Chapter 380: I Am Faith and the Disciple
The normal Gao Ming didn’t let down the other Gao Mings and reached the end of the path. The tunnel with Gao Ming’s corpses collapsed in the dark. The normal Gao Ming gained many new memories. Different experiences weaved on his soul. He was indeed the most normal one and didn’t have the talent or personality to be the main character. He had no special power. However, the determination garnered from each death percolated on him. His will was stronger than anyone at Han Hai. He had gathered the absolute faith that shouldn’t exist at Han Hai.
At Han Hai Private School, Yan Xizhi relied on the staff and students of the whole school to reach her breakthrough. The old headmistress sacrificed her life to love and care for them. In return, they voluntarily turned into human bricks to build her altar.
Gao Ming was the complete opposite. He was destined to be alone. No one was willing to accompany him. No one trusted him. It was purely impossible for him to gain faith from other people like Yan Xizhi did. Even fate didn’t believe Gao Ming could do it, which led to this accident. No matter what happened, no matter how many deaths he had experienced, Gao Ming was never shaken. His belief was in himself. The sacrifice he placed before the altar was the many times he died horribly. All the anxiety and resentment became power. He believed that he ultimately could change fate!
He didn’t need rationality to think. He didn’t need logic to prove anything. He would take one step after another. He would not waver. That was faith, Gao Ming’s faith. As he absorbed the souls, the normal Gao Ming’s eyes changed. He turned back to look down the path. Many Gao Mings were murdered by despair. They were formed from the death memories in Gao Ming’s heart. He was formerly tortured by these pains. Whenever he thought of the past, the deaths would cut his heart. However, behind this door, through the bus of the Past, the different Gao Mings reached an understanding. The death memories hidden in Gao Ming’s heart stopped hurting him. His deaths became his most loyal disciples.
“I need to bring them out of here with me.”
Outside the tunnel, there was a brand new present box placed at the end of the Past. However, this box wasn’t wrapped in red. Instead, the wrapping paper was the cheapest kind you could find by the side of the road.
“Another present? Whose is it?”
The normal Gao Ming could confirm that all the summons came from this box. He unwrapped it carefully. He frowned instantly when he opened the box. Inside the cheap box was the dry corpse of a baby. Its desiccated hands hugged a heart that was very familiar to Gao Ming. Whenever the heart pounded, the baby would recover a little. Part of its skin was slowly returning to normal.
“Is the dry corpse regaining life through this heart?”