Chapter 325
"Don't worry, I'm easy to talk to. Just tell me the truth. There's no point in me keeping you alive."
If Shen Jiao could make the decision, she would be happy to give her a quick death.
Shen Yinyin could only choose to believe her and gave her a complicated look: "Reincarnated strategists will not lose their memories. This is the first time I've seen someone like you. Maybe there's something wrong with you that caused the memory loss.
But it shouldn’t be… Even if you have a problem, the system will remind you and won’t let you lose track of your own identity…”
Although the system always seems like an indifferent bystander, it is still very concerned about the strategy tasks and will not let players mess around like fools, unless -
Shen Yinyin suddenly had an idea and said, "Have you completed the strategy mission?
If that's the case, then it makes sense. The ultimate goal of the strategy is to replace someone. If you've already seized someone's luck, then it doesn't matter whether you remember the past or not. You'll be living in this world anyway, so there's nothing wrong with treating yourself as the person you're playing. It's normal for you not to have a system, as the mission is accomplished.
Can……"
Before Shen Jiao could speak, she shook her head again.
"But if that's the case, how could you possibly be like this?"
The targets given by the system are all capable people, in other words, people with luck. If Shen Jiao seizes someone's luck, he will replace that person and walk the path that that person should be familiar with. But look at what Shen Jiao is doing now?
She is an object that shouldn't even have a self.
Unless Shen Wuyong died, she would never be free in her life.
Shen Yinyin asked tentatively, "Have you ever killed anyone powerful before?"
"No." Shen Jiao answered without hesitation. How could such a powerful person be killed by her?
"Do you have large areas of blank memory?"
"No, I did have a few brief bouts of amnesia. Those were when I encountered danger and my spiritual power lost control. Does that count?"
"That doesn't count."
Shen Yinyin also had that kind of time, and it had nothing to do with anything else.
Shen Jiao thought for a moment and said seriously, "My childhood memories are vague after all. Things from when I was two or three years old seem... I can't remember anything at all. How does this count?"
Shen Yinyin: ...
"You mean when you were two or three years old, you could max out someone's favorability and even kill them?"
"That's not impossible," Shen Jiao muttered unconvincedly, "I've always been very strong since I was a child, and my spiritual platform opened very early!"
Shen Yinyin curled her lips and asked nonchalantly, "How early?"
"It's so old I can't even remember when it started. This ability has been there for as long as I can remember."
After Shen Jiao finished speaking, she saw Shen Yinyin's strange expression and asked, "You mean to say that before you can remember, you encountered life-threatening danger? You are particularly eager to possess power? You are kidding, do you think you are a peerless genius who knows everything by nature?"
Shen Yinyin has reason to suspect that those who are born with knowledge either had their Meng Po soup diluted with water or were time travelers.
Shen Jiao...
"You almost confused me," Shen Yinyin said. "It's not impossible. You're a player, not a real child. Maybe you encountered some fatal danger during that time when you had no memories, which opened your spiritual platform and completed the mission, causing you to lose your memory. What's the big deal? You're alive and well anyway."
When Shen Yinyin thought about this possibility, she felt sick as if she had eaten a fly. Could it be that what she had worked so hard on was something that Shen Jiao could accomplish with the body of a two or three-year-old?
No matter how confident Shen Jiao was, he felt that this possibility was unlikely.
"Let's not talk about that. How did you determine that I was a player?"
"Because it's not in the records," Shen Yinyin said, "Shen Gou and Qu Rou don't have a daughter, or rather, they did have one, but the daughter died before she was named. This situation wouldn't be recorded in the records unless they were particularly concerned about it, but if they were that concerned, they wouldn't have left it without a name.
Didn’t I talk about the reincarnated strategist before?
This kind of identity extracted by the raider does not appear out of thin air."
"You mean, the reincarnated attacker is... a child who died before birth, or died in infancy? Isn't that still possession?"
Shen Jiao tried to understand.
Shen Yinyin: "This isn't a possession. To be precise, the reincarnated attackers are children who died before they were born. I haven't asked about the specifics, but the system says that these children were never supposed to survive.
Maybe they have no consciousness at all. After the player is reincarnated as them, he will have to rely on points to prolong his life. If the initial points are too few, he may die before he is born.
However, there aren't many unlucky people like that, and the success rate is higher than taking over another's body, so the system usually recommends that we enter this world this way."
"Oh," Shen Jiao held up her cheek, "then what's the purpose of that bucket you mentioned?"
"I don't know," Shen Yinyin said, "Does it matter what it is? Players are already dying. No matter what its purpose is, we will accept it in order to survive.
but……"
She smiled slyly and said, "I do have some guesses. Think about it, we're all from another world, and the system is clearly not a product of this era. It's instigating us, the people of another world, to replace those natives with great luck. If everyone succeeds, then this era will be under its control. Whatever it wants to do will be easy. By then, what's the difference between it and the way of heaven? What else do we need to fear?"
Shen Yinyin raised her head slightly, as if looking at something, but the next moment, smoke began to come out of her mouth, nostrils, ears, eyes, and the smile froze on her face, and a smell of burnt meat wafted out.
Shen Jiao was startled and tentatively sniffed her breath, but she was dead.
Shen Jiao was stunned: "This is not the end!"
Lingtai! She hasn't got her Lingtai yet!
Shen Jiao tried to absorb it, but a dead person's heart didn't even beat, so how could there be a spiritual platform? Where did all those things go?
Shen Jiao couldn't figure it out, and became confused and squatted aside in a daze, looking decadent and sad.
Shen Wuyong had Shen Yinyin taken off and asked curiously, "What did you ask her? She looks pretty good in death, not as ugly as the previous ones."
Logically, Shen Jiao should have concealed some things, but... she didn't want to be Shen Gu and Qu Rou's child anyway, so she just told everything.
Finally, he said with certainty: "She must have been silenced by that thin barrel. She is probably right."
"It's taking action a little later this time," Shen Wuyong pondered. "It seems it doesn't mind players discussing these things, but it just can't involve confidential information."
Compared to the previous charcoal-like deaths, this one felt more like a harsh lesson...
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