Chapter 200 Hope and Choice are the soul of Nanmen Yu.
Nanmen Jue was very familiar with the taste of this cookie. Ever since she started teething, her family had always kept this cookie on hand. She had been eating it since she was a child, from a time when her family was happy and she was all alone. She could imagine its taste without even thinking.
The first bite of the cookie doesn't bring the aroma of butter and cream to your senses, but rather a fleeting memory.
memory?
Nanmen Jue thought he was overwhelmed with grief, and his mind started racing.
But this revolving lantern only features Nanmen Yu, and it's a scene she's never seen before.
A guess popped into his mind. Nanmen Jue stared at the box of cookies in his hand. His hand, which hadn't trembled when he held his phone just now, was shaking uncontrollably.
She wanted to eat another piece, but the overwhelming fear in her heart suppressed her anticipation.
He picked up the biscuit and put it down again, until Nanmenjue suddenly realized that his fingers felt a little sticky.
She was sweating, and the biscuit she was holding was already a little melted.
Seeing the cookie melting, a strong sense of panic made her not hesitate any longer and stuff it into her mouth.
She closed her eyes, her mind playing out like a movie, accompanied by fragmented sounds.
Nanmen Yu, dressed in green surgical scrubs, squatted against the wall in the cramped storage room. The room was dark, and even in the darkness, her pale and haggard appearance was still evident, with her chest rising and falling slightly.
"Dr. Nanmen! Dr. Nanmen, where are you?" An urgent call rang out from outside.
Nanmen Yu opened her eyes suddenly, and the haggard look on her face disappeared in that instant. She put on her glasses and instantly transformed back into the cold and domineering Dr. Nanmen.
"I'm here." She said, quickly straightening her clothes as if she had just come to the storage room to look for something, and then opened the door and went out.
"Dr. Nanmen, what are you doing here?"
"The hand sanitizer at the nurses' station is out of hand sanitizer, so I came over to grab a bottle."
"It's such a small matter, let them get it themselves. Doctor, look, our patient in bed three..."
The fragmented sounds gradually faded away, and darkness returned to Nanmen Jue's vision. This segment ended.
Just now, she ate the biscuit and saw a version of Nanmen Yu that she had never seen before, like... Nanmen Yu's memories.
Nanmen Jue looked at the cookies in her hand again, and her previous guesses grew vigorously like weeds. She couldn't help but stuff a few more cookies into her mouth.
The images overlapped, bringing various versions of Nanmen Yu to her eyes.
His meticulous demeanor during the surgery.
The way he talks to other people.
The way he stood silently by her door when Nanmen Jue wasn't home...
There are also images of her with Nanmen Jue.
Nanmen Jue closed her eyes and stuffed biscuits into her mouth one by one, tears streaming down her face from under her closed eyelids, but she couldn't free her hands to wipe them away.
"So you weren't just giving me that sour look. You act like everyone owes you eight million," Nanmen Jue mumbled.
Realizing she had eaten too many cookies, Nanmen Jue hurriedly stopped. Overjoyed to see Nanmen Yu again, she lost control. She blamed herself in her heart, and without caring about anything else, she immediately hugged the cookies and returned to her space.
The landing point on the way back was still 404. Ying Yao had already left, and only Zhang Zhi and the doll-like Yu Wanyan were there.
When the two saw Nanmen Jue return, Zhang Zhi was startled as soon as she came to greet her.
"Sister, are you...crying?"
Nanmen Jue then remembered that she hadn't wiped the tears off her face. She hastily wiped them away and rushed into the studio.
"Where is Yu Wanyan?"
"It's still on the table. I'm adjusting the body according to her instructions..."
Nanmen Jue rushed into the studio and grabbed Yu Wanyan from the table.
Yu Wanyan yelled, "Nanmen Jue, you wicked bastard! I'm fragile right now, don't you know how to handle me with care!"
Nanmen Jue didn't hear what she was shouting at all, and put her in the biscuit box and cotton swabs.
Yu Wanyan stared blankly at the cookie tin that was almost as tall as her. "What are you doing? Have you finally gone mad?"
Nanmen Jue looked at her with unprecedented fervor, "There is a soul in this."
"Soul?" Yu Wanyan was utterly puzzled.
“My sister, Nanmen Yu, she probably sensed something was wrong in that supernatural world, so she prepared a backup plan in advance.” Nanmen Jue finally couldn’t help but smile broadly. “She’s really something! I knew why she left me messages everywhere, and specifically asked me to take this box of cookies with me! She was afraid that the person who wanted her dead would find out in advance and destroy the cookies, so she couldn’t be too clear about what she was saying… I’m so stupid, how come I only realized it now? If I had taken out this box of cookies and eaten it earlier, I would have realized it much sooner!”
Overwhelmed by belated excitement, she spoke rapidly, then her voice betrayed her worry, "But what if I ate some, and her soul got into my stomach? Should I have my stomach cut out?"
“…Stop!” Even though she spoke so quickly, Yu Wanyan still understood. She glanced cautiously at Nanmen Jue, then looked at Binggan. “Here’s what you do: call Ying Yao back first.”
"Ying Yao?" Nanmen Jue blinked in confusion. "Why call Ying Yao?"
Yu Wanyan said, "Logically speaking, you should have only recently separated in the real world, but during this time, something unexpected might happen..."
"What is it?" Nanmen Jue hadn't reacted yet.
Yu Wanyan fell silent, seemingly pondering how to bypass Nanmen Jue and call Ying Yao back.
In those brief few seconds, Nanmen Jue realized what she was saying.
She almost laughed in exasperation. "You think I'm crazy?"
Yu Wanyan remained silent, her delicate little face expressionless, looking utterly wooden.
Nanmen Jue suddenly stood up. "I didn't seal it. Nanmen Yu's soul is in this box of cookies. We'll get it out, just like we did with Zhang Zhi. As long as she has a body, she can come back to life."
Hearing her name called, Zhang Zhi nodded vigorously.
She didn't think Nanmen Jue had gone mad; she only knew that Nanmen Jue's most cherished sister could come back to life, and a smile appeared on the little girl's chubby face.
The doll glanced at her, its dark, round eyes clearly saying, "What a fool."
"Okay, okay, I understand, but I don't know how to manipulate souls, I can only make puppets." Yu Wanyan's tone was almost like coaxing a child. "Don't get excited, let's find someone powerful and ask them what's going on."
Nanmen Jue was almost furious with her. She was about to explode when she thought about it again and said, "Fine, if you're going to ask, then ask an authoritative person."
As she spoke, she grabbed the doll and disappeared from the room in the blink of an eye.
Back in the real world, Nanmen Jue placed the doll on the bed and began writing something on a piece of paper. The doll huddled on the bed, not daring to speak, and silently watched her write. After she finished, Nanmen Jue set the paper on fire and burned it.
Could this be a communication with the deceased Nanmen Yu? Yu Wanyan didn't dare to say it.
The two waited quietly for a few minutes, when they heard a flapping sound outside the window. Looking up, they saw a glossy crow landing.
As soon as Nanmen Jue opened the window, He flew into the house, bringing with him a few snowflakes.
Yu Wanyan realized this time that Nanmen Jue seemed to know a god related to authority and resurrection.
Having spent a long time with Nanmen Jue, Crow naturally understood her personality and didn't waste any words once she landed.
"I saw what you said, where are the cookies?"
Nanmenjue forcefully placed the biscuit in front of Him.
The crow raised a claw, reached into the box, took out a biscuit, and closed its eyes as if sensing something.
Nanmen Jue watched intently from the side, afraid that He might drop even a crumb of the biscuit.
Time seemed to stretch out in Nanmen Jue's perception; the crow, with its eyes closed, appeared to have lived a lifetime.
He opened his eyes and said succinctly, "Your guess is correct, but it's not that simple."
The ecstasy on Nanmen Jue's face was frozen before it could fully unfold. "What do you mean?"
“This is indeed Nanmen Yu’s soul, but it’s too fragmented. She must have cut her soul into many pieces to avoid something. This is a large part, and there’s a small part. If I’m not mistaken, it should have become a monster in that strange world,” the crow said. “If it was only a small part of her soul, she could fool Zhang Jin, a human, but she couldn’t fool the main god. So she mixed a lot of memories into that small part of her soul.”
Before Nanmen Jue could say anything, the crow lowered its voice, "So what was there back then was just a memory cell... What a powerful technique. Even I and the main god were deceived and didn't sense anything at all."
"Of course, she's the most powerful!" Nanmen Jue said without hesitation, then asked, "So, how do we bring her back to life?"
She didn't ask "whether she can be brought back to life." Since Nanmen Yu trusted her so much and left her a backup plan, she had to fulfill it.
The crow clearly knew this as well. After a moment's thought, it glanced at Nanmen Jue again.
"There is a way, but it comes at a price, doesn't it?" Nanmen Jue knew exactly what kind of person the crow was, and although it was a question, it was an affirmative statement.
“First of all, because a part of her soul and memories are missing, Nanmen Yu’s body cannot be made from an ordinary puppet,” Crow said. “If the rejection reaction is too severe, the remaining part of her will completely disappear.”
Nanmen Jue's eyes darkened. Without the crow saying anything more, she already understood what He meant.
“Use my flesh and blood,” she said calmly. “Shave as much as you need, and if it’s not enough, I’ll go to the Supreme God to repair it, and then continue shaving. Speaking of which, how much flesh and blood does it take to make a body?”
She finally asked Yu Wanyan, but Yu Wanyan didn't answer; she was stunned.
No matter how calm Nanmen Jue's tone was, his words were still chilling.
"This shouldn't be too much trouble, is there anything else you haven't said?" Nanmen Jue continued to ask.
The crow said, "This last part is the most troublesome."
"My struggle with the Supreme God has reached a critical stage. Thanks to you, you are frantically destroying the cycle of reincarnation, which is weakening the Supreme God's power while strengthening mine. So, we've been locked in a fierce battle for a while now. He only recently found your trail and chased you into the previous world." The raven clearly knew what had happened in the previous world. "He originally wanted to kill you and then devour the power of the Entropy Ash, but He failed. You severely injured Him, and He must be at his wit's end now."
Nanmen Jue guessed what He wanted to say again.
“A god at the end of his rope can unleash unimaginable power, and I need to personally oversee things here with Nanmen Yu to be confident.” The crow looked at her, its wing lightly touching the cookie box. “This thing is not a suitable vessel for a soul. Her soul is too fragile and cannot be transferred. If she stays here, she won’t last long. You need to make a decision as soon as possible.”
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Author's note: It's really almost over!
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