Opening the Door to the Heart

She is a very beautiful woman.

"Wearing a pure white gauze dress."

"She was a pitiful woman too."

"A cruel killer murdered her."

"Looking at her, I felt she was very gentle, both in life and in death."

She would never hurt you.

"Perhaps that night in the burrow, she covered you with her body, protecting you from wild animals."

In the Ghost City.

Qin Yiguan stood in front of the black wardrobe and slowly spoke to the little boy peeking through the crack in the door, "She wasn't as terrifying as you imagine. I buried her and promised at her grave that I would find her killer. If she has a spirit in heaven, she should be grateful to me."

"So."

Qin Yiguan's eyes flashed. "The fear in your heart will be buried with it."

But at that moment, the little boy, who had never spoken before, suddenly asked in a low voice, "Buried?"

"Um."

Qin Yiguan nodded with a smile, "Buried."

This moment.

The little boy's hand, which was gripping the wardrobe door, suddenly loosened its hold.

No one was controlling the wooden door anymore, and it continued to sway slightly.

Qin Yiguan felt relieved. "When I was five years old, my first personality split, the one named Black Calamity, was also in the Experimental Zone, such a frail little boy... You are free."

At the same instant.

Qin Yiguan grasped the wooden door of the wardrobe and opened it completely with almost no effort.

It was at this time.

Daybreak Has Come in the Ghost City.

The not-so-bright sunlight gradually streamed into the wardrobe.

Qin Yiguan looked at the little boy sitting on the ground, his arms wrapped around his knees.

He was wearing a white lab coat that didn't fit him well; it was clearly some kind of experimental clothing.

Barefoot, their feet were covered in mud, and their long gowns were also covered in mud and withered grass.

Qin Yiguan knew very well that this child was a 'frozen memory' of himself when he was 5 years old. The mud and grass on his body were from that night when he was fleeing for his life in the woods outside the city.

Qin Yiguan had a faint smile on his face and extended his hand to him.

The child hesitated for a moment, then slowly stood up and reached out his little hand to Qin Yiguan.

However.

At this moment, Qin Yiguan's body suddenly stiffened, and his Pupil shrank to black dots.

But behind this ' Black Calamity,' in a deep corner of the wardrobe, stood a little boy!

He looked almost exactly like five-year-old Qin Yiguan, with only a few minor details suggesting that he might be a few months older than ' Black Calamity '!

The child was dressed in white clothes, like a special kind of hospital gown.

He stood with his hands behind his back, leaning against the corner, head down, as if being punished.

On his head, there wasn't the kind of bruises like on ' Black Calamity's' head, but a huge surgical wound, at least 20 centimeters long. It had been stitched up, but the craniotomy must have been recently completed, as the stitches hadn't been removed yet. The scar was grotesque, and traces of blood were still seeping out.

"Who are you..."

Qin Yiguan's eyes widened in disbelief. He never imagined that what was hidden in the wardrobe... was actually two children?!

So what about the second child...?

Is that also part of my personality?

But then the little boy in white slowly raised his head, his Pupil contracting, not out of fear, but with a feeling of indifference, coldness, and ruthlessness.

Why... why are you bothering me?

The little boy in white stood with his hands behind his back, staring at Qin Yiguan with the same look he had when he looked at a corpse.

In that instant.

Qin Yiguan felt the space around his body begin to shrink Infinity Infinity, and he could clearly hear cracking sounds coming from the air.

This is an irresistible, invisible force, and there is only one final result: being crushed into minced meat!

Qin Yiguan's eyes widened in shock, "You're Child!"

Qin Yiguan couldn't understand why Child would be hiding in this black wardrobe with ' Black Calamity '!

But he understood Child's nature; if they were disturbed, he would kill them!

And it doesn't matter who you are, even Qin Yiguan himself is no match for you!

His power is related to space!

"Don't be angry."

But then the five-year-old boy, ' Black Calamity,' slowly walked toward the ' Child ' in the corner, took out a morning glory from his coat, plucked the flower from its base, and sucked on the end to taste a bit of nectar.

' Black Calamity ' put the prepared morning glory flowers into the Child's mouth.

The Child sucked on it, making a slurping sound.

This scene...

That's really strange.

Child sucking on a morning glory flower is like a baby sucking on a pacifier; it's quite an endearing sight.

But who could have known that this little guy was releasing some kind of spatial compression power, and that Qin Yiguan's true form might explode into a bloody mist at any moment?

As Child taste sweetness.

The powerful compressive force surrounding Qin Yiguan's body gradually weakened and finally dissipated completely.

The Child, with a morning glory in his mouth, glanced at Qin Yiguan.

His body suddenly began to shrink, from the size of a child to the size of a palm, then to the size of a red bean, then to dust, then to atoms, then to quarks, and finally to the God particle.

Finally, he seemed to have broken the minimum limit of the volume of an object in modern physics, and completely disappeared into this dimension.

Looking at the empty corner of the wardrobe.

Qin Yiguan was horrified.

But in that instant, a pair of small, icy hands suddenly grasped Qin Yiguan's palm.

But it was ' Black Calamity ' standing at the edge of the wardrobe, looking at Qin Yiguan, its unusually clear eyes sparkling, "I'll go with you."

Qin Yiguan stared blankly at the five-year-old child.

At the same time.

The earth trembled, and the entire Ghost City began to crumble from its edges. It wasn't destroyed, but rather began to dissipate on its own, turning into wispy dust, regardless of its material.

Countless residents of the Ghost City emerged from their rooms, looked up in Qin Yiguan's direction, and gave him a farewell smile.

immediately.

The inhabitants of the Ghost City also turned into smoke and vanished along with the Ghost City.

A vast cloud of smoke obscured everything, but soon it slowly rose and drifted into the air.

When Qin Yiguan regained his perspective.

All the colors are back.

Although the Experimental Zone, which still appeared as barren as the Gobi Desert, had eventually returned to its pale yellow color, the soil was still visible in the viewpoint.

The black wardrobe in front of them, and the 5-year-old child inside it, also disappeared along with the Ghost City.

Qin Yiguan's hands were gripping the air.

He turned around and saw the Shitian standing beside him with big red characters above his head, smiling broadly.

He then looked into the distance.

The Shadow, with its matte black paint job, exudes a restrained and mysterious aura, and is perfectly moored on the distant wasteland.

Qin Yiguan looked at his fingers; they hadn't been cut off.

I glanced at my shoulder again; God's Abandoned was in a normal state, and the visual detector was flashing blue light.

Qin Yiguan checked his communication records again.

No one has sent me a message.

The Clam didn't sprout.

The Jiu Zhengxuan were not issued.

There was also no obituary from the B5 police station.

Qin Yiguan was utterly bewildered. "Was all of that before just a dream?"