Those Classmates who Suddenly Disappeared-Chapter 1678: Did Too Many Things Wrong

Lord Xiong showed some interest: "Oh, I’d like to hear. You, a newcomer who’s only had immortality for a few years, what insights do you have on eternal life?"

Gu Fan spread his hands and then smiled: "Insights are a bit of an exaggeration, but as an observer, I’ll share my feelings."

"Alright!" Lord Xiong nodded, appearing genuinely willing to listen.

Gu Fan continued, "I remember the Big Boss telling me before that after he gained immortality and endured the vast passage of time, he gradually stopped caring about anything—because he could have everything, and he could lose everything." ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Lord Xiong added, "That’s right, you’ll experience the same. For example, in matters of emotions, you have Lin Xi, Su Hui, Li Shi, and there will be other women waiting for you in the future. In time, you won’t care about feelings or love as much as you do now."

Gu Fan chuckled, his expression slightly awkward: "I admit, you’re right about that. I also believe that a hundred years from now, I won’t love any single woman as intensely as I might now. But that’s emotional fading, not emotional disappearance."

Upon hearing this, Lord Xiong’s brow furrowed, as if something extinguished deep within him had been rekindled by Gu Fan’s words.

Gu Fan continued, "The Big Boss still hates you, Lord Xiong—that is an emotion. And Zhuo Hang, over millennia, has never given up trying to deal with the Big Boss for revenge on your behalf—that too is an emotion. To them, you are irreplaceable; you are unique."

"We immortals can afford to not care about certain things or people because to us, whatever is lost can often be regained. But the problem lies in this: those things or people may be lost, but they must not be absent." Gu Fan looked directly at Lord Xiong, each word spoken with conviction: "Over endless time, we lose people and meet new ones. We may not care about these people deeply, but we cannot be without them. Otherwise, enduring time, accompanied only by loneliness, becomes truly tormenting. So I want to ask you, Lord Xiong—without companions, without someone to talk to, without someone to extend a hand when you need help—what kind of life is that? And how long has it been?"

"This..." Lord Xiong seemed to understand, then couldn’t help but smile: "I didn’t expect it. You’ve only experienced thirty years of immortality, and you already see things more clearly than us old monsters who’ve lived for millennia."

Gu Fan gave a wry smile: "Maybe after living a thousand years, experiencing countless events, I would become supremely resilient and gradually forget what Lin Xi, Su Hui, or Li Shi looked like. Even if I recalled them, I might feel no regret, no emotional stirrings. But Lin Xi taught me one thing: not everything disappears from a person’s heart through the passage of endless time."

"Lord Xiong, you are their father. The lack of paternal love is a missing emotional piece in the Big Boss’s heart, and it’s something Zhuo Hang sees as irreplaceable in his own heart." Gu Fan’s words touched something within Lord Xiong, casting a shadow over his expression.

Gu Fan waved his hand with a light smile: "Alright, I’m just randomly discussing things with you, Lord Xiong. After all, I’ve only been immortal for a few years, so I don’t know if what I’m saying is correct. It’s just how I feel about it."

As Gu Fan was about to leave, Lord Xiong reminded him: "Be careful. That demon king may be your future self, but his actions and ways of thinking are completely different from yours. Ruthless and cruel, and most importantly, he possesses further research that can make him stronger."

"Oh? What kind of research?" Gu Fan grew curious and wanted to know more.

Lord Xiong continued, "The Big Boss was imprisoned, so his knowledge is limited. But I collaborated with the demon king’s experiments, so I know a bit more. For instance, the Transformation Personnel Plan, which uses a drug to transform certain individuals, making them stronger."

Gu Fan frowned and quickly asked, "Is that why the Big Boss and you were so easily defeated by the demon king—because of this strength-enhancing drug?"

"Exactly, the demon king used this drug to easily defeat us. And when I and the Big Boss went mad and our strength grew, it was also because of this drug." Speaking of this, Lord Xiong’s face showed helplessness, as though he didn’t want to recall that humiliating experience.

Only at this moment did Gu Fan realize that the reason he had been unable to defeat the Big Boss before wasn’t that the Big Boss had become exceptionally powerful, but rather because of the strength-enhancing drug.

Perhaps the Big Boss had improved significantly over the years, but not enough to make Gu Fan completely powerless against him.

Although knowing the truth allowed Gu Fan to step out of the shadow of defeat by the Big Boss and regain some confidence, the thought of the demon king also possessing this drug left him wondering how he could possibly resist.

According to Lord Xiong, the drug was initially very flawed, causing severe side effects to the body, one of which was madness.

After some refinement, the drug’s effects on individuals diminished significantly. The demon king consumed the improved drug and easily defeated both the Big Boss and Lord Xiong.

Conducting experiments on such drugs inevitably required test subjects and countless failures. Failure meant sacrifice.

Imagine too many lives being sacrificed, too many failed experiments slowing down progress. Since an experiment failure demands greater certainty for the next trial, it naturally requires thorough study and drug refinement before selecting another appropriate subject for testing.

The demon king didn’t care how many lives were sacrificed. He only wanted to accelerate the pace of research. Thus, he found Lord Xiong—a person who could live eternally and endure countless tests—making him the perfect candidate for speeding up development of the drug.

This drug had no certainty of success, the extent of its harm to the human body was unknown—all irrelevant since the test subject wouldn’t die anyway. Just apply it and see.

So, with Lord Xiong’s cooperation, the drug underwent continuous experimentation and improvement until it was finally viable for use on ordinary people. This was the origin of the remould person.

"I understand now. My future self truly is a bastard. For your grievances, I will help you avenge them." Gu Fan said these words softly before turning and leaving, his silhouette tinged with desolation and his steps heavy.

Lord Xiong said nothing more. He simply sighed quietly. He didn’t know what burden Gu Fan now bore, nor what it felt like inside to face a future self he didn’t acknowledge, even hated.

Some say that as people grow up, they inevitably become what they once despised.

Others say that if one could go back in time, they’d slap their former self hard for all the mistakes made along the way.

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