Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 280 - 280 37 Interwoven Dreams End_2

280: Chapter 37: Interwoven Dreams (End)_2 280: Chapter 37: Interwoven Dreams (End)_2 “You’ve never loved me!”

The girl madly lunged at the man, only to be pinned to the ground by the white-robed Ninja in an instant.

Shiyu Genmi gazed down from on high at his “daughter.”

“Let me tell you some good news, little princess.”

The ruthless man spoke, just like he used to when telling her stories, just like he used to mock her during experiments.

“In this world, there is baseness, evil, and failure.

Hard work and dreams will be destroyed by misfortune, goodwill and trust will be betrayed.

Love is never given without reason; it can only be traded for what you currently possess.

If you live naively, you will be exploited until you die a tragic death.”

“So, love and kindness are things to keep for yourself alone.”

The white-clothed devil inserted his hands into his pockets, looked down, and the smile on his handsome face sent a chill down one’s spine.

“—The only one you can ever really love in this world is yourself.”

The girl silently watched him, love and hate intertwining in her eyes into a thick black.

Shiyu Genmi laughed heartily as he turned around to meet the gaze of a young man with a cold expression at the door.

“It’s not like that.”

Disregarding principles of how to act or the concepts of right and wrong, an impulse from deep within made him raise his arm.

To deny him.

To reject his words.

To refuse this man.

I won’t allow you to talk like this, I won’t permit the creator of tragedy to smile safely—

I won’t let someone as base as you corrode her heart with your poisonous words!

“—Don’t believe the nonsense of this villain!!”

Murderous intent coalesced into a black and red flowing light, and that glow solidified into an incredibly sharp blade that pierced Shiyu Genmi’s chest!

He swung his sword and cleaved the dream’s illusion, killing the Ninja holding down Shiyu Ling in the process.

Everything around them began to falter under the power of the Final Sword, and the dream was about to collapse.

“Wake up, Shiyu Ling!” he crouched down, grasping the girl’s shoulders, “Your life isn’t just about that scum.

Think about those who have been kind to you, your relatives who truly care about you!

Your siblings love you too!

Shiyu Lianyi has paid such a heavy price just to help you!!”

“I have no family!” Shiyu Ling screamed, “It’s all fake!!”

She had completely broken down.

Everything she had loved the most was a lie, throwing her psyche into extreme instability.

She couldn’t trust anyone anymore, couldn’t believe in anything.

Only the demon’s parting words echoed in her mind…

Gongsun Ce pointed at the corpse not far away: “So are you going to believe that bastard’s words, Shiyu Ling?!”

“What’s left for me to believe in now, tell me!!”

Gongsun Ce looked at the pain-stricken girl as if seeing himself from years ago.

Negative, extreme, self-isolated, staying in dark corners, snarling at everything around him, not letting anyone come close.

He knew well that this was something she couldn’t walk out of alone.

A person in despair couldn’t save themselves.

Unless someone came against the light, rudely and unreasonably pulling her out of the shadows and dragging her into the world under the sun.

“—Hey, Shiyu Ling!”

Gongsun Ce threw the black sword aside.

With the sound of the blade hitting the ground, he stepped forward and wrapped his arms around the crying girl.

“I know you can’t accept my naive thoughts, but I hope you won’t follow what he said…

You can’t become a second Shiyu Genmi!”

Her sobs stopped, and she stood listlessly in the young man’s embrace.

“Your brother still loves you to this day, and he’s risking his life to save yours.

Your landlord is a bit of a ditz, not the best character, but she gets along with you quite well.”

“Eleven years from now, you still have family and friends, and if that’s still not enough—” Gongsun Ce took a deep breath and said firmly: “Then you can trust me.

Even if you doubt or mock me, it doesn’t matter, but I will definitely help you!”

The dream completely shattered, everything in the laboratory was buried in darkness, leaving only this corner where he and the girl remained illuminated.

Gongsun Ce helped the girl stand up, steadying her.

After saying all that he needed to say, he stepped back, waiting for the dream to end.

At this moment, the girl reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes.

“…Don’t go.”

Gongsun Ce rubbed his hair, sighed, and said, “Brother won’t leave, I’ll stay with you until the end.”

Shiyu Ling looked up at him, squeezing out an ugly smile on her face.

In that moment, the last bit of light also faded.

In a daze, he saw the girl in front of him transform into her adult form.

A wave of dizziness assaulted his brain.

After a moment of darkness, he saw the starting point of seven paths appear before him.

Soon after, Gongsun Ce felt his consciousness being compressed into a needle, pulled out toward the periphery.

During this process, a series of strange yet familiar images rushed into his mind: the holding spacecraft in the sky, the debates inside the cell, Kardesia, Aorus, the frenzied words of condemnation, the runaway powers, the black-haired witch breaking into the cell, and her left behind words and that sinister smile…

“!”

Gongsun Ce bolted up from the bed, with the scene of Sakura Town’s inn room entering his sight.

He was lying in the bed of a small inn, his cellphone resting on the bedside table.

The influx of information before Awakening left his head pounding.

What was this…Could it be a dream from the other side?

That beautiful black-haired big sister was Shiyu Ling…

Gongsun Ce slapped himself with telekinesis.

The pain in his face told him this was reality.

However, the dream echoed violently inside his head, becoming part of his memory, the feeling of conflict and pain almost exploded his brain, causing him to groan with his head in his hands.

The experience was as quick as it came, and in less than half a minute, the sense of disorder vanished.

He clutched the blanket tightly, turning to look at Shiyu Ling’s bed on his right.

The black-haired woman met his gaze.

Her pupils looked so much like those of the small child that he inadvertently overlaid the two images in his heart.

“I…” Subconsciously, Gongsun Ce reached his hand forward, wanting to connect with the once vulnerable girl.

But Shiyu Ling’s expression suddenly changed, turning back to the woman who had once fought him atop Dragon Head.

“Don’t look at me like that…”

She pounced fiercely, straddling the young man and choking his neck with all her might.

Shiyu Ling screamed hysterically, “Don’t pity me!!!”

I am human, Shiyu Ling!

Despite all I’ve been through, I’m still a human with feelings.

Having witnessed your past, how could I not feel empathy…

He didn’t voice these thoughts.

He knew the truth would only backfire, once again piercing the vulnerable heart of the other person.

But Gongsun Ce still spoke the truth, a different truth.

He grabbed the woman’s wrists, seizing the moment of her struggle to speak.

“You look very cool when you smile in the wind,” Gongsun Ce curved his lips, “like a witch from a fairy tale.”

“You…” Shiyu Ling was taken aback.

“Really.

I’m enchanted by you.”

“Ha.” Shiyu Ling let out a weak laugh, slowly releasing her grip.

Bit by bit, as if losing her strength, her body slumped onto Gongsun Ce.

Something dampened Gongsun Ce’s chest.

She clung tightly to the young man’s body, her nails digging into his flesh, letting out sporadic sobs.

The grey-haired young man awkwardly lifted his hand, hesitated for a long time, then gently patted her back.

“Stop crying.”

The sobs grew louder, he looked towards the ceiling.

“I’ll help you,” Gongsun Ce whispered, “Stop crying.”