It was a sleepless night for Nymph.

Of course, strictly speaking, the word "sleepless" is not accurate, because omnipotent angels do not need to sleep, so for the little angel, every night is a "sleepless" night. Of course, Nymph herself does not care about this. On the contrary, she has more time to study and research, as well as to make alchemical equipment. For Nymph, this is also a very effective use of time.

Even in her free time, she could turn on the TV and watch various soap operas brought over from the Shana World and the Iron Blood World to kill time.

But for Nymph, this was the first time she spent a night doing nothing.

Is this what sleep is?

Leaning in Fang Zheng's arms and feeling the warmth in his embrace, Nymph's face couldn't help but turn slightly red. Through the sturdy chest in front of her, she could clearly hear the "thump thump" of Fang Zheng's heart beating in his chest, as well as his deep breathing.

This is the first time I've been so close to my master...

As an artificial angel, Nymph had never been so close to Fang Zheng. In Synapse, artificial angels were just tools, and it was common for them to be beaten and insulted by their masters. But... in this world, everything seemed different. They were both masters, but Fang Zheng was very gentle to her, and...

"It's different from what Tilia said. It doesn't hurt at all..."

While whispering to herself, Nymph curled up and leaned against Fang Zheng's arms, feeling his arms around her, and an unprecedented sense of security came over her. If possible, she really wanted to continue like this, but fortunately, for Nymph, the night was still long.

Sometimes... it's nice to kill time like this...

Thinking of this, Nymph also closed her eyes.

A night passed.

For Fang Zheng, resting in the virtual world was no different from resting in the real world. Of course, if there was any problem, it was that when he opened his eyes, he found Nymph was also curled up in his arms, staring at him with wide eyes of curiosity... Well, strictly speaking, the little angel might have maintained this action for the entire night.

"Sorry, is this boring?"

Sitting up, Fang Zheng smiled and patted Nymph's head. If it was anyone else, it would be fine to take a nap, but Nymph was a man-made angel and she would never sleep. And judging from her movements, she had been leaning on his arms all night without leaving. To be fair, Fang Zheng felt that if he maintained this posture for eight or nine hours without moving, he would be bored to death.

"No, Master."

However, the little angel blushed and shook her head. Then she bit her lip hesitantly and looked up at Fang Zheng.

"Then... Master, I want to sleep with you again if possible in the future... Is that okay?"

"Of course."

Although Fang Zheng was a little surprised by Nymph's request, he naturally would not refuse. Nymph's body was small, soft and fragrant, and it was much more comfortable to hold her in his arms than a human-shaped pillow. He would never refuse a cute girl to warm his bed.

"But now... let's just focus on completing our mission..."

"Okay, Master, what are we going to do next?"

"What's next?"

Hearing Nymph's question, Fang Zheng smiled slightly.

"We just have to wait and see."

Fang Zheng did not intend to follow the main storyline. In his opinion, it was meaningless and unnecessary. Most of the stories in The Matrix were spent on fighting. Apart from that, their main missions were very short. Fang Zheng knew that in the real world, the mechanical octopuses were gathering together to attack Zion, and the Savior was busy looking for the key behind everything.

Next, what Fang Zheng has to do is very simple.

Night falls.

The city outside the window is still brightly lit. Fang Zheng stands in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the scenery below. This is the plot center of the second part of The Matrix. Neo will come here, open the door to the source of everything, and then meet the "Creator", learn the truth of this world, and make a choice.

To protect Zion or to guard the woman he loves.

Of course, as with all Hollywood staples, the protagonist chooses his woman.

But Fang Zheng knew very well that all this was just a lie.

The time came to twelve o'clock.

At this moment, the city in front of Fang Zheng suddenly became dark, and the power on the entire street was completely cut off. At the same time, the lights in Fang Zheng's room also went out instantly. He was not surprised at all, because this was the "strategy plot" that the protagonist Neo got. They had to cut off the power supply of 27 streets, then interrupt the alarm and power system, open the door to the "inaccessible floor", and then enter it to find the Creator.

“Da da da…”

Hearing hurried footsteps, Fang Zheng turned around and saw the door that had been tightly closed opened with a "click". Then, several people in black windbreakers walked in with a key maker.

Morpheus, Neo and...Trinity.

Seeing this, Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows. According to the plot of the movie, Trinity should have obeyed Neo's order and did not enter the Matrix, while Morpheus should have been outside to resist Smith's attack. However, because Fang Zheng completely destroyed Smith's program, the protagonist arrived at the destination safely along the way.

"This is the final gate."

The key maker took out a key and handed it to Neo.

"Open this door and you will be able to enter that room."

"……I see."

After taking the key, Neo was silent for a moment. He didn't know why, but he always felt a little nervous, as if some danger was waiting for him. However, this was his fate, so he took the key without hesitation, inserted it into the door lock in front of him, and turned it.

The door gradually disappeared, and a dazzling white light emerged from it, covering the entire world...

When Neo, Morpheus and Trinity opened their eyes again, they were no longer in the dark computer room, but in a white space surrounded by TV screens. Sitting on the chair in front of them was an old man in a white suit with white hair and beard.

"Hello, Neo."

"Who are you?"

Looking at the old man in front of him, Neo frowned and asked. The old man smiled and then answered.

"I am the Creator... I created the Matrix, and I have been waiting for you. To be honest, I thought you wouldn't come, but now it seems..."

As he spoke, the old man glanced at Morpheus and Trinity beside Neo.

"…It seems like something went wrong."

"error?"

"That's right."

The old man nodded.

"Due to some unknown force, things are developing differently than I expected. This is really strange... To be honest, I don't know why this happened."

"This can only mean one thing."

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind Neo and the others. Hearing this voice, Neo, Morpheus, and Trinity all turned around and looked behind them warily. There, Fang Zheng walked forward slowly with Nymph, smiling.

"You are not the creator, Mr. Creator."

"Who are you?"

After hearing Fang Zheng's answer, the old man's face became much gloomier, and he looked at Fang Zheng with a bit of hostility. But Fang Zheng didn't care and just nodded at him.

"My name is Fang Zheng, and the lovely child next to me is Nymph... Hello, nice to meet you, Mr. Neo, Mr. Morpheus, Miss Trinity, and this... Mr. Creator."

Having said this, Fang Zheng paused.

"But to be honest, as a guest, it is not polite to come to the host's house empty-handed, so I have prepared a small gift for Mr. Creator. Please accept it."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng moved his hand. Soon, a black ball flew out of his hand, fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and then stopped in front of the Creator.

"This is……!"

After seeing the true form of the black sphere, everyone, including Neo, changed their expressions, because it was nothing else but the head of an old black woman. To be exact, it was...

"prophet!?"