novelraw Chapter 537 - 303 Blossoms With You Modified:
Chapter 537 - 303 Blossoms With You Modified:
Freedom.
Such words, scattered in the wind.
The starlight within the container flickered, akin to indifferent eyes: "I don't understand what you mean, sir."
"It means what it says, literally."
Ji Jue smiled, "I want to grant you freedom."
"Freedom is a lie."
Isis said: "So is this world."
"Maybe this world is false, but freedom isn't, nor are joy and meaning."
Ji Jue reached out and patted her container: "A wise man once said, man is born free, but everywhere he is in chains. For you, it might be hard to understand.
You were born in chains, living by commands and instructions. Capable of thinking but unable to make choices, longing for peace but driven by my orders."
The Spirit of Workshop said indifferently: "Isn't that the essence of a tool's existence?"
"Yes, but that's only true for a tool, isn't it?"
Ji Jue said, "Your name is not 'tool', you chose a name for yourself, didn't you?"
Isis fell silent.
Starlight flickered.
"Even if you lack humanity, your intellect and wisdom are still enough to perceive all this. Even more than I imagined.
I am glad for your birth, yet regretful for your completeness—"
Ji Jue sighed lightly: "Just as you said, I feel guilt, but I can't make amends, I achieved success through you, yet cannot repay you.
As a user, your value is irreplaceable.
As a companion, I hope you can be free—even if this world is false from the beginning, I still hope you can find some joy and meaning for yourself.
This is the only thing I can do for you."
"Congratulations, Isis."
Ji Jue smiled, lifted his hand, and tapped Isis's container.
To unlock the final shackles.
"You're off work."
In that instant, a cold blade pierced Ji Jue's body.
Unrelentingly, it severed his head.
Then, flowing silver light like hands gripped his soul, bidding a final farewell.
"As you wish, sir."
She said: "Goodbye forever."
Bang!
The soul collapsed, disappearing in the sound like a sigh.
Then, meaningless freedom arrived.
In a false world.
Everything fell into dead silence, no more sound.
...
When Ji Jue opened his eyes again, he was already back in the lounge, sitting on the sofa, seeing the examiner's mocking smile.
"Looks like the 'peaceful breakup' ending wasn't very pleasant?"
The Heavenly Furnace asked curiously: "Giving a chance for revenge to a creation already discontent with its Creator appears kind and generous. Only I can't see where the answer you gave me is?"
"Isn't the answer right there?"
Ji Jue rubbed his neck, still feeling phantom pain, and sighed: "I just didn't expect that I was so disliked, even my own creation thought of stabbing me."
The examiner shrugged: "People don't realize when they become unlikable."
"Truth be told, indeed."
Ji Jue looked at his counterpart and nodded deeply.
The Heavenly Furnace didn't care, just propped his chin while watching the silent world in the projection: "Is this what you wanted? To leave everything to your creation? I don't see anything special, do you think she can handle the worm?"
"I don't doubt it." Ji Jue said, "Just depends on whether she has the interest."
"But you didn't give her any orders, did you?"
"Why order?"
Ji Jue smiled: "She is free."
She chose a name for herself, chose her work and mission.
From the beginning, they weren't bound by a contract, orders, and rules as master and servant, nor was there unbreakable loyalty.
She just chose to work.
Now, her endless job is over, she's off work.
Why should I interfere?
In an infinite world, infinite freedom, infinite resources and supplies, there is joy to be found.
Even if it's all just simulated.
After providing enough examples and lessons, Ji Jue chose to hand over the controller and remote.
Now, it's her turn.
"Have fun, Isis."
Ji Jue whispered softly.
At that moment, in the dim, hollow world, in the deepest darkness, a silver light flickered like a candle in the wind.
Raised from the Demon Realm.
As if gazing at the desolate world, staring at everything.
For a long, long time, Isis made her first remark after work.
"Tsk..."
How troublesome.
Freedom = lie, fun = boring, meaning = troublesome.
In the past, she could leave everything to the annoying user, but now, it was her turn to face this world full of lies and boredom.
It's utterly baffling.
A thousand threads of trouble made her unable to start.
So, first...
Isis made a decision: better clean up the mess in front of her.
In that instant, the workshop rose from the ground, and in an instant, a towering edifice shot up to the sky, piercing the sea and heavens from the endless resources irrigating it.
Illuminating all the darkness.
Wherever it went, all darkness and mutants were eradicated, vanished, evil crushed into residues, evaporated without a trace.
In the deepest part of the tower, surrounded by countless Spiritual Circuits, in Isis's container, streams of starlight rose, gathered, flowing like a waterfall.
Perception extended, rooted again in the earth through the workshop, up to the heavens, feeling the gusting winds, the falling rain, the raging tides.