Chapter 150 The Apocalyptic Manor 47 (Part 2)

Dongzhen: "It's not that I haven't considered making a deal with them, but I'm afraid they won't be interested in these things. Besides, as a spatial ability user, I have no combat power, so I have no authority in negotiating with them. If they deal with the strange entity and then take control here..."

"You: 'Actually, there's no need to be afraid. Compared to them taking over Crimson Star, the eerie atmosphere is more unsettling. How long can you hold out like this? How many races are enough for those behemoths to wreak havoc on, even if you can avoid the eerie atmosphere before each cycle?'"

"If you want to return to life on the ground, you will definitely have to pay a price. It's perfectly reasonable for Crimson Star to give you a portion of its base as a reward."

"Jiaqi, standing to the side, was stroking his chin, seemingly pondering the feasibility of what you said."

"Undoubtedly, he is involved. Cooperating with the demigods in the Doomsday Manor instance world, besides dealing with those giant beasts, also involves keeping them here. This is the most tempting exchange."

Dongzhen: "After saying all that, what do you want?"

You: "What I want is actually very simple. I just want your robots to help me determine which planet my soul comes from, but it's okay if they can't find out."

"Also, don't even think about using your robots to control me, it won't work."

"Dongzhen looked at Jiaqi. This kind of thing should be decided by this general commander."

"Okay, I promise you."

"Soon, Minister Yifan brought the robot out."

"It's different from what you saw when you logged into the elevator; it's the same as the talking one you saw during the last simulation."

Yifan: "Just stand still and let your soul recall fragments of memories from your past life."

"So you did as he said, but you were careful and summoned Qi Jia out and hid him in the shadows."

"As soon as you close your eyes, you feel many tentacle-like things slowly approaching your head."

"Then, something with a slight suction force stuck around your hairline."

"That feeling was like trying to control you, or like trying to open up your mind, but it wasn't quite that."

"You don't feel any discomfort."

"You can remember very little about your past life now, except for the fact that you were reborn on Earth."

Suddenly, you felt a sharp pain in your head.

"You are in a void, some memories are spinning rapidly in your mind, some orbs of light are appearing before your eyes, you want to grab them and see what you have experienced in the past, but you can't grasp those orbs of memory when you reach out."

"After spinning for about ten seconds, all the orbs of light stopped around you, seemingly waiting for you to touch them."

You take a deep breath and slowly touch the one closest to you.

"Your memory is returning; you recall a part of it—your past work experience."

"In your past life, you were a journalist."

"Once, in order to expose the truth about illegal brick kilns in a certain area of ​​northern China, I pretended to be a mentally disabled person and begged for a month on the streets near the brick kiln, surviving by picking up food discarded by others. In the end, I was illegally sold into the brick kiln."

"There, you saw many slave laborers who had been trafficked there; they were all people with intellectual disabilities or physical disabilities."

"They were treated inhumanely inside, like livestock."

"In your efforts to collect evidence, you repeatedly walked on the edge of exposure and were almost discovered and killed."

"You stayed inside for a month and took enough evidence."

"One night, you jumped into the stinking water near the brick kiln, hid the evidence in your hat, and swam for two hours straight, keeping your head dry, before bringing the evidence out intact."

"In the end, you freed hundreds of slave laborers from the brick kiln, and you made the local news."