TSFLIP Chapter 724

The man’s expression didn’t change. “So, you were born.”

Yes. Rather than calling Suva a virus, it was more accurate to say he was a fragment split from his own consciousness. Out of regret, his mind had unintentionally created an all-powerful being who could make up for everything.

That being was Suva. No matter what happened, no matter how many times Feng Guang died, Suva always had the power to bring her back—to make her live again by his side. Because in this world, Suva was omnipotent.

A man who stood at the peak of the three realms couldn’t possibly hold that status without reason. The eyes of the man in the white coat darkened. The moment this compensating consciousness intruded into the world, the storyline collapsed, and Feng Guang began her cycle of dying and reviving.

“Don’t trust him.”

That was the message he left for Feng Guang when his consciousness was suppressed, his only goal being to plant seeds of doubt in her. This entire world revolved around Feng Guang. As long as she distrusted this man, Suva’s ability to feed her mind with destructive energy would weaken.

But he hadn’t expected Suva to bring out Xiaoxiao—Feng Guang’s beloved daughter. Xiaoxiao’s presence calmed Feng Guang and deepened her attachment to this world. Because of that, the man couldn’t rouse her recognition of him from within Suva’s hold.

In truth, “suppression” was more like a mental suggestion. He had always existed within Feng Guang’s mind, but if her awareness of him was gone, then she couldn’t hear his voice or sense his presence.

Still, over time, Feng Guang inevitably grew uneasy. She remembered she was a traveler between worlds. Once her mission was complete, she was supposed to leave this one. Yet she remained stuck here, with no sign of the system. That unease only grew, and in those moments, he had a chance to reemerge.

But he had forgotten something: Suva could constantly revive Feng Guang and erase her memories. Whenever her fear spiked, Suva could simply choose to let her die and relive life again. This time, Suva had done it perfectly—because he hadn’t taken Xiaoxiao away. He had left Xiaoxiao by her side.

Feng Guang might feel anxious toward unknown people or things, which could spark suspicion. But with Xiaoxiao there, it was different. The blood bond of motherhood gave her comfort. She might not accept Suva right away, but as long as Xiaoxiao remained, Feng Guang would try to accept whatever Xiaoxiao accepted.

Including Xiaoxiao’s father—her husband.

“You’re clever,” the man said, sincerely praising him. But in truth, he was praising himself, since he and Suva shared the same way of thinking. The corner of his mouth lifted. “Forcing me to show up in person—that’s your biggest mistake.”

Suva smiled faintly. “Is it? You may hold Feng Guang in the real world, but here, I’m the one who lives with her. Isn’t that fair?”

“You know as well as I do—if Feng Guang stays trapped here, she’ll never wake up.”

“This world has Xiaoxiao. It has me. Feng Guang doesn’t need to wake up.”

The man sighed, forcing himself into the role of a good father. “But our Xiaoxiao—the real one, just four years old—is still waiting for her mother to wake up. Mr. Virus, I’m sorry. Your time ends here.”

As his words fell, the white space suddenly went pitch-black.

When the light returned, only one man remained standing. He closed his eyes, lifted a hand to his forehead, and stood silent for a long time. Then, slowly, a smile curved at his lips.

In the end, Suva was nothing more than a small fragment of his own consciousness.