In the thirty-fifth year when the Yellow King led everyone to live in deep space.

The "Kakosha Kingdom" established by him in the outside world has also been completely destroyed.

The cause of the destruction was not foreign invasion, but a frenzied civil war that brought the kingdom to pieces...... But these Yellow Kings didn't care, because he had already seen it.

If you divide for a long time, you will be together, and you will be divided for a long time.

Everyone is trapped in a cycle of constant reincarnation, and there is no point in saving them again.

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

In deep space.

The Yellow King re-planned his territory according to his own ideas, gathering countless stars around the Black Star according to the law, and these clans who entered the deep space with him settled here in batches......

The days passed peacefully.

At least it seems.

These dependents will always be of the same mind as the Yellow King, and will not do things that the Yellow King does not like, this is not fear or awe...... It's because their concepts have long been influenced by the Yellow King.

What Huang Wang thinks is right, they will also feel right.

What the Yellow King spits, they will naturally spit on.

So in deep space, they built a new utopia, but there were no outsiders here, only the family of the Yellow King.

Here, Huang Wang's daily life is three points and one line.

Or sleep in.

Or hang out by Lake Harry.

Either or go to the settlements of various clans to peek into their lives.

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

"It's weird...... Not a single familiar face ......"

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

"There is no worship of Aji, no Jegotos, and no black pharaoh...... How long ago was this memory of the Yellow King? ”

"I don't know."

At this moment, "he" also fell into confusion.

"This history should be blank in my understanding, before the Creator came, long before it was empty......"

"There's one more question I've always wanted 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 the Yellow King look exactly like us?"

“…… I don't know. ”

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

Chen Jing had a headache to death, and it was not difficult for him to judge from Huang Wang's appearance as an adult, this was simply carved out of the same mold as himself, whether it was facial features, eyebrows, eyes or fat and thin, there was almost no difference in look.

"Where the am I going!"

Hearing that "he" was also in a confused tone, Chen Jing suddenly became even more confused...... Yes, the Yellow King just looks exactly like them, and even sometimes the demeanor and tone of his speech are the same.

Is this a coincidence?

Chen Jing thinks it shouldn't be.

"Hey, you say...... We can't be the reincarnation of the Yellow King, right? ”

"Impossible, the surname Huang died thoroughly at the beginning, and he turned into a Mao world." He retorted angrily, seemingly reluctant to associate himself with the reincarnation of the Yellow King, "You really treat us as reincarnated spirit children?" The reincarnation rate of the old days was fucking zero! ”

“……”

"Oh, maybe it's a coincidence!"

“…… Let's hope. ”

"Don't pay attention to Huang Wang's appearance first, you look at the others...... They all seem to have become like Ah Ling. ”

Hearing "him" say this, Chen Jing couldn't help but take his attention away from King Huang and instead observed those strange dependents.

The faces of all the dependents were foggy.

Including Ah Ling.

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

And this kind of mutation has been in her for a long time.

It was when the Yellow King first created the Resistance.

I don't know what the reason is.

Suddenly, one day.

Her gentle and lovely face was covered with an eerie mist.

Gradually.

Many people around Huang Wang have also undergone this kind of change one after another.

This fog is grayish.

The facial features are blurred.

But this change is only seen by Chen Jing.

The Yellow King didn't seem to be able to see the fog all the time.

"I did the math just now...... We found the people who were entangled in the fog...... Now they all follow the Yellow King to the deep space...... In other words, it was his family who was shrouded in fog...... Only Ah Ling is an exception. ”

"Not a good sign."

The "he" in Chen Jing's mind suddenly popped up with this sentence, and his tone was very determined, as if he realized something.

"This group of dependents of the Yellow King did not live to the next generation at all, and even Yegotos and they have no impression of these dependents...... Maybe they're all dead, including that Ah Ling. ”

Huang Wang is actually a very lonely person.

Chen Jing saw this very clearly as a bystander, he had no friends except for that Ah Ling.

And the girl named Ah Ling is also very strange.

Like the Yellow King, he has no friends.

When Huang Wang wants to talk to someone, she will always appear by Huang Wang's side for the first time, and when Huang Wang doesn't want to speak, she won't say a word more, silently accompanying Huang Wang is like an invisible air.

Living life, family affairs.

She was helping Huang Wang take care of all this.

Neither asked for anything nor complained about anything.

It's been a long time.

It seems that the Yellow King is used to it.

There is such a gentle shadow behind the habit.

When the Yellow King was asleep, it was also the most idle time for the girl Ah Ling, except for occasionally going to the palace to see if the Yellow King had woken up, the rest of the time was wandering around in deep space...... Or go to some churches to see the statue of the Yellow King and complain that he is really getting more and more serious, or go to Lake Harry to see how the newly planted flowers and plants are growing.

She would often sit by Lake Harry and gaze at the quiet waters.

Chen Jing didn't know what she was thinking.

The Yellow King didn't seem to know either.

"It's fast forward again......"

Suddenly.

The scene in front of Chen Jing's eyes changed and seemed to have come decades later.

It's still above the black stars of deep space.

It's outside the Yellow King's Palace.

A child in a black uniform and a hard hat sat on the threshold, holding a large unfolded scroll in his hand, which he was scribbling on with a black pen as if he were writing something.

The uniform on the child's body looks very strange, similar to the one common in modern construction sites, and there is a badge that looks like a stone on his left chest.

There are a few large characters written on it that I don't know what they mean.

Chen Jing couldn't understand.

And "he" was recognized at a glance.

"it...... This...... This little cub is the registrar of the [Creator's Club]?! ”

(End of chapter)