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Chapter 1320: One Thousand Three Hundred and Fifteen · Devil's Line · "Have I Ever Had a True Heart? (Part )"

【<山田町一视角>·2025年4月7日7:20】

[——Due to the arrival of the red sun: 4 hours and 40 minutes.]

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Order Guardian Base.

Yamada Machi was lying in the ventilation duct, peeking at everything going on below. Through the iron grille, he saw Huibai and Xiaobai gathered around a piece of paper.

“…I can’t see clearly.” Yamada Machiichi muttered.

After joining the Guardians of Order the day before yesterday, he had been quietly following Huibai and Xiaobai to see what they were going to do.

……

【“Can I take part in this mission?” Yamada-cho came forward. 】

[Hui Bai smiled and said, "No, that won't work. Xiao Bai and I are going to use the Creation Technique to create a child. You should have a good rest."]

……

At first, with Yamada Machiichi's knowledge, he only thought of unhealthy ways, but he soon realized that these two people should be writing a character.

"What on earth are they going to write..." Yamada Machiichi muttered to himself.

At this moment, he suddenly felt his hair stand on end, and he looked up - in the narrow ventilation duct, there was actually another person, lying next to him out of the blue, silently!

Yamada Machiichi was so frightened that his face turned pale and he couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

“You…” Yamada Machi’s eyes widened.

"Shh." The other party quickly reached out and covered Yamada Machiichi's mouth. It felt cold and Yamada Machiichi smelled the aroma of sugar cubes.

Yamada Machi was terrified, and immediately broke free from the opponent's hand like a rabbit that had broken free from its reins. He opened the teammate chat channel and typed frantically:
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[Yamada Machiichi (7:21): Help! 】

……

This chat channel will only be opened when teammates are close to each other. He couldn't send messages before, but now he can, which means that at least one teammate is not far away.

He prayed silently in his heart that he must be a reliable teammate!

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【Su Mingan (7:21): ...Don't panic. 】

……

Great! Su Mingan is nearby!
Yamada Machi felt relieved, and immediately his fingers danced like twists:
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[Yamada-cho (7:22): Su Mingan, come and save me! I met a man who came up to me and covered my mouth. There was also a suspicious fragrance. Was he trying to take advantage of the opportunity to knock me out?]

[Yamada Machikazu (7:22): I knew it, my charm value is too high...]

[Yamada Machichi (7:22): I*@%! *@&! 】

……

Before he finished typing, Su Mingan pulled Yamada Machiichi's hand and whispered, "It's me."

The watch lit up and his face gradually became clear.

Sure enough, Yamada Machiichi's train of thought is still the same, extending from the world of ruins to the present, never forgetting his original intention and never changing.

Yamadamachi's face twitched, and after a brief moment of embarrassment, he quickly calmed down.

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[Yamada Machikazu (7:23): ...Uh, anyway, probably, maybe, inside () ...]

[Yamada-cho 7 (23:): Huibai and Xiaobai are trying to create the Rin tribe. (serious)]

……

Su Mingan nodded.

Among the fifteen people, he chose to find Yamada Machiichi first, because there were two key figures around Yamada Machiichi - the super green tea Huibai, and the pursuer, the pink-haired girl Xiaobai.

Su Mingan still remembers the scene when Xiaobai stabbed the World Lord on the wall with a sword. She only obeyed the orders of the World Tree and wanted Su Mingan to reincarnate into the Rin tribe. If Xili had not transformed into a white fox and rescued Su Mingan in time, Su Mingan would probably have been killed by Xiaobai.

The Hui Bai in the Disciple game is most likely fake. As for the Hui Bai in front of me, he is the real one.

The real ones couldn't even enter the third level of the Disciple Game.

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[Su Mingan (7:23): Didn't the Rin tribe originate under the World Tree? Why did they create humans?]

[Yamada-choichi (7:24): It seems that the World Tree is having a difficult birth and cannot reproduce on its own, so they use the blood of the previous generation of the Rin tribe to try to reproduce artificially.]

[Su Mingan (7:24): Can a race created by God be created? ]

[Yamada-cho (7:25): Perhaps the World Tree sensed the impending crisis and had to cultivate a savior as quickly as possible.]

……

Crisis is imminent.

Just four hours later, very soon indeed.

I'm afraid that in the last round, Huibai and Xiaobai failed to create the Rin tribe in time. Because until the flashback, Su Mingan didn't see anyone stepping forward to save the world.

"Shh, keep watching." Yamada Machi pointed downwards.

Below, Huibai and Xiaobai were fiddling with a page of a book.

At this moment, Su Mingan felt dizzy...as if something below was attracting him.

Until he felt his consciousness float up and enter the pages written by Huibai and Xiaobai, while his body remained in the ventilation duct.

His vision became blurry and he heard a sound close by.

"…Did it succeed? It seems to have been made." Xiaobai's voice.

"Well, he already has basic life reactions. Next, we need to inject certain memories into him so that he can have some preliminary humanity." Hui Bai's voice.

Su Mingan opened his eyes hazily.

...Where did my consciousness go? It seemed...I entered the body of the child created by Huibai and Xiaobai?
He realized that his body was semi-liquid, like transparent jelly, with no fixed shape and no specific appearance.

In front of him were Hui Bai and Xiao Bai, who were concentrating on him. They looked at him carefully, just like they were looking at a newborn baby.

"Is this newborn a boy or a girl?" Xiaobai observed Su Mingan.

"The Rin tribe was in an unformed state at first, and it wasn't until they confirmed their own significance that they took human form," Hui Bai said.

"Come on, drink quickly." Xiaobai took out a bottle from somewhere and put it close to Su Mingan's face.

Su Mingan was shocked and quickly backed away as if he was avoiding a fly.

"Don't they say that newborns like to drink milk?" Xiaobai glanced at the bottle and asked Huibai, "Since he doesn't drink milk, give me some."

"I don't have this function yet." Hui Bai smiled gently: "In a sense, you are his mother. His blood essence is from the previous generation of the Lin clan, and his heart blood is given by you. I am just a supporting role."

Su Mingan felt the power of his body. Even though he was an artificial Lin, he still had the blood of God and was favored by the world. He could feel the great potential of this body, like a mighty river.

……

"Ding dong!"

[You have gained the third perspective: "Rin Clan Perspective." ]

……

The third perspective was unlocked just like that.

Hui Bai stepped forward and said to Su Mingan gently: "In order to let you understand human nature and become a better person as soon as possible, I will let you experience some of the memories of others to help you understand this world."

Su Mingan blinked.

...The problem is, he is not a real newborn, he is possessed and does not need to realize anything. He already understands everything in the world.

"Should I look at your memory or my memory?" Xiaobai asked Huibai.

Hui Bai thought for a moment and said, "Mine. My memory is more like that of an ordinary person, which is suitable for a newborn child to understand human nature."

Hui Bai took out a memory lens and put it in Su Mingan's hand. The lens contained Hui Bai's memories.

The moment Su Mingan got the Drama Memory Lenses, he felt the scene before his eyes change drastically. It was a feeling of emotional resonance.

……

Kritchens, Kritchens.

You said divination. Instructions from higher-dimensional beings.

And then who is engraving this silent motto into the bone marrow.

Knights, Redeemers, Orderers, Singers, Angels and Roxas.

Birth, the sun, the flame and the eye.

When St. Feliude welcomed the first rays of new life,

look up.

I use the blue moonlight to write about the unknown and vastness of the universe.

You gave me eyes and peace through the dawn.

Thousands of midnights.

You molded a star out of dust and mud.

Nancy practiced asceticism for three thousand nights,
Sighs and songs of God's coming,
The hymns of blessing spread all over the world,
Pray for blessings and grace.

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Your surname is Hui, your name is Bai, and you are an only child.

You were born on a rainy night.

You are an ordinary child, you have parents who love you, and your family is harmonious. Although you are not rich, you can barely survive by starving.

After you were born, the village made a longevity lock for you and hung it around your neck. On the chain was the emblem of the Mother Goddess of Light, which means a bright life, good health, and eternal happiness for all eternity.

"Huibai, hold your mother's hand and don't get separated by the crowd." On this day, your mother held your hand.

The village was filled with the sound of drums and gongs and the bustling crowds of people. As a young child, you watched all this curiously. Every year's sacrificial festival was so lively.

You feel strange -

Why do people love gods so much? They kneel and worship them. Even though they can barely afford to eat, they still want to gild their statues.

"Huibai, you must fear God. God has a kind heart. We will be honored if He remembers our piety..." Mom tells you this.

You blinked.

You see the high priest dancing on the altar, carving incomprehensible words on the stone slabs. People kneel down to pray for a good harvest, year after year, but the barren land cannot grow a full ear of wheat, and the Mother Goddess never glances at them.

Some people died of hunger and were buried hastily. Golden bread was left to rot on the altar.

——Is the glance of the Mother Goddess more precious than human life? Are those empty words more useful than bread?
Kral from the village died. He was starved to death. He was lying on his bed drooling, begging the Mother Goddess to look after his sick daughter. But a few days later, his frail daughter also starved to death because he had given all the rice to the Mother Goddess.

On the day of the sacrifice, everyone was laughing. Kral's name was like a blade of grass on the roadside, invisible to everyone.

You feel a strong sense of confusion at this moment.

It seems that, in this bustling and fanatical faith, you are the only one who doesn't fit in.

……

When you were ten years old you met a gray girl.

With long pink hair and glass-like eyes, she squatted quietly in the wheat field, like a motionless scarecrow.

"Who are you?" you ask.

The girl looks at you silently, and at that moment, you seem to see the surging river.

"I'm observing..." said the girl.

"What are you observing? The scenery?" You look up: "Today's sky is indeed beautiful."

You thought the girl was just observing the scenery.

But the girl's extremely clear eyes seem to tell you that she is looking at something else.

"Are you from another village? What's your name?" You sit next to the girl.

"I don't have a name," the girl said.

Her expression is always calm, like a glacier that never melts all year round.

You are happy to help her have a name: "How about you call yourself Xiaobai? Take my name."

Girl: “Whatever.”

You: “Where are you from?”

Girl: “Anywhere.”

You: "So that's the homeless guy? What are you doing here?"

Girl: “Observe.”

You: “Observe what?”

Girl: “Observe.”

The girl was brief and to the point.

You thought about it, took out a candy from your pocket and gave it to the girl, saying proudly: "Look what this is? It's a reward from the village chief."

The girl lowered her head and stared at the candy for a while. "Polyhydroxy aldehydes, polyhydroxy ketones, and organic compounds that can be hydrolyzed to form polyhydroxy aldehydes or polyhydroxy ketones. They are the main source of energy required for all living organisms to maintain life activities."

You are stunned.

What kind of perspective is this?
"I don't need to supplement this substance." The girl said lightly.

"For you to eat."

"I don't need..."

Before the girl could finish her sentence, you stuffed the candy into her mouth.

Those glass-like eyes widened slightly, and the sweetness in the mouth quickly melted away.

"Now answer it again, what is this?" you said with a smile.

"Polyhydroxy aldehydes..." said the girl.

“No, no, no.” You wiped the melted sugar off your fingertips. “I mean, how does it taste?”

The girl covered her cheek and remained silent for a while.

Just when you thought she wasn't going to answer, she spoke softly.

"Sweet."

“…Sweet.”

……

When you were sixteen, you saw her again.

She was still sitting in the field, her face unchanged, as if time had left no trace on her.

You squeezed the rice cake candy in your pocket, walked over and handed it to her.

"......?" The girl's silent eyes were like a frozen lake.

"It's sweet, for you to eat." you said.

"Sweet." The girl put the rice cake candy into her mouth and nodded.

You then laugh.

"This is the candy for sacrifice. Your parents asked you to offer it to the altar of the Mother Goddess today, but you gave it to me." The girl suddenly said.

Your heart tightened. This piece of rice cake candy is indeed a sacrificial item, but when you thought of Klar who starved to death, your heart was filled with anxiety, so when you passed by the altar, you did not put it in.

You don't want to offer the only delicious food in your house to a god who doesn't pay any attention to mortals.

“It’s okay.” You squatted down: “You like sweet food, I’ll give you something sweet.”

The girl was silent for a moment, then suddenly said:

"——You are trying to please me."

Your eyes moved slightly.

"As early as when you were ten years old, you were full of scheming. When you saw a little girl like me who suddenly appeared, you realized that my identity must be extraordinary, so you deliberately tried to bribe me with small favors." said the girl.

You blinked, then smiled and admitted:
"Ah."

"I'm just a scheming kid, and I want to bribe you. If I get into any trouble in the future, maybe you can help me out for the sake of candy."

"So, sweet?"

The smile on your face is so pure, just like a natural black sesame dumpling. People know that you have some secret thoughts, but are still confused by your gentleness.

"Sweet." The girl nodded.

She left again, like a gust of wind in the world.

You look at her back.

The sun and wind move, but the heart does not stop.

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