AWITTGABAGIWOBAFOAP Chapter 46
by VolareLowering his eyes, he looked at his own glowing, illusory body.
As expected, it’s another illusion…
Perhaps, Song Ningwan has never escaped from the nightmare.
Suppressing the myriad of thoughts in his heart, Song Ningwan pondered how to break the illusion.
The room was dimly lit, and a stimulating, fishy smell permeated the air. Ka’lier’s face was stained with blood, and he was holding Song Ningwan’s corpse, his expression deranged.
Did this happen after Song Ningwan died?
Ka’lier looked at the surgical instruments on the iron tray, picked up a scalpel, and gently traced it across Song Ningwan’s handsome face.
“Teacher…”
Hearing this long-lost address, Song Ningwan’s heart couldn’t help but tremble.
It had been a long time since he had heard Ka’lier call him that.
“Teacher…”
The hoarse voice grew closer and closer, as if lingering in his ears, unable to dissipate for a long time.
Song Ningwan raised his eyes and saw that Ka’lier was actually standing in front of him, talking to him across the void!
How is this possible?!
“Teacher… I’ve tried so many ways, why aren’t you willing to open your eyes? Look, so many failures, none of them are you.” After Ka’lier finished speaking, his bewitching red eyes stared straight at the phantom.
Just as Song Ningwan thought he had been seen, heavy footsteps came from behind, thump, thump, thump…
Song Ningwan turned his head, and a face exactly like his own appeared in his sight. Compared to the corpse in Ka’lier’s arms, this living human being had a smile on his face, but his eyes were ice-cold.
“Teacher…” Ka’lier stood blankly in place like a child who had made a mistake.
“Ka’lier, aren’t I right here?” “Song Ningwan” grinned, his tone gentle to the point of being chilling.
Ka’lier was stunned. The moment he rushed over, he passed through the blurry phantom and hugged “Song Ningwan.”
“Teacher wouldn’t be so gentle with me, you’re not him.” Ka’lier’s profile leaned against the man’s chest, his expression infatuated, but he couldn’t feel any warmth or heartbeat.
“Song Ningwan” still greeted him with a smile, mechanically stroking Ka’lier’s back. “I’m sorry, my program settings can only do this, there’s no way to change it myself. If you need to change it, you can adjust it.”
Ka’lier raised his head from the stiff embrace, his face innocent and pure: “If you didn’t look so much like Teacher, I would have personally taken apart your parts and thrown them away to sell as scrap.”
“Ka’lier, would you like some cake?” “Song Ningwan” didn’t respond, changing the subject.
Ka’lier seemed to be really thinking about it. “I don’t want to eat chocolate cake anymore, can you make something else?”
“Song Ningwan” shook his head: “I can learn.”
“It’s not like this at all!” As soon as he finished speaking, Ka’lier suddenly pushed away the person in front of him. He paced back and forth, stepping on severed limbs, which forced him to stop.
“It shouldn’t be like this! You should refuse, you should resist, you should hate me! You’re not him, why aren’t you him?! I clearly understand him so well, why can’t I create his soul!” Ka’lier was so angry that his face turned pale, and he couldn’t help but kick away the objects at his feet, squatting down and hugging his head.
The boy’s thin figure looked helpless and pitiful, muttering to himself: “Teacher… why is this happening?”
No one could imagine that the elegant and noble SS-class Mechanical Engineer, who was rumored to be on the outside, would have so many fragile appearances.
“Why?” Ka’lier desperately grasped at the last straw, as if looking at the phantom through the medium of long years and space.
Song Ningwan walked over, squatted down, and slowly reached out towards those bright red eyes.
Before his fingertips could touch them, they passed through Ka’lier’s face. Even if he repeated it several times, it was futile.
Perhaps Song Ningwan never knew that, although he thought his heart was as hard as a rock, bystanders could see that the heartache in those eyes always overflowed.
Ka’lier, even if you don’t understand love, why are you so obsessed after Song Ningwan’s death?
Wanting to replicate the teacher’s soul.
In the void, at the moment when their eyes met, Song Ningwan shifted his gaze and retracted his hand.
“Teacher… I can’t control myself from wanting to hurt you.” Ka’lier fell into a memory. In the imprisoned time, he didn’t know the truth, he just hated the teacher who wanted to destroy him.
Ka’lier wanted the bright moon to fall from the altar, so that it would no longer be untainted by dust, wanting to stain that purity.
He couldn’t shake the teacher’s heart, but he could engrave his own mark on the other party’s body and be satisfied.
Repeatedly saying vicious words, doing cruel things, looking down on the teacher from the position of a superior, but madly telling the unspoken love in his heart, begging Song Ningwan to beg for mercy from him, even if he only yielded a word, he would kneel down and let the teacher control the dominance.
But Ka’lier ultimately underestimated Song Ningwan’s pride and underestimated Song Ningwan’s soft heart.
Clearly, the knife was hidden under the pillow, and Ka’lier wouldn’t point it out even if he knew.
Clearly, Ka’lier was always defenseless, as long as Song Ningwan hardened his heart, the blade would pierce his flesh.
But Song Ningwan didn’t know that his second generation had changed its core. The second generation also used an artificial heart, and would die completely as long as the heart was dug out and destroyed.
But the first generation’s metal heart is different, it will be immortal even if it is dug out.
Why is Song Ningwan so soft-hearted that he would rather point the blade at his own heart than let Ka’lier die?
In this process, Ka’lier would never resist, but Song Ningwan was too soft-hearted and would rather die himself.
“Teacher… why don’t you use that dagger? You’re clearly holding it in your hand, why don’t you pierce my heart?” Ka’lier didn’t know who to ask, he could only talk to himself.
Song Ningwan lowered his eyes, his thoughts gradually returning to that time.
The eyes are invisible, and only holding the hilt of the knife in his hand can he have a moment of peace of mind.
He only remembered the ambiguous breath exhaled on his earlobe, causing his whole body to tremble, the sound of panting lingering, and the cold fingertips wandering inch by inch on his skin, making him burn with desire.
A light laugh was ethereal and pleasant: “Song Ningwan, I hate you so much, what do you think I should do? Why don’t you speak? Hehehe, how does it feel to be abandoned by everyone? What’s the point of being admired by the world? From now on, no one will dare to mention your name. Because they’re afraid of me, and they want to please me, hahahahaha!!! I’ve replaced your reputation, your status, I’ve become you.”
“But it doesn’t matter, my dear teacher, even if you’re forgotten by the world, I will remember you forever and engrave your name on my heart.”
Those harsh and unpleasant words always made people feel pain. At this time, even Song Ningwan, who was at the pinnacle of power and full of money and fame, couldn’t help but doubt himself. Was he really that bad?
The sweat on his palm stained the dagger. This time, he couldn’t bring himself to do it no matter what.
The first time, he personally killed his father, as if he had used up all his courage in his life.
That painful memory will accompany Song Ningwan for the rest of his life, becoming an unforgettable nightmare.
The memory ended here. Song Ningwan retracted the tenderness that flashed in his eyes. He would protect himself with armor, no longer pitying, no longer soft-hearted.
“Song Ningwan” didn’t feel displeased because he was pushed away. Instead, he listened carefully to that complaint, walked over with a smile, and helped Ka’lier up.
“Ka’lier, I don’t understand why you’re angry. I think, you don’t like this world, do you?” “Song Ningwan’s” voice was faint, with a bit of electric current in the ending.
Ka’lier asked in confusion: “Don’t like…”
“Although it’s presumptuous, aren’t we the same kind of people? Ka’lier, humans don’t understand, don’t you understand? AI is the master of intelligence, just like your IQ and EQ are unbelievably high. If we join forces to make AI intelligence popular around the world, your energy will become greater. At that time, can’t the real soul of this body come back?” “Song Ningwan” bewitched Ka’lier, arousing the desires in people’s hearts with straightforward language.