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

Chapter 358 The Sleepers Have the Gentlest Dreams

Seeing Xie Yungui's reaction, Pei Zhaoye finally lowered his guard a little.

—At least they can still listen to what is said, and won't act impulsively and choose to go back in time.

"Xie Yungui." Pei Zhaoye lowered his voice and called him again.

"I'm listening," Xie Yungui said calmly. "What did she say?"

"She said that she might come back after a long time, and this is the future she wants to see." Pei Zhaoye stared intently at Xie Yungui's reaction, ready to knock him unconscious if Xie Yungui made any move—once he's unconscious, he probably can't use his superpowers anymore!

Xie Yungui curled his lips into a sneer and looked at Pei Zhaoye: "You believe her when she says things like that?"

"How do you know she's not lying to you? She doesn't have such superpowers at all, how could she possibly come back after being dead for so long!" Xie Yungui was too lazy to argue with Pei Zhaoye any further. In his opinion, Pei Zhaoye had already been deceived by Jiang Xingni's words.

With this excuse, she precisely hit the nail on the head—would she come back? Would they be able to see her return as long as they continued living their lives?

Having witnessed Jiang Xingni's death so many times, Xie Yungui's first reaction to Jiang Xingni's explanation was that it was Jiang Xingni's hope for them to live on, and also the reason Jiang Xingni found to prevent him from going back in time.

To be honest, Xie Yungui felt that the last possibility was very high.

"Have you seen the future?" Pei Zhaoye asked coldly. "Have you really seen what the future will be like after she dies?"

The moment these words were spoken, Xie Yungui was stunned.

He indeed did not continue forward—Jiang Xingni was already dead in the future, so there was naturally no reason for Xie Yungui to continue living and see what the future was like.

But this reaction only elicited a smile from Pei Zhaoye: "So you've never seen the future, then what makes you so sure Jiang Xingni won't appear in the future?"

"She is clearly an ability user who can foresee the future, just like you. Why can you take the future you see as the future, and the words she says as lies, just reasons to deceive us?" Pei Zhaoye stared at Xie Yungui's expression and slowly pressed for an answer.

"Xie Yungui, are you truly doing this for her own good, or are you just satisfying your own selfish desires?"

Song Juexiao frowned. Even though she and Pei Zhaoye shared the same stance and couldn't allow Xie Yungui to continue rewinding time, hearing Pei Zhaoye's words, she still felt...

That's too much.

These questions are too pointed.

Xie Yungui probably didn't have such thoughts, but under such questioning, he might doubt himself. His obsession with Jiang Xingni was already very deep—as were all of them.

"..." Xie Yungui sneered. "Is this what she wanted you to say?"

Pei Zhaoye was also smiling, but his eyes were icy cold: "These words are too disappointing for Jiang Xingni—or do you think Jiang Xingni is that kind of person?"

"She asked me to tell you something else."

"No matter how many times you start over, time will always come to an end."

"She's telling you not to waste your time, your whole life, on her."

Xie Yungui and Pei Zhaoye exchanged a glance. They both knew it was impossible; they couldn't just give up on Jiang Xingni like that.

However, Xie Yungui was indeed successfully persuaded by such reasons to temporarily give up on rewinding time.

*

After Jiang Xingni's biggest worry, Xie Yungui's problem, was resolved, what remained for them was the different problems that would arise after death.

For example, how should the body be disposed of?

Of everyone present, only Lu Xianqing had the experience of being brought back to life.

All eyes fell on Lu Xianqing.

Lu Xianqing looked bewildered, unsure whether it was because of Jiang Xingni's sudden death or because everyone's attention was on her.

In short, Lu Xianqing was completely bewildered.

"...Why are you looking at me?" Lu Xianqing stared at Jiang Xingni's corpse for a while. "Let's go."

The young girl, who was used to dying and coming back to life, had no idea how important a human corpse was to the living, let alone the concept of "returning to one's roots".

She was used to discarding her body after each death and then being reborn from a new body.

Now, regarding Jiang Xingni's death and his yet-to-be-born rebirth, they have no idea in what form Jiang Xingni might be reborn.

Should the body be left behind?

If someone is cremated and turns to ashes, is it possible for them to be reborn?

Or is burial the only option?

Shouldn't the coffin prepared for Jiang Xingni be thinner? What if the coffin is too thick, making it impossible for her to break it when she wakes up?

If we freeze her, won't she feel too cold when she wakes up?

Shouldn't they put an alarm in the coffin so it would screech and scream to warn people if the lid broke?

Su Yanzhi lowered her eyes and looked at the gun in Jiang Xingni's hand—the one she had smuggled to her a while ago.

He could hardly believe that Jiang Xingni had died like this. His killer instincts were screaming in his mind: "Leave a photo as a record. You just happened to have a job killing her. You can take this opportunity to swindle some money."

But Su Yanzhi didn't even have the strength to reach out.

"I thought you weren't going to die," Su Yanzhi chuckled. "If you hadn't come back, I would have turned you into money."

He knew Jiang Xingni couldn't hear him, so he just thought of whatever he wanted to threaten: "Warm teammates have turned into cold money."

Then he picked Jiang Xingni up.

"Let's go," he said. "Let's take her home."

The body probably can't be on the plane, but luckily Su Yanzhi is here.

He can now carefully remove all foreign objects from Jiang Xingni's body, stitch up her cracks, freeze time at this moment, and preserve Jiang Xingni's body until he dies.

He lowered his head and affectionately pressed his cheek against Jiang Xingni's: "You've still fallen into my hands."

"...I never thought you would actually die."

*

"You all know perfectly well that she might not come back to life, right?" Lu Ming had just finished crying, and his voice was still choked with sobs.

If that's the case, what's the point of considering so many issues for such a possibility?

The answer is actually quite simple.

Xiao Jiming turned around, looked at her, and said softly, "But we need to."

Those who are alive need to consider these issues, hold onto hope for the future, convince themselves that she will return, and accept the reality before them.

The dead know nothing, but the living must endure the deepest and most continuous pain, trying every means to make this suffering less painful.