Chapter 97 Chapter 97

Tetrahedron, the style of Chiwang Technology.

Ming Chong did a somersault, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and pointed his five hearts upwards... There was no feeling of meditation at all.

On the contrary...

Before I even clicked on the rewind button, bits and pieces of memories of Lemuria flashed through my mind.

“…” Ming Chong opened his eyes and slapped his head.

——Shit! I was led astray by those guys.

— Wasn’t that a saying I made up to distinguish between the inside and outside of the simulator?! I’m the only one who’s explicitly rushing!

I had originally planned to call that Ah Chong out to sign for the gifts. After all, when it comes to emotions, the one in the simulator is more generous to them...

Then again, "Why can't I go traveling as a Chong myself?" Ming Chong asked.

[As you encounter it, your humanity is infinitely close to the maximum value, so if you let yourself experience it, the stories of different time stages will put pressure on you.]

This time the simulator was not able to produce a single sound without even half a stick being beaten, and the explanation was given in a serious tone.

[You, with your rich humanity, are likely to become attached to the characters you encounter during your journey, leading you to frequently return to a past reincarnation. Therefore, this is a safety feature of the simulator designed by the creator.]

"Ah, it's my elder sister..."

Ming Chong's face was filled with indescribable expression. Indeed, An Su understood him. When he missed someone, he would really go to meet them without thinking about anything else.

In this way... he no longer has his own [present], time is disordered, and he is a spiritual human being, so in the long run, there is a high possibility of problems.

[I hope you will gradually adapt to the fact that destiny is not bound by time and space. The Creator believes that while time cannot constrain you, you should not actively adapt to the time and space of others. You should let the world move closer to you.]

—Come closer to me...

“…”Oh no, in the eyes of that guy An Su, what kind of person am I?

...Am I really that self-centered? I seem a bit unconvincing!

"Hey, simulator, hey, hey, it's OK!" Ming Chong was incompetent and crazy after being exposed.

[Therefore, the simulator is only responsible for simulating people with whom you have the opportunity to have a story. If you are really interested, the story will unfold.]

"...So that backtracking function..." Ming Chong wiped his face. He was very aware of his own character. "Actually, it's just for me to slack off, right?"

[…Yes.] The simulator converted it, and to put it simply, that's what the creator meant, but it's a bit too simple.

"I see, lazy button." Ming Chong understood. I don't want to take the initiative, but I want to have a story.

After a long silence, Ming Chong fiddled with the gadget in his hand, feeling it was a little hot. For him, it was just a matter of watching a play, but Nabu and the others had truly experienced it.

That was their past...

Ming Chong scratched his head, feeling a bit confused. This feeling awakened a memory in him——

Everything is empty, but cause and effect are not empty

Everything is gone, only karma stays with you

The cycle of cause and effect lasts forever

——This is what Kurumi said to him when he was elevated to a higher position.

He just didn't expect that Walnut was already trying to hint at him at that time.

No, this is already explicit.

...Little sister is little sister.

Ming Chong paused, thought, and then suddenly stood up. "... Doesn't this mean that I didn't do it, I didn't even have any emotional involvement, but I have to bear the consequences?" Although the benefits and favors were obtained...

Ming Chong suddenly understood.

"But it doesn't matter. Buyer is right. Everyone loves me." Ming Chong sat down again. "We simulated it once so that everyone has a memory. It's okay."

"Oh, by the way, simulator, can I decide to simulate it myself?"

[Yes, your authority is second only to the creator, and the creator does not limit your choices.]

"That's fine. I can do without it, but I can't live without it." Ming Chong breathed a sigh of relief and felt at ease.

This question is just asked. After all, he is such a lazy person. If he makes friends once and then remembers it in reality, won’t he have to make friends a second time?

Too greasy.

No no.

Looking down at the tetrahedron in his hand, Ming Chong put it into the Lonely Picture with peace of mind.

Still angry!

We have to find a way to teach them a lesson.

I was going through life and death, and I was still playing tricks with him about tragic love, meeting old friends, and how he finally began to understand me after I died... Look, now that he comes back, he has no feelings at all.

——We are not friends!

Are you dumbfounded?

The crematorium was burned for the blind to watch, but no one cared.

Then we'll rush to the grave, pull the people up, and hammer them back, back and forth a few times... Or we can make them all go to mine next to Brother Tuozi! Brother Tuozi is still waiting to be dug out from the South Heaven Gate and reunited with his child Jiujiu!

Ming Chong viciously performed a Q-version drama in his mind.

No matter how they died before, dying in front of him was wrong! It was completely wrong!

He clearly wouldn't allow any bad ending to happen before him!

A family reunion is the right way!

…

Ah, but there's one more question—

"I haven't started some of the simulations yet! They're all in the past. Would Buyer know all about them?" Ming Chong tried to sort out the timeline, but found that he couldn't make any sense of it at all.

“…”

Now that things have come to this, let’s get some sleep.

Close your eyes, lie flat on your back, and place your hands on your abdomen.

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"Dotore! Open the door! Open the door, open the door, open the door! Don't hide inside and keep silent!" Ming Chong knocked on the door loudly.

If we want to find his traces in the World Tree, isn't there a guy living next to it?

Why not just ask directly!

Hey!

Ming Chong praised his own wit.

The second the door opened, Ming Chong's cheerful expression turned cold. He absolutely couldn't give this little girl a good look!

"It's earlier than I thought." When Escher opened the door, his face seemed to be covered with crumbs.

Ming Chong spoke succinctly, "Tell me all your research on the World Tree that's relevant to me."

Dotore took a few steps back and let Ming rush in.

The door was closed, and the quiet atmosphere gave people an inexplicable feeling of being sliced ​​kidney. But fortunately, it was Dotole who walked in front, and Ming Chong followed him and gestured where the sliced ​​kidney was.

"After leaving Xumi, the difficulty of my research on the World Tree has increased. Perhaps it is not as comprehensive as you expected." Having said that, Duotole stopped, and Ming Chong maintained the gesture and took a few steps forward.

Ming Chong silently made a "yeah" gesture.

“…” Dotole silently turned around and looked at him.

Ming Chong lowered his hand without changing his expression. "Why are you looking at me? I'm just checking your research level. Cutting human kidneys is a technical job!"

"Have you confirmed it?"

Ming Chong nodded.

Dotole twitched the corners of his mouth, putting on a fake yet perfect smile, "How is it?"

“Not as good as Rheindort.”

"Oh? It seems you've experienced some interesting things again." Dotole took out the record without changing his expression, and handed it to you while trying to ask you some questions subtly.

"I don't understand. Read it to me."

"..." Dotore's eyes were filled with contemplation. He really didn't understand why Ming Chong was so confident and righteous.

In short, it’s not because of trusting him.

"This records the traces left within the World Tree when major changes occurred on the continent of Teyvat." Dotole thoughtfully offered an analogy Ming Chong could understand. "Just as trees record growth rings within their bodies as they grow, scars may also form on their surfaces when they are damaged."

Ming Chong thought of Egolia's words and couldn't help asking, "Is this the scar related to me?"

"No, it's the contrast of the discord in the record." Dottore smiled gently.

"..." Ming Chong showed his half-moon eyes and looked at Duotole, who also looked at him with an impeccable smile.

Ming Chong suddenly said, "I haven't seen such a normal Dotore in a long time."

?

With an elbow strike, the frail genius scholar fell to the ground. Ming Chong exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, it's the limited edition frail academic Dotorre!"

"Wow, Dotorei, you're really brave, right? Or is it that we haven't figured out the relevant technology yet?" Ming Chong squatted down and poked Dotorei's forehead with his finger, making a bang. "So, you still need to practice."

His forehead was poked red and ached slightly, but Dotole remained calm and maintained this posture. Seeing Ming Chong withdraw his hand, he wanted to sit up.

"Hey hey—" but he was pushed back. Ming Chong prepared to strangle him with one arm and grinned, "That's it, you don't know me very well yet, right? Then let's get to know each other first, instead of doing something fancy..."

"Come on, read it and I'll hold it for you." Ming Chong flipped open the record and moved closer to Dotole. "Let's look at it together! Don't worry, it's one thing if it's held upside down. I have my own way of distinguishing the real from the fake! Come, let me start—"

“…Fell.”

"Ah? What are you talking about?" Ming Chong frowned without even looking at him, and slapped Dotore in the face. "Don't be distracted. I don't like looking at things."

Dottore: ...

It didn't hurt, but there was a strange feeling of embarrassment. To say it was just playful was too childish. Well... they weren't that close.

The most obvious feeling was probably that he felt that this unidentified Liyue person seemed too close.

So he calmly stated the facts again:

"The information was taken down."

Ming Chong groaned and hit him again, "You didn't explain clearly, you did it on purpose! I don't know you, kid!"

Dottore was speechless. If he really used that word to describe it, the other party would definitely be furious.

They were not very familiar with each other, but they somehow understood each other. ——But they really were not familiar with each other.

"…Are we friends?"

"Bullshit! I gave you face, didn't I?" Ming Chong denied it without even thinking.

Then Dotore slowly turned his head and looked at him quietly. In this posture, his expression was unusually calm.

"..." Ming Chong suddenly understood what he meant.

I felt a little uncomfortable for some reason when I asked him to admit that he had a filter for this kind of people.

——hetui! It’s all my sister’s fault.

Not wanting to explain, "Stop talking nonsense and change the subject."

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Dottore returned his gaze to the document thoughtfully. "The discrepancy with this document lies in the swordsmithing technique I gave to Tazusa."

Ming Chong's brain loaded for a while, oh yes, Ta'ersha is where swords are forged.

Seeing Ming Chong come to his senses, Dotole turned slowly and continued, "Crystallized bone marrow is a mineral condensed from the remains of the demon god. It should have carried a serious influence from the evil god... However, the impact of this mineral after condensation is far less than before."

“…Speak human language.”

"This demon god still has consciousness and is consciously controlling himself."