Chapter 612: Chapter 42 Jason: I am a normal person
Sweet smiles, sweet voices, as if coated with honey.
But Jason’s brows furrowed behind the mask.
The most terrifying thing isn’t a madwoman screaming at you in rage; it’s when a madwoman smiles at you.
Because the former shows her claws, and you will be on guard.
You don’t even know what they are thinking, so how can you be on guard?
Jason has always kept his distance from such people.
And now was no exception.
"Don’t you want this?” Jennifer asked.
"I don’t.” Jason said bluntly.
He had just witnessed the entire process and knew that Jennifer had obtained the early infiltration list of the Sabie Aliens, but that didn’t mean he felt any obligation to rely on her because of the list.
He believed that after Cortana and the general confirmed the name Kandater, they would surely uncover more.
After all, where there’s a deed, there’s a trail.
That’s a famous saying from Nightless City, and Jason firmly believed it.
Jennifer’s smile grew even sweeter when she heard Jason’s straightforward response, and without any irritation, she casually tossed the list aside, propped her chin with both hands, cupping her little face, and looked at Jason against the crimson backdrop, full of joy in her eyes.
At this moment, under the crimson light, Jason, wearing a hockey mask, seemed even more charming to her.
"Do you want to become stronger, Jason?” Jennifer said first with a sigh, then elongated the intonation of her question.
Jason’s hand, which was about to close the microcomputer, paused slightly, and his frown deepened even more.
This had always been Jason’s obsession.
As an ordinary person who walked on the edge of death, even though he had exceptional Talent, he always felt insufficient.
It was like the frustration of having to choose just one of two beloved items and giving up the other.
It was simply because he was poor.
Jason had a deeper understanding of this.
After all, he didn’t even have the right to choose.
So weak that he was always forced to choose.
And every time, it left Jason feeling suffocated.
He never wanted to taste that feeling again.
"Sorry, I want to become stronger, but only by myself.” Jason declined Jennifer’s offer.
He wanted to grow strong, but he would never rely on someone else.
True strength comes from oneself.
Strength given by others?
Jason always felt it was illusory, unreal.
And when it was offered by a madwoman, Jason was even less inclined to agree.
He didn’t even bother asking.
And yet, Jennifer’s smile became even sweeter.
The seven or eight-year-old Jennifer had an innocent, pure smile at this point.
But her words were chilling.
"Let me kill you one more time, and I’ll tell you a way to get stronger quickly. You can choose the way to die, whether I stab you in the stomach with a knife or strangle your neck with a rope, or would you prefer poison? I have many flavors of poison for you to choose from.” Р𝙖𝐍ȫ𝐁Ɛś
Jennifer looked at Jason full of anticipation.
He simply shut off the microcomputer.
The screen went black.
Jennifer pursed her lips, feeling a bit aggrieved.
She picked up the magic mirror.
"Am I not sincere enough?”
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The moment the expression appeared, Jennifer flicked it away with her hand.
"If you dare to use a dog expression again, I’ll throw you into a pile of dog shit.”
"I hate dogs the most!”
"Especially Erha, Samoyeds, and Alaskans!” Jennifer, who was spring breeze towards Jason, turned into a cold winter wind when facing the magic mirror.
It made the magic mirror feel wronged.
It knew why Jennifer was acting .
Jason was the one she had been waiting for so long, and although because of a blunder by the magic mirror there had been some misunderstanding, there were certain qualities about Jason that still attracted Jennifer.
Jennifer, unconsciously drawn to Jason, even began to feel like he was her ‘first love.’
And in a sense, she wasn’t wrong.
Because only by continuously killing Jason, or being killed by Jason, could Jennifer regain more memories.
That was the original curse.
The more that was true, the less it dared to explain.
In fact, from the beginning, ‘destiny’ had already given the mirror hundreds of danger warnings.
If it really dared to explain the misunderstanding, it would have to spend the rest of its life in a toilet.
I don’t know anything!
Thinking such thoughts, the magic mirror used the power of ‘destiny’ to ‘erase’ this block of memory deep in its mind, along with some information about Jason.
But such an erasure was rather complicated; after it got started, feeling its own Strength swiftly declining, the magic mirror couldn’t help but stop.
If it continued, it feared it would fall into Deep Sleep.
That was the last thing it wanted to see.
Therefore, it changed the ‘erasure’ into… a blessing!
"You are sheltered by destiny.”
"By the name of Terjagnet, I bless you.”