Seeking Truth with a Sword-Chapter 655 - 592: True or False_3

"Ang, what are you doing? Don’t do anything foolish!"

Li Ang’s mother’s voice rose several notches in alarm. The caregivers and attendants grew restless, ready to pounce and stop him at any moment.

"This really is reality!"

Professor Jun pleaded earnestly, "If you don’t believe it, why don’t you take a helicopter ride? Go up into the sky. Take a look at the bustling cities, look at all those living people. A Dream Realm can’t simulate that much."

"The last world felt very real too, didn’t it?"

Li Ang countered, "Whoever created the Illusion Realm to trap me is very powerful, even capable of effortlessly simulating an entire world."

"Okay, let’s take a huge step back!" Li Ang’s mother pleaded. "Suppose there really is some entity—gods, Buddha, even aliens! If they designed this to trap you, maybe it’s for your own good? Like in ’The Matrix,’ perhaps waking up from the ’Illusion Realm’ means facing an even worse reality? Maybe sinking into the Illusion Realm is actually what you wished for?"

"..."

Li Ang fell silent for a moment. This possibility did exist. Assuming he was a brain in a vat, what kind of entity would expend such vast resources just to keep him immersed in an Illusion Realm?

"Ang, here’s the home phone; it’s connected."

Li Ang’s father, who had been silent until now while tapping on his phone, showed Li Ang the screen. "On the other end is Chai Cuiqiao. She wants to talk to you."

With the speakerphone activated, that familiar female voice came through.

"Hello? Is this Young Master Li Ang?"

"...Yes."

"You’ve been discharged from the hospital? That’s wonderful, I knew good fortune was on your side! HAHAHA, so when are you coming back? I’ll cook for you. Actually, these past few days, I’ve prayed every night before bed, hoping you’d be safe and sound..."

The phone filled with Chai Cuiqiao’s crisp, incessant chatter.

A content smile subconsciously touched Li Ang’s lips as numerous fragments of memory surfaced in his mind.

The call continued for a long time before it finally ended.

Li Ang’s father put away the phone and said in a grave tone, "See? There are so many people in this world who love and care about you. So, don’t do anything foolish."

"Life is wonderful indeed..."

Li Ang spoke, his tone complex. He quietly withdrew the leg he had dangled over the windowsill and tossed the stapler out the window as well.

Parents, attendants, doctors, and caregivers—everyone breathed a sigh of relief. In the next second, however, Li Ang raised the Hand Crossbow made of Elemental Material and aimed it at his temple.

"Unfortunately, I still want to know the truth."

Li Ang said quietly, "Why did the last world end just as I was about to fully merge with the Elemental Material?

Why is it that in this world, only I can see the Elemental Material?

Perhaps the deity who created these multiple Illusion Realms didn’t intentionally leave this one thing behind. Maybe it’s because they couldn’t alter or erase the existence of Elemental Material..."

"Li Ang, regardless of what you saw in your hallucinations, right now, you’re aiming the metal window latch at your own temple."

Professor Jun said slowly, not wanting to agitate Li Ang, "This is the real world. It’s solid, tangible—the real world."

"Professor Jun."

"What is it?"

"Characters from a Dream Realm often stem from reality. Maybe in the actual reality, I know you too,"

Li Ang gave a slight smile. His fingers tightened on the Hand Crossbow’s trigger, pressing the tip of the Crossbow Arrow into the skin of his temple. "When I wake up again, it might be a war-torn battlefield.

It might be the vast and lonely expanse of a galaxy.

It might be a tragic, desperate apocalypse.

Regardless, I will embrace the truth, even if it’s not what I wish for.

See you in the new world."

BANG!

The Crossbow Arrow tore through his head.