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"What?" Parker stepped back in shock, his mood undoubtedly darkened.
If he were truly Relock, then the meaning of his own existence would be stripped of its reality, rendering his very being meaningless.
"Now it's my turn to ask you," Relock replied, raising his gun with determination.
It was the sharp Gauss Sniper Rifle. No one knew where it came from or what technology forged it, but even if someone tried to replicate it, every contour would be difficult to match perfectly. The Gauss Sniper Rifle was indeed Relock's weapon of choice, its design remarkably unique.
His name, Relock, was engraved on the grip—a name belonging to a deceased celebrity. This great name had been bestowed upon him at birth, yet he grew up in a family that was far from affluent. His parents were servants in a wealthy household, and sometimes they would bring home leftover food.
The discarded clothing, though made of fine fabric, had been worn by others. There were times he envied the carefree children who had not yet grown up, while he was already bound as a companion reader under the Menech Family's supervision. He watched as their children gradually broke boundaries and grew up, yet in another sense, he found himself drawn to the mistress of the house—someone who shunned fame and fortune, cherished her own thoughts, and could be mischievous and emotional.
At one point, the girl brought home a boy who cared for her deeply. He vowed to protect her and declared to everyone in the house: "From now on, she is my bride. Whether you like it or not, I will dedicate my life to her."
The two lived closely together, and it was unclear why the head of the Menech Family would make such an absurd decision. Externally, they were known for their strict discipline.
Under his guidance, many children ventured out into the world as adults; even the least successful among them became executives at various companies. Yet this did not alter others' perceptions of them; even those who struggled climbed to high positions through their own efforts—unrelated to the enviable Menech Family.
Frustrated youths had once been kicked out by their families and had walked forward step by step on their own. Their status had reached a level where they could overshadow others.
Despite the immense power of the Menech Family, the head truly broke precedent by agreeing to the boy and girl's request. Eventually, they became husband and wife. From that point on, the head took care of him as well, always saying that he would rely on him to protect her and hoped he would be her wall against harm—those were his words at that time.
At that moment, he firmly believed that this girl was his destined partner. With the head's support, they became good friends who attended school together. But then came the day when the woman walked down the aisle in a wedding dress, entering the church under divine blessings as they were recognized as husband and wife.
His heart was bleeding. Was he really going to turn against the Menech Family, whom he had served for so many years, all for a girl? If a girl appeared before him, he would willingly protect her with his life, shielding her from any difficulties and thorns that might pierce her skin.
This was the life he sought. After a few moments of contemplation, he realized that even if she married someone else, his love for her would remain unchanged. He would treat her husband with respect, never forgetting the vows he had made in the past to the woman he loved—the one he yearned for and aspired to be with. Even her husband would have to protect her with his life because he loved her and did not want to see her cry or suffer.
"You are Parker Parkinson. Why is it that your Solar Fire gene has yet to manifest? What do you think is causing this outcome? Soon enough, you will become the most marginal figure in this team. Perhaps by then, you will leave on your own. But right now, I want to know what is hindering your personal development—your mindset?" Relock spoke in a commanding tone, continuing on.
"Uh, I don't know why. Maybe this ability just doesn't work well for me," Parker replied.
Parker nervously lowered his gun; this man was terrified of death. Even when someone pointed a gun at him, he wouldn't argue or resist. He would go along with whatever the other person wanted, even if it meant risking his own life without hesitation.
He was such a coward. Yes, cowardly—but so what? He had once basked in glory and experienced powerful peaks, but those moments came and went quickly.
"Fine, let's assume you're right. Pick up the assault rifle; maybe I've found the reason for the problem," Relock said calmly as he forcefully stowed the entire gun into a compartment in his ring.
"Uh, okay," Parker replied as he picked up the rifle from the ground and placed it into his bag, closely following Relock.
"What did you discover that makes you want me to check it out with you?" Parker asked next, but received no response from the person ahead.
After walking for a while, they noticed a mass of black mist ahead. It was hard to discern at first glance due to the dim lighting in the area. The two of them relied on a single flashlight to navigate their way forward—perhaps to conserve battery or due to individual preferences. However, each of them was equipped with gear that had passed safety inspections; there were no substandard items among them. The batteries were still sealed, but Parker's flashlight had been damaged during an earlier incident and was no longer functional.
The two of them moved forward with such equipment, and they still found the source, which was a magical black mist. The two of them walked over without hesitation. The black mist enveloped the tunnel, and then the next moment, even the light was blacked out. It was as if the fog was swallowing them up. When they walked out the next moment, they found that they had actually arrived at the location they had just been in, and behind them was still the same tunnel they had come here from. But if you go back now, you will definitely encounter the same problem and be sent back to the origin here again, so the fog has become the key to this facility. With its existence, the road here has basically become an endless loop. , they have traveled a lot of distance, but still cannot reach their goal, so they can basically consider the seriousness of the problem here. ()
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