Chapter 1484 - 476: Life Has Never Been a Game_3

Chapter 1484: Chapter 476: Life Has Never Been a Game_3

The game screen turns blood-red. A lonely child sits atop the ruins of the city.

The city resembles a giant monster, or perhaps a crippled and misshapen patient.

Lu Mingxuan flees, finding a new safe haven.

This time, however, he’s alone.

Wen Xishu can imagine Lu Mingxuan’s despair at this moment. Blood-red text appears on the screen.

[Do you want to know why? They left you for one reason: because you can’t give them strength, because you... are too weak.]

[You never did make them part of your game; you thought it was enough to manage your game well, but it’s not.]

[Humans are inherently prone to betrayal and death.]

This text appears directly on the game screen, and Wen Xishu cannot even see who’s saying it.

Is this Scorpio speaking? Of course, Wen Xishu hopes it’s not Scorpio.

Even though he knows Scorpio is no good, this childlike figure hadn’t done anything excessively atrocious thus far.

And from the gamer’s perspective, this behavior feels like someone deliberately corrupted years of hardworked game saves.

It’s downright vile.

Fortunately, he soon gets an answer—Teacher.

Teacher can change people’s positions, Teacher can poach people from constellations and naturally possesses the ability to change consciousness.

For Teacher, dismantling Lu Mingxuan’s team is all too easy.

Wen Xishu tends to think it’s Teacher. Subsequent conversations also seem to confirm this.

In the game screen, Teacher’s figure doesn’t appear, but long dialogues start emerging, as though certain thoughts directly invade Lu Mingxuan.

"Lu Mingxuan, accept the reality, who in this world won’t leave you?"

"Who are you waiting for? Is it those who never acknowledged you? Your already deceased parents?"

"Or those who abandoned you?"

"You know, some people aren’t really helping you, maybe they just find it fun."

"You know what to do, right?"

"You know your potential. This world deserves new entertainment formats; you’ve been questioning this for a long time, haven’t you?"

"Go change them, make them eternal, and make yourself eternal as well."

"You’ve been chosen by such power yet never employing it, is it worth it? You shouldn’t be a game protecting everyone; you should be more aggressive."

"Make your mom and dad, make your partners, all eternal game characters, isn’t that splendid?"

"Together, let’s create a place of only games and joy. Make everyone part of the game."

The game screen starts flickering, as if there’s poor signal. Yet Wen Xishu can still control Lu Mingxuan.

[Mission: Lead Lu Mingxuan away, secure the shelter.]

Lu Mingxuan’s speed noticeably dwindles; he clutches his head with one hand and probes forward with the other, his steps faltering, clearly enduring some kind of pain.

Wen Xishu suspects it’s the voice constantly assaulting Lu Mingxuan’s brain.

He’s right, but it’s futile.

Because soon, Lu Mingxuan collapses to the ground.

[Mission Failure, Gamer shaping progress: 100%]

The blood-red screen slowly fades, the normal colors return.

Yet the entire image looks gloomy and bleak.

This misformed, twisted city has gained a massive skyscraper.

Like a thorn growing on the city’s giant.

"You lost, huh. Seems everyone is the same—even you can’t alter my ending."

Wen Xishu sharply turns towards the suddenly speaking shadow.

"Are you... Lu Mingxuan?"

The shadow also clutching a controller nods:

"Yes, more accurately, I’m part of Lu Mingxuan’s obsession."

"This is my last space, I’ve played this game many times, but can only produce one ending..."

"Sorry, I can’t change my ending. When my consciousness underwent ’education,’ ’I’ kept me trapped here, and soon... ’I’ will find me."

"I’ve seen your ending... No matter how many attempts, ’I’ can’t be defeated. We are destined to lose."

"I’m a failed gamer... I turned myself into a game but still couldn’t achieve a good ending."

"Fate is a crueller entity than game rules."

The shadow is still clutching the controller, fingers quickly pressing. Despite saying we’re bound to lose, he hasn’t relinquished controlling Wen Xishu.

Wen Xishu stands, strides to the shadow’s realm.

"Scared me—thought my screen appearance signified an upcoming incident."

Suddenly, Wen Xishu discards the controller.

This move leaves Lu Mingxuan quite bewildered.

The next instant, Wen Xishu’s silhouette flashes before Lu Mingxuan, snatching his controller too.

Then he smashes it to the ground vigorously.

"What... are you doing?" Lu Mingxuan is perplexed.

All the light seems to perceive Wen Xishu’s desire at this moment—the darkness allows his face to be visible.

The smile he wears feels foreign to Lu Mingxuan, yet somehow familiar.

"After playing just now, I roughly understand you. You’re not bad. Initially, I thought it’d be a story of a person turning dark and twisted from some setbacks. But I underestimated you."

"Your ability is to turn those who fail the challenge into game NPCs, right?"

Lu Mingxuan nods.

Wen Xishu’s smile widens:

"Indeed, quite nice."

"As a child, no one understood you. Since youth, your condition hindered normal interaction, and you failed to make friends. Others found your interests complex."

"Luckily, your parents loved you. But even they left you through death."

"Attempting to make friends through genius games, you discovered parting is life’s unavoidable fate—every game eventually grows tiresome."

"It’s suffocating. But even so, you’ve never given up."

"Your ability turns all who can’t conquer the game into part of the game; you’ve turned yourself into a game as well."

"What surprises me is, you’ve always strived to let your partners win, granting them freedom. Preventing your ability from consuming them."

"Such a person is impossible for me to dislike. Until the end, when Teacher invaded your mind with forceful ’education,’ you too considered leaving the original space, preventing it from being found."

"This is providing a retreat for those who wish to return, isn’t it? Quite kind, and resilient."

"Being defeated by external force isn’t shameful, so long as there’s no internal collapse."

"If this really is you, then rest assured—I will defeat you, I will end this game."

Lu Mingxuan suddenly feels a sense of being understood, he gazes at Wen Xishu with complex eyes:

"But my life, my game... has always been... only one ending, no matter how it’s played, just one ending."

Wen Xishu understands, no matter his actions, the game inexorably reaches a sorrowful conclusion.

Yet he smiles indifferently:

"If you find the character controlled by the controller cannot escape fate, then smash the controller."

"You indeed turned yourself into a game, so I understand such illusions arise easily. But don’t truly consider yourself a game."

"Lu Mingxuan, you’re an incredibly interesting person, and life is never a game."