The drizzle dampened the weary streets.
The congested traffic did not move an inch.
When Feng Bujue came back to his senses, he was already sitting in the back seat of a taxi.
The smell of vomit wafted into his nose, causing him to quickly wake up.
His gaze first fell on the window. Through the water stained glass, he could only see a murky scenery. Strange shadows flitted by outside the window. He did not know if they were human figures, car figures … or something else.
"We are almost there. Don't worry." A few seconds later, a man's voice suddenly came from the driver's seat.
"Where are we going?" Feng Bujue asked without hesitation.
"Where you should be," the man replied. "All journeys should have an end, right?"
Feng Bujue did not comment further on the man's answer. The next second, he asked a more direct question, "Are you 'God'?"
While asking this question, Feng Bujue tried to get up to take a closer look at the man's appearance.
However, he soon realized that no matter what he did, his body seemed to be nailed to the back seat. He couldn't control his body at all. At most, he could only see the part of the driver's body below his neck through the rearview mirror.
"'God', huh …" On the other side, the driver muttered thoughtfully, "You can say that … But, as you said earlier, if you were in my dimension, I would probably be an ordinary person with poor executive ability."
"Why don't you stop 'Fate'?" Feng Bujue quickly asked.
"Ah … You see, I'm stuck in a traffic jam." The driver's response was somewhat irrelevant.
"Is it really okay for you to be so leisurely?" Feng Bujue's tone became heavier as he asked, "After the dimensional erosion is complete, 'Fate' will replace you. When that time comes, where will you go?"
"Heh …" The driver heard this and laughed, "Then I might as well ask you a question … When you sit in front of a screen and play a game, in reality, will you suffer any substantial harm due to the death of your game character?"
These words caused Feng Bujue's expression to change.
"You …" Brother Jue still wanted to say something.
But before he could say anything, Driver cut in, "That's right. To me, this world, this universe, and even the Multiverse … are all similar concepts …" He paused. "Since I never existed here, why should I talk about where to go?"
Feng Bujue was silent for a full minute.
A minute later, he asked again, "Then … is' I 'important to you?"
He suddenly asked a somewhat strange question, but in fact … the fact that he asked this meant that he understood what the other party was talking about.
The driver heaved a long sigh. "Ah … Of course it's very important."
"Then why are you doing this to me? Why did you destroy the things that I cherish? "Feng Bujue questioned.
"Don't you think it's childish of you to ask such a question?" The driver replied with a slightly disappointed tone. "Compared to what you have naturally gained and what you have lost, which is more important?"
He paused for half a second before raising his voice slightly. "When you and I sit here chatting, Shi Long is bleeding to protect his family … Brother Ma is being attacked by a swarm of monsters for a group of people he has never met … Jin Fugui, Hong Hu, Uncle Worthless, and the players you saw on the scorched earth have all lost everything, including their own lives.
"These people … these 'not so important' people, who would care about the suffering they have gone through? Who would question 'why' for them? "
At this point, the driver let out a long breath and stretched his neck before continuing, "You … want to save everyone, save the whole world … But if I tell you now that you can only choose between 'the whole world' and 'the things that you cherish', what will you choose? More importantly, if this choice was destined from the start, then do you understand … the meaning of this choice? "
"I don't understand … I don't want to understand, and I won't understand." Feng Bujue replied coldly. "Consider it as me begging you … reseal my fear so that I can do what you want me to do."
"It's useless …" the driver said. "What my 'hope' is doesn't matter at all. I can no longer decide where you will go …"
"So … it is not a coincidence that we are in this stinking 'taxi'." Feng Bujue said, "Even you have to admit … I am the one who decides where to go, and you are just the one who is responsible for bringing me there."
"Yes," the driver replied.
Feng Bujue repeated sternly, "Then, I hope you can reseal my fear …"
"Fear …" the driver interrupted Brother Jue again and said, "… is not something that exists in reality. 'Fear' only exists in people's consciousness. It is a purely imaginary entity. It makes people fearful and alert of things that do not exist in reality, or may never exist in the future … "
"'Danger' is an objective existence, and 'fear' is just a choice."
Screech!
Just as the driver said the word 'choice', suddenly, there was a sharp screech of brakes coming from the side of the car where Feng Bujue was sitting.
Before Brother Jue could react, a violent impact accompanied by a loud bang made him lose consciousness.
…
The quiet black space seemed to be endless nothingness.
When Feng Bujue 'woke up' again, he found himself in this space.
In front of him stood a figure, a half-blended figure in the black void.
"Come on, make your choice." Even though the figure was very close to him, he still could not see the appearance of the figure. However, from the voice, he knew that he was the 'driver' just now.
As soon as he finished speaking, a black guillotine appeared on Feng Bujue's left.
"Choosing the guillotine will create a universe where 'Feng Bujue does not exist'," the figure said. "In that universe, you were never born. Everyone you know or don't know will live a life that has nothing to do with you. And you … will return to nothingness, and no one will remember you in any form." He paused for a second and added, "In such a universe, 'Fate's' plan will naturally end in failure at a very early stage."
After he finished speaking, another black throne appeared on Feng Bujue's right.
"Choosing the throne will create a universe where 'Feng Bujue stopped' Fate '," the figure said. "In that universe, you successfully killed 'Fate' before the end of the dimensional erosion. However, the broken world can no longer be restored … You will become the savior and ruler of mankind as the 'Candidate Game Winner' … In a world full of monsters, you will lead the survivors to rebuild civilization."
Immediately after, a black bed appeared behind Feng Bujue.
"Of course, you can also choose the bed." The figure continued, "That way … you will return to fifteen months ago, to the day you lost your fear. You will wake up from a 'dream' with all your memories and start your journey anew."
After saying these three 'choices', the figure did not say anything else. He just stood there quietly, waiting for Feng Bujue … to make his decision.
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