Chapter 126 No, have a good rest...

Lin Han's refusal was beyond Alfred's expectations.

When he asked this question, he had actually made up his mind to take Lin Han away from this copy early.

Lin Han could still hold on, he hadn't reached his true limit, but his mental state was too bad, even Alfred, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but feel a little pity for him.

This was indeed a pain that he could not bear.

Alfred would not force Jiang Xuchen to do such a thing, because Jiang Xuchen knew what he should do and did not need Alfred's urging. He would do his best on his own.

He is an insider and knows everything.

Compared to other uncontrollable things, the pain that □□ can feel is the simplest and most bearable thing.

Whether it was Jiang Xuchen, Alfred, or anyone else in the academy, they all had the same idea.

But Lin Han is different from them, he has always been just an ordinary person.

The average person's ability to endure has a limit, and even if it doesn't reach the limit, it will still affect his mind.

In Lin Han's eyes, the new world was just a game.

People shouldn't pay so much for games, and shouldn't be tortured by games.

They were worried that he would give up, so they chose to tell him more.

Until now, until just now, Lin Han had firmly chosen to continue staying in the new world.

But he was confused and puzzled.

He cried and asked why it was him, but Alfred had no answer for him.

He was just too sad, so it was understandable that he wanted to leave when he continued to endure the pain he shouldn't have to endure.

Lin Han’s safety is more important than whether he can pass the copy or not.

So Alfred decided to take him away without hesitation, but he also wanted to confirm Lin Han's own wishes.

Before he could answer, Alfred looked at his unfocused eyes, simply looking in his direction, as if he didn't understand the meaning of his words, and seemed to be about to throw himself into his arms without hesitation.

It was obvious that he had forced him to do something he didn't want to do, but when she placed her hand in front of him, she just trembled her lips and didn't really bite him.

Alfred thought that even if he didn't answer, as long as he came towards him, he would take it as his consent and take him away directly.

But after the initial trance, Lin Han's eyes suddenly became clear.

When he first entered the [One Day] dungeon, he always had a clear and lucid gaze.

He looked for clues to the way through in everything around him, and even after dying of old age over and over again nothing changed.

It was the long cycles of time without any results and the sudden and unavoidable pain that forced him to become his previous fragile self.

Lin Han was immersed in pain and couldn't extricate himself.

He was immersed in the role given to him by the copy and couldn't get out of it.

Even with the previous experience of the [Factory] copy, Lin Han did not seem to realize that imitators never had the chance to be selected.

He looked like him at first glance, and like him at second glance. He looked more and more like him, and every time I looked at him thereafter, I was looking at a substitute.

The initial faint goodwill that arose from those slight similarities was gradually consumed by the imitation.

All he had to face now was pure malice.

Yin Yue was making fun of him, and the same thing happened here.

The young child looks very similar to Jiang Xuchen, who is also a young child now. However, people like this always look weird when they grow up, which makes no sense.

As an adult, his face only vaguely resembles Jiang Xuchen, but more of it feels out of place.

It seems that no matter how you think about it, a face like that shouldn't look like this when it grows up.

Lin Han had never thought of this.

Until this moment, he pulled himself out of Alfred's arms and sat up on his own power, looking down at his hands.

From an unknown day on, after the modeling of his hands was completed, he lost the first phalanx and nail.

Every day after that, he woke up like this.

The copy deprived him of the ability to resist and he couldn't even leave a scratch on human skin.

Lin Han has been thinking about the meaning of his looks.

The design on his face is to make him look more like Jiang Xuchen, the design on his body is to make him more like Jiang Xuchen's figure, what about his hands and feet?

The Jiang Xuchen in Lin Han's memory didn't have such tricks.

He never liked Jiang Xuchen as much as Lin Han imagined. He just used Lin Han's body to make some boring changes to his body, diverting Lin Han into a ditch and making it impossible for her to pass, while also torturing this body that looked like Jiang Xuchen.

Just like when he muttered "Why", he was full of resentment towards his "brother".

His understanding of Jiang Xuchen was limited to the image in Lin Han's memory.

Wen, the only person who had seen Jiang Xuchen in person, did not tell him about his appearance, voice, or anything else.

The "brother" who called his so-called younger brother didn't know his so-called younger brother as well as Lin Han did.

No matter how much Lin Han's face resembled Jiang Xuchen when he was young, every change he made as he grew up was pushing him towards the side that, in his eyes, was not like Jiang Xuchen.

He will only become less and less like Jiang Xuchen.

Here, you will never be able to pass the level successfully by simply imitating others.

Lin Han, who had been suffering for so long, finally understood at this moment.

When he was really about to die, Alfred would take him away from the copy directly.

But he didn't do that, and asked him a question, as if to seek his opinion.

This means that he is going to die, but not in the next second, he can still live for a while.

Perhaps he would really die when he really lost his mind and bit off a piece of flesh from the hand that Alfred put in front of him.

Lin Han's hands were still shaking.

His body still felt the pain of those villains every moment, his face was sweating, and Alfred's breath was like wind, blowing his face cold and empty as if a piece was missing.

He just chose the wrong way to pass the level.

If he turns back in time, although he still doesn't know where to go, he will not fail here again.

Lin Han turned his head and glanced at Alfred.

Alfred was looking at him too.

There was a hint of worry on his face, which always had a gentle smile.

Yes.

Alfred had warned him long ago.

He took him out to see the little man outside the cardboard box, and happened to see that the little man who looked particularly like Jiang Xuchen was also trapped in the cardboard box and couldn't get out.

He wanted to tell Lin Han that it was useless.

No matter how similar it is, you can't pass the level.

This road is blocked.

At this moment, he is not only Alfred, he is also an NPC in the [One Day] copy. He cannot go against the rules he must follow and directly tell Lin Han how to pass the level.

But at that time, Lin Han did not realize Alfred's intention.

When Alfred tried to take him out again, he refused.

He was already caught in a trap that had been constructed for him and he couldn't easily break free.

Only when he realized that he was about to die did he realize the danger he was in.

Alfred also told him not to use his healing ability.

Sculpting removes things from his body, trimming out new shapes, but treatment destroys these shapes and repairs his body.

So even though Lin Han felt pain before, he really didn't use it once.

He was also afraid that he would affect the effect of the styling and turn back into his previous self who was completely different from Jiang Xuchen.

Lin Han gently placed her weak fingertips on her cheek, and a white light shone from her fingertips.

That was Su Fu's ability, which he had already mastered a little.

He once saw Su Fu heal a student with broken bones in a very short time.

Lin Han can't be as strong as Su Fu, but he can also heal himself.

The white light was only in his hands, but his whole body began to twitch.

His cheeks bulged, his flattened cheekbones returned to their original height, and warm liquid flowed from the corners of his eyes when he blinked. He lowered his head, and drops of golden liquid fell on the fabric on his chest, mixed with drops of bright blood.

At his fingertips, the sunken soft flesh swelled again, and the new bones found their original position. The nail bed was covered by the nail again, which was a new pink color with a light white crescent at the end.

In just a few minutes, the child sitting there changed from blonde hair and golden eyes to black hair and black eyes. The look that Alfred had spent so much time and effort to create disappeared like smoke, leaving no trace.

But there was no regret on Alfred's face.

After doing all this, Lin Han let go of his hand.

It was hard to imagine that one day he would feel unprecedented joy and relief just by looking at his own hands.

He also wanted to get up and go to the mirror to see what he looked like.

He had long forgotten what he looked like and wanted to use the mirror to consolidate his memory.

But he was tired.

Completely different from Su Fu, Lin Han almost exhausted all his strength with just such a simple treatment.

Or maybe he just didn't have enough energy to begin with, and now he doesn't even want to get up.

Even though he could ask Alfred to take him there, just like the day Alfred asked him if he wanted to go out, Lin Han just wanted to lie down, close his eyes and take a nap.

He fell down.

The moment his body lost strength, it was Alfred who supported him first.

Lin Han couldn't even open his eyes and couldn't see Alfred's face, but he remembered what he looked like and the worried look on his face just now.

Lin Han spoke slowly, and the childish voice sounded particularly long at this time.

"Mr. Alfred, can you transform into someone else?"

He seemed to know everything, so Lin Han thought he might know this too.

Alfred replied, "Yes."

The black-haired child in his arms looked pale and tired, but was smiling happily.

It seemed that his answer satisfied him.

"Has Chenchen always been like this?"

Lin Han asked again. He closed his eyes while speaking, only his lips were slightly opening and closing.

Alfred: “No.”

"Have you seen it?"

"Yes."

Lin Han breathed a sigh of relief, he was not wrong.

If this is not the case, then why do we have to make him grow up again and again?

Lin Han paused. He was almost asleep, but he was still determined to continue asking Alfred.

"Teacher Vivian...what are her abilities? Should I choose you or her?"

"Choose her," Alfred wiped the sweat off his face, "She's a little monster, the best at disguise."

"Can I do that?"

"Can."

He didn't say it, but Alfred knew what he wanted to do.

Teacher Alfred, who can read minds, has always been very powerful.

"coincide?"

"coincide."

Lin Han tried hard to open his eyes, but ultimately failed.

He was just thinking that the rocking music that he had picked out seemingly randomly seemed to be part of their arrangement.

But Alfred said it was a coincidence.

So many coincidences.

Lin Han was really too tired, and for a brief moment, he seemed to fall asleep.

It was just a moment and he quickly woke up.

He lay there, Alfred was gone, but he heard footsteps outside.

The footsteps were gradually fading away; it was Alfred who was leaving.

Because he had his eyes closed and didn't have the strength to open them, Lin Han saw darkness in front of him, but Alfred's footsteps were extremely clear, as if they were stepping next to his ears, and he could hear every step clearly.

At this moment, Lin Han didn't have the strength to reach out and grab the hem of his clothes.

Alfred was very considerate and careful. Before he left, he would help him clean up and put up the bed curtains so that he would not be disturbed while sleeping.

The outside cannot see the inside, and the inside cannot see the outside.

He did this every time before, so now he couldn't see Lin Han inside from outside.

But when Lin Han opened his mouth slightly for the first time but no sound came out, the footsteps outside stopped abruptly.

Lin Han could communicate with Alfred in his consciousness, but he didn't want to.

After a long time, Lin Han finally gathered up enough strength to speak.

His voice was so soft again: "Are you still taking me away?"

No matter how soft the voice was, Alfred still heard it: "No, have a good rest."

Lin Han couldn't help laughing, now he really wanted to sleep peacefully.

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The author has something to say: [burst into tears] Late!