475: Is Liu Yan dead?

In an instant, Fuji's pupils contracted!

Cool, delicate, and soft—these sensations, which absolutely should not have been present on Meiling, were transmitted to Fuji's hands.

Had she uploaded this feedback data to his tactile nerves?

That was the first thing that crossed Fuji's mind.

But before Fuji could think it through.

Meiling's arms had already climbed around Fuji's neck.

Immediately after, Fuji felt an incredible warmth against his lips.

After kissing Fuji, Meiling stepped back two paces, feeling somewhat shy, her hands awkwardly clasped behind her back as she lowered her head and looked to the side.

This scene made Fuji feel incredible once again.

Whether it was the tactile sensation from just a moment ago, or the shyness she was showing now, neither was something an artificial intelligence like Meiling should possess.

No matter how advanced she was.

These things shouldn't exist, because Meiling's programming simply did not contain such meaningless data.

"Meiling... what is this..."

Fuji touched his lips with his finger and looked at Meiling.

After Meiling's eyes darted around for a moment, she finally emerged from the strange emotions of the kiss they had just shared.

"In my data... there are many records of kissing... so..."

"No." Fuji shook his head and pointed at Meiling's body: "I meant, your... body..."

Meiling lowered her head, looked at her own body, and then shook her head.

"I don't know about that either. In my data, I remember it not being like this."

"But just now, I knew I had a body, and my database didn't feel like anything was wrong."

"But having a body, I suddenly wanted to try something with you..."

"Kissing..."

"And..."

After saying this, Meiling quickly turned her head away in shyness, her hands clutching her white dress, full of awkwardness.

It wasn't just her body.

Now, even the way Meiling spoke had much less of an AI quality to it; she had become more like a living, breathing person.

This had completely exceeded Fuji's understanding.

A moment later, his eyes widened abruptly.

"Liu Yan..."

He remembered the words Liu Yan had just spoken to him.

"Give us a happy future..."

If Meiling's current state had absolutely nothing to do with Liu Yan, Fuji would absolutely not believe it.

After realizing this, Fuji's whole demeanor visibly relaxed.

Both physically and mentally.

What was this feeling like?

Back in the Third District, when Liu Yan and Zhao Chuang died, Fuji had always remained on edge.

And once Liu Yan and Zhao Chuang were successfully pulled back by him.

This sense of tension and strain would completely disappear.

Now, it was exactly that feeling.

The Liu Yan that Fuji knew in his memories.

Had returned...

From now on, he didn't need to do anything.

However, upon closer thought, Fuji still felt quite awkward.

He always felt like he had been used as a pawn without even realizing it.

...

Walking slowly along the unfamiliar streets, watching the various trains hovering in the air, Liu Yan's expression was somewhat dazed.

This scene was completely unfamiliar to him.

However, there was a hint of familiarity to it as well.

Because, in the initial world, after GTI cooperated with Hafke and Asara.

Jacob and Romisius had once told Liu Yan about these futures that only existed in fantasy.

Although those worlds were fake, the emotions and dreams were real.

While lost in thought, Liu Yan had arrived in front of a building he had never seen before.

He knew clearly who was inside.

"Facial recognition failed."

"Facial recognition successful."

Relying on the Military Control Terminal, Liu Yan walked inside without any obstruction.

Inside the room, Jacob was watching the large screen in front of him, which was densely packed with various policies.

Happiness index. Average wealth. Home and car ownership rates.

Hearing footsteps behind him, Jacob let out a long sigh.

"Demulan, you don't need to come and plead for Romisius anymore."

"I have already said it many times, the events of other parallel worlds have nothing to do with us."

"We don't have designs on them, but that doesn't mean they won't have designs on us."

"Hide yourselves well; everything else has nothing to do with us."

"Perhaps if we lock him up for a few more years, he will be able to understand this truth."

"It's me." Liu Yan spoke slowly, interrupting Jacob.

The latter turned his head in surprise.

The moment he saw Liu Yan's face, Jacob stood up and took two steps back as if reacting to a stressor.

Then he noticed Liu Yan's eyes.

Jacob knew the look in those two eyes all too well!

But now, this gaze was much more restrained... compared to before.

Looking at Jacob in front of him, Liu Yan's heart was filled with mixed emotions.

If it were before, Liu Yan would have killed him without hesitation.

But in the experiences within those fake worlds.

Liu Yan had stood on the same side as Jacob at least 200,000 times.

Even though he was his most hated enemy.

Yet in the process of his amnesia, he had gradually discovered that the other party didn't seem that bad...

If it weren't for Reis meddling with all that shady business, Jacob would never have reached this point.

But now, from Liu Yan's perspective, he was familiar with Jacob, and the two had cooperated for mutual benefit many times.

But from Jacob's current perspective.

Liu Yan was a genuine enemy; he hadn't experienced those fake worlds with Liu Yan.

In his eyes, Liu Yan had come back for revenge!

The next second, several droplet-shaped objects in the room flew toward Liu Yan simultaneously!

Ding, ding, ding————!!

The sound of "heaven is round, earth is square" rang out continuously.

Immediately after, an indistinct ripple from the ceiling struck toward Liu Yan!

Liu Yan's body was instantly compressed and collapsed into a two-dimensional image.

However, the next second, Liu Yan's body restored itself to its original state.

"What?" Seeing this scene, Jacob's pupils trembled wildly.

To him, this was no different from seeing a ghost.

Watching Jacob look as if he were facing a formidable enemy, Liu Yan took a deep breath and then sighed:

"Should I really spare you or not..."

From Liu Yan's perspective, those experiences in the fake worlds were also of the real Jacob.

Those experiences were enough for Liu Yan to have forgiven him long ago.

But what about in reality?

The things Jacob had done had actually happened.

Although they were a mix of good and bad.

Yes, the surviving residents might live happy lives from here on out.

But what about their families?

What about the countless predecessors and compatriots who resisted?

This history was real.

Liu Yan had no way to forgive Jacob on behalf of those people.

After thinking it over, Liu Yan slowly lifted the tear of the ocean in his hand.

A light flashed on the tear of the ocean.

The next second.

Jacob increased the intensity of the defensive facilities in the room!

Instantly, from above, below, left, right, front, and back, six ripples struck toward Liu Yan simultaneously!

The moment the ripples touched Liu Yan, they began to shrink!

And Liu Yan was dragged along by this cubic structure as it shrank!

Until finally, Liu Yan's body completely disintegrated into particles.

Under Jacob's gaze.

Those particles instantly shattered on the spot!

Jacob hurriedly checked the vital signs in the room carefully.

After confirming there were absolutely no vital signs.

Jacob let out a sigh of relief.

Liu Yan... was dead.

He should have done this a long time ago, and then the things that followed wouldn't have happened.

But fortunately, the current level of technology had improved once again.

And Liu Yan had lost to him once again.

After confirming there were no more obstacles, Jacob continued to busy himself.

The moment he turned around.

Behind him was not the previous holographic screen.

But...

"Dad, Mom?"

At the doorway, Jacob's parents had already gotten dressed and seemed to be urging him to hurry up and leave together.

Jacob turned his head and looked at the mirror on his right.

It was... a teenage boy.

Only then did Jacob slap his forehead.

He finally remembered.

Today was the day to go with his parents to perform humanitarian relief!