Light Fortress Chapter 2122: Battle Against [Destiny]
Previously on Light Fortress...
Chapter 2122: Chapter 109: Battle Against [Destiny]
“These seven years… where have you all been?”
“We’ve been to many places. We’ve walked through every street and alley of Changye, seen every snowy mountain in the Tundra, waited for the sunrise at East Mountain, and watched the sunset at West Sea. Every corner of this world bears our footprints.”
“This world is vast.”
“Indeed, it is vast. Starting from the sunset of the West Sea, it takes a full year to return to the snowy mountains of the eastern dawn.”
“It seems you’ve truly visited many places.”
On a park bench, an old man holding a bunch of balloons couldn’t help but express his sentiment.
Suddenly, he shifted his tone, looking at the young man beside him, asking with confusion: “But how did you recognize me?”
“And how did you recognize me?”
The young man sitting beside the old man merely smiled without answering the question and instead posed his own.
“Recognizing you wasn’t hard.”
The old man shook his head and replied warmly: “Gu Shen, do you know? There’s a distinct aura about you… In this muddy world, it’s like a fire in a dark room. I’m not blind; such a big flame is bound to be seen.”
“I see.”
The young man smiled bitterly, reaching out to touch his face, genuinely praising: “No wonder you’re Mr. Turing; with this ‘facade’ I’ve deceived many.”
These seven years.
Gu Shen used spiritual power to alter his facial data, living in the real world with a different face…
If he didn’t want to reveal his identity, no one could recognize him.
“You still haven’t answered my question.” Turing smiled as he spoke: “How did you recognize me?”
“I don’t have your keen eyes; I looked several times before realizing something was amiss.”
Gu Shen humbly opened his mouth, slowly saying: “All things in the world are controlled by fate; no one can escape… In other words, everyone has a thread of destiny entangled. But you are an exception. How can an ordinary old man selling balloons in the park escape the control of ‘fate’?”
“…”
Turing went silent for a moment.
The old man opened his mouth with emotion, asking: “These seven years, have you been traveling or cultivating?”
“Both traveling and cultivating.”
Gu Shen earnestly said: “Traversing a thousand mountains and rivers surpasses ten years of arduous seclusion.”
Not long ago, he and Chu Ling were wandering in Snow Forbidden City.
A “subtle” sensation arose within his Heart Lake.
At first glance, Gu Shen didn’t feel anything unusual until he observed carefully and noticed that the aura of this “balloon grandpa” in the park was very special.
Even if one melts the fire seed and becomes a Divine Throne, they cannot escape the grip of “fate.”
After pondering for a moment, Gu Shen parted ways with Chu Ling and chose to approach this old man.
After a few simple conversations, neither chose to continue the charade, leading to the previous dialogue.
“With the information just shared, you can only confirm I’m not an ordinary person.”
Turing paused slightly before saying: “How do you know I am me?”
“Intuition.”
Gu Shen smiled and said: “My intuition is always very accurate.”
“Intuition?” Turing laughed helplessly: “Just intuition?”
“Not entirely.”
Gu Shen added sincerely: “You told me that we would meet again, so I’ve been waiting all these years, starting from seven years ago, waiting until now… You’ve never been one to break promises, so since seven years are nearly up, you should meet me.”
“You little rascal…”
Turing laughed out loud despondently.
He continued grumpily: “I am no better than you; breaking promises is no big deal; I’ve done plenty.”
“If you hadn’t lived as ‘Cui Zhongcheng’, perhaps you would have chosen to break the promise now?”
Gu Shen blinked mischievously and smiled: “But you’ve been punctual for decades; once certain habits form, they’re hard to change, like… the gesture of adjusting glasses.”
Turing fell completely silent.
He halted his half-raised arm… if it weren’t for what Gu Shen said…
He was about to perform the subconscious gesture of adjusting his glasses.
Gu Shen was right; during those years living as “Cui Zhongcheng,” he developed many “bad habits” that originally weren’t his.
Adjusting glasses was one, being punctual and never breaking promises was another.
“Actually, I had intended to see you sooner.”
Turing chuckled softly: “But you rascal run fast; seeing you isn’t easy.”
“If you had released a message earlier, I guarantee I wouldn’t have gone anywhere.”
Gu Shen said earnestly: “An appointment is nowhere near as important as seeing you?”
Turing remained noncommittal, bantering sarcastically: “Smooth-talking, talking one way to people, another to ghosts; even now, you’re still the same?”
“I’ve always been that way.”
Gu Shen said warmly: “Elder, but on this matter, you don’t seem to have the qualification to criticize me…”
He traveled the human world for seven years.
Wasn’t Turing the same?
For nearly a thousand years, Turing has lived and roamed this land as a ‘visitor,’ with a thousand different faces. No one could discern which face actually belonged to Turing.
“Alright, let’s get to the main topic.”
Turing coughed lightly, bringing his fist to his mouth, and said seriously: “That day is approaching.”
Gu Shen’s expression became serious as well.