"You can't eat anymore."
Silvan turned to the side lazily. He reached his arm over the armrest of the chair and patted the ground. "You've put on a lot of weight recently."
The brownish-red land that was sparsely dotted with wildflowers only responded with silence. The sound of the wind passed by in the distance, leaving ripples in the air.
A silent mountain hung upside down in the sky, floating on the horizon. It looked as if it would come crashing down at any moment, shattering the earth and drowning out his soft voice. However, before that moment happened in his imagination, there was only silence surrounding Silvan.
"I sound like an old man who likes to pick a girl's figure." He paused for a moment and laughed hoarsely. "... Although I am indeed an old man now."
The queen beneath his feet remained silent, as if she was really unhappy.
This time, when Silvan woke up, he looked at his reflection in a silver mirror weapon. He realized that he looked at least forty years old. Of course, that was the age of a normal person. If he were to calculate his age based on a posthuman's age … Silvan pondered for a moment, but he could not figure it out. He would never be able to accurately know how old he was.
The thin layer of fullness on his cheeks had faded away. The lines of his facial bones were like exquisitely carved sculptures that floated up from the stone. They were cold and clean, and the undulations were astonishing. If it wasn't for the fact that people often talked to him about his appearance, Silvan would have forgotten that there was something unusual about his appearance. This time, he only looked at his reflection for a moment before he put away the mirror weapon. He looked at his appearance so that he could roughly figure out which part of his life he was currently in.
If there was anything different, it would be that he found that his every movement seemed to be more relaxed and relaxed. It was as if every movement he made was surrounded by clouds and the wind. Naturally, he was no longer in a hurry. Time had melted away the passion and eagerness of his youth. Vaguely, he already had the right to be dismissive of fate.
Every time he switched between a life segment, it would be a little difficult to adapt to it. Even if he was going from old to young, or from young to middle-aged, he would still need some time to adapt to the change. However, this time, the change was not that big for Silvan. After he looked around his surroundings, he suddenly laughed.
"So I misunderstood at that time?" The more he laughed, the more he couldn't control himself. Because to him, this was indeed a very amusing matter. But in the universe, the only person who could understand this amusing matter was himself. "I always knew that the Munitions Factory would always be mine … but it doesn't seem to be that way."
He could not even explain to anyone what he found interesting — there was no one around him except for the queen at his feet. Now, it had grown into a real small planet.
"Looks like I did a good job." Every time he spoke to the Queen, he would pat it gently, even though the ground he touched was only the size of a palm. The Queen was hidden in the core of the earth, and he did not know if it could sense him. "Not only have I helped you become a real planet, but I've also developed it to the point where it can meet the basic needs of human life."
The munitions factory he dug out from Heaven Underworld had already taken root in the Queen's body.
He did not know how many years he had spent, but with the Munitions Factory branch he had seized as the foundation, he had expanded and developed it into a huge facility that was almost omnipotent.
Silvan always knew that he would own the Munitions Factory. When he was 20 years old, he had told Lin Sanjiu that it was not ambition, but reality. He just did not expect that he would own a piece of the Munitions Factory, and that it would grow from that piece into a gigantic structure that did not resemble the Munitions Factory at all.
Aside from the original functions of the Munitions Factory, this city of machinery and steel had also spawned many different branches. Some of them were trivial details that the Munitions Factory would not have cared about. For example, it had facilities to produce basic supplies such as clean water, food, clothing, and other basic supplies. It also had well-equipped human residences, a docking bay for Exodus, and even a maintenance port and a giant frame. Even though it was not yet completed.
In a time that he had not experienced, the Queen had swum to a place near a bright star, so she began to have the distinction between day and night. From this position, if one stood on the ground, they could see the giant meteorite floating in the sky. It was like an upside-down mountain, quietly hovering above the horizon. No matter how many times he looked at it, he could not help but feel as if the world was about to collapse.
Perhaps Lin Sanjiu would like this view … When he woke up, he had enjoyed it for quite a while.
The next question was, was there anyone else on the Queen other than him?
Or should he ask, was Lin Sanjiu here?
Silvan spent a day or two before he finally confirmed that he was the only one on the Queen's body. Even though the Queen and everything on the Queen's body had been prepared, for some reason, Lin Sanjiu was not here yet.
Could it be that his idea didn't work? He had told Ji Shanqing that he would find a way to keep Lin Sanjiu here so that she would not be swept away by the flood … His idea should work, otherwise, he wouldn't have appeared on the Queen's body. So why wasn't she here?
Was it because it wasn't time yet?
As he thought about it, he took out his mirrored weapon and looked at his own face. He was not mistaken. He was indeed older and more mature than the previous life slice. There was a faint smile line at the corner of his mouth. Even when he wasn't smiling, it was biting into his skin.
Judging by the age and appearance of an ordinary person, he remembered that the last period of his life was between the ages of twenty to thirty. It was hard to tell which years it was, but it was still a long and continuous period of time. This was the second time he had experienced the period between 20 to 30 years old. The first time was also very long, and it happened to be when Lin Sanjiu first met him at Kisaragi Station.
He couldn't forget the moment when he saw Lin Sanjiu's higher consciousness form back into her human form.
At that time, he couldn't remember Lin Sanjiu's appearance, but with one glance, he felt that it was the woman in front of him. She was so young, and she was as old as he was now.
After that, every time Silvan saw Lin Sanjiu again, he had a stronger feeling that it was Lin Sanjiu. Eventually, this feeling became a matter of course, a sense of belonging.
At the end of his previous life slice — of course, he didn't know that it was already the end of his previous life slice — he met an extremely possessive person called Ji Shanqing. They went to the modern world to rescue Lin Sanjiu. Then, they drifted into a game world. It was in that game world that his previous life slice ended.
He felt like he was running away from the Blue Wall Man and panting in a room with an elephant. When he woke up after a nap, he was already a middle-aged man.
He didn't know how many years had passed between his previous life slice and his current life slice, but the memories that he should have had during those years were all like a dream that he had in one night. When he woke up, he only had a vague outline of the dream, but it wasn't as clear and vivid as the other memories. This was because that life slice had been skipped, and he hadn't lived through it.
It was as if he only had a vague outline of a story. There were only two or three sentences that hadn't been added into the plot. It could be said that he remembered, but at the same time, he didn't remember. He remembered because a 40-year-old would definitely remember things that happened when he was 10, but he didn't remember because he hadn't lived through the time when he was 10.
However, if his life was really a story, the storyteller would have a headache. One part was a story, and the other was a skeleton. One was vivid, and the other was blurry. One was bright, and the other was dark … His life had been cut into many parts by the flood. He couldn't control when he would start living in which part.
Other people lived from a toddler to an old man, but he didn't. "Silvan" was actually a soul. He would be randomly inserted into any slice in the timeline.
At the moment, he only knew that he would live until he was at least 60 years old. Or rather, he would look like a normal person when they were 60 years old. This was because his first life slice started when he was 60 years old, and it lasted for more than five years. The next one was about 15 years old, and the next one was about 50 years old.
However, the only thing that was inserted into the slices was his own life. The flow of time for other people, or rather, the flow of time for the world, seemed to be normal. If the flow of time for other people was like Lin Sanjiu, and if Lin Sanjiu's lifeline was like a book, then Silvan's status was like a bookmark. No matter how many times he took it out and put it back, no matter where he was, it wouldn't affect the continuity of the book.
However, he couldn't be as close as a bookmark.
He once told her that she was separated from him by a strait.
Lin Sanjiu walked on the coast in the distance, but he could only float in the dark seawater. The last time he floated, he saw Lin Sanjiu. This time, when he floated, there was only himself and the endless seawater. He didn't know how old Lin Sanjiu was, where she was, or what she was doing during this period of time. All he could do was linger on the queen's back, preparing and waiting.
However, he wasn't worried.
This was because Silvan had seen the beginning of the book, and he also remembered the ending of the book.
"This chapter is too difficult. When I was writing it, I felt like I didn't know Chinese at all. I tried my best to express the ideas in my head, but I just couldn't get it right. I didn't know if I could express it clearly … In the end, I finally settled on the current version. "It's really my grandma's blessing to be able to finish writing Silvan within two hours after sending the anti-theft warning …"
"Anyway, another big hole has been filled! Let's have a piece of cake to celebrate! "
(End of Chapter)
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