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"I’ve always been indifferent to killing people, whether it was those odd ones in the past or the guards and researchers I repeatedly killed just now, my heart remained undisturbed. As they were enemies, they needed to be killed; it was all too natural. It’s like weeds trying to grow through stone must find a crack, yet it was hard for to find room for sorrow or emotions in such deeds.

Now, looking at the scorched marks and observing the disconsolate expression of the girl Lu Chan, I felt an unusual change in my emotions arising from the killing of Chen Long. The past was rely a visitor in an abnormal world, but now, it seed I had truly beco a part of it. As for why I was feeling this way, I couldn’t fully understand it myself.

The girl Lu Chan quickly noticed sothing in my hand.

"What is this...?" she asked hesitantly.

I raised the silver tal dal in my hand.

"Are you talking about this? This is sothing left behind by Chen Long. For so reason, my flas haven’t been able to destroy it... do you know what it is?"

"You said this was left by Chen Long..." Her face mixed with various emotions, "Yes, I know what this is. It’s a national level demon hunter dal."

"National level demon hunter?"

I felt I had heard that term before.

Yes, a long ti ago, Zhu Shi had ntioned it to . Achieved level Evils were also called "national level demon hunters." It was just that demon hunters considered themselves above the national authorities, so they did not regard such titles prefixed with ’national’ with much favor.

"Only an achieved level Evil who has made substantial contributions to society is officially awarded this dal by the national leadership. There are very few Evils eligible for this dal, and even fewer who are willing to accept an award ceremony because so of them think the secular authorities are not qualified to award them," said the girl Lu Chan. "In recent years, only Chen Long, myself, and a female demon hunter skilled in manipulating blue lightning have received this dal. The dal itself has no special powers; it’s rely a decorative item made of precious tal."

"So, you’re saying this is Chen Long’s dal? Then why can it withstand my flas?" I wondered.

"No, this should be my dal," she said complexly.

"Yours?" I was puzzled.

She stretched out her hand to , and I handed over the silver dal to her.

"Lu Chan of the past reclaid her Evil Sword secretly when she escaped this Human Bureau stronghold, but left her national level demon hunter dal, along with her dreams, behind. This was a declaration of cutting ties with her past self—from now on, ’Lu Chan’ would no longer fight for mortals." She looked at the silver dal in her hand, "As for why the dal can withstand your flas... I think it might be because, this dal is my very essence."

"Essence..." I tried digesting this information, "You an, because this dal carries Lu Chan’s dreams, therefore..."

"An object can carry a person’s sentints. By discarding this dal, the past Lu Chan achieved discarding her dreams, hence this dal is the source of my current ’phenonon,’" she explained.

I see. Because the girl Lu Chan was on my fla’s whitelist, so this dal too wasn’t affected by the flas. That makes sense.

"But that Chen Long would actually carry the dal I discarded, he..."

She paused briefly, then shook her head. Anyway, Chen Long had died. Discussing his unknown emotional journey now wouldn’t revive him to confirm if we were right or wrong. No, even if he were alive, he certainly wouldn’t admit anything.

I felt it might be better not to tell the girl Lu Chan that Chen Long’s soul had been refined into "ash."

"Since this is your material vessel, can this dal help you continue to exist after the independent reality space is destroyed?" I asked.

"As the essence of my thoughts, it might exist along with the dal, but this ’dream incarnation’ that can talk and interact with you is destined to vanish," she said calmly, "However, with this dal, it should be possible to return ’the dream’ to the Lu Chan outside."

"How exactly should we do that?" I ventured to ask.

"It’s simple, just pass the dal to him," she said with certainty, "The dreams that were abandoned along with the dal will return to him along with the dal.

"However, once I go to the real world, I’ll vanish as quickly as sugar dissolves in warm water. Although there might be a way to delay the vanishing slightly, I, as a re phantom, can’t move material objects in the real world. You’re the only one who could do it.

"Zhuang Cheng, can you help ?"

"I didn’t hesitate to answer, ’No.’"

"I thought she would be surprised, even angry at my response, but her expression didn’t change."

"Why?" she asked patiently.

"For , ’the past Lu Chan’ is rely a stranger from afar," I said. "Whereas the current Lu Youxun, although I can tell he has his own hidden agendas, has genuinely helped , and we are slowly getting to know each other. To kill ’the current him’ to bring back ’the past him’ is sothing I wouldn’t do."

She pressed further, "Just because he has been kind to you, you think he is a good person now? Since you also admit he has ulterior motives... no, fundantally, he is an Extraordinary Fanatic, and your friend Zhu Shi is a Governance Ideologist. They are bound to have an irreconcilable conflict one day.

"You would surely stand by Zhu Shi then, wouldn’t you think it’s better to let the outside Lu Chan regain his self-awareness as a Governance Ideologist before that conflict occurs? This wouldn’t only benefit Zhu Shi but also you and society as a whole."

"I’ve never thought of Lu Youxun as a good person, but, overall, I consider him currently on our side for the ti being. Maybe he will beco an enemy in the future... well, that’s a matter for the future, and if necessary, we’ll just have to confront him then," I said. "You might say I lack foresight, but I’m not going to settle scores now based on what others might or might not do in the future."

"Is that so..." she closed her eyes. "You don’t want to sacrifice those close to you for soone more valuable from afar..."

"You’ve helped a lot in this matter, and if you have other requests, I’ll do my best to help."

I thought about it, and it seed quite unfair to do nothing for her.

"No, we’re just fighting alongside each other for a common goal. It’s a relationship of mutual assistance, no one owes anyone anything," she opened her eyes. "However, if you really feel bad, could you agree to this one request?"

"Tell ," I adjusted my attitude.

She looked at carefully, then smiled slightly and said, "Zhuang Cheng, just continue to be yourself."

"What?" I was surprised.

There were many other valuable things she could ask for, but she just said that.

I had almost forgotten that her original form was a man; in this mont, she truly seed like a young girl.

Just then, the ground beneath us began to shake violently, and the space around us suddenly beca blurry. At first glance, I thought my eyes were blurring. I quickly realized what was causing this phenonon.

This was the phenonon of the collapse of the independent reality space that the young girl Lu Chan had once ntioned. It seems that Chen Long was truly the pillar of this independent reality space, and with his death, the base was heading to destruction.

The power of restart continued to repair things within this base, quickly restoring the blurriness of the space, yet the earthquake did not cease. My Fire Sea was still wreaking havoc everywhere, grappling with the power of restart. Normally, the power of restart would reset an independent reality space on the brink of destruction back to its undamaged state, but now it was stuck in limbo.

With this trajectory, the independent reality space would continue in this state of severe shaking. Although it should not improve, whether it would worsen or remain stagnant was yet to be known. However, we had one good thod to swiftly push it towards destruction.

That was to kill the owner of this secret Human Bureau base.

This location was very close to Dr. Silver Mask’s laboratory, and we quickly reached the front of the laboratory and entered.

Dr. Silver Mask, as if he had been waiting for a long ti, stood inside.

He seed to have no good ans of combat, yet he did not panic and hide. I think it is because he clearly knew that no matter where he fled, it would be futile. Now that I, who had spread my Fire Sea to every corner of this base, was essentially the real ruler of this place.

I controlled the Fire Sea that enveloped the place, sweeping towards Dr. Silver Mask; the power of restart enveloped him like an impenetrable force field shield, keeping the flas out.

Seeing this scene, I directly used a second thod, similar to how I dealt with Chen Long, using the radiance spread by the flas as a dium to directly ignite Dr. Silver Mask. Since I could now see him clearly with my own eyes, it ant that his power of restart hadn’t rewound even the light. Whether it was due to so principle making it difficult to achieve or simply because it temporarily couldn’t spare the energy, I did not know.

However, he had previously been using the power of restart to support Chen Long from the rear; he must have clearly seen from a spectator’s perspective how I manipulated light to kill Chen Long.

He clearly found a way to counter my move in a very short ti.

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