Chapter 750

Qin Xin and... Qin Xin

Cheng Shi and the Blind Woman left the void one after another after a brief exchange.

Before leaving, Cheng Shi told the Blind Woman the news that the Old Man was dead and instructed her to watch Qin Xin use that tube of Remembrance with her own eyes.

His last words before parting were:

"Keep in touch at all times. Also, if you feel you can't face Qin Xin, you might consider quitting the Fire Spreaders; the Fated Ones are also a warm... uh, little nest."

The Blind Woman smiled; she finally recovered from the panic of being "abandoned" by 【Fate】 and turned back into the warm and confident An Mingyu.

"Believe me, I will handle all of this."

Cheng Shi hummed a laugh and walked away with unusual decisiveness. He had truly had enough of the void today and didn't want to stay here for another second. After Cheng Shi left, the Blind Woman drew a strange symbol in the void and stepped into the Path of Fire Spreading through the wide-open pure black door.

Now, she was going to find Qin Xin to talk.

On the other side.

While the Joker and the Prophet were still communicating in the void, the Fire Spreader Hall welcomed a long-lost quiet. The two Salary Seekers had left, and this place once again became Qin Xin's "rest area."

That's right, Qin Xin's rest area is here. Although the 【Faith Game】 had "allocated" a piece of land for him in the real world, he had almost "settled" here a long time ago, and a certain room on the left side of the Fire Spreader Hall was his lounge.

After finishing the Fire Spreader affairs, Qin Xin finally got some rest time. He downed two healing potions, dragged his exhausted body toward the small bedroom, pushed the door open, and walked in.

The room was not large, the style was simple, and apart from a bed, a wardrobe, and a few black-and-white photos nailed to the wall, one could hardly see any traces of decoration.

It was just that the wardrobe at the foot of the bed was very conspicuous; it looked to be twice as big as Qin Xin, as if it were custom-made.

Qin Xin closed the door, his gaze sweeping over the photos on the wall one by one. A trace of sadness rose on his face. He paused to stare for a moment, then slowly paced inside and hung two brand-new black-and-white photos on it.

After finishing all this, he slowly walked toward the wardrobe, preparing to rest.

Yes, he never slept on the bed, but slept in the wardrobe.

The arm covered in armor plates pulled open the wardrobe door. The large wardrobe was empty, without a single piece of clothing; all it had was a thin, weak youth curled up in the corner of the cabinet, dozing off.

The youth's face was pale, his lips had not a trace of blood color, and his whole body was skin and bones with no meat on him. With such a physique, it seemed that if Qin Xin poked him lightly, he would break his bones and die in this wardrobe.

But Qin Xin still poked him lightly, poking him with the gentlest force.

The thin youth woke up. He lifted his eyelids weakly, and after seeing Qin Xin return, he forced a smile.

"Back? How was the trial?"

Qin Xin nodded heavily, then shook his head heavily: "The trial was good, but you... are not so good. Are you sure you want to swap with me?"

Hearing this, the thin youth struggled to sit up from the corner of the cabinet, patted Qin Xin's arm, and smiled brilliantly despite his bloodless face.

"Swap! Why not swap!

Your identity still needs to be hidden, and it's not convenient for you to go find those things; leave it to me."

Qin Xin's eyes darkened: "But you..."

"Are about to die?" The thin youth stood up tremblingly, holding onto Qin Xin's hand. He was clearly so weak, his face so pale, yet his eyes flashed with the exact same light as in Qin Xin's eyes.

"People are bound to die.

When I stepped onto this path, I never thought about living!

As long as you are still alive, that's enough. As long as you live, it means I live!

Qin Xin, I just want to help you a little more in this final time, help you all a little more, and help myself a little more.

I am a warrior; let me die on the path of spreading the fire, don't let me rot in this wardrobe."

As he said this, the thin youth grabbed Qin Xin's arm tightly, and Qin Xin also grabbed him gently.

His eyes flashed with inexplicable worry, but he still smiled and said one word: "Okay."

When he heard this "okay," the thin youth smiled. His smile was so similar to Qin Xin's—no, not just similar, even the arc of the corners of his mouth and the shape of the corners of his eyes were exactly the same.

Because that was not a Fire Spreader-style warm smile, but Qin Xin's own smile.

The two people standing there, one strong and one weak, clearly had the exact same face!

They were both Qin Xin!

It's just that one was bright and spirited, while the other... was weak and powerless.

"Can you... stand steady?"

"Qin Xin, you are looking down on a warrior!"

"Okay, I won't look down on you, but I must correct you: you are not a warrior, but a hunter."

The heavy-armored Qin Xin smiled helplessly. He let go of his hands to let the weak Qin Xin stand on his own, then a flash of complexity crossed his eyes, he sighed, and stepped into the wardrobe.

And the moment the heavy-armored boots stepped into the wardrobe door, a figure was missing from the bedroom, but there was an extra set of... heavy armor in the wardrobe.

As the heavy armor was placed in the wardrobe, the 【Mirror of No Regret Dreams】 slowly detached from the heavy armor and floated in front of the weak Qin Xin.

Qin Xin reached out tremblingly to grab it, and then a burst of azure 【Memory】 power erupted, turning into silk cocoons that wrapped around him.

A moment later, the power of 【Memory】 quietly receded, and a Qin Xin who looked slightly more spirited than before reappeared in the room.

His strength seemed to have returned a little, but compared to the previous heavy-armored Qin Xin, he still appeared weak.

But this was enough, because 【Memory】 never needed martial prowess, but rather rigorous precision without a single error and meticulous piety.

Qin Xin glanced at the heavy armor in the wardrobe, closed the cabinet door, a firm light flashed in his eyes, and he strode out of the room.

However, just as he stepped into the Fire Spreader Hall, that candle-fire person who liked to sit upside down in mid-air quietly appeared above his head again.

Qin Xin looked up at it and smiled warmly: "You're here?"

"Sigh... I know I can't persuade you, but after you die, what will they do?"

"Hahaha, they'll do what they have to do!

There is no Fire Spreader who won't die; they will, and naturally, I will too.

The truth I have realized most deeply among the vast number of memories is that history will never stop moving forward because of one person's sacrifice. After I die, there will naturally be thousands upon thousands of 'me's who stand up and continue to spread the fire for this world.

I only ask that before I die, I can pass this torch a little further. In this way, on the path where I exist, perhaps a few brothers and sisters can die less.

Death is not terrible; letting this world lose hope is the most terrible thing."

When Qin Xin said this, his whole body radiated a brilliant light. His conviction was so firm that this radiance even covered the faint light of the candle fire.

The candle fire flickered, noncommittal.

"Where do you want to go this time?"

"The Kingdom of War, the Ancient Battlefield of Boro. I searched through the war history of the Hope Continent and found that there is a bow there, a 【War】 giant bow as tall as a person. I think that bow suits him very well, and it can also shape souls.

With it, Qin Xin... will be able to better protect them for me."

"Have you never thought about pulling that bow yourself?"

"Me?" Qin Xin gave a bitter laugh, reached out to look at his thin arms and withered muscles, and said, "I can't. I am not perfect enough. A heart full of passion cannot accomplish great things, and having strategy without martial prowess cannot withstand the storms, so...

I created him.

As long as he lives, he will definitely be able to lead my dream to the other side of the new world!

It's a pity that for such a long dream, I probably won't see the ending."

As he said this, Qin Xin walked to the side of the long table, sat down, and then silently recited a prayer and entered the trial directly.

Seeing him so decisive and firm, a flash of inexplicable light crossed the candle-fire person's eyes. He quietly hid in the darkness while whispering softly:

"Still as if in a dream, what a 'still as if in a dream'...

This giant beast of 【War】 is the most beautiful dream you have ever had."