"The Horse-headed Man S represents Sha."
Li Cheng pressed the remote, switching the projector screen.
"The at Mountain L represents Laziness. The Gray Green Giant A represents Anger. The Black-clothed Woman H represents Hope, and the Hooded Man F represents Fear."
The projector switched screens one by one, and Li Cheng paused, "As for Suits Baby E, with you..."
"Baby E is Exhausted. And I am Think."
The unusual entity, topped with the appearance of the orphanage’s director, smiled and said, "How did you deduce these?"
"Aren’t there too many clues?"
Li Cheng spread his hands, "The children’s graffiti appearing randomly in various parts of the surface cities are actually nursery rhys painted on the walls of the Red Star Orphanage.
Under the bridge in front of the door swam a flock of ducks, co quickly and count two, four, six, seven, eight.
Little Chinese scholar tree, bear cherries, willow tree bear peppers.
The orphanage’s director is from Wenzhou, [Cha Yu Qi] is Wenzhou dialect for Cai Anjie.
The dissonant British Criminal Court appearing in the pedestrian shopping street points to Cai Anjie’s adoption location being in the UK. Her adoptive parents should have been sentenced after her death."
He paused, rubbing his chin and said, "However, there’s still a rather strange point, it seems there is also an ouroboros pattern in the surface city, not sure what it’s pointing to."
"That’s... the shape of the basent door knocker."
The director said calmly, "After being sent abroad, Cai Anjie suffered daily beatings and abuse from her adoptive parents, ate leftovers, was forced to wear shackles and chains, locked in a basent,
the only ti she could co out from the basent each day, was to clean farm animals’ manure, massage and wash the feet of her adoptive mother, then return to the basent at night to sleep in a cardboard box.
Each night, she used the butterfly hairpin, given by a childhood friend from the Red Star Orphanage, as a ntal comfort to support her tough survival."
No wonder there would be the sound of chains clashing inside the box.
Li Cheng nodded, the director continued, "She once tried to escape, had three attempts that ca close to success, but was always caught back by her adoptive parents and the police.
The white police knew her adoptive parents were abusing her, yet sided with the white adoptive parents, allowing her harm— in their eyes, an Asian orphan was no better than a bug."
Creaaak creaaak.
The grinding of Gray Rain’s teeth, her gaze gradually turning peculiar. She had long considered herself purely a Chinese, anger rising in her heart, vicious ideas following along, subconsciously looking at the still unconscious British Bell Tower Mage Nikola, unwittingly slightly lifting the Skull Shattering Hamr.
If the latter were to wake up at this mont, he’d probably imdiately kneel down, repeatedly declaring his disassociation with those white policen, fiercely distancing himself from the UK.
"Your previous deductions are correct, after Cai Anjie died, she accidentally fell into the killing field, becoming the holder of the Hidden Room in spiritual body form. However, her soul was already shattered, or perhaps she didn’t want to live anymore, thus we were split out from her."
Director T pointed to himself, saying calmly, "Our abilities are closely linked to our very nature.
Anger— perpetual wrath and continuous regeneration.
Fear— creates illusion realms to torture the mind.
Hope— distorts reality to create material.
As for , I am the leader of all fragnts. Also the voice that issues ’system tasks’ to you in the Inverted Pyramid."
"Why?" Zhangsun Yao asked solemnly, "If you wanted to kill us, you could have had the Black-clothed Woman H do it at the first opportunity, wiping out all foreign players.
Why deliberately arrange these stages?"
"To screen suitable candidates."
Director T patted the edge of the cardboard box, saying indifferently, "The cardboard box contains the fragnted consciousness of Cai Anjie, she doesn’t possess a complete individual will. Therefore, as fragnts of her persona, we cannot break free either.
We are a part of her, neither wishing for her death, nor seeking to detach from the body to beco independent beings with free will.
Hence, it was necessary to attract players, arrange the stages, guide you to actively investigate, uncover the truth behind the Secret Realm, and make both of you empathize with it."
Whether Zhangsun Yao or Li Cheng, strictly speaking, they are the sa as Cai Anjie, orphans who lost both parents— Zhangsun Yao’s parents died before she was of legal age too.
They were even fellow townsn of Yin City.
"Cai Anjie’s fate shouldn’t have been this way."
Li Cheng sighed for the wrongly dead White Horse Tombstone and others, as well as Cai Anjie, "Let players empathize, and then what?"
"Then, re-hatch."
Director T said, "As long as you are 100% willing to rge with the fragnts of Cai Anjie inside the box, you can leave the Secret Realm with ownership of the Hidden Room, and we these unusual existences can also break free from the body, gaining freedom."
"rging with soul fragnts sounds utterly unreliable."
Li Cheng narrowed his eyes and said, "After fusing, am I still myself?"
"The so-called self is in itself a pseudo-proposition,"
Director T said, "Modern people swipe through apps on their phones, outraged by vile news, eager to wipe out all the evildoers of the world. Upon seeing positive news, they get teary-eyed, sighing there are still many good people in the world.
Thoughts and opinions waver, positions swinging back and forth. In the information-explosion era, personal will seems like seaweed in water, easily swayed by public opinion.
Since that’s the case, what’s the big deal about rging so soul fragnts?"
"Brilliant." Li Cheng gave a thumbs-up, "Stealing gold, silver, or defense cables can’t compare to how you spin concepts."
"Consider it."
Director T said calmly, "The effect of this Hidden Room is comparable to a personal Divine Country. It can bring great benefits to a Transcendent.
If retreating, it can absorb ferocious spirits, harness countless dead spirits.
If advancing, it can build a divine country, ferry resentful souls, and enshrine spirits in situ— even whether it’s the Special Affairs Bureau or the GOC, they would treat you as an honored guest.
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