Chapter 509: Chapter 331: Walking with a Negative Personality
The little girl disappeared.
Shen Ye couldn’t quite grasp her attitude, but from the outco, she hadn’t stopped herself.
Perhaps…
This too was sothing she had longed for back then.
Dark Persona, huh.
In accord with her own violent actions.
Suddenly.
Bus, corpse, highway.
Everything flashed by in an instant.
Shen Ye found herself standing in a ss of a basent.
Light.
Sunlight stread through a skylight more than five ters high, falling upon her face.
She suddenly realized sothing, looked down and stretched out her hand.
Her arm was longer, more slender.
Her hand touched her face, and casually, she drew a line in the void, releasing a frost mirror.
Reflected in the frost mirror,
was the immature face of an eight- or nine-year-old girl, unmistakable.
…She had grown up.
Shen Ye put away the frost mirror, feeling slightly sentintal.
— It seed this was the next painful node that would leave a deep impression on Lancy.
She walked back and forth in the basent, only to find the door was locked and the space behind her was quite small, with just six or seven square ters.
So she was put in solitary confinent?
But with Lancy’s talent, why was she put in solitary confinent?
While nothing had happened yet, she called up her Attribute Points to have a look.
“Current Attributes (the fifth level of the Law Realm):”
“Strength: 120.”
“Agility: 120”
“Spirit: 115.”
“Comprehension: 130.”
“Resonance: 295; (Legacy Resonance under the moon 20).”
“Available free attribute points: 10.”
Her Basic Attributes were quite high.
But the free attribute points were far from enough.
Damnable thing.
The thrice Curse of the Demon of Fear was a hindrance.
Otherwise, she would have already collected enough lexicon and converted plenty of free attribute points.
Shen Ye shook her head slightly.
She couldn’t worry about it for the ti being.
She’d address it later!
Click clack—
The sound of the lock turning ca from the door.
The heavy iron door opened.
A woman made entirely of machinery appeared at the door.
— Like Lancy’s parents, she retained a human-like face while her body was completely chanized.
“Lancy, have you realized your mistakes during this 21-day confinent?”
The woman asked sternly.
Shen Ye was stunned for a mont, involuntarily glancing back at the Solitary Confinent Room.
Cramped.
Deadly silent.
Secluded.
To leave an eight- or nine-year-old girl alone in such a place for 21 days?
It would be strange if she didn’t go mad!
“The mistakes I’ve made…” Shen Ye started, then deliberately stopped without continuing.
Usually at this ti, soone else would fill in the rest of the sentence.
The woman indeed took the cue:
“Yes, you committed the mistake of stealing your classmate’s belongings.”
Shen Ye appeared surprised.
Lancy would steal things?
“I will never steal others’ belongings again,” Shen Ye said with a sincere tone.
The woman nodded in satisfaction and turned around, saying:
“Follow .”
She led the girl through a long, oppressive, and enclosed corridor to a hall.
Frankly speaking, this hall looked a bit like a school auditorium from a previous life.
Today seed to be the day for a eting.
The hall was filled with students.
Shen Ye was brought up to the platform, to the microphone.
“Speak up, admit your mistakes to everyone, and show your willingness to reform,” the woman said.
Shen Ye, looking at the crowd of heads down below, appeared sowhat bewildered.
At this mont,
she realized her body was slightly shaking, her heart felt as if it was being sliced open, and tears were almost uncontrollable.
…Why?
This body belonged to Lancy; she was just a persona temporarily controlling it.
If the body’s reaction was so strong, sothing must have happened.
Shen Ye looked up.
There she saw another girl, also about eight or nine years old, floating mid-air with tears filling her eyes as she silently watched this scene unfold.
Negative Persona!
Shen Ye imdiately beca wary, and addressed the microphone:
“Well… since I was confined for stealing, please show the stolen item, so that my remorse will seem more sincere.”
On the presidium, the others nodded their heads.
Soon,
a construction made of simple wooden bars was displayed before everyone.
Shen Ye held her breath.
This building, despite looking dirty and inexpensive, clearly had a lot of care put into it.
Each wooden bar and rivet was perfectly placed so that when touched lightly by hand, it would slowly rotate with a “creak, creak” sound.
— It was a Ferris wheel.
At the top of the Ferris wheel, in the small room, cotton wrapped in cloth was shaped into two little girls.
Shen Ye exhaled softly, relieved.
If it was sothing else, she wouldn’t be able to confirm whether it was stolen by Lancy.
But this Ferris wheel—
At this ti, in this era, Sophie must already be dead.
That was Lancy’s everlasting regret.
Only she would make such a heart-felt Ferris wheel.
Lancy didn’t steal anything!
“May I ask, who owns this toy?” Shen Ye asked loudly.
The female teacher asked uncertainly, “Do you an—”
“To apologize in person,” Shen Ye said.
“Very well, you girls stand up,” the female teacher commanded.
Four girls stood up from the crowd, looking up at Shen Ye on the platform with a smug expression.
But the next second,
their smugness turned into panic.
On the platform, the girl leaped forward and pounced toward them.
Screaming. Shrieking. Loud warnings. Rebukes.
A multitude of voices erupted.
But none could stop the girl’s attack.
With a seemingly effortless motion, she knocked the four girls to the ground and forcefully pounded their faces, bellies, and limbs.
By the ti the teachers rushed over—
the four girls were already battered and bruised, their muscles and bones broken.
“Scoundrels!”
A female teacher reached out to grab the girl.
Thunder Light surged on the girl’s hand, and with a flick of her wrist, she sent the female teacher flying.
Not just that.
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