Mingchao: The Survival Journey of a Comedian

Chapter 122 All That I Have Experienced

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After an unknown amount of time, the butterfly, which had been shimmering with silver light, landed on a shore and finally rested on the hand of a wanderer.

And then appeared a woman of unparalleled beauty, her ethereal purple eyes and graceful curves adding to her allure, yet none of them inspired any lustful thoughts.

The other person slowly walked to the wanderer's side, but a rare hint of doubt and panic flashed in her eyes. She hurriedly stood up and looked around, but couldn't find the person she was looking for.

Where is Mo Wunian?

"I clearly... teleported him here too."

"You did teleport him here, but I can't bear to see him lying on this shore with someone else."

"Coast Guardian...you really are still the same as before, afraid to consider the consequences of your actions."

"!!!"

The boy's voice was familiar, but compared to the other person, it carried less restraint and more recklessness. The white hood bobbed with the waves, and the person who had worried the shorekeeper for so long lay quietly in the boy's arms, fast asleep.

"...put him down"

"Why should I? You know, if I hadn't used most of my energy to restrain that old bastard..."

"What makes you think your mastery of space surpasses mine?"

"I just didn't expect you to actually bring him back to this place... really..."

"You can still send him back now."

The hooded man silently tightened his embrace, looking up at the coastline with a hint of ambiguity in his voice:

It seemed to contain a hint of sighing, but also a touch of resentment, but mostly it was an attempt to avoid the topic.

"..."

The shorekeeper looked at the man before her without saying anything more; however, the butterflies fluttering around her conveyed her stance.

Seeing the other party's stubbornness, the hooded man could only shake his head helplessly.

"I'm not afraid of god-like opponents... I'm afraid of pig-like teammates..."

"Do I understand his situation better than you do?"

"This coastline was never his final destination... but rather the beginning of his descent into despair..."

"If you truly have a better way... then why won't you speak up and talk to us?"

“You have never appeared, but everything about you indicates that you will replace his existence…”

The guards did not back down, their eyes fixed on the person in the other's arms, determined to take them back.

The hooded man had probably never been so speechless in his life. He sighed again, wanting to say something, but his entire body suddenly slumped, and in the end, he could only glare fiercely at the shore guard.

"Damn it... if I had spoken up, would he still be able to be saved?"

"This is bad... Old Biden has tracked us down here..."

"This is really bad... I've been screwed over by my incompetent teammate!"

The hooded man crouched down and placed the other person on the shore. Seemingly somewhat hesitant, he took off his hood and covered the person's lower body with it.

And that face, almost identical to the other's, only slightly more mature, appeared before the shore guard.

"It's really a shame that I can't show my face to him, so only you guys can see it."

"This shielding effect is really..."

"Now that he's back on this coast, you shore guards had better prevent him from coming into contact with those things."

"At that point, I'll have to resort to rather brutal methods."

The hooded figure said nothing more, its form growing increasingly sluggish until it vanished from the spot, leaving only slivers of blue light that lingered on the person, seemingly leaving behind something invisible.

Seeing that their opponent had disappeared, the guards, who had been poised to attack, finally relaxed and slumped weakly onto the shore.

On the surface, she seemed fine, but in reality, she knew better than anyone how much pressure that person was putting on her.

That feeling directly suppressed the frequency within her body; the fact that she could maintain her attack stance only speaks to her unwavering willpower.

If a fight breaks out, this entire coastline might not be able to be saved.

But what that person just said...

"Wanderers... what are we supposed to do..."

"Only then can we make the person who once willingly chose to walk down a path of no return..."

"If I hadn't chosen to let him do that...would he have never seen the truth?"

The seawater laps against the shore, dappling it with fluorescent lights. This stretch of coastline will be a haven for many, but…

It definitely wasn't his home.

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He felt like he was having a dream, a very, very long dream.

In his dream, he fell into a sea, unable to breathe or see, and could only struggle desperately in the icy water.

He clearly wanted to die, but a deeper obsession compelled him to live.

Finally, he was pulled out of the sea by a hand.

……

The scene shifts, and he seems to be standing on that coastline again, but this time there are few buildings and sparsely populated areas.

He ran and ran around there, busy with various things, unwilling to let himself relax even for a moment. Until a hand grabbed his wrist.

He looked up and saw only those golden pupils.

……

In the end, he only saw himself standing amidst ruins, the crimson light blurring his vision, and everything around him vanished like smoke.

Night fell, swallowing everything; all that he once cherished ultimately slipped through his fingers.

He only saw those golden eyes, which, though filled with despair, still tried to comfort him, and tried to hold his hand as before...

But he no longer harbored any obsession.

……

"...Did I...make myself cry in my dream?"

"Why are you crying so miserably... But..."

"Where am I?"

Slowly opening her eyes, all she saw was a blurry white. She blinked painfully, then raised her hand to wipe away her tears.

Even so, the pain weighing on his heart remained unabated. The tears he had barely managed to hold back flowed again, repeating this several times before finally stopping.

"Kuku... Mo Wunian has woken up..."

"Are you alright? Why are you crying... Do you want me to tell you a joke?"

He sat up in bed, rubbed his forehead and shook his head. Then he looked at the little robot floating in front of him, seemingly concerned for him. For a moment, he didn't realize what was happening.

"……Who are you……"

"My name is Ku Fanfan, and I'm a robot specifically designed to guard patients in the medical ward."

"You were brought in by Qiu Shui and the Wanderers. We tried so many methods, but we couldn't wake you up."

"I almost considered going back to the Titis system to see if there were any more methods."

"Speaking of which, you must be a new member of Darkshore, right? But why do I feel like I've seen you somewhere before..."

"Um... so this is the Dark Coast?"

Mo Wunian was a little stunned. He hadn't expected the woman to teleport them here so quickly. Fortunately, the robot in front of him said that the Wanderers had also arrived and had already reunited with Qiu Shui, so he shouldn't worry too much.

Yes, this is the medical silo on the Black Coast.

"Are you still feeling unwell? You were crying the whole time and couldn't stop."

"And does this garment hold any special meaning for you? When we tried to treat you, you clung to it and wouldn't let go."

"what?"

Some didn't realize what it meant at first, but when they raised their hands, they saw that they were indeed tightly clutching a piece of clothing.

This is the long cloak and hood worn by someone I saw in a dream not long ago.

If the other person hadn't pointed it out, he wouldn't have realized that his other hand was gripping the garment tightly.

"...Perhaps it has a deeper meaning."

"By the way, what exactly is the Tetis System?"

"And how did you know my name?"

He glanced at the clothes in his hand with a complicated expression, slowly folded them, and put them into his personal space. Then he began to think about the current situation.

"You can think of it as a supercomputer; we're directly connected to it, and even sound frequencies can be encoded into a understandable language."

"Moreover, the Black Coast's observation, early warning, and resolution of the Lamentation all rely on its calculations."

"My identity is given to me by it."

"As for why I know about you, your information was already entered into the Titis system when Qiu Shui and the Wanderer brought you here."

"...But the transmission is much faster than before. After all, there's always a slight delay in registration for newcomers... It's really strange."

"...Is this so?"

After getting out of bed and doing some simple exercises to make sure everything was alright, I began to observe my surroundings.

Looking to one side, I spotted a very familiar figure.

"...Tsubaki?"

He slowly walked over, and there lay the woman who always liked to tease him, receiving treatment in the medical pod. He had almost never seen her like this before, and a look of shock appeared in his eyes.

Do you know Chun too?

"She's a regular here; she suffers from severe overclocking."

"Severe overclocking cannot be cured; it can only be alleviated with medication."

"She often talked about you with us, which is why I was able to recognize you even before the information reached us."

Looking at Chun lying in the medical pod with a complicated expression, he couldn't say anything for a moment, but silently took out the black flower from his spatial storage.

It was the other party who gave me

"No wonder you acted that way when you first met me...you knew me all along."

"Is she doing alright now?"

"The situation is largely under control; now he/she needs to rest and recuperate."

"Although the situation outside is somewhat complicated, this is the most stable and safest place we have."

"...Wait, what do you mean by 'the situation outside is a bit complicated'?"

He learned from the other party that the situation was not simple, and hurriedly turned back to ask Ku Fanfan, who quickly replied.

"Other anomalous frequencies that were originally contained underground are now rapidly dissipating outwards, turning what was originally reality into data."

"However, the newcomer named Wanderer has already been dealt with, and your current physical condition has not yet been confirmed..."

"No need! Where is he now? I'll go help right away."

Upon hearing that the Wanderers were in trouble, Mo Wunian perked up and hurriedly asked the robot beside him about their movements.

"Kuku...but..."

"Wait, the Thetis System agreed? And it wants me to assist you?"

"...If that's the case, then all permissions here have been granted for you."

"I've already assigned other robots to guard this place. Let's go and repair other areas first!"

Ku Fanfan initially wanted to stop the other party, but the robot's entire body trembled, and a shocked expression appeared on the screen. Ultimately, however, he chose to lead the way.