't." Jian Changsheng retorted on the spot without even thinking about it. "Last time, it was you who sacrificed yourself so we could survive. This time, if we die, we die together. No matter what, this daddy is not going to be a deserter again!"

"No! I have the Calamity of Mockery inside me, he won't dare to kill me easily! But killing you guys would be as easy as pinching ants to death..."

"But..."

"Cut the crap!"

Without a second word, Chen Ling directly grabbed Jiang Xiaohua's collar, and then forcefully tore off more than half the bandages on his body!

Instantly almost completely naked, Jiang Xiaohua let out a cry of alarm, covering himself with both hands and looking at Chen Ling in disbelief, bearing an expression of "I never expected you to be this kind of person."

Then, Chen Ling pushed Jiang Xiaohua onto Jian Changsheng and spoke again:

"Go!!"

Losing the isolation of the bandages, Jiang Xiaohua's Concealment Power immediately took effect, and the presence of the three of them in the world became infinitely close to zero... Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian still wanted to say something, but Sun Bumian grabbed one in each hand and sprinted madly toward the distance!

"Hearts is right, now is not the time to act on impulse... Only by surviving will we have a chance to save him!"

As the three went far away, Chen Ling could no longer sense their presence, and his heart finally settled a bit.

He then turned his gaze to Fang Liangye:

"You hurry and leave too. You are an ordinary person. Escape through the sewers, and the Silver King won't notice you."

Fang Liangye glanced at the manhole cover beside him and nodded heavily:

"Okay..."

Fang Liangye didn't think that as an ordinary person, he could help Chen Ling with anything. The only thing he could do now was to try his best to preserve his own life.

Just as Fang Liangye was about to leave, he suddenly seemed to think of something and stopped in his tracks.

"What's wrong?"

"Chen Ling..."

Fang Liangye hesitated for a moment, but still turned his head to look at him, his gaze somewhat complicated. "Do you still remember that matter you asked me to investigate? I will tell you the result now... You stay calm first and listen to me..."

This journey of rushing and fleeing for their lives had almost made Chen Ling forget about this matter. Hearing Fang Liangye's tone, an ominous premonition inexplicably rose in his heart.

"First I must tell you, the database of the Wuji Base did not save the information of the first batch of victims... Too many people sacrificed their lives during the Great Cataclysm era. No one was able to compile these statistics, and even if they existed, they are not in the Wuji Domain."

At this moment, Chen Ling was incomparably nervous. Upon hearing that there was no victim information, for some reason, he actually let out a sigh of relief.

"But I found some other things," Fang Liangye said earnestly.

"I flipped through the roster of all the personnel who once resided in the Wuji Base, and discovered that among the first batch of refugees who fled to the Wuji Base, there was the former principal of the Shanghai Theatre Academy..."

The Fang Liangye at that time had inherited all of Chen Ling's memories, so naturally he knew his past, including his university.

"The principal of STA? You mean Wang Li?" Chen Ling was taken aback. "What happened to him in the Wuji Base?"

"When Wang Li was fleeing during the Great Cataclysm era, he probably encountered some things. Not long after entering the Wuji Base, he fell gravely ill and died... According to the documented records, they found several books among Wang Li's personal effects, as well as a commemorative photo album containing group photos with various colleges and graduating classes during his time as principal..."

A commemorative photo album...

In Chen Ling's memory, Principal Wang Li was a quite amiable and nostalgic person. Back when he was studying at STA, every graduating class had their certificates personally issued by him, followed by a commemorative group photo with each class... Back when Chen Ling graduated, he had also taken a group photo with him alongside the other students.

"And then??" Chen Ling asked in close pursuit.

Fang Liangye gave Chen Ling a deep look, his eyes full of complexity...

"After the Wuji Base disappeared, that photo album, along with other things, was uploaded into 《Alice's Cellar Library》... I flipped through that entire photo album, but... but you were not in it."

Chen Ling stood blankly in place.

"Not me? How is that possible??" Chen Ling immediately shook his head. "I absolutely took a group photo with him at that time... I remember very clearly, our major had two classes in total back then. Because there weren't many people in each class, they were combined to take the photo... After graduating, I even printed out that photo... Perhaps he didn't put that photo inside?"

"No..." Fang Liangye paused for a moment and spoke a sentence that made Chen Ling's scalp tingle,

"For that graduating year, that major, there was only a total of one class..."

"The Class 2 in our memories... simply doesn't exist."

A rumble resounded in Chen Ling's mind.

Chen Ling's brain went completely blank. This familiar sensation, he had also endured it inside the Timeline Save File... The non-existent Imperial Capital Theater internship, the non-existent Class 2. If it was just that there was no record on the internship side, it might indeed be an information error...

But if neither the school nor the workplace had any record of his existence, then...

Chen Ling's mind was a mess of paste. He controlled himself not to overthink it first, enduring the headache, and directly waved his hand at Fang Liangye:

"I know... you hurry and leave! Go!"

Fang Liangye didn't say anything more. After giving Chen Ling a deep look, he still gritted his teeth, crawled under the manhole cover, and went to an unknown destination...

Chen Ling's chest heaved violently. As he turned and sprinted madly toward the outside of the domain, a fear originating from the deepest depths of his heart began to cannibalize his heart like a tide at the same time...