Chapter 51
As soon as this announcement came out, Ye Yihe seemed to hear the system speaking to him in Henan dialect in Xiao Ai's voice. This time, he had gained a lot of resurrection points—
It's actually 0.
Ye Yihe: [...]
Does he need to hypnotize himself into believing that the key to his failure was handing the Holy Sword over to Fukuchi Sakura, and that he has most likely already been defeated?
No, that's impossible.
Fyodor made it clear that the person named Fukuchi Sakurachi possessed a divine sword capable of traversing time and would not easily fail—the Holy Sword was only obtained to counter the vampire's supernatural abilities.
The word is used subtly—"restraint".
Why, after going through so much trouble to obtain this holy sword, did they use the verb "restrain" instead of "kill"?
Why did Fyodor know about the vampire power outbreak before the Norwegian government sealed off Tromsø and before Fukuchi Sakura rushed to eliminate the vampire power, and why did he contact Fukuchi Sakura and start looking for the Holy Sword ahead of time?
The cause and effect of this event are completely reversed.
Normally, if Fukuchi Sakura asked Fyodor to help find the Holy Sword and reimburse all expenses, then Fukuchi Sakura should have arrived at the scene first, tried to fight the culprit behind the vampire's power, and confirmed that his invincible [Divine Sword: Amegakure] could not destroy the power user before trying to find Fyodor to ask for help in finding a weapon that could kill the vampire.
But now, recalling the day he took the sightseeing ferry on New Year's Day, Fyodor clearly stated that "he must have already accepted the Norwegian government's invitation and is on his way to eliminate the vampire's power outbreak" and "I had already contacted him before he came to Denmark."
When Fedor said those two sentences, they had already arrived in Norway from Denmark—and they even arrived in Norway on Christmas Day, meaning they would be stuck there for at least five days until New Year's Day!
Thus, an unavoidable question arises between these two statements: Why was Fyodor able to take such forward-looking and predictive actions?
Was he supposed to imagine that Fyodor was so clever as to predict Tromsø's vampire powers, and that he happened to have Fukuchi Sakura's contact information and knew that Fukuchi Sakura couldn't defeat the vampire with the divine sword? So he told Sakura in advance that he was looking for the Holy Sword, and then went to great lengths to deliver it to him, allowing Sakura to not only kill the vampire but also gain great fame, while he himself would leave without a trace, concealing his merit and fame...
Ye Yihe may not have as much experience as Fedor, but he is not stupid.
This whole thing may have been orchestrated by Fyodor from the very beginning!
Although he was still unclear about what Fyodor wanted to achieve... the result was obvious: it was definitely wrong of him to let Fukuchi Sakura deal with the source of the vampire's powers!
The dazzling aurora borealis above was still reflected in his eyes, but Ye Yihe felt as if the cold wind passing through the North Pole Gate had swept over his heart, making him feel extremely cold.
Give him back his gratitude, this guy, he's got a real knack for winning people over!
He now understood why Fyodor had been able to manipulate Ivan's mind so much when they first met—to make him obey him blindly, even to the point of worshipping him like a god.
A top-tier genius with high IQ may not necessarily have equally high EQ, but a top-tier villain with high IQ can never have low EQ.
What's more, this highly intelligent villain is Fyodor, whose brain is so sharp that he can quickly master an ancient language.
Ye Yihe couldn't even tell which of his interactions during that period were genuine and which were deliberate.
If it weren't for the system's timely reminder—or rather, if the system didn't exist—Ye Yihe felt that his favorability towards Fyodor might have been easily crushed, and he could be easily manipulated by a little coaxing.
They're taking advantage of the fact that he's never experienced such a sweet and subtle honey trap!
[Xiao Ai, thank you so much this time.]
While gazing at the aurora borealis, Ye Yihe mentally nudged his best friend, thinking, "[So you're the only true god in this version after all.]"
The system, unable to decipher the meaning of this type of internet meme, slowly types out a question mark.
I realized there's a question I've been forgetting to ask you.
After praising it with the highest level of etiquette in the gaming world, Ye Yihe continued, "[Can you prevent Fyodor from devouring my consciousness?]"
I was too relaxed with Fyodor before, and I completely forgot to ask the system this most crucial question.
Even if Fyodor said he could devour Ye Yihe, it doesn't mean the system is helpless in dealing with it.
[Yes, the host does not need to worry about their mental safety.]
If systems had breasts, they would be patting them loudly right now. [This system is an emergency revival device, not a device modified and eliminated by evil people. It will not cause any devastating damage to the host's mental power, including the mental devouring from the original owner.]
A system that can transform and eliminate villains... There's such a system? Villains who fail to be transformed are eliminated? Every villain in the world should have one.
Upon hearing this news, Ye Yihe finally felt a little relieved. "That's good."
[Although this system has never encountered a similar situation before, if the original owner attempts to devour the host, this system will remove the barrier to interfere with the original owner's consciousness and protect the host's mental power.]
The system explained in detail, "[At the same time, the host's mental images will inevitably appear in the original owner's consciousness space, including the existence of this system.]"
In other words, once Fyodor decides to devour him, the space of consciousness will become a chessboard for the two of them to engage in a mental battle... This can only be done when it is absolutely necessary to fight to the death.
But if Ye Yihe were to passively confront Fyodor, whose intelligence is exceptionally high, it would be difficult to say whether he could continue his mission.
[After hearing your description, I need to make sure I don't reveal my true identity.]
This disguise of a second personality must continue until the moment of success; Fyodor must never know that he is an outsider.
Ye Yihe quickly drafted a few principles in his mind.
[in addition,]
He then consulted the reliable Xiao Ai (AI assistant) about another question.
[Do you have my Fyodor monitoring voice recordings from the ten months I was asleep?]
He was indeed asleep, but Xiao Ai doesn't need to sleep. Besides, before Fyodor discovered his consciousness, this was just one of its daily tasks.
After receiving a positive answer from Xiao Ai, Ye Yihe was completely relieved.
Now, he needs to consider how to deal with Fedor.
Having received such thoughtful gifts on multiple occasions, he could not remain silent until now.
Not to mention that if the system hadn't stopped him, he would have really made the impulsive move to pour out his heart to the other party—perhaps that's the effect Fyodor wanted to achieve?
In short, he was surrounded by a vast, boundless starry sky, a desolate snowfield, and a shimmering coastline. Given the immense surprise Fyodor had given him, it would seem a bit disrespectful if he didn't engage in a philosophical discussion about life.
"Fyodor".
In the long silence, Ye Yihe suddenly called his name.
[Um? ]
Fedor responded promptly as always.
The cunning little mouse had no idea that his honey trap had been discovered. Ye Yihe thought to himself.
He then used the same adjective that Lady Agatha Christie used to describe him.
"I haven't asked you yet,"
Ye Yihe sighed softly, as if he finally wanted to have a closer conversation with the other personality inside his body.
"What are your ideals?" he said. "I don't believe that you're traveling all over the world just to kill a few people or save a few people."
“Even if you really intend to commit a crime, you should have a goal. You see, many people commit crimes, but they always have clear short-term goals: money, revenge, survival, interest... At least there is an inner driving force that compels them to do it, regardless of whether it is right or wrong.”
"and yours?"
Ye Yihe asked him this.
Fyodor seemed to fall silent for a moment inside the Palace of Consciousness. Ye Yihe wasn't sure if he would answer truthfully—anyway, even if he was rejected, he had already gone through the process of [being moved and wanting to chat with the other person about life philosophy]!
[What do you think an ideal world would be like?] Fyodor finally spoke.
"..." Ye Yihe said expressionlessly, "Don't try to answer questions with questions."
He just wanted to go through a touching process, so why bother thinking about such an ultimate philosophical question that is basically impossible to achieve?
Then he heard Fyodor chuckle softly, but he didn't seem annoyed.
The existence of superhumans is extremely unusual in this world.
To Ye Yihe's surprise, he instead began to answer the question directly: "[This unnatural ability, which transcends real science, is sometimes called a divine gift, a miracle beyond ideology.]"
[Only a select few possess this special ability, and thus a new, lofty glory is born.]
[According to them, those with superpowers are not actually human, but rather sinful angels banished from heaven. When they were born as humans and their souls completed their atonement, their superpowers became their authority to walk among humans.]
“That’s not surprising,” Ye Yihe said, frowning. “Although it’s as superstitious as ever.”
Even without superpowers, there will always be people who think that the one with the bigger fist should be superior. The distinction between the strong and the weak will not disappear just because special abilities do not exist.
God, according to his own will, testified with them by signs, wonders, and all kinds of miracles and by the gifts of the Holy Spirit.
Fyodor then changed his next words to Greek, each syllable flowing slowly, chanting in a low voice, his sacredness and solemnity unchanged.
Ye Yihe guessed which passage from the Bible this was.
Furthermore, the future world we speak of is not under the jurisdiction of angels. Yet, some solemnly ask: "Lord, what are men that you care for them? What are humankind that you show favor to them?"
You created man, humbling him below the angels, yet crowned him with glory and honor, and granted him dominion over all that is created by you?
The voice of the prayer gradually rises at the end, as if an angel has truly descended to earth, yet questions its creator—why entrust this world to the lowly humankind to manage?
Their extraordinary abilities and their status as new angels are the divine grace that enables them to control this world.
"..." After listening attentively, Ye Yihe pondered for a moment and asked Fyodor, "But you also have superpowers."
He had never actually witnessed Fyodor using his powers, nor had he ever heard him mention whether he had any, but he instinctively felt that the other man definitely did.
[That's right. As someone with superpowers, I can confidently say I'm an outcast.]
Fyodor, sitting on the high chair, smiled and closed his eyes as if in prayer, his left hand's fingertips lightly touching his chest.
Because I love humanity.
He said.
[I act with love for all humanity, just as God created man and entrusted the world to humankind.]
[Therefore, I will create a world without superpowered individuals... a world without superpowers.]
This is my ideal world.
Fyodor's words and his gentle, eloquent tone were both humble and devout, even at the cost of sin for this ideal.
Ye Yihe was somewhat taken aback. "Even if someone was killed along the way?"—he asked Fyodor instinctively.
"Yes, even if sacrifices are necessary to achieve our ideals," the other person replied.
[Can you understand me?]
Ye Yihe didn't want to say he understood, but in reality, he did understand what Fyodor was trying to convey.
His actions stemmed from love for all humanity, but that did not mean he would love any specific individual—he simply loved a concept, a pure virtue, with a detached divinity more arrogant yet more aloof than that of angels, looking down upon this sphere that was spinning on its own.
In Fyodor's heart, he might define himself as "evil" according to secular law, but he might not agree that this is the rule that can truly judge him.
He wasn't a self-proclaimed Orthodox Christian, yet his understanding of the religion was so profound. Ye Yihe thought to himself.
God banished the sinful angels from heaven and sent them to earth to atone for their sins—but they still did not repent and continued to bear their sins.
Having seen through all this, Fyodor compared himself to an earthly god and walked the earth, intending to drive these angels away once again.
This is the idea that Fyodor revealed to him tonight.
As for whether these words are true or false...
Ye Yihe decided to listen but did not intend to offer any opinions.
Hmph, if it weren't for the system's reminder, he wouldn't have known he'd been completely fooled by this guy. Who knows if this was another lie deliberately fabricated by Fyodor to make him think everything the other party did was justifiable?
Regardless of how Fyodor planned to achieve this grand vow, comparable to "I will not become a Buddha until hell is empty," this pragmatist was still unable to regard the other party as a god.
This guy has become a god on his own, and they won't even give him a chance to be resurrected.
Thanks to this person, he experienced his first mission failure.
"...God isn't picky about food. He doesn't like to turn on the lights at night and he's always biting his nails."
Ye Yihe narrowed his eyes slightly, using a roundabout but consistent way of speaking to hint at his answer while avoiding a direct denial of the other party's question.
Upon receiving the hint, Fyodor let out a few soft laughs, the last syllable of which rose slightly.
[Perhaps this means that I am also one of the living beings.]
Beneath the occasional flashes of fervor, he also possessed an extreme humility and gentleness, his good temper so much so that Ye Yihe had to silently keep his nerves on edge.
I will never fall for that again!
"I think it's about time we went back,"
Ye Yihe straightened his slightly tilted felt hat and used the ever-bright headlights at the foot of the mountain to determine the way back.
Ivan and the driver were waiting there.
"I've been standing here for too long, and I feel a little dizzy... I might get a fever tomorrow."
I'll listen to you.
Fyodor readily agreed.
The car couldn't go up, and the road down the mountain was still steep and long. Ye Yihe barely managed to walk back with the last bit of strength, and once in the car, he gave his body back to Fyodor.
As he expected, the extremely weak and anemic body developed a high fever upon returning to the hotel, which also caused Fyodor himself to become extremely confused.
Even though his body was in a deep coma, Fyodor, who was resting on the bed in the Palace of Consciousness, was still unable to maintain a clear mind.
Lying on his side in the soft bedding, he buried his left cheek in the pillow, his soft black hair damp with sweat—at this moment, he really didn't look like a high-IQ villain anymore; his youthful appearance and slender body made him look pitiful.
Ivan was taking care of the body outside the palace of consciousness, while Ye Yihe tucked him in and sat him on a chair pulled up to the side of the bed inside the palace of consciousness.
He was not one of the true personalities of this body after all, and the original owner's high fever debuff could not affect him.
[Xiao Ai,]
Ye Yihe closed his eyes, [and began playing the previous audio recording.]
[Received!] The system responded, [From which point in time would the host like to begin playback?]
"Play me the entire conversation, including the ten minutes before and after the mention of the keyword 'blessed land,' even at double speed," Ye Yihe said without hesitation.
On his way back to the hotel, he heard the news on the car radio: the great hero of the blessed land had successfully defeated the vampire count, one of the "Ten Calamities," a triumphant victory.
He has now returned to Japan, where he only laughs heartily during his commendation speech, saying things like "I really want to go back and drink sake" to win public favor, without being serious at all.
But when Ye Yihe thought of the result of +0 resurrection points, he couldn't help but let out a cold snort—there's definitely something fishy about this.
Now, he's going to try and find out who the real ghost is.
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