Chapter 194
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…What’s going on?
Lou Yan unwrapped all the bandages on Duan Zege’s arm, revealing smooth and uninjured skin. Lou Yan’s expression became serious, and he began to remove the bandages from Duan Zege’s body faster and faster.
Three minutes later, except for the tightly wrapped bandages around his abdomen, all the bandages on Duan Zege’s body had been removed by Lou Yan.
Lou Yan fell into silence.
The skin beneath Duan Zege’s bandages was completely intact, showing no signs of any serious injuries. If Uncle Li hadn’t exaggerated Duan Zege’s injuries, how could Duan Zege have recovered so quickly into this state?
Such a recovery speed wasn’t something a normal person would have; only a semi-anomaly person could have such a recovery speed.
…Duan Zege, fused with anomalies?
Duan Zege is actually a semi-anomaly person?! Lou Yan looked at the unconscious Duan Zege with a dark gaze, murmuring, “What exactly have you been hiding from me, Duan Zege…”
He chuckled self-deprecatingly.
This person had never told him about his fusion with anomalies, nor had he ever exhibited any features of a semi-anomalous person in front of Lou Yan. Duan Zege had always presented himself as a normal person awakened with innate abilities in front of Lou Yan. Lou Yan didn’t even know when Duan Zege had fused with anomalies.
Lou Yan slowly clenched his hand, his expression eventually returning to calm. He reached out and removed the last bandage from Duan Zege’s abdomen, but when the bandage was removed, Lou Yan saw a large hole in Duan Zege’s abdomen.
Frowning, Lou Yan rubbed his fingers around the wound on Duan Zege’s abdomen.
It was strange. Since Duan Zege was a semi-anomalous person, the self-healing ability of his body should have been enough to heal all the wounds on his body. Why hadn’t this particular wound healed? The blood around the wound was fresh, and you could even see the intestines and flesh inside the abdomen, there was no sign of healing, but also no signs of inflammation or decay.
This must be the reason why Duan Zege had been unconscious until now.
Lou Yan’s curiosity deepened. He felt around Duan Zege’s abdomen, and suddenly on the left side of the wound, he felt a hard object.
The object was oval-shaped. Lou Yan touched it a few times, and the object suddenly moved.
In the next second, a small, eerie cry belonging to a baby sounded, weakly: “Waaah.”
Lou Yan froze, incredulously lowering his head to look at Duan Zege’s abdomen.
The small hand belonging to a baby moved left and right, and soon a finger emerged from the wound. The finger was incredibly dark, wrapped in dry skin, with black nails, cold and terrifying everywhere.
This was ghost baby. This d*mn thing should have been in Li Sanxin’s belly!
Lou Yan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body collapsed heavily into the chair, his unfocused eyes staring firmly at Duan Zege’s abdomen.
His brain was exploding with chaos, his hands trembling incessantly, various questions assaulting him, making his head ache.
Why would the ghost baby in Li Sanxin’s belly be in Duan Zege’s belly?
Why did this ghost baby look even more terrifying than the one in Li Sanxin’s belly?
Did Duan Zege put Li Sanxin’s ghost baby into his own body?
…Or, does Duan Zege also have his own ghost baby?
In an instant, Lou Yan recalled various details that he had previously overlooked. For example, the identical height and physique of Li Sanxin and Duan Zege, for example, the deliberate destruction of the identical facial scars like Duan Zege’s, for example, the inexplicable familiarity and inexplicable tenderness he felt when he saw Duan Zege…
Lou Yan clenched his teeth tightly, but his teeth couldn’t help trembling, a strong sourness rising from his nose, almost instantly making his eyes red, tears about to fall.
An impossible idea emerged in his mind. At the same time, a nearly forgotten childhood memory resurfaced.
“Li Sanxin, why did you name yourself Li Sanxin?”
“Huh?”
“That name is so bland,” Lou Yan, not yet ten years old, sat on a tall railing, proudly raising his chin, “It’s not as nice as my name. You’re so inferior, Li Sanxin.”
“Waaah!” Li Sanxin lunged forward with teeth and claws, “When I grow up, I’ll change to a nicer name!”
“What kind of name, Li Sanjiu?”
“It’s not. I’m going to change it to a very romantic name!”
“Romantic?”
“Romantic like the protagonist in a martial arts novel, anyway, it’ll sound better than your name!”
Romantic like the protagonist in a martial arts novel.
Duan Zege.
Duan, Ze, Ge.
His face turned icy cold, Lou Yan absentmindedly reached up to touch his own face, only to realize that tears were streaming down his cheeks without him even knowing it.
Was he crying?
Was he crying because it was possible that Duan Zege was Li Sanxin?
But it wasn’t certain. Duan Zege was sloppy and lazy, falling asleep even in a garbage dump, yet still enjoying leftovers. He always kept himself on the fringe of society, rough and careless. How could he be Li Sanxin?
His childhood friend, Li Sanxin, was a completely different person, both meticulous and kind-hearted, both…
What had Li Sanxin been through?
To become Duan Zege…
Lou Yan’s heart clenched with pain, as if all the accumulated sorrow and pain of these days were pouring out at this moment, making him unable to help but bend over, clutching his chest tightly, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, his eyes still fixed firmly on Duan Zege on the bed.
Large drops of tears fell from his face.
The ghost baby emerged from Duan Zege’s body, then retracted back into Duan Zege’s abdomen motionlessly. Only now did Lou Yan understand why Duan Zege’s abdominal wound had never healed, and why he had remained unconscious. Because the ghost baby’s body was missing half, probably when the Shadow Reaper attacked Duan Zege, it sensed the presence of the ghost baby, so it emptied Duan Zege’s abdomen and severely injured the ghost baby. If the ghost baby was injured, how could Duan Zege, the host, recover?
Lou Yan closed his eyes, took several deep breaths. After the pain in his chest subsided, he stiffly sat up straight, staring blankly at Duan Zege’s face, covered by his hair.
A stabbing pain surged from his heart again.
Because Lou Yan suddenly thought, since Duan Zege was a half-anomaly, why would the scars on his face still persist?
Unless Duan Zege carved the same scars on his face every day, and when the scars healed, he carved them again.
By repeatedly self-harming, he kept the scars on his face.
…How could he be his Li Sanxin?
At this moment, Lou Yan really wished to turn his speculation into falsehood. He would rather Duan Zege just be Duan Zege, rather than another Li Sanxin.
Lou Yan lifted his hand, covering his face awkwardly, his mind filled with the words Duan Zege had spoken when they first met.
“I mean no harm, no need to be so nervous.”
“My name is Duan Zege.”
“I’m glad to meet you, friend.”
Glad to meet you.
Friend.
Lou Yan’s breathing was heavy, he put down his hand and pulled the chair closer to the bedside, extending his trembling hand to touch Duan Zege’s face.
His hand got closer and closer, finally covering Duan Zege’s chin. Lou Yan paused for a long time, gently lifting a strand of Duan Zege’s hair, revealing Duan Zege’s chin.
Just as Lou Yan had suspected, Duan Zege’s chin was clean, the terrible scars had long been healed under more than twenty days of self-recovery. The thin, angular chin even had stubble growing on it, looking both unfamiliar and familiar.
Lou Yan’s hand trembled even more violently.
With a “bang,” the gentleman’s hat tucked under his arm fell heavily to the ground, the sound reverberating like thunder in the quiet room.
Lou Yan’s hand suddenly retracted, his hands holding his head as he looked at the fallen hat on the ground, bloodshot eyes filling his vision. He grabbed his hair tightly, feeling somewhat grateful for the hat’s fall.
Lou Yan murmured to himself as if trying to convince himself, “Not urgent… not urgent… it doesn’t matter what Duan Zege looks like in advance… I need to see what’s inside this hat first.”
He took a deep breath and bent down to pick up the hat. This gentleman’s hat had been worn by Duan Zege since he first appeared in front of Lou Yan and had never been taken off. At first glance, there was nothing unusual about the hat, but just by listening to the sound of it falling to the ground, it was clearly heavier than a normal hat, and there was definitely something hidden inside.
Lou Yan slowly felt around the hat, finally reaching the inside of the hat, where he vaguely felt something beneath the fabric.
Carefully, Lou Yan tore open the fabric inside the hat along the edge of the brim, and from inside, he pulled out several pieces of paper tightly sealed in plastic.
These plastic-sealed papers circled the entire inside of the hat, a total of five sheets. Lou Yan’s expression became solemn. These papers were all the same size, as large as an adult man’s palm.
It seemed to be torn from a certain diary, with serrated edges, and each one was labeled with a time.
The first piece of paper had Duan Zege’s handwriting on it, with rows of “dates” followed by “events” arranged on top. Events such as “April 27th, Chengjiang City Library Entertainment Hall” were listed, indicating events that had already occurred, such as the time of the Anomaly Resurgence, the day the government announced the Anomaly Resurgence, the day they went to Liushu Village, the day the water ghost appeared, the day they counterattacked the cultists in Xiaoqing Mountain… and the day Lou Yan killed Fu Xuezhou.
“June 11th, Fu Xuezhou died in the extreme cold h*ll.”
Lou Yan stared at these words for several seconds, squeezing the back of his hand holding the plastic-sealed paper until his veins bulged. He forced himself to continue reading, only to find that from Fu Xuezhou’s death onwards, the time and events were a bit chaotic.
These were undoubtedly things that would happen in the future.
Moreover, they were things that Lou Yan himself did not know, belonging to the future of this world.
Duan Zege… came from the future?
So Duan Zege’s talent was not actually “divination,” but rather he pretended to “divine” because he knew the future course of events.
Lou Yan found it increasingly difficult to breathe, and even his breath became heavy. He slowly took down the “schedule” written by Duan Zege and looked at the next piece of paper.
When he saw the handwriting on this paper clearly, Lou Yan’s pupils dilated, and his heart suddenly clenched.
The handwriting was unmistakably his own.
“June 11, 20xx, Heavy snow, cold wind, the North Pole.
I pushed Fu Xuezhou down into the extreme cold h*ll.
The snow was heavy, my shoes were soaked through, but I didn’t feel cold. I left the North Pole with all the supplies, the cold wind howling, I drank three bottles of wine, feeling like I was floating in the clouds, no one understood how happy I was at that moment.
I killed that monster, and the world will eventually find peace.”
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