sjar Chapter 663 Memory
Chapter 663 Memory
In the wooden house, An Ming cautiously observed the surrounding situation from the window. He breathed a sigh of relief only after confirming that there were no Holy City guards hiding in secret.
Who would have thought that the most important Saint Lady in the Holy City was sitting at the dining table at this moment, clumsily picking up food with chopsticks and eating with relish. If she was caught by the guards, it would not be a matter of just one leg.
He had witnessed with his own eyes how fanatical the people of Shuangyue City were about the Saint, so it was considered gentle of him not to strip him naked and throw him into the bonfire for a barbecue party.
"How long...has it been since you last had a meal?"
After confirming that the door was locked again, An Ming sat down opposite 037. Although this girl didn't eat very fast, she never stopped eating and finished four bowls of rice with two dishes.
An Ming decided to overturn his previous idea. This was not just a matter of adding a pair of chopsticks. 037 alone was at least worth two of him.
"Sorry, I'm full."
037 said this, but there was no embarrassment on his face, and his eyes were full of nostalgia and memories of the delicious food he had just eaten.
Those clear eyes seemed to be searching for something, and then they quickly found the answer, "You have questions for me, right?"
An Ming nodded: "Are you the saint of this world?"
"To be precise, she is the God-given one of Tethys," 037 picked up the chopsticks again and practiced using them somewhat clumsily, "Only after wearing the Double Moon Crown can you become a true Saint."
Her tone was flat, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her, but the movements of her hands revealed a childlike curiosity and persistence.
Moreover, the Blue Star language spoken by 037 is no longer as sluggish and slow as it was at the beginning. Now she can communicate smoothly with An Ming and even understand the meaning of most of the words.
In comparison, An Ming had spent seven years and only barely understood the basics of this world's language. Even daily communication was difficult, and he had to use gestures most of the time.
"Just tell me directly like that?" An Ming raised his eyebrows in surprise. This girl was unexpectedly very straightforward.
"It's not a secret."
037 tilted his head slightly, a confused look appeared on his cold face, and his long silver hair slid down his shoulders as he moved. "On the contrary, there are many things about you that I want to know."
There was a persistent light flashing in those clear blue eyes, as if he would not give up until he got the answer.
"Everything about Tethys is recorded by the Memory. There has never been a past on this planet that is not known to the Memory."
She deftly turned the chopsticks in a circle in her palm and gently pointed at An Ming, "But you are not in my memory."
"So...what exactly is memory?" Since coming to this world, An Ming has heard the word "memory" more than once. Even the priest he met for the first time said to him, "May the memory be with you."
An Ming had never thought in a certain direction before, until this moment, when an absurd but indeed possible idea suddenly flashed through his mind.
Memory...Flo?
There are star gods in the worldview of Star Dome Railway, and the god worshipped by the people of Twin Moon Star, could it be that the star god of memory, Fuli?
"memory?"
037 showed a slightly confused expression, and tried hard to find words in the Blue Star language that could be easily explained. After a moment, she raised her clear eyes again:
"Memory is everything that happened on this planet, the birth of one person, the birth of all people, the death of one person, until the demise of the planet."
"Everything that has happened on this planet from the beginning to now is memory."
"And the mission of the God-given..." 037 raised his clear, almost transparent eyes, "is to carry the memory of this planet and pass it on forever."
037 really doesn't hide anything and speaks without reservation, answering almost every question. However, with his always cold and distant face, he always gives people a strange sense of incongruity.
The girl's eyes were still as blank as when they first met a year ago, but now there was a hint of liveliness in those eyes that had once been calm.
She was supposed to be the most exquisite doll in the holy city, but because of an unexpected encounter, she was stained with colors beyond her memory.
An Ming roughly understood the current situation. This planet was called Tethys. A saint given by the gods had existed here a long time ago, and the saint's mission was to record everything that happened.
This is probably what it finally becomes called “memory”.
037...No, to be precise, every saint before was just a container of Tethys' memory.
"You're right to understand it this way," 037 gently blinked his captivating eyes, his gaze as pure as a child asking for candy.
"I've told you everything I know..."
The girl suddenly leaned forward, her long silver hair falling from her shoulders, and her charming body curves naturally stretched out, "Now, can you let me taste the food from your hometown again?"
037 suddenly came closer, so close that An Ming could clearly smell the faint fragrance between the girl's white hair, like the water melted from the snowy mountains, or like the lavender bushes with fireflies dancing.
Her warm breath brushed his cheek, and her clear eyes became more beautiful the closer she got.
An Ming's earlobes turned slightly red, and he quickly took a few steps back, "That's no problem, but... is it okay for you to stay here?"
037 blinked, her long silver hair swaying slightly as she moved. "It's nice here, I like it very much."
She noticed An Ming's red ears and suddenly smiled.
"Are you shy?"
037 sat back in the wooden chair gracefully, with her hands folded on her knees. From this aspect, one could indeed see the traces of her being a saint, as every move she made was very orderly.
An Ming coughed lightly and rubbed his brows helplessly, "Don't you know that you are very beautiful?"
"I?"
037 had no self-awareness of this, "No matter how beautiful the puppet is, it's just a delicate puppet."
From the moment she was born, she was placed on a high platform that attracted everyone's attention. The gazes of the people below the stage - devout, greedy, fanatical - surged and receded like the tide.
She is 037.
036 is right, they are just vessels given the name of saints.
Who would care about “her” behind the container?
"If I hadn't met you that day, I would still be fulfilling my duties as a saint conscientiously," 037 leaned back in her chair, looking through the wooden window at the holy city in the distance.
"I wouldn't...have so many emotions that I don't even understand."
Her voice was very soft, as if she was talking to herself, or as if she was talking to An Ming.
No one on this planet will listen to the words of the "Saint". Only the person in front of her, the soul that does not belong to Tethys, can resonate with her.
Only strangers who cannot even record their "memories" can see the real "her".