Upon hearing about the plight of the author's family, Haoyun and Mengjia were deeply saddened. However, they refrained from offering too much comfort at this moment, allowing the author to cry alone. They could sense a tremendous amount of suppressed negative emotions within him. They believed that letting him release his grief was the best way to help him regain his composure.

After sobbing heartbreakingly for a while, the author gradually stabilized his emotions. He wiped his tears, put on his glasses again, and with a trembling voice, continued his recollection. "Sigh! After that disaster, my head felt like it was about to explode from the pain. Amidst the dizziness and throbbing, I heard that voice again. It told me I shouldn't interfere with your story. Because by doing so, I would be altering the already set plot. For this, I had to accept its punishment. Of course, considering it still needed me to write this novel, it could only warn me severely by punishing my family."

"That voice also told me that this time it was just a small warning. If I dared to intervene in your story again, it would make more families experience the pain I'm feeling before the world ends. Worse yet, my actions would deprive the world of any chance of survival! At that time, I questioned why it didn't warn me earlier that I couldn't actively influence the plot. The voice irresponsibly told me it had forgotten to warn me before."

At this point, a helpless grimace appeared on the author's face. "It... it actually said it forgot to warn me! Haha! Hahaha! Fate is truly ironic! Why did it treat me like this? Why did it treat my family like this?! They were all innocent!"

Watching the author cry and angrily rebuke that voice, lamenting the names of his family members, Haoyun and Mengjia felt deeply uncomfortable. They knew that it was their ideas of helping the author that led to his family being punished by that voice. They couldn't absolve themselves of responsibility in this event, which left them feeling guilty and unsure how to comfort the author in this moment of resentment.

At the same time, Haoyun and Mengjia began to question that voice. Considering the circumstances surrounding the author's family, that voice clearly possessed the ability to manipulate the planet and trigger such severe disasters within such precise parameters. This raised the question: if the disaster on the planet was caused by that voice, why would it simultaneously tell the author that he might be able to mitigate the disaster here?

Furthermore, that voice likely came from a powerful being capable of foreseeing external events. The information implanted in the author's mind regarding Haoyun and the others' storyline might be its advanced predictions of their future developments. Therefore, the novel the author wrote about Haoyun and the others' experiences was essentially a record of that voice's predictions of their future movements from a god's-eye view.

But why would that voice do this? Who exactly was that voice? Haoyun initially thought that the Dark Link Dimension, Guardian Uryll, was the ultimate world beyond the realm of the gods. But from the current situation, it seemed that an even more powerful force existed in the Dark Link Dimension. Was that voice the embodiment of this more powerful force? And why did it insist on having the author record their story?

With so much information to digest, Haoyun found himself deep in thought.

At this moment, Mengjia took the initiative. She bowed respectfully to the author in the standard ninety-degree gesture and sincerely apologized, "I'm very sorry! It's all our fault! We caused harm to your family!"

Seeing Mengjia apologize so respectfully, the author quickly helped her up, saying, "No! Lady Meng, please don't. I can't afford such a bow! I never blamed you for this! Although I feel sad and guilty for the untimely death of my family, I never regretted my actions of helping you. If there's blame, it lies with that voice and the catastrophe! They are the culprits who killed my family!"

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Seeing the author's rationality, Mengjia's self-blame also eased. To divert from this sorrowful topic, Mengjia respectfully bowed to the author again and asked, "By the way, Master Gu. Since we're here in your world now, does that mean the task assigned to you by that voice is complete? So, shouldn't that voice fulfill its promise and help the planet avoid disaster?"

The author sighed again, "Sigh! If only it were that simple!"

"Are you saying that voice went back on its word and refused to help the planet avoid this disaster?" Mengjia asked, furrowing her brows.

Shaking his head, the author replied, "What I mean is, that voice hasn't appeared again since I finished the final chapter. But since I dared to interfere with the development of the story again and successfully helped you come here, perhaps it means I made the right choice for myself. Maybe you are the saviors this world needs!"

"Wait! Are you saying it was you who helped us come here?!" Mengjia asked in astonishment.

The author sighed with mixed emotions. "Yes, it was me! Because after the incident at Blackstone Castle, I dared not converse with you casually anymore. Even if I wanted to talk to you, I would be very cautious about my wording, so as not to give you any valuable information. Of course, in certain specific plots, I simply dare not speak. Because even through this manuscript, I can also sense a terrible power emanating from them."

Seeing Mengjia about to inquire about whom he meant by "them," the author hurriedly waved his hand and preempted her, saying, "Of course, these things are not important. I will slowly tell you about them later."

Dream Jia naturally thought the author didn't want to continue discussing "them," probably due to fear of punishment for leaking secrets. So, she wisely refrained from pressing further. However, at the mention of punishment, Dream Jia seemed to recall something and nervously asked, "By the way, Old Chou! How did you help us come to this world? Are you interfering with the plot again? Is someone going to—"

Understanding Dream Jia's concern, the author interjected reassuringly, "Dream Lady, please rest assured, this time no one has suffered from that voice's harm. At least not so far."

The author continued, sounding somewhat apprehensive, "Actually, while transcribing your battle in the Realm of Balance, I suddenly had a premonition of its outcome. However, that outcome didn't show me any way it could benefit the world of Earth Star. The voice said that after finishing this novel, perhaps a way to save this world could be found. Yet, judging from the plot direction I perceived at the time, its claims seemed to be outright lies."

"Therefore, naturally, I doubted the words of that figure and questioned the direction of the plot. Could it be that your story really should end like that? It was at this moment that I had a bold idea: since you will eventually circle back and find a solution to the world in the novel, could you also solve the problems of my world? Since after solving the problems there, you would no longer have any value of existence. But does that mean you have no value in my world? Perhaps you are the antidote to this world!"

"So, I once again conceived the idea of wanting to help you. Just because of the bitter lesson last time, I dare not influence your story directly through direct contact this time. Therefore, I thought of a better way, as the author of this work, to integrate my personal emotions and thoughts into the lines of the story, attempting to hide a personal hope between the lines."

At this point, the author seemed rejuvenated, pointing mysteriously at Haoyun and Dream Jia, saying, "Do you remember, you two, the scene of your farewell kiss in the Realm of Balance?"

Haoyun and Dream Jia were caught off guard by the author suddenly bringing this up, causing them to blush deeply, unsure how to respond. Remember! The two of them certainly remembered that moment of genuine emotion vividly!

Seeing both of them blushing, the author nodded satisfactorily and continued, "Remembering is good, remembering is good! So I suppose you also remember what you said to each other when you faced parting in life and death? Especially the words Dream Jia said."

"Me? What did I say at the time? I remember I just wished this guy an early death and early reincarnation, right?!" Dream Jia retorted with a flushed face and a stubborn tone.

"No! I won't leave you! Never will I leave you! If you're leaving, then take me with you, let's leave this world together!" The author ignored Dream Jia's response, vividly reading from a manuscript.

"Any problem?!" Dream Jia questioned the author in a disdainful tone, unknowingly embarrassed as she heard herself say those words again.

"These two sentences seem like your final farewell to Haoyun, but as I wrote these two sentences, I tried to hide the true meaning I wanted to express between the lines of your lines." The author said, with a hint of satisfaction still hidden in his tone.

"I said you said you could not speak with a gasping gas?" Said Dream Jia was annoyed.