No Man's Sky: One Hundred Years of Solitude Chapter 29 Postscript A Hundred Years of Story
"Is this the end..."
Stroking the door, Li Lin sighed.
"There are still a dozen years left... Without games, novels, and music, how can I survive... But at the end of the day, I should be able to understand my arrangements, right? Don't waste this last chance, I don't know what you are like..."
Leaning back in the chair in the command room, Li Lin sighed lazily.
There is no system interface, no auxiliary system, no game introduction. There is only the soft leather texture on the back and the slightly pungent air lingering in the nose.
I am no longer a player. Although I realized this from the beginning, I still feel a sense of fear and disbelief. Everything is running smoothly, but it can't continue. I am just an imitation, a simple replica. In other words, I am an eternal NPC.
I kind of want to meet him...but I can't.
There is no way for me to see myself in another time and space. I am always alone at the same time.
If everything goes according to the plan, then the moment after my death, the god who did such a vicious thing will be hunted by me, right?
Of course, I have no idea how much this NPC has thought about. I don't know what choices this simple background NPC has made during the hundreds of days of torture and crying. I also don't know how much awareness he had to do such a thing when he was sure that he only had one life.
Sometimes I thought, wouldn't it be nice to be an NPC in the virtual world? But how can I say it, I still can't accept it. He didn't need to appear, but because of the selfish desire of a god, he was born in this world. He was trapped forever in this world that was only the size of two ships, and there was no way to break free. Because only the position of the turbulent space and time could make his existence appear. This was like being in prison.
But the main body seemed to be in jail? I don't have that memory. Of course, after all, I am just an NPC simulated by AI that is close to the player's thinking circuit.
If killed, you will die. If trained, you will grow. An NPC with only one life.
From my own point of view, I really hope he can be a little nicer to other NPCs.
"Ah~ I'm still unhappy. Where can I find someone better than me? Even Sally is not as good to him as I am."
But where are the people who are nice to me?
Li Lin stretched out his body and stared blankly at the ceiling.
I can never see other people, and those who see me will always die. The world is only the size of two ships. Besides, it is a product of conspiracy, a creation used to delay time. If I think about it this way, my NPC life is really pitiful.
That's why I want to resist. Leave ambiguous clues to hint at myself, reduce all other things that can interfere with the operation of fate to the lowest point, and then create a complete fait accompli. In order to prevent the whole conspiracy from going wrong at the time, I must not meet anyone, and if I meet, it must result in a confirmed ending of direct killing to complete this scam.
If I think about it this way, am I really crazy? Who would spend hundreds of years thinking about it for me? Because of the lack of information, it took more than ten years just to speculate and explore the space that sometimes worked and sometimes didn't work. It took another ten years to correct the impact. After that, I was just creating established facts, confirming the death of everyone and the phenomenon that I was still on the ship. I also had to pretend that I had made some great discovery or was completely unaware of the existence of gods.
It is impossible for a human to be so persistent, right? Even a professional player or a top player cannot be so persistent, right? In other words, there must be something wrong with Li Lin as the subject, right? Can the police arrest him?
Ah, I am an NPC, not a human.
Hahahahaha…
I can't laugh.
"The time is almost up."
Feeling the ripples coming from time and space, Li Lin sighed and took out a cross from his arms.
That was his unique skill, belonging to NPC Li Lin. He did not learn any forging, nor any enchanting ability. In order to prevent himself from going crazy, he simply started to learn some useless things. And this cross was also a witness to his life. And the god also confirmed this. So she will soon descend around, and now is the time to perform.
After feeling the unique atmosphere of the god, Li Lin sighed while sitting in the command chair, kissed the cross of Olihagang, and threw it aside. Then, under the god's seemingly overjoyed gaze, countless lights lingered around his head.
The next step is the most critical moment of the trap, which is to create a fait accompli with the death of NPC Li Lin.
Through this place of absolute certainty a loophole is created that shouldn't exist.
Only in this way can the cautious god reveal his flaws.
Come on, me over there.
Don't let my plan fail, or I will die with regret...
"Ah, it's already been a hundred years. I've had enough of living. There's nothing here, no one. What's the point of me living? I might as well die... That's right, then I'll die now."
The next moment, countless rays of light pierced Li Lin's skull.
It didn't feel painful. Perhaps it was because he subconsciously allowed the holy light to have the ability to paralyze. The world in front of Li Lin's eyes gradually became blurred.
...Did it succeed?
It seems to have succeeded. As expected of the original body.
At the moment of his death, Li Lin looked at the god who was running towards him in a panic and suddenly laughed wildly at him as he was dying. He smiled and closed his eyes.
Then, in the next moment, the dead body was occupied by another soul. The body of the white knight stood up again as if it had never been injured. He looked at the god who seemed to have succeeded in his conspiracy and said the predetermined words.
" Nothing—"
But before he could finish his words, the wound in his brain and the holy light outside entangled with each other, recreating the moment of death.
Fate ends here.
The moment the player dies, resurrection begins.
Everything ended just as the NPC had expected.
Li Lin, who was resurrected instantly, looked at the god who was about to die together with him with some surprise, and then successfully bound him to the present era. However, no one found the cross that fell in the dust. It was not until the professor and the paladin reviewed the ship that they saw this strange thing.
The originally angry paladin picked up the fallen cross, and after a while of reflection, he showed a somewhat inexplicable expression. Finally, he whispered an apology to the cross in his hand, and then put it back where it was.
"You're a warrior."
After saying this, the Paladin turned and left.
Then the professor who reviewed it for the second time picked up the cross and looked at the patterns on it with some surprise.
"Is this... Li Lin's? Oh, really? There is such a story."
After experiencing the emotions contained in it, the professor sighed.
"It would be a shame to leave it here, I'll take it over."
This is an ending.
The ornament without any magic power passed through several people before arriving in front of its owner.
As if by some kind of fate, Li Lin somehow grabbed this ornament without any special power and put it around his neck. As the light shone, the carefully carved cross reflected a gentle light.
'Crude and crude Oliha steel cross (no grade decoration): a poor craftsman used the deck of the cabin as raw material and spent a hundred years carving it. The method is rough and has no rules and no aesthetics, but it can be seen that the owner has deep faith and confidence. It firmly believes in the victory of a certain battle and instills this belief into the cross. Although it has no magic, it can make people feel the certainty of victory.'
