In the sickroom, where a pin drop could be heard, Jiang Chen held the old man's hand and suddenly said,"
"Little Yao, your time is coming.”
"I know, Your Majesty."
The old man's voice was very hoarse, like two pieces of dead wood rubbing against each other, but his eyes were unusually bright.
"Little Yao, I can let you live.”Jiang Chen looked at the old man with a complicated expression. There were memories, reluctance, and even a hint of pleading in his eyes.
The old man suddenly smiled brightly, perhaps because he saw the disappointment on Jiang Chen's face.
"Your Majesty, you once taught us to be content. I'm a little tired after walking until today. I miss my brothers and sisters.”
"Eh? Your Majesty, did you see that? They came to pick me up. They want to hear me talk about the current Great Desolate Kingdom…what…it looks like…"
Jiang Chen held the old man's hand tightly and didn't say anything. He just hummed a soothing tune, just like the one he had hummed to those kids under the fire when he first came to this world a hundred years ago.
However, after a hundred years, only the youngest child was left.
Now, he was leaving too.
As if it had seen something, Little Yao curled up and hugged Jiang Chen's arm like a child. He slowly closed his eyes, and a happy smile appeared on his face.
Jiang Chen didn't stop humming until the chain of faith connecting their souls disappeared. He stood up and carried the old man on his back.
"Little Yao, I remember that you're the most timid. You're usually the most afraid of acting alone.”
"Let's go, I'll bring you to your brothers and sisters.”
Jiang Chen walked out of the hospital with Youngest on his back. The pedestrians on the street and Youngest's descendants all bent down and put their right hands on their chests.
The Great Desolate Empire did not kneel. The greatest respect was to bow.
After walking for a long time, Jiang Chen came to a beautiful cemetery with Little Yao on his back.
There were 98 tombstones in total.
Jiang Chen willed it. The power of faith in the depths of his soul surged out of the empty space and pulled up a grave out of thin air. He put Little Yao in it.
After a moment of silence, Jiang Chen suddenly turned his head to look at Jiang Xue, who had walked up to him.
"I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, those 99 brats from back then actually left.”
"Your Majesty, I will always be by your side.”
Jiang Xue's appearance was no different from a hundred years ago. It was just that her temperament had become stronger. Now, she was the Secretary General of the Great Desolate Kingdom and was in charge of all the matters in the empire. It was precisely because of her that the empire could develop so smoothly.
As for Jiang Chen?
He was only responsible for controlling the general direction of the empire.
They stood there for a long time. Jiang Chen looked at the tombstones in front of him, and his gaze unconsciously drifted away.
Many of these tombstones were empty. There were no clothes, let alone corpses. There were only empty coffins.
Jiang Chen walked slowly to the depths of the cemetery, stroking the tombstones with traces of time.
Zhang San died before the great migration. He was bitten to death by a poisonous snake while hunting.
Wang Er died of a wound infection during the great migration.
Li Si had contracted the plague during the great migration. In order to prevent the plague from spreading to them, he left alone. A month later, a pile of tree bark appeared in front of the camp. It was filled with all kinds of poisons that could not be eaten. There was a corpse that looked like a human being 600 meters north of the tree bark. Jiang Chen went over to bury it, then committed suicide and was reborn.
Zhao Yi, Qian Er... When the 18 people died in the first winter, they were discovered the next morning. At that time, the 18 people had already frozen into popsicles.
Li Wu, when he went out to sea to fish, he encountered a group of sharks. He cut his hands to save a boat of people and lured the sharks away.
……
It was strange. He hadn't tried to remember them, but he could recall them clearly. He could even recall their faces clearly.
"Now that I think about it, rather than saying that I've guided you all the way to where you are today, it's better to say that you bunch of fools have protected me all my life.”
"Really, really…really f * cking f * cked up!”
"But why can't I cry? Instead, I feel like laughing.”
"Hahahahaha…Good job, really good job. You didn't embarrass me.”
Jiang Chen smiled. He looked proud and pleased.
This time, Jiang Xue did not comfort him. The two of them just laughed and cried in the cemetery.
That night, Jiang Chen picked up a pen and paper and started to write down the deeds of the 99 naughty children. He then deified them and started to program their stories.
Three days later, he called Jiang Xue over and handed her a stack of papers.
"Give it to the Ministry of Education. Let them edit and refine it, and then spread it to the whole country.”
"In the future, this is a fairy tale that every child in my Great Desolate Kingdom must read. I want them to live with the Great Desolate Kingdom forever!”
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
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