"Who are the other people you're talking about?"
Mumu's face was expressionless.
"...I don't think there is any need to compare with this kind of thing."
Seeing Mumu in front of him who was staring at him unblinkingly as if waiting for his answer, Bai Zhi couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
"Your situation is different from Hitomi's. She was... OK, what do you want to know?"
Looking at Mumu who sat down against the wall directly opposite him and looked like he won't leave until you tell him, Bai Zhi couldn't help but make a compromise somewhat helplessly.
It takes a lot of energy to feel the power aura left behind from the pain that is transmitted. Under the premise that there is someone sitting in front of him and looking at him silently, he can't concentrate at all.
"… all."
Sitting there against the wall with his hands on his knees, after thinking for a moment, Mumu asked.
"Did the person you called Hitomi encounter the same thing as me?"
"… Roughly the same."
Recalling that Hitomi's temper still hadn't fully recovered even now, Bai Zhi sighed slightly in his mouth.
When he first met Hitomi from the garbage mountain, Hitomi's personality was very lively. It was rare to be able to maintain that kind of vitality while living in that kind of garbage mountain.
… But what happens after that
He is afraid of strangers, talks little, is very insecure, likes to stay in narrow and dark places...etc.
Even now, with the company of Anna and Qingyi, his personality has improved a lot, but it is still very different from the beginning.
Time can heal wounds, but not scars.
"...Tell me about it, I want to hear it."
Burying her chin in her knees, Mumu spoke softly... her voice sounded a bit like praying.
"No one has spoken to me in a long time."
"... Let's put it this way, the origin of the story comes from a small town in chaos and disorder in the apocalypse."
He raised his head and glanced at Mumu who was sitting across the corridor. After thinking for a while, Bai Zhi started to tell.
"Chaos and darkness are endless. Under such circumstances, being able to survive is a very happy thing. Over there is a smelly garbage mountain in the town. It is a place that even ghost stories are not willing to visit. …”
—In the calmest tone, Bai Zhi recounted the things that happened to Tong.
Although it is said that in the memory he participated in, he helped Hitomi get revenge... but that is not true.
The real truth is that a girl in despair was selected by [Garden of Eden] and fell into the darkest abyss.
If Hitomi hadn't accidentally picked up the contaminated book of the Gospel, if the book spirit of unknown origin hadn't been helping her, and if her will hadn't been strong enough... she would have fallen into the [Garden of Eden] long ago. In that hell.
As the top evil god, even a certain former Yin Tianzi would not talk about the [Garden of Eden].
... Although Bai Zhi thinks [Eden] is quite sensible.
"..."
After listening to Bai Zhi's story, Mu Muyou was silent for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.
It wasn't until a long time later that she spoke again.
"Yes, I can't beat her. She is much stronger than me."
"No one will sing about suffering, and no one will praise suffering. This kind of comparison is even more meaningless."
Bai Zhi shook his head.
"The main reason why I tell you this is to make you understand that you may not have had a choice in the past, but you can decide for yourself in the future."
"..."
Mumu did not make any reply to his words, but remained silent for a moment.
After a moment of silence, she asked a strange question.
"What's the world like outside?"
"It's big."
"How big is it?"
"It's big, big, bigger than you can imagine."
"What's outside? Is it also a corridor? Are there flames?"
"The sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, vegetation, everything."
"What is the sun?"
“A great fireball hanging in the sky, providing light and illumination.”
"…I hate fire. What about the moon?"
"The moon... is a big disk hanging in the sky, or something like sesame cakes? I'm not good at metaphors."
"Seobing? What are sesame cakes?"
"Uh... a thing used to eat, it belongs to food."
"Is it the same flavor as the lollipop you gave me earlier?"
"No, lollipops are snacks."
“Aren’t snacks food?”
"No, you can't eat too many snacks."
"What are mountains and rivers? What do they look like?"
"..."
… … …
In the narrow corridor, two people sitting opposite each other asked and answered questions.
Mumu kept asking some very basic and idiotic-sounding questions, and Bai Zhi patiently answered them one by one.
For the other party, in all the memories of the ninety years of her life, the only things that accompanied her were this narrow corridor and the insurmountable sea of fire.
What was passed on from his clone, apart from the artificially instilled and customized false memories, was only the pain with no end in sight.
... How terrible is it for a tool to have feelings
The eighty years in front of her were all uneventful, and the ten years that followed sudden changes constituted her entire life.
—The clockwork Squirtle that rushed into the sea of fire was the first toy she received since her birth.
… … … … … …
After an unknown amount of time passed, Mumu stopped asking endless questions one after another, but what followed was a long silence like death.
Looking at Mumu who was curled up with his knees in front of him and didn't know what he was thinking in his mind, Bai Zhi sighed slightly in his mouth.
Through the other party's previous questions one after another, he had a general understanding of the other party.
Her world is very simple, so simple that it only consists of such a small place, but at the same time, her world is very complex, so complex that it can almost accommodate the malice of the entire world.
After doing so much from beginning to end, the other party's main wish is just to go out and take a good look at the world that only exists in imagination.
After thinking for a while, Bai Zhi had some thoughts in his mind and asked Mumu in front of him.
"How about it? Do you want to visit those places I mentioned before?"
"…What do you think?"
As if being touched by his words, she raised her head and looked at him.
"You created this place, right? Maybe I can help you create a scene you want to see."
Pointing to the surrounding area, Bai Zhi spoke.
"How about it, do you want to try it?"
"It's impossible. Even if I give you that kind of power, it can only create a scene of pain and despair in your heart, because this kind of power itself is born from this."
Subconsciously, Mumu shook his head.
"The rules are absolute and will not be changed for anyone, not even the Lord of Ghost Stories. And that kind of power will also have a great negative impact on your body..."
"How will you know if you don't try?"
Smiling slightly, Bai Zhi interrupted the other party's words.
"Didn't you see it before? There is light in the darkness."
"..."
After a moment of silence, Mumu stood up from the ground, and then looked at him silently.
"How about trusting me again?"
Bai Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly and stretched out his hand towards the other party.
"..."
After a long silence, Mumu walked up to him and put his hand on it.
When she moved her hand away a moment later, Bai Zhi's hand already had a black seed floating in his palm.
Looking at the seed on Bai Zhi's hand, Mumu spoke softly.
"This is one of the results developed by that woman, a seed extracted from Kaitan's body through special techniques. She called it the seed of despair. Plant it into the human brain, and then through some special operations, You can artificially create a space of absolute despair... Human application methods are too crude, so I refined them."
Looking up at him, Mumu spoke in a low voice.
"But even if I refine it, the core of Seed of Despair will always remain unchanged, and despair will always be its theme. Do you understand? The rules can never be changed."
"Yeah?"
Looking at the so-called seed of despair in his hand, Bai Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly.
Sure enough, no matter which world we are in, there will never be a shortage of human research on ghost stories, and the same goes for those crazy people who do scientific research.
... He suddenly understood why the doctor wanted to leave the legacy of this world to his legacy.
"Tell me, how to use this?"
Bai Zhi raised his head and looked at the other party.
"Didn't you hear what I just said? The rules can never be changed."
Looking at the indifferent person in front of him, Mumu's words were inexplicably a little more angry.
"Even if you don't care about the side effects and use it, you will only create the desperate scene in your heart. I have tried it many times before, but no one can change the rules!! You are just..."
"You don't need to worry about this, you just need to tell me how to use it."
Looking directly into the other person's eyes, Bai Zhi interrupted him calmly.
"You just have to trust me."
"..."
After staring at him for a while, Mumu suddenly became quiet and nodded silently.
…Then the world changed.
It seems like a moment, and it seems like an instant.
The cold ground underfoot was replaced by soft grass, and the narrow corridor turned into an endless grassland. On the blue sky, white clouds were dotted like cotton candy.
A long and winding river flows through the middle of the grassland, and the sound of gurgling water can be heard from their side. Flowers bloom in the grass beside them, and butterflies fly among the flowers.
In an instant, the whole world turned upside down in front of her.
"..."
Feeling the breeze that smelled of green grass blowing in front of her, and looking at the vast scene around her that she had never seen before, Mumu completely stayed there at this moment.
—The rules have been changed.
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