The end of the world starts with failing the exam

Chapter 452 The Registrar from the Club (Part )

In the thirty-fifth year when King Huang led everyone to move into deep space.

The "Kakosa Kingdom" established by him in the outside world was also completely destroyed.

The cause of the destruction was not the invasion of foreign enemies, but the crazy civil war until the entire kingdom fell apart... But the Yellow King didn't care, because he already understood it.

If we divide for a long time, we will unite and if we unite for a long time, we will divide.

Everyone is trapped in a cycle of endless reincarnation, and there is no point in trying to save them again.

"The only one who can save them is yourself." Huang Wang often comforted himself like this, and this also made Chen Jing couldn't help but laugh, as if he looked in the mirror and saw another self. This way of self-soothing is so familiar. .

In deep space.

King Huang re-planned the territory according to his own ideas and gathered countless stars near the black star according to rules. The families who followed him into deep space settled here in batches...

The days passed peacefully.

At least that's what it seems.

These dependents will always be of the same mind as the Yellow King and will not do anything that the Yellow King does not like. This is not because of fear or awe... but because their ideas have long been influenced by the Yellow King.

Whatever King Huang thinks is right, they will also think it is right.

Things that King Huang despised, they would naturally despise as well.

So in deep space, they built a new utopia, but no outsiders were allowed here, only the Huang King's family.

Here, Huang Wang's daily life is about three o'clock and one line.

Or sleeping in.

Or wander around Lake Halli.

Or he would go to the settlements of various clans to peek into their lives.

Seeing that everyone was having a good time, King Huang was naturally relieved.

"It's really weird... there's not a single familiar face..."

When Chen Jing saw this, he couldn't help complaining to "him" in his heart.

"There is no Bai Aji, no Yegthos, and no Black Pharaoh... How long ago did this memory of the Yellow King go!"

"do not know."

At this moment, "he" was also confused.

"This period of history should be blank in my understanding. It was empty long ago before the arrival of the Creator..."

"There's another question I've been meaning to ask you."

Chen Jing hesitated for a moment, but finally looked at Huang Wang's familiar face and couldn't help but ask.

"Why does King Huang look exactly like us?"

"……do not know."

"Don't tell me it's a coincidence!"

Chen Jing had a terrible headache. From Huang Wang's appearance as an adult, it was not difficult for him to tell that he was carved out of the same mold as himself. There was almost no difference in facial features, eyebrows, or body fat or thin.

"I don't know where the hell I'm going!"

Hearing that "he" also had a confused tone, Chen Jing suddenly became even more confused... Yes, King Huang looked exactly like them, and even sometimes spoke with the same demeanor and tone.

Is this a coincidence?

Chen Jing thinks it shouldn't be the case.

"Hey, tell me...we are not the reincarnation of the Yellow King, are we?"

"Impossible. The man named Huang was so dead that he reincarnated into Mao's life." He retorted angrily, as if he was unwilling to associate himself with the reincarnation of King Huang. "You really think of us?" Reincarnated as a soul boy? The reincarnation rate in the old days was fucking zero!"

"..."

"Oh, that might be a coincidence!"

"…I hope so."

"Don't pay attention to King Huang's appearance. Look at the others... they all seem to be like A Ling."

Hearing what "him" said, Chen Jing couldn't help but turn his attention away from King Huang and turned to observe the strange family members.

The faces of all the family members were misty.

Including A Ling.

No... to be precise, the first person to become foggy was A Ling.

<divclass="contentadv">And this mutation appeared in her very early.

It was when the Yellow King first created the resistance.

Do not you know why.

Suddenly one day.

Her gentle and lovely face was covered with a strange mist.

Gradually.

Many people around Huang Wang also experienced this change one after another.

This fog is gray.

Shrouded in the face, people's facial features become blurred.

But only Chen Jing saw this change.

King Huang seemed to be unable to see the mist from beginning to end.

"I did the math just now... We found that those people who were entangled in the mist... have now followed King Huang to the deep sky... In other words, those who are enveloped in the mist are all his dependents... with the exception of A Ling."

"Not a good sign."

The word "him" suddenly appeared in Chen Jing's mind, and his tone was very determined, as if he had realized something.

"This group of the Huang King's family members did not survive to the next generation at all. Even Yegetos and the others have no impression of these family members... Maybe they are all dead, including that A Ling."

King Huang is actually a very lonely person.

Chen Jing saw this clearly as a bystander. He had no friends except A Ling.

And the girl named A Ling is also very strange.

Like King Huang, he has no friends.

When Huang Wang wanted to talk to someone, she would always appear next to him immediately. And when Huang Wang didn't want to talk, she wouldn't say a word. She would stay by his side silently, just like... An invisible mass of air.

Daily life, family affairs.

She was helping King Huang take care of all this.

Neither asked for anything nor complained about anything.

It’s been a long time.

It seems that Huang Wang is used to it.

There is such a gentle shadow behind the habit.

When the Yellow King was sleeping, the girl A Ling had the most leisure time. Apart from occasionally going to the palace to see if the Yellow King had woken up, the rest of the time was spent wandering around in deep space...or going to certain churches to see the Yellow King. Statue of the statue, making some comments about how serious he has become, or going to Lake Harry to see how the newly planted flowers and plants are growing.

She would often sit by Lake Harry and stare at the quiet water in a daze.

Chen Jing didn't know what she was thinking.

King Huang didn't seem to know either.

"Starting to fast forward again..."

Suddenly.

The scene in front of Chen Jing changed, as if he had arrived decades later.

This is still above the black star in the deep sky.

It's outside the Yellow King's palace.

A child wearing a black uniform and a safety helmet sat on the threshold, holding a large unfolded scroll in his hand, and was scribbling on it with a black pen, as if he was writing something.

The uniform on the child looked very strange, similar to the kind commonly seen in modern construction sites, and there was a stone-like breastplate hanging on the left chest.

There were several large characters written on it with unknown meaning.

Chen Jing couldn't understand.

But "he" recognized him at a glance.

"Holy shit...this...this kid is the registrar of the [Creator Club]?!"