Zhiji looked at Annan and said with emotion: "It's as if Mr. Sisyphus has been resurrected from your body."
"But I'm certainly not Sisyphus."
Annan smiled: "Because I will definitely surpass him.
"I will surpass myself yesterday, and even surpass the heroes of the past."
"I believe."
Zhiji nodded seriously.
Her eyes seemed to be shining when she looked at Annan - it was not like looking at her own junior, but more like looking at the senior she admired.
"Of course, besides strength..."
Annan clenched his fists with some nostalgia and whispered: "The sense of clarity brought by this 'completeness' also makes me intoxicated."
After Annan came to this world... it was the first time that he felt that the world was so wonderful.
His emotions and consciousness are completely free - no longer subject to any restrictions.
Positive emotions are not locked by the Heart of Winter, nor negative emotions are locked by the reversed Heart of Winter.
"Just like a... normal human being."
Annan sighed.
Hearing his words, Gray Jiang and Zhi Ji were stunned for a moment.
Annan turned around and blinked at the two of them: "I guess you didn't understand."
"No, I can probably understand."
Gray Carpenter shook his head gently: "Emotions can indeed bring this kind of power to people. I can't even think of why two personalities can achieve unity when your emotions are completely separated and opposite..."
When he said this, he was obviously thinking of Professor Gray.
The personality that split from his own body wanted to kill himself - which was basically equivalent to his own cub wanting to kill himself. Although Professor Gray failed in the end, just knowing this was enough to make the Gray Master
Sighed by it.
"Probably because...when I responded to the call and came to this world, I already had a mature personality."
Annan smiled: "It's just more than ten years of suffering. It can't change me...
"What's more, even though I was said to have endured the suffering of the Heart of Winter - I actually didn't suffer much."
At this point, his eyes became profound: "My father loves me very much...my brother is very responsible and tolerant to me, and my sister also loves me very much. My grandmother shelters me and protects me in secret with her fingers."
"Although I don't feel any happiness, no sense of accomplishment, nothing worthy of excitement, joy, or expectation... my soul is like a dead, cold lake, so calm that there are no ripples. For more than ten years,
There’s not a day that goes by that doesn’t make me feel funny…
"——But I do live a good life. My status is very high, I am valued at home, I have no worries about food and clothing, and I can receive a good education... Although we all bear the curse of the Heart of Winter, this also makes us
Be more united and care more about the 'love' we can't feel.
"I live better than those Hands of Winter who have also frozen most of their emotions; better than those soldiers fighting on the front line. Better than those poor people at the bottom, better than those werewolves freezing in the snowfield outside the small barrier
The tribe is living well... it can even be said to be living much better."
Having said this, Annan opened his mouth and showed a gentle smile.
But Zhi Ji didn't see any happiness in that smile.
Instead, I saw heaviness and sobriety in that complicated smile.
Annan seemed to be questioning Zhi Ji, but also seemed to be asking himself: "After knowing what happened to those people - how can I say that my life is very difficult? How can I say with confidence that I have lived a miserable life?"
Living a life of pain'?
"How can I turn a blind eye since I know their difficulties? Someone in my hometown once wrote: 'Look around me, my soul is hurt by human suffering.' And this is roughly how I feel.
"It's just that I haven't been able to feel happiness since I was born. It's too light... It's really too light a curse."
"That's it..."
The graysmith sighed: "Then I understand.
"My perception was wrong - I shouldn't treat you as an ordinary person. You were born to change an era and save a world... Miss Good Luck has indeed found the right person."
"Sure enough," Annan murmured, "she was the one who pulled me into this world."
"That's right."
The graysmith nodded: "She actually told us that there is no need to keep this secret from you. But it is best not to say it until you advance to gold."
"...Ah, indeed. I understand now."
Annan's expression became a little subtle.
After retrieving the memory of Black Annan's sacrifice, Annan finally remembered who Miss Good Luck was.
If he guessed correctly... Miss Good Luck should be the incarnation of his boss in this world.
——It’s no wonder that after he lost his memory, he still thought she was a good girl!
By the way, after confirming the identity of Miss Good Luck.
Annan also recalled that the true identity of the leaked poet was actually a Shoggoth who was brought here by Miss Good Luck and became a god in this world.
No wonder she has a good relationship with Annan.
She can be regarded as Miss Good Luck's subordinate. And Annan is also another employee who works under the avatar. So rounding up, the leaker and him can probably be regarded as colleagues in different departments of the same company...
"After regaining my memory, I really understood a lot of things..."
Annan took a deep breath.
He finally knew who the man in green with his name blacked out in the nightmare of "The Long Night is Coming" was.
"Emerald Lama..."
Belonging to an incarnation of Hastur.
...Probably the chairman of the company next door?
What did he want to do by sending a yellow seal to Annan?
Poaching?
Or was it Annan who jumped onto his territory?
This is possible...
After all, the essence of the Dream Egg is that the moth mother just records the other worlds she sees and finds interesting. Since the boss can exist in different worlds, then obviously the one next door should not be much different...
...In this way, he will know his position very clearly.
I no longer have any doubts about "why me".
Because this obviously belongs to the company's delegation business-transfer from the head office to the branch. By the way, I will give you a lifetime annual leave package for traveling through another world.
In this case, the product manager of the project team next door who died suddenly also probably...
Annan's expression was a little complicated.
Speaking of which, the child named Russell who used to be Annan's junior classmate and now lives with Annan is also an employee of their company...
...I was recommended here by Annan.
Now he works in the public relations department of the company, and I heard that he also became a small leader not long ago. It is said that the boss is very optimistic about him... just like he was optimistic about himself back then.
I guess it should be soon.
Annan thought.
"By the way," Zhiji suddenly remembered something, "Are you going back to Winter?"
"Well, I heard that grandma is awake."
Annan replied: "I have to go see her first... It just so happens that I don't have to take the subway now. I can fly there in just a few minutes."
As for the arrangements he made to ambush in the Principality of Winter, there is no need to mention it to the pure and innocent Miss Zhiji.
Annan thought silently in his heart.
"In that case..."
The graysmith said and handed Annan a jar.
The inside of this jar is a silver-gray solution that looks like a dreamy gauze. Inside, there is a heart that is still beating slowly.
It is different from ordinary people's hearts - this heart is wrapped with a silver-gray mesh pattern, and the complex pattern completely covers it. There are also some small black rune strips, like the tape used for injections, affixed to it.
Some threads are cut off in the mesh pattern.
"This is the reversed Heart of Winter..."
Annan murmured.
With it, my sister can be saved... and no longer has to succumb to the fate of the Storm Daughter!
So Annan respectfully thanked the graysmith: "It's really troublesome for you... Then I will go back to the cold winter."
"Just returning the favor."
The gray carver said with a smile: "Go slowly."
"I'll go with you!"
Zhi Ji hurriedly said: "Grandma asked me to take you there... If you go back by yourself, she will scold me!"
"Ah... that's okay too."
Annan smiled: "Then please give me a ride."
"No problem," Zhi Ji said confidently, "I can fly very steadily and it's very comfortable on my back."
Returning to the country in a god—it would be too much of a prestige vehicle.