Starting from a Magical Girl, Dominating Eternity

The nurse next to him whispered and then suddenly pressed the defibrillator against his chest again, causing Jiang Si’s body to jolt from the voltage.

He wanted to say something.

But he couldn’t speak, maybe because of the electric shock.

Could they pay a little more attention, using such high voltage when he’s already awake... are they trying to send him away again...

After holding it in for a long while, he finally coughed violently.

Then they finally turned off the defibrillator.

"Quick, have a look... what’s going on?"

"Is he really alive?"

"Survived even this..."

In his haze, he felt the tight restraints on him.

Was it a branch of the Disaster Beast?

Instinctively, he touched his Miracle Seed.

Indeed, it had disappeared.

He took a deep breath and, feeling a bit clearer, touched the other pocket.

Still holding the Seed of Sorrow.

After grabbing it, he took it out.

However, as his senses started to clear, he realized it was not a Seed of Sorrow.

But a pair of scissors.

I see, that’s how it is?

The Disaster Beast branches wrapping tightly around him made it hard to breathe. He gripped his Seed of Sorrow, molded his Magic Power, making it sharper, and suddenly slashed at those branches!

"Quick! The patient’s having an episode! Restrain him!"

More Disaster Beasts pounced on him, pinning him firmly to the ground.

He looked up.

The dilapidated streetlights were sparking with electricity, the flickering made him dizzy.

Then slowly, slowly, the streetlights from Beihai turned into the shadowless lights on an operating table.

He pushed with all his might again, this time something on his body began to crack.

Even started bleeding.

The Disaster Beast roared and howled.

Gradually, their roars became understandable words.

"Sedative!"

"Anesthetic!"

"Increase the dosage!"

While being held down tightly, sharp pain radiated from everywhere in his body.

Probably from where the insect’s mouthparts punctured his skin.

The severe pain began to rush through his body.

Soon, the effects of the drugs took over, and he passed out.

He could no longer sense Magic Power.

Not only Magic Power, but even those things that could make his body stronger, push past limits, they no longer existed either.

All the roars and screams fell into silence, only a faint sigh echoed from an unknown darkness.

"Rest well."

Thick darkness continued to devour his consciousness and sight.

As if being swallowed by boundless seawater, melting, only able to feel the cold accompanying him.

Yet there was still a flame, burning in the darkness.

That tiny, ever-vanishing flame, refused to extinguish, kept burning.

Growing larger, burning more fiercely!

Scorching him constantly, urging him.

Run, Jiang Si!

Run!

Towards the Heavenly Dao!

Towards the already-grasped great path!

... Noisy.

Thus, he opened his eyes again.

His whole body was in pain.

No longer lying on the operating table, when he lifted his head, the unfamiliar ceiling was colorful.

He shouldn’t be in a hospital.

The window was open, and the breeze continuously blew in from outside, bringing a hint of floral fragrance, along with the smell of rain-soaked earth and grass.

He turned his head to look over, opposite the window was a small garden.

Outside the window was a tree, branches extending to the window’s side, leaves rustling in the wind.

No other sounds.

The roars of Disaster Beasts, and the sensations from that place, had all disappeared.

When he tried to move his mind, intense pain came from his right temple.

A torn wound with fresh blood seeping out.

The wound he had previously pierced through himself.

So this could actually be salvaged too.

He felt something was strange in his heart and wanted to sit up, only to find something pressing on his stomach.

Looking down, as expected.

It was Lu Ya again.

She looked even more haggard than before, her eyes somewhat puffy, seemingly from crying for a long time.

His movement startled her.

Then the girl raised her head, looked at him, and stared blankly.

Neither of them spoke, the wind outside blew intermittently, lifting the curtains, and the tired sunlight flickered like broken mercury through the swaying leaves, dancing on the bed sheets and their bodies.

Then Lu Ya started to cry, without a sound and without speaking; tears just flowed like a breached dam.

"I’m sorry..."

It was always this sentence.

It seemed as if the girl standing in front of him couldn’t say anything else.

Jiang Si didn’t say anything either, just tried to get out of bed, but was held down tightly by Lu Ya.

"Don’t... don’t go out anymore!"

Lu Ya said tearfully, "I’ll always watch over you, I won’t go anywhere, I’ll always be by your side, please don’t do anything reckless, I beg you..."

"I need to use the bathroom."

"I’ve already prepared it for you." Lu Ya pointed to the toilet by the bed. "You can go right here."

"..."

Without saying anything, Lu Ya had already helped him take off his pants, "It’s okay, you can go directly, I, I don’t mind!"

"I mind."

"It’s okay, when you were unconscious, I helped you clean your body and change your clothes, I’ve seen everything, it’s nothing..."

"...What’s so nothing about it?"

The girl in front of him seemed to lack some common sense.

But since she said so, he wasn’t really a shy person, so when he needed to go, he just did.

Lu Ya sat sternly opposite, staring at him intently, not relaxing for a moment.

After finishing urinating and just about to pull up his pants, Lu Ya quickly got up with a tissue in hand.

"Aren’t you going to wipe?"

"Why wipe after peeing?"

"Isn’t it, isn’t it going to be dirty?" Lu Ya said softly, "Before, I helped wipe for you."

"..."

Can you even pee when you’re unconscious?

Jiang Si had never thought of such a thing.

But seeing the stubborn girl, Jiang Si didn’t insist, casually taking the tissue from the opposite side, wiping, then pulling up his pants and returning to bed.

"Jiang Si, do you want to play games?"

"Oh, it’s okay."

Then Lu Ya took a remote control and pressed something.

A large screen dropped from the ceiling, complicated and meticulously suspended, then lit up.

Then a mouse, joystick, and keyboard, Lu Ya took them all out from the cupboard beside and handed them to him, "Which one do you prefer?"

"Whatever."

Actually, Jiang Si didn’t really like gaming, it was too time-consuming, meaningless.

"This one is a fighting game adapted from an online novel, can be played by two people..."

They are mostly garbage.

The developers use their barren imagination and pathetic engines to turn the grand online novel worlds into shabby toys.

Just looking at it feels pitiable.

I don’t know why someone would enjoy playing this stuff.

"There are also many online novels adapted into TV series, movies, I’ve collected them..."

It’s a notorious place for collective waste.

It’s no longer a pile of trash, this group of dung beetles tirelessly rolls dung balls.

Bro thinks he’s Sisyphus—oh, they don’t need assumptions and imagination, they are already very happy.

After all, dissertations usually ignored, snatched a few famous online novel names to package, can be stuffed into the mouths of audiences everywhere, there’s no reason not to be happy.

Thinking about feeding such dissertations to others, one might even laugh in their sleep.

Writing the script for adaptations of two famous online novels, depression might even be cured...

"There are also some manga about Magical Girls, you suddenly mentioned Magical Girls before, so I thought you might like them..."

Playing the game casually, it’s a fighting game, neither of them knew how to play well, talking absentmindedly about other things, not really paying attention, moving the characters around and fighting randomly, simply ending it at last.

"What do you want to watch? I’ll play it for you."

Jiang Si turned to look at her, the girl’s bright eyes were looking at him, in her beautiful eyes there was no extra negative emotion.

Full of joy and happiness.

"You don’t owe me anything." Jiang Si controlled his game character to defeat Lu Ya’s character, "And I don’t owe you anything."

"Stop lingering by my side. Go handle your own matters."

Lu Ya stared blankly at the screen after the game ended, the countdown for the next game was counting down from ten to nine: "I’ve always been doing my own things, Jiang Si, I’ve always been doing what I want to do."

"Does it have meaning?"

"Isn’t happiness meaningful?"

"It’s meaningless." Jiang Si watched the countdown reach zero and returned to the title screen, "Everything here is meaningless."

"If you really can’t stand such a life, can’t stand the dreams ruined because of me." Lu Ya grabbed his hand, in those shiny eyes, there was no fear or unease, "Please, kill me, then commit suicide."

Encountered a lunatic.