This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous
Chapter 1625 - 695: Return to the Past, Eve of the Final Battle_2

Chapter 1625: Chapter 695: Return to the Past, Eve of the Final Battle_2

"What’s the purpose of going back to the past? Can we still return?" Lin Xue pressed.

"I don’t know..."

"You don’t know?"

"I really don’t know!"

Seeing Lin Xue frown, the scythe moved closer to her, and Red Sleeve hastily added: "All of this was inadvertently revealed by him; he never told me the more specific details."

Lin Xue sneered at her: "You, with your mind-reading abilities, still need him to tell you things?"

Red Sleeve’s expression turned a bit gloomy: "I...can’t read his mind."

"Why?"

"He doesn’t allow it..."

"Ridiculous, just because he doesn’t allow it, you don’t read his mind?"

"He would sense it!" Red Sleeve sighed, somewhat wistfully: "Before assisting me with the fusion of the mind reading Divine Bone, he threatened me with the child, saying that there are some absolute secrets in his heart that must not be known to outsiders. If I dared to try reading his mind, whether I succeeded or not, he would make sure that my child and I would die without a place to be buried..."

"..."

Lin Xue’s expression gradually turned strange after hearing this.

"What’s with that look?" Red Sleeve suddenly noticed a hint of ’sympathy’ in Lin Xue’s gaze towards her, which made her extremely uncomfortable.

"I just think you’re pitiful."

"What do you mean?"

"Don’t you realize that your child is already dead?" Lin Xue said.

Red Sleeve suddenly became agitated after hearing this: "No, my son is not dead! He assured me that he would nurture my child into a talent and then return him to me completely whole!"

"You..."

Lin Xue was stunned, unable to differentiate whether she truly believed this or was simply incapable of accepting the reality, deceiving herself...

"Even if you don’t read his mind, as descendants of the Grim Reaper, our eyes can directly see everyone’s values of good and evil, which represent the core essence of a soul. If your son were alive, you should see two numbers within him, but in reality..." Lin Xue shook her head.

The reason she was so certain Red Sleeve’s child was dead was that in that little boy’s body, there was only one value of good and evil, -129.

This was obviously that old man Zuo Qiu’s value. Although it’s a negative number, it’s not too large, indicating that this person hasn’t reached the point of being completely irredeemable.

"Perhaps...it’s just that the numbers overlapped...after all, we haven’t seen other examples of this kind of soul possession; how do you know there would definitely be two?" Red Sleeve instinctively defended.

Lin Xue didn’t answer, raised her head to glance at Red Sleeve, and suddenly flicked her fingers.

A string flew out, wrapping around Red Sleeve’s face in the blink of an eye, along with Lin Xue’s finger movements, removing the mask from Red Sleeve’s face with the silk string.

"What are you doing?" Red Sleeve was startled, hurriedly turning her face away, trying to cover.

"Sure enough, your appearance has been restored..." Lin Xue sighed.

"So what?" Red Sleeve was somewhat flustered.

"Back then, we were fighting for the Grim Reaper’s legacy in the Tomb of the Death God, both losing our most precious things. My grandmother died because of this, and what you lost was your appearance."

"This isn’t a prank left by the Grim Reaper for his descendants; it’s the price every wielder of the Death God’s power must pay. I once thought this price was fixed, but now, from your example, it’s clear that what is most precious in each person’s heart will shift with the stages of life..."

"That’s why even the Grim Reaper himself throughout history was always alone, without any friends, because anyone he regarded as closest would soon die..."

Lin Xue looked at Red Sleeve’s now normal face: "You once lost your appearance, but now it’s restored, because what’s most precious in your heart has changed from your appearance to your child..."

"No, impossible! My son is still alive; he can’t be dead! That’s just your speculation..." Red Sleeve widened her eyes, her voice rising, striving to refute, but her trembling body already proved she was wavering.

Lin Xue let out a breath; the more she refuted now, the more it proved her feelings for her child.

"It’s unfortunate that as descendants of the Grim Reaper, from the day we gained the Death God’s power, we were destined never to have loved ones again..."

"Whether your son is alive, you only need to confirm by reading his mind when they return."

"However, the precondition is that they can return..."

...

Mu You’s vision gradually returned from the darkness.

Opening his eyes again, he still stood in that Square Altar Cave, his position unchanged.

The cave was empty, with only him alone; the little boy and Ava were nowhere to be seen.

The surrounding storm had settled at some point, but as Mu You turned to look, he quickly discovered something unusual: near the cave’s entrance, he saw a stone suspended mid-air.

Mu You frowned, stepped forward, and took the stone.

It was just an ordinary stone, with no strange energy attached.

Thinking for a moment, Mu You threw the stone out of the cave.

The stone left his hand, and after flying three or four meters, it halted and suspended in mid-air once again.

Mu You raised an eyebrow, finally confirming: he was indeed within the Dead Zone!

"Is it because of that cube?" Mu You recalled the previous scene, pausing for a moment’s thought, and he vaguely understood.