A mysterious realm descends, and I defy fate in comics.

Chapter 355 Death Escape! —I only owe you...

Jiang Xingni didn't actually need this rescue.

Even as she was losing her five senses, her thoughts were still functioning.

She couldn't hear Pei Zhaoye and He Jingtong arguing outside, nor did she know that Xie Yungui was rushing towards her. Jiang Xingni's only remaining way of communicating with the outside world was to chat with Pei Zhaoye in her mind.

She thought about it and felt that the final problem would only lie with Xie Yungui—what if Xie Yungui thought she was dead and, like so many times in the past, went back in time to the very beginning, making everything Jiang Xingni was doing now, and everything she planned for the future, all in vain.

"Little Pei." Pei Zhaoye heard Jiang Xingni's voice in his mind. He immediately stopped arguing with He Jingtong and listened quietly to what Jiang Xingni was about to say.

—Every word he heard was one less to say. He realized the meaning of that sentence for the first time.

Jiang Xingni said in a low voice, "Don't let Xie Yungui go back in time again and again."

"No matter how many times we go back, the flow of time will eventually come to an end. Xie Yungui should move towards his own future." She didn't know if Pei Zhaoye would relay these words to Xie Yungui, so after thinking for a moment, Jiang Xingni corrected herself: "Besides, this is the future I want now. Let him keep moving forward. Maybe... I'll come back?"

Pei Zhaoye's eyes lit up.

The ability to come back to life does exist, and Lu Xianqing is one of them.

Jiang Xingni himself has the ability to replicate other people's superpowers, so he might be able to bring the dead back to life—thinking of this, Pei Zhaoye finally had the motivation.

He was silent for a moment, then said, "I'll tell them for you, you'll definitely come back, won't you?"

Jiang Xingni did not answer. She opened her mouth and felt large mouthfuls of blood gushing out, along with fragments of her internal organs.

That's perfectly normal.

She now felt like a sealed bucket stuffed with too much water, the water with nowhere to flow would eventually wash her away.

The internal organs were scattered by the dissipating energy, and fresh blood and flesh gushed out from the seven orifices and cracks in the body.

Jiang Xingni endured the pain and tentatively opened his mouth—he could still make a sound.

"Let's take a gamble," she thought to herself.

"It seems I didn't manage to become one of the main characters in the end." Her voice was muffled by blood, but Jiang Xingni knew that the dialogue boxes in the comic would make it very clear.

Since things have come to this, to boost popularity, I'll shock the readers one last time before I fake my death!

"I thought I'd be able to get some screen time from the main characters in the manga." She thought to herself, "I've already revealed enough information!"

Viewers should know she's Deadpool by now!

The system was terrified: [Star! Did you have to say that out loud?!]

[Is this also part of the necessary process? Do we really want people in the real world to know that the fictional characters have awakened?] The system couldn't imagine how much of a shock Jiang Xingni's words would cause among comic book readers.

Jiang Xingni: ?

"No," she answered in her heart. "They'll just think it's part of the script. Who would believe that a two-dimensional character can truly escape the author's pen?"

"Besides, I really have a lot to say to them," Jiang Xingni confessed to the system. "Even now, I'm still calculating their feelings. I need them to give me more, and even more."

—I know many people feel sorry for me.

She saw many comments on the forum expressing sympathy for her. It seemed that everyone in the world, from her parents to Shan Qing, loved her conditionally, as if no one had ever loved her purely.

Jiang Xingni suddenly smiled.

It wasn't her usual gentle, warm, and faint smile, as if she were separated from the whole world by a thin veil.

Instead, it was a sharper smile, more in line with Jiang Xingni's age.

Triumphant, sharp, and full of vigor.

"I know many people think that I am not well-liked, and that I am pitiful. It seems that not many people, whether my parents or others, can love me wholeheartedly."

"But it's not necessary."

She knew that outside the comics, in a higher dimension, beyond the fate that had been rewritten countless times, there was indeed someone who truly loved her.

"It's enough that I'm loved by you all."

Jiang Xingni doesn't need too much love.

She needs freedom, she needs the wind, she needs everyone to be happy, and she needs to be able to help as many people as possible.

Jiang Xingni doesn't need that much love.

But she has already obtained it.

Even across the dimensional barrier, some people shed tears for everything Jiang Xingni went through, some were willing to take time out of their lives to see her, and some were willing to spend their hard-earned money for Jiang Xingni.

Jiang Xingni had nothing to repay them with.

She didn't believe their love would last long. For them, there were far too many anime characters like her, characters who, like moths to a flame, were willing to sacrifice themselves for certain ideals.

Jiang Xingni doesn't think she's qualified to be among countless fictional characters, worthy of readers outside the comics and above the text frequently turning their heads and stopping for her.

She was well aware that after this tear fell, there would always be new people who would make them cry. She never expected anyone to give her a love that would last forever and never fade away.

—Given that neither her biological parents, nor the authors and screenwriters who created her, love her, Jiang Xingni had long since given up on the possibility of anyone giving her any lasting love.

She doesn't care about the love that others give her or take back.

But this moment is real.

The love she now receives, the sadness readers feel for her, the money and emotions she has spent—everything she has given for Jiang Xingni is real.

Jiang Xingni always felt that he owed something.

She had nothing to give back to them, but she took so much from her readers—she wanted their love, their tears, and their sacrifices.

But at least, Jiang Xingni thought, she should convey something.

She knew it was just a comic book, but... since she already knew all this, she should at least thank them.

She didn't deserve so much love from them, yet in the end, the character she loved still met her demise.

"Thank you for liking me." This light thank you drifted away with the wind, and He Jingtong didn't hear it. He only vaguely saw Jiang Xingni's lips move.

Jiang Xingni finally closed his eyes in peace, awaiting his inevitable judgment.

The system was bewildered.

Aren't there many people like that?

Readers use various methods to express their love for virtual characters.

Which character would feel that they owe the readers far too much?

However, since Jiang Xingni is determined to avenge what she has suffered, she should also bear the responsibility that comes with the love of others.