Persona, I am the villain and I can do whatever I want

Although this is not a poem describing love, this one sentence alone fits his mood at the time perfectly.

He felt like the overlord who had burned his boats and there was no turning back.

With Miaomiao, Futaba, Shizuru, Hazuki, and maybe even Oracle to make up the numbers, he has already completed more than half of his goal of "eight jumps".

To achieve such success in just two months, it is worth taking some risks.

Of course, the premise is that you must not capsize...

"It seems that we should separate them. Especially Jingliu, she always likes to bully the maids and doesn't get along well with Miao Bu Miao. We need to find a way to give her something to do."

This idea gradually became clear in Mitsui Tsubasa's mind.

After thinking carefully for a long time, he suddenly thought that maybe he could hand over the management of the legion camp to Jingliu. She now has a lot of free time, so she can plan the later construction of the camp.

The only problem is that she needs to awaken the power of her Persona first.

In order to awaken the personality mask, one must enter the impression space...

Therefore, it is imperative to ensure the safety of the impression space.

After thinking this through, Mitsui Tsubasa didn't even bother to rest. He immediately picked up his mobile phone and opened the Different World Navigation APP.

The weird red and black eyeball icon quickly took over the entire screen, as if quietly spying on the world outside the screen.

Mitsui Tsubasa frowned and stared at the app again and again. For the first time, he began to doubt the creator of Different World Navigation - was this really created by Yaldabaoth? Why did He create such a tool?

If you get a chance, maybe you can ask Him yourself.

Just as Mitsui Tsubasa was about to start navigating, a petite figure walked out from the edge of the screen.

Seeing the oracle looking around in a sneaky manner, Mitsui Tsubasa couldn't help but wonder, "What are you doing out here again?"

The Oracle carefully observed the strange icon for a while, then turned around and nodded slightly to him, "Captain of the Legion, are you going to the Impression Space?"

Mitsui Tsubasa was speechless at her behavior of asking questions even though she knew the answer. It seemed that the Different World Navigation APP had no other functions except for going to the Impression Space and the Palace.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the Oracle puffed his lips and hummed twice, then continued: "Oracle has something important to report to you. Since you broke through the barriers of the real world, I have successfully connected to the Shadow Wireless Network and can now receive information from both sides at the same time, meow!"

After hearing her words, Mitsui Tsubasa was stunned for a moment, and then gradually understood the meaning of her words.

"What's the principle behind this? This is totally unscientific!" he questioned instinctively.

"Yes, but this is cognitive science~" The oracle shook her head cutely, her beautiful silver hair fluttering gently, shining with a dreamy light, "Anyway, it's fine as long as it can be used. Let Aunt Isshiki take care of the research on the principles, meow."

"Aunt Isshiki..." Upon hearing the name, Mitsui Tsubasa immediately perked up, "How is she now? Has the legion camp been affected in any way?"

"Everything is fine. Your climbing the stairs to the real world and breaking the boundary seemed to have only happened in your spiritual world. At least in the video I shot, you suddenly disappeared and then appeared directly in reality, meow!"

The oracle explained obediently.

"Really...that's good."

There was a look of relief in Mitsui Tsubasa's eyes. The uneasiness that had been weighing on his heart was finally relieved.

He had always been worried about Isshiki Wakaba's safety. If anything happened to her, Futaba would definitely go crazy.

Fortunately, the goddess of luck favored him this time and things were going in a good direction.

However, even so, he still wanted to go to the impression space to see what the long staircase leading to the real world looked like now.

Driven by curiosity, he stood up and said softly: "Impression space, start navigation."

"Destination matched, starting navigation for you."

The Different World Navigation APP responded with a cold, mechanized female voice as always.

The space distorted again, and the outline of the bedroom gradually blurred in the colorful world.

Mitsui Tsubasa stared at the familiar scene, mobilizing all his consciousness, concentrating on observing and comprehending the mystery of the transformation of time and space.

Unlike before, this time, he had already sensed the existence of the impression space before the entrance elevator materialized.

"It turns out to be here...!"

He lowered his head thoughtfully, his eyes focused on his feet.

In the process of traveling through space, his position did not actually change, because the impression space is a shadow world overlapping the real world!

The two worlds overlap closely, just like light and darkness, which are the inside and outside of each other. This is similar to the combination of emotion and desire...

More importantly, by observing the time and space conversion process of the other world navigation, he had a vague premonition in his heart: he might be able to rely on his own power to freely travel between the two worlds, thus getting rid of his dependence on this APP of unknown origin.

Time passed unknowingly while I was lost in thought.

The blurred lines converged again to form the familiar entrance elevator.

Mitsui Tsubasa pondered for a moment, temporarily retracted his flying thoughts, and pressed the button leading to the road of thought deprivation.

The elevator descended rapidly and soon reached its destination, making a soft "ding" sound.

As the elevator door slowly opened, the quiet legion camp appeared before his eyes, no different from before.

Even though he had received confirmation from the oracle before, Mitsui Tsubasa still felt sincerely relieved to see with his own eyes that the camp was safe.

Although this camp is simple, it witnessed his process of building a legion from scratch. It is also the starting point of his road to becoming stronger and has important symbolic significance.

Since the camp was safe, there was no need to worry about Aunt Isshiki's safety. At this time, she should still be focusing on cognitive research, right?

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, the sunroom with the same color as leaves immediately appeared in his mind.

Under his gaze, the woman in gorgeous clothes was concentrating on writing, and even the words she wrote were clearly visible.

"Is this... spiritual consciousness!?" Mitsui Tsubasa exclaimed.

He never thought that his abilities could be used here. Could it be that the impression space is also his domain?

Chapter 294: The Aftermath of the Disaster

Unable to bear the excitement, Mitsui Tsubasa quickly released his spiritual consciousness. After circling in the camp for a short time, he shot towards the tunnel in the distance.

Along the way, the buildings and subordinates in the camp passed by quickly in front of his eyes.

The dim tunnel seemed as bright as day in his spiritual sense; the wandering shadows and the dilapidated tracks were as clear as the lines in the palm of your hand.

But at this moment, an accident happened.

When his spiritual consciousness extended a certain distance, a subtle feeling of powerlessness gradually emerged in his mind.

Afterwards, his spiritual consciousness could no longer advance and stopped where it was.

Mitsui Tsubasa's heart moved, and he sensed the distance between himself and the farthest object.

"1.5 kilometers!"

He murmured to himself, as if he had realized something.

If you consider yourself as the center of the circle, this is exactly the size of his domain...

There is indeed some mysterious connection between the impression space and the real world.

However, this is undoubtedly good news for him.

Principles don't matter; as a pragmatist, he only cares about what he can get.

After pondering for a moment, Mitsui Tsubasa looked at Isshiki Wakaba again and decided not to disturb her.

I've been exhausted enough today, so I'll let Futaba explain what happened to her some other day.

Retracting his spiritual sense, he pressed the button on the second floor with great anticipation.

After arriving at the Harmony Deprivation Road, Mitsui Tsubasa tried to release his spiritual sense again, and unsurprisingly failed.

It seems that he was overthinking...

Each layer of the impression space is a different area, and his domain is far from reaching here.

Because he had expected this, he didn't feel too disappointed. He just took a few casual glances and returned to the first floor.

This time, he stepped out of the elevator and looked directly to the right.

Not far away, the upward staircase still stands quietly. The difference from before is that this staircase is covered with traces of time, and the metal surface of the handrail has long been dull.

"Oracle, take a video."

Mitsui Tsubasa gave a simple instruction, holding the phone in his right hand, and walked towards the stairs.

As the distance shortened, he observed more details and became more and more certain that this pedestrian staircase had lost the magic of the long stairs in the world.

The Oracle's speech also proved this: "Legion Commander, the picture is very clear. I saw you step onto the stairs with my own eyes, which is completely different from the previous videos."

"Hmm... the long steps of the present world have disappeared."

Mitsui Tsubasa replied calmly, his voice so weak that it seemed as if he was talking to himself.

Since this place has become an ordinary staircase, he might as well go up and see where the end leads to.

Out of caution, he took each step very slowly, alert to possible accidents.

But nothing happened.

As we climbed the stairs, there was nothing unusual except that the light became brighter.

In the end, Mitsui Tsubasa took the last step slowly with mixed feelings.

At the end of the walking stairs is the subway entrance and exit that can be found everywhere in Japan. On the slightly old signboard are written in large letters - Roppongi Station.

The scene before him felt extremely familiar to him, as this was the route he had to take when commuting alone in the past.

Two months after awakening his personality mask, he finally came to the ground and arrived in a wider world.

Here is the real sea of ​​souls!

Outside the subway entrances and exits that are no different from those in the real world, the people coming and going are not real pedestrians, but dark shadows with only vague outlines.

They have a body shape similar to that of humans and wear ordinary clothes, but their facial features are blurred.

"These are all cognitive beings, condensed from the collective cognition of this world or society. They are real NPCs."

Mitsui Tsubasa looked indifferently at the figure passing through his arm. After a brief observation, he lost interest in these NPCs.

They are nothing but phantoms, false existences, without even a soul.

He looked around and soon spotted a scene of greater interest.

Several police cars with flashing lights blocked the road next to the subway entrance, surrounded the exit area, and set up a cordon to protect the scene.

The shadows in police uniforms gathered together and were busy with something.

Mitsui Tsubasa walked over curiously to check, but found that everything they said was unclear, like a whisper.

After all, these are only cognitions, and are not even as good as the shadows deep in the space of impressions.

After realizing this, Mitsui Tsubasa suddenly had an idea and thought of a good idea.

Since the impression space and the real world are mapped to each other, it means that there are also police officers working here in reality.

He took out his cell phone and said hesitantly, "Return to the real world."

This was the first time he tried this operation, and fortunately the Different World Navigation APP executed the command smoothly.

Along with the cold female voice, the space quickly distorted.

The blurry images of pedestrians on the street disappeared in an instant, and the surrounding buildings and environment seemed to have gone back in time, becoming clean, tidy and brand new.

However, the faint smell of blood that wafted in the wind ruined this vibrant scene.

Mitsui Tsubasa finally heard the conversation between the police and saw what they were doing - cleaning up the bodies of the victims in the subway...

"Oh, this is the nth time this has happened. This accident is really serious."

A middle-aged policeman frowned and looked down at the victim's appearance. He had an unlit cigarette in his mouth and looked very solemn.

"Sir, this is... Ugh..." The young policeman carrying the stretcher couldn't help but dry heave, a look of pain on his face, "This is the twelfth... Ugh..."

The retching sound spread quickly like a virus, and at least four or five of the policemen gathered here started to retch.

The middle-aged policeman glanced at them casually and said nothing. These were all new recruits who had just graduated from school.

It is understandable to have such a reaction when suddenly seeing so many corpses with tragic deaths.

Thinking back to when he was young... Never mind, it’s better not to be distracted at a time like this.