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"Who are the others you're talking about?"

Mu Mu's face was expressionless.

"...I don't think there is any need to compare this kind of thing."

Looking at Mu Mu who was staring at him without blinking as if waiting for his answer, Bai Zhi could not help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

"You and Hitomi's situation is different, she is... okay, what do you want to know?"

Seeing Mumu sitting directly opposite him against the wall in front of him, looking like I won't leave unless you tell me, Bai Zhi couldn't help but reluctantly made a compromise.

It took a lot of energy to feel the power left over from the pain that was passed on. Under the premise that there was someone sitting in front of him and watching him silently, he couldn't concentrate at all.

"…all."

He sat there leaning against the wall with his hands on his knees, and after thinking for a while, Mu Mu asked.

"Did the person named Tong in your mouth experience the same thing as me?"

"…Roughly the same."

Thinking back to Tong whose temper had not fully recovered even now, Bai Zhi let out a slight sigh in his mouth.

When he first met Tong with the garbage mountain, Tong's personality was very lively, and it is really rare to be able to maintain that kind of vitality while living in that kind of garbage mountain.

...but then what?

Shy of strangers, seldom talk, very insecure, like to stay in narrow and dark places...etc.

Even now, with the company of Anna and Qingyi, his personality has improved a lot, but it is still very different from the beginning.

Time heals wounds, but not scars.

"...Tell me about it, I want to hear it."

Burying her chin on her knees, Mumu spoke in a low voice... her voice sounded like she was praying.

"It's been a long time since anyone has spoken to me."

"...Let's put it this way, the origin of the story comes from a chaotic town under the apocalypse."

He raised his head and glanced at Mu Mu who was sitting across the corridor, and after thinking for a while, Bai Zhi started to talk.

"Chaos and darkness emerge endlessly. Under such circumstances, it is a very happy thing to be able to survive. There is a stinking garbage mountain in the small town, and it is a place where even ghost stories do not want to come and go. ..."

——In the most gentle tone, Bai Zhi narrated the things that happened to Tong.

Although it is said that in the video he participated in, he avenged Hitomi...but that is not true.

The real truth is that a girl in despair was chosen by [Eden] to fall into the darkest abyss.

If Hitomi hadn't picked up the tainted Gospel book by accident, if it hadn't been for the book spirit of unknown origin helping her all the time, if it hadn't been for her strong will...she would have fallen into the [Garden of Eden] In that hell.

As a top evil god, even a certain former son of the Yin Emperor would be displeased with [Eden].

...Although Bai Zhi thinks [Eden] is quite sensible.

"..."

After listening to Bai Zhi's narration, Mu Muyou was silent for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

It was not until a long time later that she spoke again.

"That's right, I can't compare to her, she is much stronger than me."

"No one will praise suffering, and no one will praise suffering. This kind of comparison is even more meaningless."

Bai Zhi shook his head.

"The reason why I tell you this is mainly to let you understand that you may not have a choice in the past, but you can decide for yourself in the future."

"..."

Mumu didn't make any reply to his words, instead she was silent for a moment.

After a little silence, she asked a strange question.

"What's the outside world like?"

"It's huge."

"How big is it?"

"Big, big, bigger than you think."

"What's out there? Is it the corridor too? And the flames?"

"Sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, vegetation, everything."

"What is the sun?"

"A great ball of fire that hangs in the sky to provide light and illumination."

"...I hate fire. What about the moon?"

"The moon...is it a big disc hanging in the sky, or something like biscuits? I don't know how to use metaphors."

"Seed cake? What is sesame cake?"

"Uh...a thing for eating, belongs to food."

"Is it the same taste as the lollipop you gave me earlier?"

"No, lollipops are snacks."

"Aren't snacks food?"

"No, you can't eat more snacks at ordinary times."

"What are mountains and rivers? What do they look like?"

"..."

………

In the narrow and cramped corridor, the two people sitting opposite each other asked and answered.

Mu Mu kept asking some basic and idiotic questions, and Bai Zhi patiently answered them one by one.

For the other party, in all the memories of the ninety years of her life, she will always be accompanied by only this narrow corridor and that insurmountable sea of ​​flames.

What passed from my clone, apart from those artificially instilled and custom-made false memories, there is always only the pain that can't see the end.

…How terrible is it for a tool to have feelings?

The previous eighty years without incident, and the subsequent ten years of sudden changes constituted the whole of her life.

—The wind-up Squirrel that rushed into the sea of ​​fire was the first toy she received since she was born.

………………

After an unknown amount of time, Mumu stopped her endless questions one after another, but what followed was a long silence like deathly silence.

Looking at Mumu who was curled up with his knees in front of him, lost in thought, not knowing what was going on in his heart, Baizhi sighed a little in his mouth.

Through the other party's previous questions one after another, he had a general understanding of the other party.

Her world is very simple, so simple that it is only composed of such a small place, but her world is also very complicated, so complicated that it can almost accommodate the malice of the entire world.

After doing so much from beginning to end, the main wish of the other party is just to go out and take a good look at the world that only exists in imagination.

After thinking for a while, Bai Zhi had some thoughts in his mind and asked Mu Mu in front of him.

"How about it? Want to visit the places I mentioned earlier?"

"...what do you think?"

As if touched by his words, Mumu raised her head and looked at him.

"This place was created by you, right? Maybe I can help you create a scene you want to see."

Stretching out his finger and pointing to the surrounding area, Bai Zhi began to speak.

"Well, do you want to try it?"

"Impossible, even if that kind of power is given to you, it can only create a scene of pain and despair in your heart, because this kind of power itself is born from it."

Subconsciously, Mumu shook his head accordingly.

"The rules are absolute and will not be changed for anyone, even the master of ghost stories. And that kind of power will also have a great negative impact on your body..."

"How do you know if you don't try?"

Smiling slightly, Bai Zhi interrupted the other party's words.

"Didn't you see it before? There is light in the darkness."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Mu Mu stood up from the ground, and then looked at him silently.

"Well, how about trusting me again?"

Slightly raising his eyebrows, Bai Zhi stretched out his hand towards the other party.

"..."

After a long silence, Mumu walked up to him and put his hand on it.

A moment later, when her hand moved away again, there was already a black seed floating in the palm of Bai Zhi's hand.

Looking at the seed in Baizhi's hand, Mumu spoke softly.

"This is one of the results developed by that woman. It is a seed extracted from the strange body through a special method. She calls it the seed of despair. It is planted in the human brain, and then through some special operations, It is possible to artificially create an absolutely hopeless space... Humans' application methods are too rough, so I refined it."

Looking up at him, Mumu spoke in a low voice.

"But even if I refine it, the core of Seed of Despair remains unchanged, and despair will always be its theme. Do you understand? The rules are absolutely impossible to be changed."

"Yeah?"

Seeing the so-called seed of despair in his hand, Bai Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly.

Sure enough, no matter which world you are in, there is absolutely no shortage of human beings' research on ghost stories, and the same is true for those lunatics who do scientific research.

…He suddenly understood why the doctor wanted to pass on the inheritance of this world.

"Tell me, how does this work?"

Bai Zhi looked up at the other party.

"Didn't you hear what I just said? The rules are absolutely impossible to change."

Seeing someone in front of him who didn't care, inexplicably, there was some impatience in Mumu's words.

"Even if you don't care about the side effects and use it, you will only create the hopeless scene in your heart. I have tried it many times before, but no one can change the rules! You just..."

"You don't need to care about these, you just need to tell me how to use it."

Looking directly into the other person's eyes, Bai Zhi calmly interrupted the other person's words.

"You just have to trust me."

"..."

After staring at him for a long time, Mu Mu, who suddenly became quiet, nodded silently.

…and then, the world changed.

It seems like a moment, and it seems like a moment.

The cold ground under the feet was replaced by soft grass, and the narrow and cramped promenade turned into an endless grassland, above the blue sky, dotted with white clouds like cotton candy.

A long meandering river flows through the middle of the grassland, and the sound of gurgling water can be heard from their sides. Flowers are blooming in the grass beside them, and butterflies are flying among the flowers.

In an instant, the whole world was turned upside down in front of her.

"..."

Feeling the breeze with the smell of green grass blowing towards him, and looking at the vast scene around him that he had never seen before, Mumu has completely stayed there at this moment.

— The rules, were changed.

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"Strange simulation, the opening pole star is shattered"