Transformed into a heartthrob's simp, every day is a battleground.

Chapter 353 We Will Meet Again

Broccoli: ...

He felt that Yan Xun's words made a lot of sense, and that he had been careless.

"So what are you planning to do?" Broccoli asked. "Stay put? Sit and wait to die?"

"That's quite funny," Yan Xun couldn't help but say. "Didn't you stipulate that I can't leave until my angel wings have fully grown?"

"It wasn't me," Broccoli said. "The task I gave you was simply to send him back to the Angel Church."

Yan Xun looked at the main system with suspicion, clearly not very trusting.

"If I want to keep you in this instance, I'll only issue the fourth quest," the main system said. "He did something shady."

Although the angel has forgotten many things, a tiny bit of... disgust for you remains.

"That means I'm quite successful," Yan Xun said.

The main system didn't quite understand his thought process.

"It can make this mysterious entity disgusted, but you can't get rid of it..." Yan Xun said, "I could write a guide and sell it on a forum, and it would become a bestseller."

"Didn't we say before that these mysterious entities can't just enter the instance?" Yan Xun questioned the system, "Then what is this?"

[The mysterious entity cannot enter the instance; it must find a vessel to enter.] The main system says, [In the Evil Spirit Sea instance, didn't the Sun God also descend using your body?]

"The angel who reincarnated into this world possesses only a tiny fraction of consciousness; this body's power is insufficient to break through this world," the main system explained. "But if he absorbs too much faith..."

That's a different matter.

"For Vincent, is this just a game?" Yan Xun asked, "a game he can quit at any time?"

"Yes," the main system replied.

"Are we Vincent's future?" Yan Xun asked tentatively, worried that the main system might deliberately hide it.

【Yes. 】

Yan Xun hadn't expected the main system to be so honest—these were originally just his speculations, but the main system's answer had allowed him to pinpoint part of the truth.

If he wasn't mistaken, his original world had probably also fallen into such a game.

The main system says they are Vincent's future, which also means that Vincent's civilization will eventually be destroyed, and the survivors will enter this large-scale survival game together.

Yan Xun still couldn't quite figure out why they ended up entering the game at the end.

Xie San and Vincent had both mentioned the divine kingdom and wanted to nurture a more powerful "god"... He then recalled the main system's mention of the big fish eating the small fish.

“So in my world…” Yan Xun began thoughtfully, “there is also a prophesied end of the world. Before that time, we must raise a god in order to fight against those things?”

According to Lan Jin's memories, Mao Qiu was always very weak, and whenever he occasionally appeared, he would be bullied by Yan Xun's classmates.

They all knew about Maoqiu's existence and found it unbelievable that Yan Xun had been keeping Maoqiu as a pet. Their assessment of Maoqiu was that it was "weak and pathetic."

With so few memories of this part, Yan Xun could only deduce that in his world at that time, many people were raising "gods." These "gods" could devour and absorb each other. To make their own gods stronger, they either had to devour others' gods or gain more faith in their own gods... or, like Xie San, they might use some evil and unorthodox methods.

What about yourself?

In Lan Jin's memory, Yan Xun was still a high school student, raising a very weak furball that could be flicked away with a finger.

In the basement of the unfinished villa within the system, there were some emergency supplies... Yan Xun guessed that he had already graduated when the apocalypse occurred, and that something must have happened between the apocalypse and entering the game, but he couldn't remember it at all.

"Never mind," Yan Xun sighed.

Anyway, he's sitting here deep in thought right now, but he can't come up with anything.

Perhaps when Gui Yuchong wakes up, he will be able to gain more memories.

"Are you sure I can leave this instance once the angel grows all its wings?" Yan Xun confirmed the information with the main system again.

"Yes," the main system said.

"As long as I leave the instance, I can revive on the spot even if I'm at low health?"

"Yes." The main system nodded. "As long as you leave the dungeon, you'll be fully healed."

……

As night fell, Yan Xun followed the newsboy slowly toward the secret passage he had mentioned.

They passed some believers along the way, but thankfully without any serious danger, and finally arrived at a secret passage—

"Are you sure this is the place?" Yan Xun looked at the passage that resembled a cellar.

"Yes," the newsboy nodded firmly. "I'm sure."

He urged Yan Xun, "Let's go inside quickly."

"Otherwise it will be dawn soon."

Yan Xun glanced at the moon overhead and thought the newsboy was quite good at lying through his teeth. He sighed a few times in his heart before following the newsboy slowly toward the "secret passage".

The newsboy took a few steps and then turned back, seemingly worried that Yan Xun would notice something was wrong and run away.

Yan Xun pretended not to know, "Are you sure this is the right road?"

"I feel like we've gone to the wrong place."

He approached the newsboy and said, "Why don't we go back?"

"We can't go back!" the newsboy exclaimed, looking up at Yan Xun. "This is the right way..."

He looked up and met Yan Xun's gaze, his eyes showing no trace of guilt in trying to deceive her—because he felt he was helping the angel test Yan Xun.

If Yan Xun's faith were pure and unwavering, she wouldn't have wanted to run away upon hearing his words.

If Yan Xun could read his mind, he would most likely say that he was talking nonsense.

He didn't believe in the Bone Angels at all, so how can you talk about whether his faith is firm or not?

The newsboy felt no remorse whatsoever; he even felt that he had helped the angels eliminate an unstable factor.

He led Yan Xun forward, and soon the secret passage came to an end. In front of the passage was a ladder that could be climbed—somewhat like a sewer facility.

The newsboy immediately stepped forward and gestured for Yan Xun to follow behind him.

A few minutes later, the newsboy opened the cover of the passage and climbed up. Yan Xun sighed inwardly, but he had no choice but to follow the script and obediently followed behind the newsboy, sticking his body out of the passage.

—As expected, I saw Vincent and the angel.

The angel looked down at him, while Vincent wore an expression of deep sorrow.

Yan Xun slowly crawled out, "Ah, I'm so scared."

"Why are you here?" he said expressionlessly, glancing at the newsboy hiding in the corner. "You betrayed me."

"You betrayed the Church of Angels first!" the newsboy couldn't help but say.

Yan Xun ignored him and simply looked around the room, not understanding where he had been taken.

The room seemed to be made of flesh and blood, with vines resembling blood vessels on the walls, the entire room was red, and there were things on the floor that looked like chunks of meat.

Yan Xun glanced at it and then looked away.

"You want to kill me?" he asked the angel.

The angel looked at Yan Xun, who appeared to be a young man. He neither answered nor denied Yan Xun's question, but the vein-like vines instantly bound Yan Xun's body.

The vines carried Yan Xun to the angel.

The angel stretched out a finger and cut open the skin of Yan Xun's arm—blood flowed down Yan Xun's arm and was quickly absorbed by the vines.

Soon, the vines seemed no longer content with absorbing the flowing blood; they slowly penetrated deep into Yan Xun's skin, as if trying to completely parasitize it.

During this process of sucking blood, the angel slowly grew a fifth wing.

Vincent watched in amazement, clicking his tongue in wonder, "Why is your blood so special?"

He looked at Yan Xun, "Because you entered this game in a different way than I did?"

Yan Xun could only move his fingers at this moment. He beckoned to Vincent with his finger, "Last night, I had a precognitive dream."

"Did you know you'd die today?" Vincent took off his glasses and said, half-jokingly.

"No," Yan Xun said.

"Precognitive dreams related to you."

The vines continued to penetrate his skin, as if trying to connect with his bones and blood, greedily drawing power from the blue gold within his body.

The pain and dizziness from blood loss made Yan Xun feel lightheaded. He watched helplessly as the angel grew a little bigger, and its last wings finally grew out.

The vine finally pulled itself out of Yan Xun's skin, but it still lingered around him with some reluctance, as if looking for an opportunity to take another bite.

Vincent watched as the angel's last wing grew, and the joy of the mission's imminent completion gave him the leisure to listen to Yan Xun's dying words.

He leaned closer to Yan Xun, "What kind of precognitive dream?"

Yan Xun lowered his head and looked at Vincent, "I knew you would die today."

Vincent laughed upon hearing this, "Then it seems your precognitive dream wasn't very accurate..."

But before he could finish speaking, a familiar vine had already wrapped around his head.

Before he could even process what he was seeing, the vine had already ripped his head apart.

The headless corpse, having lost its support, quickly collapsed onto the blood-soaked ground...

The angel put Yan Xun down, saying, "Mom."

He stepped forward and supported Yan Xun, who was suffering from severe blood loss. "He's dead."

Yan Xun made a stop gesture. "I'll say it again, I'm not your mother."

The angel ignored what Yan Xun said, kicked Vincent's corpse aside, and led Yan Xun away from the enclosed room. The newsboy in the corner was somewhat at a loss, but the people present had no time to care about him.

When Yan Xun left the room with the help of the angel, he realized that he was actually in the holy site of the Angel Church.

The church was very quiet at this time. Apart from the newsboys, no one knew that their leader, Vincent, had died tragically in the Holy Land.

A little while earlier, after the newsboy left, the angel returned to the room. Without waiting for Yan Xun to ask, he told Yan Xun the truth about Vincent's plan.

Yan Xun hadn't expected these two sham partners to break up so quickly, but he still had to feign surprise. "Why did Vincent do this?"

"He wanted me to grow up quickly."

The angel knelt before Yan Xun, resting its head on Yan Xun's knees. "Only when I grow up... will I be a true angel of bones."

Yan Xun looked at the platinum-blonde head on his lap and resisted the urge to push him away. "So what am I supposed to do?"

"You sound like you already have a plan."

The angel looked up at Yan Xun and shared his thoughts.

"So you want me to pretend to be fooled, and then use that as an excuse to get rid of Vincent?"

The angel nodded.

“I won’t hurt you,” he said to Yan Xun. “I just want… to gain some more power.”

He looked at Yan Xun and said, "As long as I grow all my wings."

"You can also control the Church of Angels."

Yan Xun finally understood what the angel meant—he hoped that he could become Vincent's successor.

“But I don’t believe in any gods,” Yan Xun said.

He looked at the angel, "Including you."

He was curious about the angel's reaction... If it were the one in the Garden of Bones, he felt he would turn into mincemeat in the next second.

But the angel did nothing; he simply told Yan Xun, "You don't have to believe in me."

"That's not me either."

Yan Xun had heard of stories where reincarnated people felt that their past lives had nothing to do with them, and that they were two completely different individuals.

But the relationship between the angel and the one in the Garden of Bones is not a simple reincarnation—they are essentially one.

Once the angel leaves this world, he will become the one in the Garden of Bones, nourishing the damaged body with the faith he gained from this world.

The angel frowned, seemingly pondering his relationship with the one in the Garden of Bones.

“You can think of Him as my father…”

"Stop." Yan Xun immediately made a stop gesture.

If, according to the angel, she was his mother and the one in the Garden of Bones was his father… Yan Xun couldn’t help but shudder, realizing for the first time how powerful words could be.

"I promise you." Anyway, he would leave the instance once the angel grew wings, Yan Xun thought without any guilt.

"As long as you stop spreading rumors about me."

The angel didn't understand how her words had anything to do with spreading rumors, but she felt a little relieved when she heard that Yan Xun had agreed to her request.

His thinking was very simple. He hated that the bespectacled man was scheming against Yan Xun, but he also wanted Yan Xun to stay by his side. So the best way he could think of was to have Yan Xun replace Vincent.

The angel who left the holy land with Yan Xun was both immersed in the satisfaction of being filled with power and felt a growing disgust and hatred for Yan Xun in his heart—he knew that it might come from himself in the Garden of Bones.

When he grew another pair of wings, that disgust and anger became even clearer.

It's as if a voice is telling him that he's a liar!

He's a thief!

You can't believe anything he says.

The angel shook his head, shaking off those chaotic thoughts. He watched as Yan Xun beside him took out a lighter from his pocket under the cover of night... He recognized the lighter, but he didn't understand why Yan Xun was taking it out now.

"You want to smoke...?" Tian asked, using his limited common sense.

“Not now,” Yan Xun said.

He took out the wooden amulet that Qin Ke had traded to him on the Terror Ship from his backpack—burning this amulet would grant him divine protection once—too powerful a mysterious being wouldn't work, but it was just right for the angel at this moment.

As he burned his amulet, the main system prepared to remove him from the instance.

The angels seemed to have finally realized something, and those vein-like vines immediately appeared, but they could not penetrate the protective shield of the amulet.

Yan Xun threw the still-burning lighter on the ground. The lighter, capable of burning anything, ignited the lawn, and the fire quickly spread, soon reaching the hem of the angel's clothes.

The vines kept attacking the protective shield around Yan Xun. While cursing the system in his heart for not letting him leave, Yan Xun pretended to be calm and looked at the angel.

The angel seemed to finally realize that his vines could not penetrate the protective shield around him.

He finally stopped the vines' attack, and then he did something that Yan Xun couldn't understand—

He reached out and tore off one of his wings.

Then another one appeared.

The angel, having lost its wings, shrank once again in Yan Xun's sight...

Beneath his feet were the wings he had torn off, which were quickly engulfed by the swirling flames.

Yan Xun finally understood something from his behavior—the angel probably felt that he had abandoned him because of his insatiable greed.

Because he had stopped the angel from tearing off the wings while they were on the sofa, the angel thought that Yan Xun would stop him again this time.

The system's teleportation finally took effect. The last thing Yan Xun saw before leaving the instance was a young angel with only one wing remaining in the sea of ​​fire.

He looked up at the disappearing Yan Xun and said, "Yan Xun thought he shouldn't be able to hear me, but he still understood the angel's lips:"

We'll meet again.