Godless World

This time, however, he was neither delirious nor crippled, nor was he a dangerously insane madman. Instead, he licked his claws like a monster lurking in the shadows, coldly staring at everything under the sunlight.

The sense of oppression exerted by a powerless person and a powerful person is completely different.

"Go ahead and say it." Lin Mo poured wine into an empty glass without saying a word before belatedly asking, "Can you drink alcohol now?"

"Brother Lin, I've been an adult for several years now..."

Oh right, Pardo has been a member of the Firemoth for several years now, and she has indeed grown up a lot. She can drink alcohol now.

What's more, she always followed Eden, waiting for Eden to get drunk and "drop" some gems.

"Let's forget it." Lin hesitated for half a second, but in the end he didn't let Pardo drink. He didn't like drinking, and he didn't want to see people younger than him drinking. In some ways, he was a bit old-fashioned.

"Brother Lin, will we go back to Dusk Street again in the future?" Pardo asked with a hint of hope in her eyes.

She was grateful to Lin for bringing her to the Moth of Fire, which almost changed the rest of her life, but Pardo would still often think about her life on Dusk Street.

When a person can only go hungry sometimes, they will naturally think about living a better life. But after she actually left the Dusk Street and came out into the world, she missed the time when she followed the cats to rummage through the trash cans and lay in the backyard of the house to bask in the sun. She missed the feeling of a ray of warm light shining in that suffocating life.

"..."

Lin remained silent this time.

Sometimes, if you tell too many lies, you'll even deceive yourself.

He would always tell others, "No problem, it's okay, it's definitely possible."

He believed these words could give people strength and hope.

But when the contradiction between reality and promises increases, are such words, which can only be characterized as lies, really good? How many people have disappeared before our eyes because of a promise that could not be fulfilled?

To die from a false hope, that's something...

Yes, it will.

The pent-up aura on Lin's body was dissolved by a glass of wine.

"It will be over soon, and then you can go wherever you want."

The sky was filled with stars, but only the cold moon seemed to mock the small boat drifting aimlessly in the night.

Always deceiving others with lies.

Always deceiving yourself with lies.

"Hmph, sometimes I really don't know if you're a realistic person or an unrealistic one."

Mobius walked to Lin's side, looked in the direction Pardo had left, and spoke in a tone colder than the sea.

"If you say you're realistic, most of the time you say things that only idealists who are completely detached from reality would say. But if you say you're unrealistic, you know very well what you're doing."

"..."

Lin drank one glass of wine after another, pouring more and more into his glass with an air of wanting to get drunk.

When Mobius arrived, he paused for a few seconds and did not pour any more wine.

"You don't need to say anything to me like you do to everyone else." Mobius leaned against the railing, smoothing his long hair, the slightly sarcastic smile gradually fading. "I've known you for over ten years, and I know when this seemingly honest bastard will tell the truth and when he will lie."

"...Feel sorry."

"While he's apologizing, he's probably already harboring resentment towards me, plotting how to pin me against the wall and teach me a lesson, right?"

"..." Lin wisely shut his mouth. Usually, when Mobius said something like that, it meant that she was about to lose control of her anger.

The Serpent Lord's fingers tapped rhythmically on the railing, making a crisp sound. Her face was frosty as she asked the silent Lin in a stern voice, "What exactly are you planning? What are that device and the memories injected into your brain?"

"..."

Still, silence.

They felt like they had returned to the time when they first met. Lin was still a quiet, reserved person who didn't interact with others, and it took a lot of effort for anyone to get him to speak.

But now, Mobius stared intently into Lin's eyes, no longer as innocent and lifeless as before, proving that his silence was merely a facade.

"Are you... really him?"

A soul-searching question.

"What if I say no?" The man glanced at her indifferently. "What can you expect me to do? Give him back to you?"

"..."

"..."

The girl who had rejuvenated herself never lost the sparkle in her eyes. She gazed intently at him, and Lin always succumbed to that look.

"Mobius, do you remember when I asked you if a project could be reproduced?"

Chapter Thirty-Four: A World Without Gods

Do you have time?

Lin knocked on the door, the sound of which made the two people who were talking turn around.

The pairing of Eden and Sakura is quite rare; they should have very little in common.

"Um, should I leave?" Eden glanced at Sakura with a smile and asked in an awkward tone.

Lin shook his head at her and said, "No need, I also have something to tell you."

After saying that, he closed the door and sat down opposite them, his expression indifferent, which made Eden across from him frown slightly.

"Have you been drinking?"

"I drank a little."

There was no cocktail party today, and Eden, who loves to drink, didn't invite anyone else to drink with, which means Lin was drinking alone.

This situation is quite rare.

Lin didn't rush to the point. He rested his chin on his hand, a faint smell of alcohol emanating from his eyes. "What were you guys talking about just now?"

"It's nothing, I just think Sakura has the potential to be a model. Her figure, looks and temperament are all perfect. If she wants to develop in this direction in the future, I can help with clothing design and networking. She will definitely be able to become a top model."

Eden's lavish praise made Sakura feel embarrassed, and she shook her head awkwardly, "No, no... I'm not suited for that kind of job that requires me to be in the public eye..."

"How will you know if you don't try?" Eden couldn't help but chuckle at the cold-blooded killer's adorable side. "What's Lin's opinion?"

"Huh?" The topic was suddenly thrown to Lin, and it wasn't him who was surprised, but Sakura. She secretly glanced at Lin's calm face, wondering what he would say.

Lin pondered for a few seconds, imagining Sakura walking the runway in various fashionable outfits. "I think it suits Sakura very well."

"How are you? Sakura, are you happy now?"

Sakura's lips had barely lifted when Eden looked at her with a meaningful smile.

She was forced to suppress her smile, her face turning bright red as she remained silent.

"So, Sakura, be more confident in yourself. Besides, Lin might just happen to like the type who likes to be in the spotlight."

"W-What do you like?" Sakura asked, completely flustered.

Eden then turned to Lin and asked, "Lin, you're my fan, right?"

Although Lin didn't know why he was being asked this, he still nodded and said, "Yes."

Eden smiled at Sakura again, "Look."

This time, Sakura didn't know whether to laugh or cry, feeling as if she was completely controlled by Eden.

Back on track, Lin said to the two, "After returning to the Firemoth, I will be undertaking a new mission, which will require me to leave headquarters."

"A new mission... the recent Constant Sand Project and the Ark Project?" Eden was clearly more sensitive to this matter, or rather... she had also been assigned to similar projects.

"A similar plan." Lin confirmed her idea. "Now Mei has focused on how to continue human civilization. To put it pessimistically... she is making plans entirely with the premise of failure."

With this fact brought to the fore, the relaxed atmosphere instantly turned to freezing. Sakura closed her eyes and took a deep breath, while Eden seemed lost in thought, showing little disappointment or panic.

"So, Lin, why did you come to us to talk about this?" Eden's golden eyes were fixed on the man.

"... I need you to do something for me."

As Lin stepped out of the room, he tightened his collar. After such a long time, he felt a bit chilly again, which made him feel somewhat unaccustomed to it.

"Call..."

Lin took a breath of the refreshing sea breeze, stood facing the wind, her slightly long black hair fluttering in the breeze.

"It's nice to come out and see the world once in a while."

"... Actually, I... go out often."

"But I rarely see them."

"Because I don't want to see you in public."

The Nun with beige-brown hair clasped her hands together, gazing at the full moon with her eyes closed as if in prayer. Upon hearing Lin's voice, she opened her beautiful blue eyes and looked to her side.

"..."

"..."

The atmosphere was unexpectedly stiff.

The Nun's words were always laced with hidden danger, and everything went according to her plan. No matter what happened to them, it would not surprise the Nun in any way.

But now, Aponia wore an inscrutable expression.

"The line has disappeared."

The Threads of Fate have now vanished, and her predetermined destiny has become blurred. This is the first time Aponia has witnessed a predetermined fate change.

Even if we don't know if this is good or bad, at least the thread of fate can really be changed.

"Lin, what did you do?"

"It's just an attempt to break free." A strange light burned deep in Lin's eyes as he clenched his fist. "Aponia, this time, do you believe that fate can be changed?"

"..."

The facts are right in front of us.

"I have no idea."

But Aponia still couldn't let it go.

Apart from Lin, the threads of the others were still clearly visible; she stood in the past, yet could see their future deaths.

"Lin, you will still die." She shook her head, looking at her slender palms. "Even if I can no longer see the trajectory of your fate, I can still feel that you will pass away."

This was merely her "intuition".

"Then, do you believe me?"

"..."

"Between fate and me, which do you believe in more?"

Lin Cong. He stared at Aponia with a sharp gaze, his condescending look containing a complex mix of emotions.

Aponia paused for a moment, then spoke, "I..."

"Don't tell me you'll believe everything; you have to choose between the two."

Was it necessary for Lin to be so ruthless and leave no room for compromise in pressuring Aponia?

"..."

The best way to avoid answering is, of course, to remain silent.

The Nun fell silent, no longer speaking, and a rare hint of reproach appeared in her deep blue eyes.

Lin could only take a deep breath and slowly exhale. He looked in another direction and said in a low voice, "I will prove it to you."

"... What... what's the point... Lin?" Aponia's ethereal voice reached my ears, "You can't convince me... and that doesn't stop you from having your own thoughts..."

She gazed at Lin intently, wanting to hear his answer.

"Because I'm not doing this for anyone else, I'm doing it for you."

"..."

Aponia suddenly froze. "For... me?"