radicalducati Chapter 38 Who am I?
Chapter 38 Who am I?
Xi Lian observed the blank space for a long time. She secretly intercepted several purple data streams and finally reached a conclusion through the research of the three geniuses.
"This is a data virus that evolved from the anti-organic equation, but it is inactive due to the will of its owner."
"But according to the scenario in the deduction, didn't the third emperor tear the scepter apart?"
"She was infected at first, so how can she now control the infected person?" The Great Black Tower raised this question.
A look of sadness appeared in Xi Lian's eyes: "This is exactly what I'm wondering about. I think, if this really is an anti-organic equation..."
"So, what could we possibly glean from asking that genius connected to Emperor III to deduce this?"
"I haven't become that big black tomb yet, you don't need to be so secretive." Black Tower shook his head.
Then, Screwgoom said, "If it involves the Emperor, I'm very likely to be there too."
Nguyen Mai stepped forward as well: "If it is Him, then I will go and see Him off."
Thus, Onfaros, a genius, modified the Qiong Guan Formation with the power of Xi Lian's memories, and several other geniuses entered the Qiong Guan Formation together to begin the deduction.
Qingyuan hugged Xilian's leg and slept as sweetly as ever.
The image displayed within the formation showed the figure of Blank. She was completely sealed off by the giant hand of the Black Tomb, trapped in a pitch-black space.
"Compared to Emperor III, the Iron Tomb poses a far greater threat. Therefore, I will sacrifice myself to ensure that the Iron Tomb never again arises!"
"Wait a minute, if you die, the Iron Tomb will actually be created faster!"
A genius wearing a witch's hat appears before the blank space.
"He's merging the scepters right now. I'll go cause some trouble first, and then seize control of it once you wake up!"
She pointed to the blank space between her eyebrows, and a memory surfaced in her mind—a situation observed by another part of the scepter.
A figure transformed from Da Xilian into Xilian, then into a pink puppy, before finally vanishing without a trace.
Two items fell from her body into the part of the scepter in the Iron Tomb: a book and a pen.
Both of them were filled with the power of memory, and both desperately tried to protect each other, but in the end they were both devoured by the scepter.
The scepter, having been partially torn apart by the emperor, is currently displaying error messages frantically.
[Operational error! Logical error! Calculation error! Under correction... Deduction tendency: Destruction, error!]
At this moment, a blank page flew out of the book and covered the core of the scepter, and the pen wrote "True Self" on it, then left a circle of patterns on the edge of the page, and everything else was written by her.
And so, the scepter studied what I had written for a long time, and finally, the image of a young girl appeared in the starry sky.
A dialog box also appeared in her mind.
Please enter the calculation result: 【Xi Lian】
Verification error!
The bright red lettering made the girl lose herself in thought. She looked at her long purple hair and lowered her head.
In the end, she boarded the train under the guise of Xi Lian, and unsurprisingly, she was discovered.
When she was taken back to the Black Tower space station, she was heartbroken as she listened to the geniuses discussing how to kill her.
Since the world has abandoned me, I will unleash my fury upon the world!
Please calculate the result: [Iron Tomb]
Verification error!
You're kidding me!
Fortunately, this was not the correct answer, and she was able to live with her teacher.
until......
"Go board the train, and on this pioneering journey, find your true self!" Qingyuan peeked out, her eyes gentle, then closed them and said, "This is your dream too, isn't it?"
She knew why her teacher closed her eyes; it was because she couldn't keep looking for too long, lest she be overwhelmed by the desire to reproduce.
Xi Lian studied for a long time, but faced with the remnants of the Star God, the more she learned and tried, the more desperate she became.
She knew to some extent that her teacher probably didn't want her to continue down a hopeless path.
That's why they put her on the train to start a new life. She was silent at first, but eventually accepted.
With the teacher's repeated assurances, the people on the train accepted her.
From then on, she became friends with everyone on the train.
Oh right! My friends are still waiting for me to come back. We promised to sneak some ice cream together in March...
My teacher is still waiting for my answer. I know she just hopes to see me walk my own path before she loses her memory...
But who am I? Even without a "true self," I've still lived to this day.
I have Xi Lian's memories and her appearance, but I know clearly that I am not her.
I possess the chaotic power of the Iron Tomb, but I will never be like Him, becoming a catastrophe for the universe!
(Since the world has abandoned me...)
Oh dear, at least they definitely wouldn't do that now!
So, I've always been me? My true self... my true self...
If this isn't enough for me, then what about the past and future me combined?
Destruction, intellect, memory, pioneering—what is beyond question?
I want to be with everyone forever, I want to live happily every day, I want to sing poems about love to people, I want to heal my teacher...
In truth, although it seems like Xiang Xilian would do things, they were all done out of my will.
Because in the very beginning, people learned from her memories, which is why we are so similar.
But I am not Xi Lian; I merely use her memories as seeds to grow in the blank spaces she left behind...
At first, I admired her so much that I tried to replace her. Now it seems that I was going against the path that was meant to be with her from the very beginning.
I've always been using her name, so now, I'll give myself a name... how about...?
□□ is not blank, but a real □□.
I was born from a blank page, and I hope to leave a new blank page for the world.
May people write their own chapters of self-discovery and happiness upon that foundation.
Speaking of which, if I had suppressed the Iron Tomb from being born...
I died, but the birth from my body was changed to a faster birth from my corpse.
The lady with the pointed hat said she wanted me to take over her access privileges.
My control over the scepter is still too weak, but if I can rely on my memories and the memories of the twelve factors, then perhaps I can summon her!
After waking up, Blank was enveloped in a pink light, illuminating the pitch-black space.
A figure, the one whom the blank had admired day and night, was now actually standing there.
Will she hate me? What can I do to gain her trust?
In the end, Blank chose to reach out for help.
"Please join me in rewriting this terrible ending!"
"Of course, this will definitely be a romantic story unlike any other, and you think so too, right♪"