The Missiontakers all widen their eyes a little hearing the phrase from Mu Jiashi.
The limbless person wails as soon as he hears it, with so much pain, regret, madness and dissatisfaction, making the Missiontakers shudder.
What happened? Why an exercise in futility?
Mu Jiashi hurriedly leans close to the person again, pleading, “we’re looking for the truth right now. If you do know something, please tell me, alright?”
The person’s eyes haven’t much focus, but looking closely, Mu Jiashi can see them responding to movement slowly but clearly. He is conscious, and understands what he is asking.
But the person produces only incoherent refusals, “don’t, don’t… don’t, trust; don’t, trust…”
Don’t trust? Does he not trust them?
Mu Jiashi falls into thought.
Meanwhile, Wu Jian proposes behind him, “would it be a good time to put that utility card to use?”
Ding Yi’s utility card, which turns hair into a grue colour, making people believe in whatever the user says.
A uniquely mysterious utility card, and also one that would help immensely with the situation.
Mu Jiashi dislikes relying on utility cards in Nightmares, thinking of it as cheating similar to many other Missiontakers. Also, there is the price to pay for using them.
But this time, after Wu Jian hints at the idea, Mu Jiashi immediately puts the utility card to use.
His hair changes colour, after which he talks to the man again.
And this time, after remaining quiet for some time, the person slowly speaks up.
His voice is rough, with an almost sticky, icky feel to it. It almost sounds like his throat is choked with water or blood.
Even though he is as debilitated as is, he is still breathing and living, somehow.
Death might be a relief for him at this stage.
But he still lives on, solely because…
He says, “this labyrinth we built, was an exercise in futility.”
The labyrinth? It was built?
Mu Jiashi is surprised.
When he saw it, he agreed with A-One and A-Two – this did not look like any building on Earth, or even anything likely conjured up in Nightmares in the game.
It’s more like, what would be inside the dream of a truly insane person.
The countless electronic colours of blocks flashing inexplicable light. Who could imagine such a scene but mad people?
Even if Shen Yünjü asserts that he’s seen this building somewhere, Mu Jiashi remained unconvinced. He can’t believe Earth once had something abominable like this.
Why build such a meaningless and painful-looking structure?
A labyrinth. Not even a worldwide amusement park would build such a large one.
Here, though, this person who might meet the Reaper at any moment tells them that they built this.
Mu Jiashi’s mind is now filled with possible scenarios.
Behind him, Fei and Wu Jian are equally excited chatting about their own hypotheses and theories.
Mu Jiashi ignores the commotion behind, and continues asking, “if you went so far as to build it out entirely, why do you call it an ‘exercise in futility’?”
“We wanted the trap them, with this place,” the person explains, in short, terse sentences, “but we were weak… so weak… There was nothing to do. They came, they went. It changed nothing.”
Mu Jiashi finally asks the billion-dollar question, “who are ‘they’?”
“The one behind everything, who brought all this on,” the person replies, “we don’t know who, or what, either. They just came, and landed… here. The labyrinth couldn’t trap them.”
Mu Jiashi furrows his brows, “were you present the whole time? How did you not see them? They entered the labyrinth, didn’t they?”
“We can’t see. They’re different. It’s… just different; the form of existence. I don’t even know; did they enter the labyrinth?
We built this, we thought they can be trapped. It was useless. An exercise in futility… We’re useless. Useless.”
Then the person starts sobbing. The condition in his throat makes it sound all the more poignant.
Mu Jiashi’s mind is preoccupied with something else, though.
He is suddenly remembering the ‘Raining Hellfire.’
Raining. It came from the skies.
Look up. Up through the endless expanse of the universe.
Behind him, Wu Jian suggests, with a trembling tone, “do you remember, when in the last Nightmare, some people were arguing over where the object in the sky came from…”
“Some people said aliens,” Fei answers in a daze, “but, are there really…”
Aliens?
In the vast universe, do other intelligent lifeforms besides humans exist?
Humans haven’t the answer. Is it because humans are uniquely too successful? Or still far too weak?
Well, now it looks like, the answer is being far too weak.
According to this person, they do not even understand in what form ‘they’ exist.
Mu Jiashi finds his legs slightly numb. He sits down on the flashing ground, quietly staring at the person, but he doesn’t have a question to ask right now.
Suddenly, he remembers how Xü Beijin described this place as where they could be told the truth.
Though, if it weren’t for this amazing utility card of Ding Yi’s… They probably wouldn’t have figured it out so easily.
At least, he suspects the other Missiontakers will have a much harder time when they come across the other living persons.
But really, Mu Jiashi envies those who don’t have it so easy.
He is actually, consciously trying to reject this truth.
He remains silent for some more time before saying, “so, ‘they’ caused the madness, and the Raining Hellfire, didn’t they?”
The person murmurs, “I don’t know. No one knows. They just appeared, and said, we’re theirs. No one can just accept that. Right?
We have lived here, for so many years; now, these people from nowhere, said we’re their slave. They’re the masters… They gave us one month, to mentally prepare, and part with Earth.
No one can accept that, so we built this labyrinth. We’ve never seen humanity so united…
Or not. I don’t know. I don’t know how. I just helped build.
They can almost hear the blood gushing out of his throat as he spoke; he starts coughing at this point, nonstop.
He didn’t tell them why he’s here, or why he looks like this.
And Mu Jiashi doesn’t plan to ask.
He’s just taking it all in. So that’s what happened. That’s what this labyrinth was.
Why build such disorienting coloured blocks? Possibly, it was identified as a weakness in this species. They are mentally vulnerable.
These sharp, oversaturated colours are immensely uncomfortable for humans to look at, so they might have thought this would be effective against them.
But, it turned out to be simple wishful thinking from humanity.
Is that the truth behind this labyrinth, then?
Mu Jiashi stands up, and looks back at Fei, Wu Jian and Mystic. All three Missiontakers look quite distressed, especially Fei, who is already tearing up. Mu Jiashi thinks, he probably looks no better than they do.
He wants to tell them, it’s time to go. They need to move on. But some kind of terrible sentiment is gripping at his legs, making his mind cold, drenched, locked up.
He looks at the other Missiontakers. The other Missiontakers, look right back at him.
boilpoil's notes:
Well, I’m sure this should come as no surprise having read all that shady Biler business Xü Beijin set up in previous chapters, but it turns out to be aliens behind the madness and Raining Hellfire.