Revive Rome: Wait! Why not make the empress fall in love with me first? Chapter 188 - 188 92 Time Travel or Brainstem Catheterizatio

188: Chapter 92: Ti Travel or Brainstem Catheterization?

188: Chapter 92: Ti Travel or Brainstem Catheterization?

So, Aske is from Dragon Country?

dea felt imnsely curious.

She had not failed to investigate Aske.

As early as when she was in Constantinople, she knew Aske was born into the Achilles family, and this family had intricate ties with the distant Dragon Country.

Yet dea had never imagined that Aske actually possessed mories of living in Dragon Country.

That is to say, did his family move to Constantinople later on?

To seek out the Achilles family?

Such speculation swirled in her mind, luring dea to probe deeper.

Soon, she uncovered a shocking truth.

Aske was not really Aske; the original “Aske” had died, and the body now housed a transmigrator from the Otherworld.

A consciousness that had crossed over from a world highly similar to Dragon Country.

In that world, there were also records about this world, where people referred to this world as “SNF”.

SteelAndFire, that is, “Iron and Fire” or “Steel and Fire”, was an online ga…

It took dea so ti to grasp what an online ga was — mainly because Aske’s mories were almost exclusively of playing gas after college, leaving her no choice but to understand.

So that’s how it is.

dea smirked, resting her chin in one hand as she gazed at Aske’s face, beginning to feel an increasingly peculiar sense of sweetness.

It was as if she was a wife sneaking peeks at her husband’s diary, experiencing a sense of intimacy that seed to bring them closer together.

Although it was regrettable that she couldn’t take advantage of the situation, at least she had learned of his deepest secret.

And I’m the only one who knows…

Lost in contemplation, with her cheek in her palm, the whimsical dea continued her investigation.

Then she was astonished to find that Aske had never intended to keep this as a secret; he had even told Nora — on the very night that Nora had confessed her feelings to him.

Really!

How could you casually reveal sothing as crucial as being a transmigrator?

dea felt sowhat angered.

Such matters…

shouldn’t they only be disclosed to the person closest to you?

Like , !

What if Nora had malicious intentions?

Wouldn’t you be unnecessarily putting yourself in danger?

What annoyed dea even more was that Aske had chosen to tell Nora because he believed she would keep his secret and would not harm him.

Equally infuriating was dea’s thorough understanding of Nora; she indeed would not — her heart was entirely invested in Aske, not only would she keep secrets, but remaining chaste would also not be an issue.

Dammit, why are you both so familiar with each other?

Just how many secrets have you exchanged!

dea resolved to keep a closer eye on Nora with mind reading in the future; if ever the girl harbored other intentions, dea was determined to silence her imdiately, regardless of whether Aske would scold her.

I am doing this for your own good!

Do you understand?

she thought, gazing at Aske’s face with resolute determination.

Continuing her search, dea was lucky enough to find the most recent mory, which was exactly when Aske had selflessly leapt down the snowy slope to save her.

So, what were you thinking?

After a thorough search, disappointnt washed over dea’s face.

As it turned out, Aske’s reason for rushing down to save her was not due to any special feelings — his mory showed that at the ti, he had simply made a quick judgnt.

Judging that he could save her, so he went ahead and did it.

In Aske’s world, many things seed to be quantifiable.

For example, a Level 5 hit point could be asured, able to withstand her Flas for over 10 seconds, plus a single fall impact; he had calculated that such actions would not result in death before he took the plunge to save her, and it was not the “life-risking rescue” that dea had initially imagined.

However, dea then saw another bit of ntal activity.

“Given the physical attributes of her and at the mont, if I go save her, I might be seriously injured; if I don’t, she will definitely die.”

Risking serious injury to save ?

Hmph, I knew I was special to you.

Could Nora do that?

With this satisfying thought, dea stared at the closed-eyed face of Aske, sensing her jealousy rapidly dissipating.

“You’ve passed.”

At that mont, dea had nothing else to do but wait for Aske’s slow self-healing process, so she continued to explore his mory.

Deeper in his mories, dea saw his past, including the tragic family matters he and Nora had talked about.

dea couldn’t help but sigh; she too had once enjoyed the warmth of a family before she tragically lost it all, so she could deeply empathize with Aske’s past.

Then, dea saw him entering society, starting work at a gaming company.

From there, he began to understand the gaming industry ecosystem and encountered “Iron and Fire,” a holographic ga.

Since “Iron and Fire” eliminated the need for keyboard and mouse reliance, it no longer tested the so-called hand speed of its players, but emphasized experience and consciousness instead.

This allowed him to excel in the ga and rapidly climb to the peak of player rankings.

Later, as “Iron and Fire” entered the e-sports industry, he resigned from his job to beco an e-sports player, not out of love for the ga but purely to earn more money to support his family.

And then he transmigrated…

This idea of transmigration was a huge shock to Aske’s worldview, with one of the most typical examples being:

To this day, he’s still not clear whether he actually transmigrated or if he’s trapped in the ga with tubes inserted into his brain, unable to exit.

The reason is simple: the original holographic ga was already quite realistic.

If players got hurt in the ga, they’d feel pain (although their real bodies wouldn’t get hurt), and they’d get hungry if they didn’t eat for a long ti (even if they ate in the ga, their real bodies would still feel hunger).

In other words, it’s entirely possible that Aske is indeed kidnapped and imrsed in a nutritional liquid tank with tubes inserted into his brain while his consciousness is engrossed in the server’s ga world.

Theoretically speaking, the likelihood of being connected to tubes is even higher than that of transmigration because the forr can be explained, whereas transmigration (soul transfer partial physical transfer) is sothing science can’t explain at all.

Therefore, Aske is still uncertain (at least subconsciously uncertain) whether the girls around him are real people from another world, or virtual NPCs from so advanced holographic ga.

Due to his father’s experiences, Aske himself is strongly averse to the idea of “falling in love with a virtual NPC,” so to this day, he has not developed genuine feelings for any of the girls around him.

Even though they all et or even exceed his own standards of appearance and personality.

To that, dea only wanted to laugh.

If Aske couldn’t figure it out, then wasn’t it obvious to her whether she was a real person or a realistic program?

Wait a minute, what if she was just a thinking program?

dea was struck speechless, contemplating a possibility even she found frightening.

After all, this world was identical to the ga world in Aske’s mory!

Such a coincidence seed a bit too much!

“Programs are designed by people, and they are created to fulfill certain functions,” dusa coldly spoke in her mind.

“Please tell why would programrs design such a useless program as you?

Full of whimsical thoughts that take up resources, and worse yet, you’re freaking multi-threaded!”

“That’s true,” dea hastily agreed.

“And we argue with each other too!

Such a program would be redundant and inefficient, it doesn’t make any sense!”

While she managed to convince herself, dea beca troubled again because she realized she couldn’t persuade Aske.

How could she prove to him that she was a living person and not a piece of software designed to simulate an advanced AI?

Or more importantly, how could she convince him that this world was the real world and not one constructed from programs and code, designed to deceive his senses with false inputs?

“There’s no way,” dusa said irritably.

“It’s like trying to prove to soone that their thoughts are genuinely their own and not influenced by soone using mind power to plant ideas in his brain after brainwashing them.”

“You just reminded ,” dea realized.

“I might not be able to convince him, but I can brainwash him!”

“When my mind power reaches Level II, I’ll implant notions into him like ‘this world is real,’ ‘I am the person he loves the most,’ subtly transforming his desire to return.”

“That’s not a good idea,” Aske’s voice suddenly interrupted.

dea: ……

“Ah, you’re awake now.” dea quickly rushed to his side, as if nothing had happened, and asked with concern, “How are you feeling?

Are you alright?

Is there anything uncomfortable?”

“What do you think?” Aske looked at her with dead-fish eyes.

“Why don’t you try tumbling down a mountain in flas and crashing into a valley for a few hundred rolls?”

“Ah, speaking of that, I have so good news for you.” dea said cheerfully, stretching out a finger and lightly placing it on his lips.

“Did you cure your fear of n?” Aske asked in surprise.

“Not exactly,” dea replied.

“I just don’t fear you anymore.”

“So you’ve decided not to treat as a male anymore?” Aske was completely at a loss for words.

“No, no, no,” dea chuckled.

“I’ve just been touched by your heroic sacrifice and have revised my impression of you.

While I still possess a loathing for those ordinary, ugly, rude male pigs, you’ve now ascended in my heart to embody a masculine, brave, and charming image.”

“In other words, only you are special to .

How does that feel?

Are you moved?”

“Stop talking,” Aske said, looking up at the sky.

“My whole body hurts.”