Three Ways to Survive in a Ruined World (Final Revision)

Running away (2)

This time, Yoo Jonghyuk didn't try to kill him.

In Geumho Station, Zhou Mingrui looked at the tunnel and hesitated.

Finally, he sat down and decided to stay there. Sharron would be able to survive without him. His presence would only endanger her.

Moreover, if it was for the situation to end up like the last times...

Maybe it would be better to create distance since the beginning and never become friends.

He was an outer god, and she was a Sequence 3, they would have nothing to do with each other.

Zhou Mingrui's gaze darkened.

This was for the best.

[The constellation 'Believer in Mysteries' is looking at you.]

Zhou Mingrui avoided meeting Sharron until the battle for the throne ended.

This time, Zhou Mingrui didn't become a king. Nevertheless, he transformed his face into an ordinary one and blended among the crowd in Gwanghwamun, waiting for the scenario the end.

Finally, under the angry gaze of the dokkaebi, Yoo Jonghyuk destroyed the absolute throne.

At that moment, Zhou Mingrui's gaze fell on a blonde who stood out because of the black gothic dress she was wearing.

The said blonde seemed to feel his stare and turned back, meeting his gaze for a moment.

Then, they were all teleported to different places.

Appearing in the familiar subway, Zhou Mingrui clenched his hand then unclenched it, repeating the motion many times before closing his eyes.

Seeing her gaze, Zhou Mingrui was reminded of what would happen to Sharron if he didn't come into contact with her.

The Lord of Mysteries took out a coin and threw it up.

Then, he stared at the result of his divination for a long time.

Finally, he got up and left, killing some monsters along the way.

***

After slaying a few monsters, Zhou Mingrui made the sword in his hand disappear and lowered his gaze.

He thought he wouldn't approach Sharron ever again.

He thought it would be safer for her if he left her alone.

However, in the end, he was back to that alley.

Hesitant, he stood in front of the dark passage, the silver moon shining over his head.

He raised his gaze and looked up at the sky, seeing the familiar yet unfamiliar full moon, before taking a step forward.

Because if he didn't intervene, Sharron would die.

He continued to advance then stopped in front of the ghost.

The wraith was on the ground, holding her head in pain, her mythical biological form occasionally showing.

Through her blurry vision, she saw someone kneeling in front of her, but her brain didn't register it.

"...Miss Sharron, do you hear me?"

In a low voice, the person in front of her asked something she was unable to distinguish.

Then, through an unknown mean, the man reduced her loss of control, making her hold her forehead in pain as she regained her senses.

"...Sherlock Moriarty?"

This was the identity of the person squatting down in front of her.

As her sight gradually returned, Sharron stared at him.