Chapter 110: Star Chasing Journey (30)
Liu Sheng saw herself sitting in the seat, her neck twisted unnaturally backward, her eyes wide open, staring upwards.
The light from the Spiritual Pearl Lamp illuminated her already cloudy eyes, making them as clear as grey glass beads.
“Am I dead?”
“What does that mean?”
“Were we dead from the very beginning?”
“Impossible, I don’t believe it.”
“What’s your reason for not believing?”
“I couldn’t possibly have made up so many things, like quantum mechanics, Schrödinger’s Cat; I never studied them, I only have a superficial understanding.”
“Maybe this is what I made up?”
“That’s why I can’t explain the true principles.”
“That’s why there’s no derivation process.”
“Don’t waver; once you believe that, the reality might collapse into the side of death.”
“Still talking about quantum theory? Does that stuff really exist?”
“Stop talking,” Liu Sheng finally couldn’t help but tell herself in her mind to shut up.
She couldn’t think about it anymore.
She retreated step by step, treading on sticky blood, out of the flying vehicle.
The surrounding black mist seemed to gradually thicken again, slowly surging up.
All of Liu Sheng’s strength seemed to drain away in an instant, and she sat weakly beside the flying vehicle.
She knew there were some things she shouldn’t think about, but her overly active mind couldn’t help but analyze them.
Am I already dead? Were we dead from the moment we fell here?
What “Star Chasing Journey,” what Universe Exploration Travel Agency, what Li Mingzhu, what Professor Tang—are they all just dreams woven by the remaining active brain cells in my mind after I died?
Is that why it’s so bizarre?
So, is there no such thing as a box either?
Was my effort to keep everyone alive just a dream?
What am I now?
A soul body?
A weird object?
Liu Sheng leaned back in despair, and then with a “clang,” something hard on her head hit the body of the flying vehicle, then knocked against her head.
The continuous aftershocks made her head buzz.
She reached up and touched her head; it was the iron pot.
It turned out she was still wearing it, that ridiculous iron pot.
She took the iron pot off, holding it in both hands, marveling at her truly rich imagination, capable of conceiving even such absurd things.
However, the craftsmanship of this iron pot was truly exquisite; the bottom was as shiny as a mirror.
Liu Sheng looked down at the face reflected in the bottom of the pot; although a bit blurry, she could still discern the bitterness on the face from the drooping corners of the eyes and mouth.
Behind her face was the black night sky, and a bright line ran through both sides of her skull.
Wait!
Stars forming a line!
She finally waited for it!
What was her original plan again?
Liu Sheng looked up at the deep black night beside the stars, narrowing her eyes.
She decisively put the pot back on her head, quickly ran into the flying vehicle, and closed the door.
She heard it couldn’t move, but she didn’t care; since Li Mingzhu might be fake anyway, why bother with what she said?
She sat panting in the front, not looking at the eight terrifying corpses behind her.
If everything had already gone in the worst direction, then she would take advantage of this last chance to verify that thing she had been thinking about for a long time.
So, Spiritual Qi activated, and the flying vehicle started.
Then, it ascended.
All acceleration arrays activated, and the flying vehicle shot towards the sky at a strange angle.
The immense pressure made Liu Sheng feel her chest being squeezed, making it hard to breathe, and her back was pressed tightly against the seat.
Liu Sheng didn’t even open the shield; she only activated the stability, flight, and acceleration arrays, dedicating all efficiency to accelerating upwards.
She didn’t know how high this sky was, and she dared not waste a single bit of Spiritual Qi.
“No calculations or preparation, just going straight up.”
“Can’t calculate anymore, let’s just go with the flow.”
“Anyway, we’re already dead, let’s just play it out.”
Liu Sheng and her inner selves were not panicked at all, calmly accepting their fate.
Although it was the first time doing something so reckless, there was nothing left to be afraid of.
Just do their best.
It really did seem like they had done their best; the flying vehicle’s Spiritual Qi storage alert went critical.
Liu Sheng felt several acceleration arrays begin to dim and fail, and the flying vehicle’s acceleration started to decrease.
The star line, which was rapidly approaching, now saw its closing speed slowly drop.
So close yet so far, Liu Sheng watched the star line gradually scatter, knowing that the box was about to be closed again.
Just a little bit more!
“No! I’m not reconciled!”
Who knew how long she would have to wait if she missed this chance?
Would she even have another chance?
“Can’t this vehicle be more powerful?!”
“No way, it was originally designed to fly horizontally, but it’s being forced to fly vertically; it’s trying really hard.”
“And its shape isn’t very suitable for flying upwards, not to mention it doesn’t have a streamlined front, but a dented head; it’s already doing well to fly like this.”
“Yes, yes, so what about our unwillingness?”
“Hmm… don’t worry, a great master is coming to save us.”
Liu Sheng suddenly felt the entire flying vehicle’s upward momentum being directly halted; it stopped abruptly in mid-air, as if someone had grabbed the entire flying vehicle in their hand.
“Sister, Sister, I’ve come to help you!”
Familiar, tender voices layered, many Doll Trees were calling her.
But Liu Sheng looked left and right, unable to see where the Doll Tree was.
“Sister, hold on tight!”
Before Liu Sheng could react, she, along with the entire flying vehicle, was flung upwards, and unlike the previous steady flight, now she was being thrown.
If Liu Sheng hadn’t promptly summoned Little Tentacle to entwine herself and the flying vehicle together, she might have already been smashed into a pulp inside.
She did the same with the corpses, tying them to their seats.
She certainly didn’t want intestines flying onto her face while she was flying.
A small tentacle emerged, rubbing against Liu Sheng’s face with affection.
“I’m sorry, I actually forgot about you,” Liu Sheng said apologetically.
Then she extended a thin tentacle through an irregular gap in the vehicle door, revealing a small eye to look down.
Between heaven and earth, a giant tree stood towering.
It was bare, with few leaves, only a thick branch constantly waving at her; this must be what grabbed the flying vehicle and threw it upwards.
This sacred and magnificent appearance immediately reminded Liu Sheng of one thing.
Jianmu!
On the trunk of the Jianmu, countless dense little heads bubbled out, like countless small bumps growing on the tree trunk.
Each one showed a pure and lovely smile, shouting “Sister,” “Sister” in her direction, their clear, bell-like voices echoing to the heavens.
“This scene is both heartwarming and eerie.”
“Wuwuwu, the Doll Tree has grown up!”
“It’s not growing up, it’s just merging like terms.”
Liu Sheng was frantically complaining in her mind.
Beneath the Jianmu, there were more than a dozen small figures, but they were too far away to see clearly; in Liu Sheng’s eyes, they quickly went from sesame-sized to ant-sized, then to tiny dots, and finally merged with the ground.
She could barely make out a small village, surrounded by woods and mountains, and within the mountains, a large expanse of black mist.
The most eye-catching, of course, was still the Doll Tree.
Then, all of this suddenly blurred in Liu Sheng’s vision.
Below, was a brilliant galaxy.
Commemorating Sheng Sheng’s second ascent to the heavens!
