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Chapter 129: Chapter 128: Destiny of Their Own!

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Ever since he time-traveled to the Higurashi World, Fang Zheng had been pondering a question.

That was, in this world, what could he actually gain?

Hinamizawa Syndrome?

The consequences brought about by this virus were indeed terrifying, but… his Zerg body wasn’t afraid of it, right?

Then… was it trust? Fang Zheng used to think so, but then he felt this was unreliable, for a very simple reason: he was not at all familiar with Rena and these people, and they had only been together for a little over a month. You’re talking to me about trust? If Fang Zheng had never watched “When the Cicadas Cry,” then there’d be no trust to speak of, would there?

However, now, seeing Rena confessing to him, Fang Zheng suddenly thought of something.

After coming to this world, he seemed to have been making choices all along!

Initially, Fang Zheng was quite free in this world, doing whatever he wanted. But after having that dream, he seemed to have lost his bearings, and then it was as if it had been prearranged, choices began popping up in front of Fang Zheng, one after another. And these were all multiple-choice questions: either A or B, such as Rena’s killing of Shion and Keiichi, and Rika begging for help, Fang Zheng had to choose one or the other. And then, Rena’s confession to him was the same. On the surface, it seemed he only had two options, to agree or not to agree, but…

Why were they multiple-choice questions?

Take Rena, for example; whether Fang Zheng agreed or not didn’t really matter. If he wanted to, he could just kidnap Rena and then play some kind of secret confinement or whatever, which wouldn’t be difficult at all. No matter how formidable Rena was, she was still human, not comparable to Fang Zheng in any way.

And for these main characters, if Fang Zheng didn’t want to play along, he could just knock them all out, then with a spell bury the entire Irie Research Institute along with Miyo Takano, and tell the outside world it was a mudslide caused by a flash flood. Wouldn’t that solve all problems?

So, what exactly did he want to do?!

At this moment, Fang Zheng’s mind cleared, and he finally understood what the “ultimate question” posed to him by this world was.

That was, what did he want to do?

Up until now, Fang Zheng had traveled through several worlds, including Diablo, Dark Soul, and Edge of Tomorrow. In these three worlds, Fang Zheng seemed to have been constantly seeking power. In the Dark World, he was only concerned with survival, while in the world of Edge of Tomorrow, he hoped to gain power. The Dark Soul, for him, was a place to hone his skills.

But in fact, Fang Zheng’s visits to each world were out of necessity.

He went to the Dark World to evade the pursuit of the Templars.

To escape from the dimensional rift, he went to Edge of Tomorrow.

He traveled to Dark Soul because he wasn’t strong enough.

It could be said that most of these travels were not Fang Zheng’s active choices but passive ones. Upon arriving in those worlds, Fang Zheng just drifted along, one time only thinking about how to survive, another time only thinking about how to complete the mission.

He was like an office worker: clocking in, going to work, and then the boss would assign tasks, which he would complete. Get paid, receive bonuses, get promoted. Then repeat the process. When he could lead a team, he started to have more work and higher goals.

But was this his goal? To make a game, a popular game, a money-making game?

These were the company’s goals: performance, reports, revenue. These were the company’s goals, but they were not Fang Zheng’s personal goals.

Just like many motivational speeches ask, when you’re blindly repeating your duties in the city, have you ever thought about the meaning of life? What are you living for?

Facing this kind of question, most people don’t care. After all, Laozi is now so poor that he can barely survive, with thirty years of mortgage to pay off. Let’s wait until the day I can survive before pondering the answer to this question… provided I haven’t died of overwork by then.

As for the meaning of life? Leave that sort of thing to those who are willing to think about it!

What do I want?

Looking at Rena in front of him, Fang Zheng was pondering this question. At this moment, he felt as if the entire world had stopped.

Power, I want power.

It is only natural, for humans live for power. Money, status, authority, force, humans are constantly yearning to acquire all of this, but what are they seeking these for?

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Live better, but what then?

Furutega Rika had been through a hundred years of cycles, all just to break free and gain her freedom. This was quite similar to himself; even in the Main World, despite having great power, he still had to act according to the rules. From this point of view, there wasn’t much difference between him and Furutega Rika, both longing to break free.

But, Furutega Rika had a clear goal, she just wanted to survive that June, grow up, and live a happy and joyous life with others.

And what about Fang Zheng?

He traveled from one world to another, what was the purpose of gaining power?

No, that’s not right!

Think again, back in his own world, why was he working day and night, getting promotions, for what?

For a bonus? A high salary? A position?

No, no, no, these were all just means, not the end.

That’s right, he worked day and night because he wanted to make the games he liked, preferably those that players would curse while spewing blood but still couldn’t stop playing. And such a feat was impossible when he was just an ordinary employee. To achieve that, he had to climb the career ladder, gain more power, and preferably take charge of or create a company! And even better, possess endless wealth!

That way, he could make whatever game he wanted, not worrying about reputation, the market, losses, or the media’s nagging. Laozi would spend his own money, invest in his own productions, and play them himself, casually releasing them for others to see—if they like it, play; if not, screw off. The world is so vast; if you don’t play, there are plenty who will. Push me, and I’ll just release it for free. Then wouldn’t there be loads of players kneeling and calling me daddy?

Rich, so capricious!

And all this because… I’m damn pleased!!

“Boom!!”

It wasn’t until this moment that Fang Zheng felt as if he finally understood something, his body suddenly trembling, and then he felt that the sensation of being bound by the entire world had completely disappeared. In that moment, he even felt as if his soul had been utterly liberated. Even facing Rena in front of him, he wasn’t too worried. Even though she was currently in a “Darkening” phase and might give Fang Zheng a cleaver at the slightest disagreement, he didn’t find Rena scary. Instead, he thought this little girl’s Darkening was rather cute.

This feeling was as if Fang Zheng had once again returned to his own world, watching their stories, their lives through the screen… No!

As the audience, they might feel sorrow, anger for the pain these characters suffer, but they could do nothing except vent through comments. Perhaps that’s why they found these characters pitiable, tragic. But Fang Zheng was different; he had power. He could watch the animation from outside the screen, and if he was annoyed, he could just leap into the screen and smack the villain with a big slap.

I just think you’re a pain, do what you will! Disagree? Then come fight!

“Teacher?”

Seeing Fang Zheng not responding to her question for a long time, Rena asked again, meanwhile, the darkness in her eyes was growing deeper.

“Could it be, you don’t like Rena?”

“No, you’re quite cute.”

This time, facing Rena’s question, Fang Zheng just smiled slightly and reached out to pat her little head.

“Actually, I like you quite a bit too, but… well, I haven’t thought about dating a child, maybe when you’re in high school we can consider it?”@@novelbin@@

By the way, in the world of “When the Cicadas Cry,” Rena is 15 years old, in her third year of junior high.

“Really?!”

Upon hearing this, Rena’s previously dull eyes began to shine again, while Fang Zheng just shrugged his shoulders.

“Of course, but… I might not stay here for too long, so I can’t give you any promises. Wait until you’re mentally prepared, then come find me, and by then, I’ll tell you everything about me.”

PS: Release that monthly ticket, monthly tickets are innocent, please exchange it with me.