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The girl named Xilin curled up in pain on the ground, tears of despair overflowing from her golden pupils.

She knew exactly what was going to happen next, because she had seen several of her friends leave like this.

"Avrolla...Agata...Galina...Bella..."

The friends who met and formed friendships in the experiment died because of the high concentration of Houkai energy in their bodies.

If nothing else, she would also die for this reason.

Actually, it's good to die, right?

Xi Lin weakly held her head as if it was about to explode, thinking with a heartless heart.

At least I won't be stabbed into my body by a needle or the tip of a knife all day long, nor will I be forced to take medicines that make my body uncomfortable, and it will never be as painful as it is now.

I just don't know if I will be alone after I die, and I will feel a little cold that way...

So, don't want to die!

No matter what kind of lies you use to deceive yourself, only your instinctual desire cannot be suppressed.

"...Sirin...I don't want to die yet..."

Without the arms of my mother, without the company of friends, I have never even experienced the so-called "happiness".

So, don't want to die!

"Whether it's a god or a demon, no matter who it is, no matter who it is..."

Shirin's body was trembling, and she gently crossed her fingers together, and at the moment before her life ended, she uttered a desperate prayer in a crying voice.

"...Who, who can come and save me...!"

then.

Fate seemed to hear the girl's cry for help.

A pitch-black crack flashed through the air, and a seed full of imaginary power appeared in front of Xilin.

Just like a fairy tale...

A miracle befalls the girl and brings her the magic of happiness! ! !

Chapter 230 Sirin is no longer a Herrscher!

2000, April 1.

The desperate girl cried out for help, praying for a miracle to happen.

Perhaps because of the inevitability of countless coincidences, fate extended a helping hand to the girl, and a miracle happened.

It's just that the miracle doesn't seem to have a good temper, and it's just a foul language.

"Gan, can something like this happen with a lower probability than ten SSRs in a row?!"

The seed of imaginary numbers that fell out of the dark crack shook a few times, and Annan's voice came out of it.

As a wisp of consciousness separated from Annan's body, it is no surprise that he will not be activated within the Seed of Imaginary Numbers.

After the accident, he completely watched the whole process.

"There are things in this world that can resonate with imaginary numbers, and then forcefully pulled me over."

"This series of things is like finding two identical leaves in the same world. The possibility is almost negligible, but it happened."

Annan's consciousness sighed faintly, and worried about the body that was somewhere in the distance.

This is no longer the level of Yangshou's card draw. Annan suspects that his body might be killed on the spot, or suddenly not lifted?

"Well, but these are not what this ray of consciousness should worry about. Anyway, Tiamat is still there, and even if he dies, he can pull the body back."

"I'd better take a look at the situation in this world first. The rules of this world are a bit different from Xingyue..."

After spending a little time analyzing and adapting to the rules of this world, Annan's consciousness slowly floated out of the seed of imaginary numbers, condensing a somewhat illusory figure in the outside world.

then.

When he appeared outside, he saw a young girl who was going through pain and looked at him in disbelief.

"...Did Xilin have hallucinations?"

"Or...the gods really heard Xilin's prayer...did he come to rescue Xilin?"

Xi Lin murmured like a dream, but even the outstretched hand trembled timidly, for fear that the moment she touched it, everything would dissipate like a bubble.

"You are……"

An Nan subconsciously met Xi Lin's eyes and was stunned for a moment.

For some reason, the image that came to his mind was "The Little Match Girl" written by Andersen.

The girl in front of her has beautiful long purple hair that reaches her ankles, golden pupils, and is wearing a short white shirt with bandages wrapped around her hands and calves.

Her surroundings are obviously high-tech buildings, but the place she is in is cold and dark, and her tender face has a yearning for warmth, even if... it may be an illusion.

"No matter what time it is, the tragic experience of a young life will always make people feel sympathetic..."

Annan considers himself not a good person, but not a bad person, at least he is not indifferent enough to ignore a little girl's cry for help.

"If Tiamat was here, I would probably take this poor child into my arms immediately. Although I'm not a doctor, it should be fine to see a doctor."

He is only a wisp of consciousness now, and his ability is not strong, but isn't there a seed of imaginary numbers!

The seed of imaginary numbers is a concept condensed by Annan using all his strength at one time. The power inside is like Annan's full-strength blow, and it is absolutely not a problem to save an ordinary little girl.

Well, then do it!

"If you can meet me, you and I have a fate."

Annan made a decision in his heart, and looked at Xilin, who reached out to him and the seed of imaginary numbers.

"I'm here to save you, don't move around, even though you can't touch me... I... I'm strangling me!"

What happened next made Annan's eyes widen.

The seed of imaginary numbers is the crystallization of the concept of imaginary numbers. It can be seen, but it is not in the same dimension as the real space of real numbers, and the seed of imaginary numbers cannot be touched by conventional means.

The problem lies here.

An ordinary little girl should not and has no reason to touch the seed of imaginary numbers.

However, Celine touched it.

"...Sirin feels...so kind..."

A looming X-shaped pattern appeared in the girl's pupils, and Xilin didn't know what was going on with her, but instinctively felt that Annan's imaginary number seed was very kind and attractive.

It's like... Mom's arms...

Si Lin, who had no idea what she had done, lightly touched the dark seed of imaginary numbers with her fingertips.

in general theory.

If an ordinary person is exposed to the power of a huge imaginary number, then there will be no other results other than being directly assimilated into nothingness.

Just when Annan hurriedly wanted to restrain the power of imaginary numbers and prevent the girl in front of him from being decomposed to the point where nothing was left, an even more astonishing fact appeared.

The tree species that exudes emptiness and annihilation fluctuations like a black hole, did not cause any damage to Sirin.

The power of imaginary numbers surrounding the seed of imaginary numbers poured into the girl's body without any barriers, and the process was smooth as if two drops of water were merging.

"This is... an imaginary number attribute talent? And it is extremely close to me?!!"

Annan's eyes finally changed.

He hesitated for a moment, and let Xi Lin, driven by instinct, gently hold the Seed of Imaginary Numbers in his hand.

"Intact, and even recognized by the Seed of Imaginary Numbers..."

Watching the dark tree species gradually sink into the girl's palm, Annan's thoughts were confirmed.

It can touch the imaginary seeds in another dimension without being hurt by the power of imaginary numbers.

This proves that Xilin has a talent for imaginary numbers.

on the other hand.

The Seed of Imaginary Numbers is a magic engraving made by Annan, and being recognized by the Seeds of Imaginary Numbers is almost the same as being recognized by Annan himself.

At least in terms of talent, the girl named Xilin is not much worse than Annan. She has a very high affinity for imaginary numbers and can be regarded as a genius.

"And, the seed of imaginary numbers can be integrated into this child's body..."

"Although the dominance is still with me, does this mean that the seed of imaginary numbers really wants this little girl to be her own container?"

Annan pinched his eyebrows and said uncertainly.

"Her name is... Xilin, right?"

After the seed of imaginary numbers didn't know what to resonate with, she moved to the side of Sirin, who had the talent of imaginary numbers.

The power attributes are all the same, so maybe Sirin has a connection with the existence that resonates with him?

"However, even if there is no contact, it's fine..."

Annan looked at Xilin, who fainted after merging with the Seed of Imaginary Numbers. Some of the mysterious purple lines on her hands were fading, and her painful expression gradually relaxed.

He gently picked up the girl who was sleeping on the ground and put it on the bed, covered Xilin with a quilt, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Anyway, I saved a little girl and that's enough!"

Chapter 230 I'm just a simple scum

Tower of Babylon, in Sirin's room.

Annan sat beside Xilin's bed, resting his cheek in one hand, looking at the girl's sleeping face.

The long purple hair is a little messy, the small face is very delicate, and the weak and pale complexion looks a bit morbidly beautiful.

However, the childishness on his face is also obvious.

"No matter how you look at it, she's just a little girl who hasn't grown up..."

Annan's eyes were deep, and he suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth for not knowing what to think, a hint of helplessness appeared on his face.