207: Farewell, Yawen (Part 2)

Bang! Ya Wen took a punch to the side of her face. The force was just right, making her feel pain but not enough to injure her.

"...ah?"

She raised her hand and touched the spot where she had been hit.

My face is burning hot.

"Controlling the force is troublesome..." Li Aoz rubbed his hands together, and said irritably, "Does it hurt? Are you awake now?"

Ya Wen raised her head and looked at Li Aoz, her eyes glistening. She looked at herself with a wronged expression, as if to say, 'Why did you hit me?'

"Sometimes your thinking is too biased, and I don't know what to do. I can only say that maybe this is the flaw of Social Citizen."

Li Aoz pulled her to the steps to the side, where they sat down together.

"Here, Ya Wen, sit down."

Ya Wen was puzzled, but she still straightened her skirt and obediently sat down next to him.

Li Aoz raised his hand and subconsciously made a smoking motion, but he had quit smoking for too long and didn't have a single cigarette on him, so he had to give up. He looked ahead and said, "I have to tell you something: no one is born to be needed. This world used to have no life, no light, no darkness, everything was mixed together, and it wasn't romantic at all."

Ya Wen said, "But what's the point of my existence if I'm not needed?"

"It's meaningless. There is no Ya Wen in this world, and it will never stop turning. Li Aoz will not be sad because Ya Wen died or left, but that doesn't mean you are not needed."

Li Aoz bluntly stated:

"First, I want to tell you a fact: you once had a talent that was very important to me, but I have since acquired it."

"So... I'm not important to you anymore?" Ya Wen said dejectedly, "As expected, I'm destined to be disliked..."

"Yes." Li Aoz glanced at her and said bluntly, "You have lost your usefulness to me. From now on, I will no longer regard you as a significant person."

"I really am a failure," Ya Wen said with a bitter smile. "Now, even you are going to abandon me."

"Precisely because you have no further use."

Li Aoz said:

"Only then can we truly become friends."

"... Friends?" Ya Wen asked in surprise.

"Yeah, now that I'm no longer of any use to you, why would I still be here having heart-to-heart talks with you? What do you think I'm after?"

Li Aoz turned to look at Ya Wen: "Yawen·Hesksin, although you have launched a fierce courtship offensive against me many times, I feel that this is not your true feeling. You have mistaken gratitude for affection for some reason."

"But I don't hate you, Yawen·Hesksin. We have a good relationship that is below lovers but above friends."

"You are no longer of any use to me, and that is why all that remains is the fruit of our pure friendship."

He patted Ya Wen on the shoulder and said:

"You are an independent person, you should have your own life. You do not exist for anyone else, you exist to find the meaning of your own existence."

"You are not my girlfriend or lover, nor are you my possession. You are a free person. You are excellent. Even without the ability of a tailor, you are still an excellent person."

"I... what's so great about me?" Ya Wen whispered. "I'm stupid, insecure, jealous, and love-struck..."

"Yes, at first glance, you seem to have nothing to offer," Li Aoz said. "But precisely because you have nothing, you can gain far more than others."

Ya Wen looked at him, her spiderweb-like eyes filled with shock.

Li Aoz said earnestly:

"Actually, I have no idea why a beautiful girl who is the daughter of a president, a graduate of a prestigious university, a member of the [Social] Congress, one of the first people from the Azure Planet to step into the universe, with fair skin, a large bust and long legs, and who can farm and knit, would feel inferior."

"But I think it's pointless to be afraid of not being needed."

"You don't need to meet anyone's needs; you only need to meet your own needs. Only consider the needs of others if you have the capacity."

He spoke at length, using simple language to clearly state his views:

"Yawen·Hesksin, Li Aoz doesn't need you, the world doesn't need you, no one can do without you—only ' Yawen·Hesksin ' needs you the most."

When Li Aoz looked into Ya Wen's eyes, all he saw was the shimmering Liangwang Lake.

"Sorry..."

Ya Wen spoke, her voice hoarse and choked with sobs, "I... I thought you really would hate me..."

"The person you should be sorry to is yourself," Li Aoz said. "The more guilty and inferior you feel, the more you hurt yourself."

"It wasn't you who forced you to eat Dai Sijia, it was those Heavenly Ring Devils. How can you call yourself a sinner? You should take revenge on them."

"What turned you into a 'tailor' is the ' Hidden Society.' You shouldn't hurt or destroy yourself, but instead actively help other victims, unite, and fight against 'society.'"

"You don't live for anyone else; you live for yourself."

"Yes... the only person I've ever wronged is myself."

Ya Wen bit her lip, laughing while tears streamed down her face.

"Thank you, Mr. Li Aoz." She wiped away her tears and revealed a bright and relieved smile, "I used to think that 'I am Li Aoz's woman' so that I could find meaning in my existence and value in my existence, and I have been working hard for it ever since."

"But now I understand. I am not your property, and I don't need to work towards this goal."

"If I really want to be your lover, then I should truly understand you and let you understand me, instead of just throwing myself at you—that's really annoying, isn't it?"

Li Aoz shrugged, his meaning unspoken.

"I hope that one day, the person standing in front of me will not be a timid and cowardly 'tailor' who needs to rely on love to prove his worth."

He said:

"Instead, she is confident and poised, truly living a wonderful life that wins people's hearts and minds. Yawen·Hesksin is a unique and charming beauty."

After hearing this, Ya Wen suddenly stood up.

She raised her hand to loosen her hair bun, grabbed her dry, gray hair, and gently ran her fingertips along it.

Snap—

With her long hair cut off in an instant, Ya Wen deftly tossed her head, revealing a neat, shoulder-length bob that fell naturally to the ground.

Strangely enough... when he had long hair, his gray hair looked like withered straw, radiating a dull, gloomy sheen like lime.

But when she has short hair, neatly draped over her shoulders, even without any embellishment, the gray-white color is no longer so unsettling; instead, it resembles clear, fine hairs.

"It seems that short hair suits me better."

Ya Wen grabbed the cut hair, took it to the blue candle flame beside her, and burned it all.

"Li Aoz, you're right."

Ya Wen turned her head to look at Li Aoz, her tone full of energy and confidence, and her spiderweb-like eyes suddenly brightened:

"I am not unwanted, I still have— Yawen·Hesksin —myself, who always needs me!"

"Short hair does look good," Li Aoz said, "But is it some kind of magic to cut your hair when making a major decision and then have your personality drastically change?"

Who knows?

Ya Wen smiled and said:

"Speaking of which, since we won't see each other again for four hundred years—the name Yawen·Hesksin is too long, you'll forget it."

"So?" Li Aoz asked.

"So, let's change the way we address each other."

Ya Wen casually trimmed her short hair a few times, making her look even more dashing and spirited. She extended her hand to Li Aoz:

"Let me reintroduce myself—my name is Dai Yawen. Not anyone else, just Ya Wen herself."

"Li Aoz".

Li Aoz grasped the other person's hand and said:

"You're in luck. I am the reincarnation of Lioz, the God of Reality. Transfer fifty dollars now and listen to my grand revenge plan..."

"Hehehehaha..." Dai Yawen laughed without any attempt to hide her laughter, "Well then, see you in four hundred years, Your Majesty Lord Lioz."

Vierria appeared in her field of vision. She activated the teleportation array and waited quietly.

Dai Yawen turned her head, said goodbye to Li Aoz, and solemnly stepped forward.

"You changed your hairstyle?" Vierria asked.

"Um."

"The design itself isn't very flattering, but it suits you perfectly."

Vierria spreads out her formation:

"It's time to go."

Dai Yawen nodded and calmly walked towards the formation.

"Actually, you are not alone."

Li Aoz suddenly said, "Dai Sijia just said: I will always protect you, silly sister."

Dai Yawen's shoulders trembled, she paused for a moment, then her gaze hardened, and she resolutely stepped into the formation and teleported away.

"She's changed a lot all of a sudden—did you use magic on her?" Vierria asked curiously.

"Friendship is magic," Li Aoz said. "You're not having an easy time dealing with society, so be careful."

"Thank you—but you should be more careful."

Vierria nodded and solemnly reminded her:

"White Candle Star is in imminent danger. Mash Gergang the [Machine World Society] is about to arrive. Leave as soon as possible."

"I understand," Li Aoz said calmly. "Speaking of which, Miss Vierria, Dai Yawen said that a hundred years ago, you also participated in the battle against the Tailors and protected White Candle Star. Why do you now advocate running away when facing the Machine World Society, which is far inferior to the Hidden Society?"

"First of all, a hundred years ago, my strength had not completely fallen to that of a mortal. Although the Tailor was very strong, I did not have the support of the Hidden Society. Even if no one in the Kappa-rank was invincible at that time, I still had the rank of Omega-rank and could fight against them. But now, I am no longer like that."

Vierria said calmly:

"But you are not. This time the situation is completely different—the [Machine World Society] itself is nearby. Even though the Speaker and members of the [Machine World Society] sent are only Zeta-rank, their power is inexhaustible and their energy is boundless. Your Kappa-rank is engaged in inter-terrestrial warfare—you are no match for them, you cannot possibly defeat them."

"But," Li Aoz said, "On this planet, I have my friends, my accumulated wealth, my village and my people, and many others who depend on me for their livelihood."

"That won't help. I understand how you feel, but that's just the reality."

Vierria took these things lightly, her tone even somewhat numb and inhuman. "If you lose land but save people, you can save both. Give up these things and leave as soon as possible. Life is what matters."

"I don't want to lose the land, nor do I want to lose the people."

Li Aoz said calmly:

"With such strong intelligence capabilities, the Boundless Ones should know the location of the [Machine World Society]'s descent ceremony, right?"

"You can fool young girls, but don't fool yourself... Li Aoz, you're not the real Lioz. I can assure you that you have no relation to Lioz, because Lioz was killed by Gaia of the Hidden Society, outside the Abyss."

Vierria understood his meaning. "Do you think you're unique? There are too many unique people in this universe, you're nothing special. I'm only reminding you out of consideration for Ya Wen. You can't defeat those councilors, even if they're only Zeta-rank, you're no match for them—this isn't something you should be doing, leave."

"It's not a question of whether I should or shouldn't," Li Aoz said, "But rather that I can do it, and I intend to do it as a matter of course."

"You're a strange person." Vierria shook her head and tossed a note to Ya Wen: "I'll tell her you're dead when the time comes, so she won't be sad for 400 years."

Li Aoz took the note, glanced at the address on it, which wasn't far away, and also included information on various members of parliament, juries, and citizens.

There were quite a few miscellaneous soldiers, many of whom were even cannon fodder below the Alpha Rank.

Thank you for your kindness.

As Vierria was about to step into the formation, Li Aoz said to her retreating figure, "Unfortunately, I am immortal."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Aoz removed the cyborg head and opened the system interface:

[Hey pigs, get moving!]

Abyss Layer Arc 045. Elaine the Element Architecture: [You will enjoy the following racial growth modifiers:]

"Architect Angel" - The Elai Ling Race possesses an exceptional understanding and adaptability to the universe, and is born with the potential to become an "architect".

At the same time, the powerful Mental Power of the Spirit Race grants them a deeper ability to perceive the material and spiritual worlds. You can communicate with spiritual beings and the void without awakening your spiritual power.

After becoming an Architect, all attributes increase by 10 for every 5 levels gained in the Main Class.