Mo Bei went ahead to test the wind direction, searching for a suitable place to set up camp and light a fire.
At this moment, only Mo Nan and Lin Luo remained. Mo Nan confirmed Lin Luo's suspicions as he glanced at his brother in the distance, who seemed oblivious to the tension that had escalated around them.
Thus, Mo Nan decided to lay everything bare, revealing the truth behind the "magic" of these incredible events.
"The car actually had no issues; I simply adjusted the fuel pump's position to the middle of the tank. There was only half a tank of gasoline in there, while the lower part was filled with water. That's how I calculated the distance, allowing the vehicle to stall at the predetermined spot. No one could make a car run without fuel," Mo Nan's voice was low and cold, as if he were recounting someone else's story.
"As for Chen Tuo, it’s the same. I prepared everyone's drinking water. In the jug I gave Chen Tuo, I deliberately omitted adding salt. So no matter how much water he drank, he couldn't stop the crisis of salt being expelled from his body through sweat," Mo Nan continued, his expression devoid of emotion.
After he had intentionally led Cheng Ge to his demise in the quicksand, his final target was Lin Luo. He was speaking when Lin Luo interrupted him sharply.
"You killed Elida! He was your childhood friend! How could you do that?!" Lin Luo's words struck a chord in Mo Nan, tears welling up in his eyes as he shook his head in anguish, repeatedly insisting, "You’re wrong! I didn’t kill Elida! I didn’t!"
At that moment, Mo Bei's voice sighed beside Lin Luo: "Lin Luo, you've misunderstood my brother. The one who killed Elida wasn’t him; it was me. I pushed him from the watchtower. He had already decided to sacrifice himself to protect everyone; I merely nudged him along. Because anyone involved in this journey cannot leave alive."
Lin Luo looked at this suddenly unfamiliar man in disbelief. He sneered and said, "What is this 'Hero's Order'? It's nothing but a death invitation. Their role is merely to reassure you during this journey, leading you step by step into fear and despair until you reach here. Now we have arrived at the forgotten ancient city."
"Lin Luo," he said with a chilling voice that sent shivers down her spine, "welcome to Loulan."
"Lin Luo, do you remember the inscriptions on that dead Poplar Tree? Those were my parents' last words; they were forced to rest in Lop Nur amidst despair and hatred. They chose a three-thousand-year-old Poplar Tree as a witness to commemorate their love and curse your parents," Mo Bei's voice was filled with hatred.
"My parents?" This time it was Lin Luo who gaped in astonishment. "What do you mean?"
Mo Nan chuckled awkwardly, inching closer to Lin Luo. "If there was a signal in this Sea of Death, I would really want you to call your parents. Ask them if they remember Sha Peng and Su Hua."
"Could it be?! Are you saying that the companions of my parents who came to Lop Nur for scientific research twenty years ago were your parents?" Lin Luo's voice trembled, a sense of foreboding rising within her.
"Who else could it be? If it weren't for your parents, who coveted the significant discovery behind the shared mystery of Lop Nur and cruelly stole my parents' drinking water while they rested at night, leading them to perish in the desert from thirst, how could I have meticulously set this trap with my brother?
Your parents returned and thrived, now both professors and experts, but do you know what that success cost? It was bought with my parents' lives! They disregarded the lives of their companions for a moment's greed. What you've experienced on this journey is merely a reenactment of what I went through. I want you to feel the sins your parents committed and the torment my parents endured!"
Fury blazed in Mo Nan's eyes, his voice hoarse with emotion.
Lin Luo felt as if a thunderbolt had struck her from a clear sky; the truth loomed before her with chilling clarity. She shuddered, sand filling her mouth, rendering her speechless.
All those dreams of Loulan, all the Hero's Order, all the miraculous journeys—were nothing but lies. Everything was a death trip meticulously orchestrated by Mo Nan, designed to lead her step by step to this moment.
Everything she had experienced was planned by Mo Nan.
This was the buried truth beneath the sands. The wind swept across the surface of the sand and stone, and she realized too late what lay hidden beneath.
In overwhelming shock and terror, Lin Luo turned her gaze toward Mo Bei.
As events unfolded to this point, what she felt most deeply was not fear of death but an utterly hopeless sorrow.
Between himself and Mo Bei, this precious relationship that once brought them both happiness was all a premeditated scheme.
It was not a chance encounter, but rather a calamity.
She looked at Mo Bei with a bitter smile, asking him sorrowfully, “Mo Bei, this was all planned by you and Mo Nan, wasn’t it? Because I love you, you turned that into a weapon to kill me. I was so foolish; in fact, when you gave me that feather, you hinted at my ultimate fate. What miracle of life? This Sea of Death is a place where no bird could ever pass through. You were merely saying that I would end up like that feather, buried in this sea of yellow sand.”
Mo Bei lowered his head, his expression hidden in the shadows cast by the sunlight. He still remembered the beginning of their university days, during the freshman orientation when Lin Luo stood on stage with a smile, sharing stories about her family and how her parents had bravely ventured into Lop Nur and achieved great scientific accomplishments.
She longed for that purest land in the northwest, a place made extraordinary by its hardships. Her dream was to experience it alongside the one she loved, allowing that profound and fiery world to witness her passionate soul.
In that moment, certain memories buried deep within him were awakened like lightning by this girl. Old grudges surged forth like a flood breaking through a dam. In his later interactions with Lin Luo, he confirmed his suspicions and secretly informed Mo Nan, leading to everything that transpired today.
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