The Cockroach-like Girl Is My Beast-Chapter 412 - 385: Golden Sea

"As long as the record can be kept, it’s not necessary to be experienced in a human way."

"Because he hopes to witness all the brilliance and splendor, which aligns with the inherent ability of the Source Stone to record information."

"Or perhaps it’s that his dream is induced by the Source Stone... by his Talent."

"Even if Ore Disease is incurable, one can transform into a Source Stone, recording the world in the form of a Source Stone."

"The second path is to become a complete representative of Ore Disease due to the Will within the Source Stone, spreading the existence of Source Stones throughout the world, like an incarnation of a natural disaster."

"This symbolizes the mechanism of the Source Stone’s self-augmentation and its underlying logic... eventually covering the entire world and sealing it."

"I know his Will is exceptionally strong, but the physical and mental pain brought by the late stage of Ore Disease is no lesser than the trial he has faced. He can endure for a day or two, a week or two, but a person is not a stone or machine; there are always limits."

"By then, he may either become unusually focused, condensing his own [Intention] and becoming an outlier, or perhaps... very calmly and serenely accept his fate, falling into an eternal sleep."

Kaiwen softly revealed the secret: "This is why Great Xia mandates that Talent awakening can only occur at sixteen, with records required."

"Many Talents, such as the [Eight Divisions of Celestial Beings] capable of mind control, are fundamentally against the Great Xia’s beliefs and are anti-human."

"If awakened prematurely, when the personality is not yet mature, it can easily cause problems and become a disaster."

"If he truly becomes a calamity, according to the Great Xia method... it must be dealt with or permanently sealed."

"Because he already has the budding form of [Intention], and by this direction, when surpassing the Six-Star level, the probability of condensing that kind of twisted, focused True Intent is very high."

"At that time... his excellence, his strength... will become a catastrophe for the world."

The three girls suddenly became absent-minded.

The prospects depicted by these two paths are so dark and terrifying.

Lin Guang, will he really inevitably walk towards these two outcomes?

After another moment of silence.

Chelina was the first to react, asking, "Can’t a Seven-Star Miracle Master save him? Besides, he should’ve already shown enough value; Great Xia can’t just leave him alone—"

"To save Lin Guang completely, merely a Seven-Star Miracle Master... might not be enough."

Kaiwen slowly shook her head: "If we forcefully demand their intervention, they might be able to rewrite him once."

"Twisting his consciousness with True Intent and power, brainwashing him, reshaping his very soul essence..."

"But what would come back to life would just be an entity with Lin Guang’s abilities, memories, contracts... yet, in essence, a new individual."

"It’s just killing him to reconstruct a seemingly similar yet counterfeit person from raw materials."

"Compared to letting the Will in the Source Stone twist him, this approach is closer to the death of consciousness."

"..."

"..."

"..."

The breath of the three girls suddenly halted.

"What about the third option?"

Lisa asked somewhat shakily.

"The last possibility left, the Blue Star is a world with countless essences gathered, a world of infinite possibilities, surely there are capable individuals or Divine Objects that can solve his problem, he also has the qualification to let Zhen Sheng City, and the many forces that owe him favors, to search for this ’possibility’..."

"An Eight-Star strong individual, a Divine Beast, a Holy Beast, there might be someone who can achieve it."

"But while the Blue Star is full of infinite possibilities, it is also vast and immense, requiring much time, and perhaps... this is likely just another ’Celestial Ladder Mountain trial’, a light within reach yet untouchable."

Kaiwen softly said: "But I will try everything possible to find it."

"......"

Vishdair clenched both fists: "So, how is he... specifically now, how much time does he have left?"

"... Very bad."

Kaiwen said, "The self-augmentation of the Source Stone inside Lin Guang is almost uncontrollable now."

"He must wake up; he has some ways to handle the situation by himself, potentially extending to five or six years; otherwise, he may not even make it one or two years."

"However, the current situation is... I don’t know how long it will take him to wake up, the battle at Celestial Ladder Mountain has exhausted him too much, almost plunging him into the deepest sleep, immersed in his own instincts and soul."

"How long it takes to awaken, entirely depends on his own Will."

Chelina softly asked: "... If he doesn’t wake up in one or two years? If no solution is found?"

Kaiwen fell silent.

She remained silent for a very long time.

Finally, she whispered a nearly hoarse, almost inaudible sentence.

"You... are his closest people.

"So it is up to you to decide his fate."

It is up to you to choose... whether he lives as an outlier or is reshaped into... a new... [Lin Guang].

"..."

"..."

"..."

For a moment, the air was as still as death.

Only the crisp sound of instruments echoed in the room.

......

It seems the situation has stabilized.

Lin Guang is no longer immersed in the Meditation Pod but is instead put in a hospital gown and transferred to a single ward in the school hospital not far from the Integrated Research Center.

Once Lin Guang’s condition was confirmed to stabilize and not suddenly deteriorate, Chelina went back home to bring all their daily essentials over, clearly planning to stay in this ward until the young man awakens.

The girls just quietly watched the boy’s sleeping face.

One hour, two hours, dozens of hours passed... They made no other movements, had no conversation, and didn’t even eat. They just watched. They could only watch.

Only the ticking of the clock on the wall, the changing light and shadows of day and night, and Kaiwen coming by occasionally to check on Lin Guang’s status and change the nutritional supplements could prove that time hadn’t frozen in this ward.

Although Kaiwen had said that it would be a while before the boy could wake up, what if by chance...

After all, he was the one who frequently created "miracles."

To him, rules were made to be broken; nothing was "impossible."

With this thought and hope, the girls quietly awaited the boy’s awakening.

The sun set, rose, and set again.

Suddenly, the night sky burst into colorful fireworks.​​

The colorful light passed through the curtains, casting fleeting shadows on the pale ceiling.

From afar came the cheers of the crowd, and the newly built clock tower of the Experimental School struck twelve times, heralding the arrival of the New Year.

Lin Guang’s phone, placed at the bedside, lit up.

It was a greeting from a certain girl.

The girl’s profile picture was still the previous selfie taken with Lin Guang at his home,

while in the ward, there was only the rhythmic "beep—beep—" of the heart monitor.

​The three girls were silent like sculptures.​​

​​Vishdair​​ sat on the window sill, her head resting against the glass, her red-black demon tail hanging down, the red-tipped end unconsciously etching marks on the glass.

She stared at the fireworks outside, her cross-shaped amber pupils reflecting the brilliant light, yet appearing as burnt-out embers.

​​"Tsk, so noisy."​​ she murmured, but her tone carried no genuine annoyance, only a certain repressed irritation.

​Lisa​ curled up in the armchair by the bed, hugging her knees like an abandoned doll, still wearing the purple dress torn by the aftermath of a battle. Her eyes were red and swollen, staring intently at Lin Guang’s face, as if afraid he would disappear if she blinked.

Standing by the bed was Chelina​​ in a maid outfit, hands crossed in front, posture as straight as a sword, but her tail, the usually gracefully swaying gray wolf tail, now hung stiffly with occasional slight tremors, as if restraining something vigorously.

Outside the window, another batch of fireworks soared skyward, exploding into a splendid golden drizzle.

Light spilled into the ward, briefly illuminating Lin Guang’s pale face, his long eyelashes casting fragmented shadows in the light, like a sleeping butterfly.

​​Vishdair suddenly stood up, walking to the bedside.​​

She reached out, her fingertips lightly touching Lin Guang’s cheek, as if to confirm whether he was truly still there.

​​"Hey, you..."​​

The girl’s voice was low, seemingly filled with a suppressed anger.

Yet there was also a... pause, as if choked with emotion.

"...don’t pretend to be asleep at a time like this."

​​No response.​​

​​Only the fireworks outside illuminated the dead silence within the ward.​

......

An endless golden sea.

Beneath the dark sky.

Dressed in a hooded black coat, with a blurry black crown atop his head, Lin Guang sat there, quietly dazing.

He gazed from afar at what seemed like a tree reaching heaven and earth, or perhaps a tall tower, feeling no desire to rise.

It felt as though something long lost had suddenly been completed, or under the influence of some will.

At this moment, his mind was suddenly at peace, even his thoughts seemed unwilling to stir.

It was a kind of instinctual tranquility.

It seemed just staying quietly here wasn’t so bad.

Everything stopped, everything was quiet.

However, at this moment... his dark golden eyes suddenly flickered.

Within his mind, something seemed to be calling him, breaking the inexplicable silence within.

It felt like a barely audible summons was coming from the tower.

Three patterns successively flashed across the back of his hand.

A tiny golden nine-tailed fox.

A red demon.

A dim blue wolf.

And even such a barely audible call, in this silent place, seemed exceptionally clear, igniting a thought in Lin Guang’s not quite awake yet thinking-consciousness.

——It’s time to leave.

——Someone is waiting for me.

The next moment, he stood up, taking steps, leaving ripples on the golden sea, heading towards the distant tower.

And each ripple he left seemed to raise tiny images on this golden sea.

Those were...

His bits and pieces of memories with the three girls.

The distant tower seemed to be watching him.

And in that dark sky, something also seemed to be watching him.

Like... two pairs of eyes.