Love, death, and false man

Chapter 48. The Guardian Angel
The sound of rain pouring down outside the window.

The corridors of my thoughts keep swaying with the hazy phantoms of yesterday.

Like stars hidden in the mist, their faint light was enough to ignite the desolate dream amidst the brutal slaughter.

Ji Wei didn't know how to ask a question; it seemed that no question could elicit a response to this intense bewilderment.

What kind of girl do you like?

Harboring unspeakable excitement, but in the end all I could do was type out clumsy words, trying to weave a net to capture him.

He nervously watched Fang Yan's reaction.

Fang Yan was on high alert. Was this a trap? Maintaining social relationships was of utmost importance.

[He's a rock musician, redhead, and very tall.]

[Anything else besides these?]

After a moment of surprise, Ji Wei could only press further, concluding that this was a way of avoiding the issue of a false algorithm.

Fang Yan didn't care; it wasn't a big deal anyway. In fact, he liked all pretty girls.

But if I had to name a really strong one, it would be the girl I met in the lakeside park. It was an unprecedented situation. Unfortunately, because of the [Hunter Channel], the girl also lost her memory, wasting an extremely rare opportunity to pick up a girl.

He still didn't understand what the purpose of that message about not going to the lakeside park was, that it would make people in a future without even satellites use particle accelerators and pay a high price to tell him that.

I have absolutely no resistance to girls wearing baseball caps.

To be more specific.

[It has a distinctive fragrance, I can't quite describe it, but it's like pheromones.]

Are there many people who give you this feeling?

Currently, there is only one person.

It's like always standing in your destined spot, waiting for some unknown person to pull the trigger.

Bang! A gunshot rang out, and he was struck in the chest, as if all the unspoken words burst forth.

Endless imagination.

He even had the urge to confront her right now, which almost overwhelmed his reason. At least for this moment, he no longer cared about the [summit], only whether his identity would be exposed and he would hate him. If that happened... how desperate he would be.

I cannot reveal my identity, nor can I meet with you in person, at least not now.

Why are you asking these questions? Who are you anyway?

Fang Yan didn't sense that they were enemies. They asked some strange questions, and Fang Yan couldn't reveal their identity for special reasons. Hmm... were they accomplices?

Ji Wei rested her chin on the back of her finger and pondered for a moment.

Suddenly, the psychological qualities forged under prolonged mental pressure reached a certain critical point.

I calmed down completely all at once.

The summit, the legions, and the Papacy are locked in a total war, where any enemy must be killed. A highly meticulous mind is required to circumvent the various constraints.

Fortunately, his Soulfire has a certain countermeasure ability, so he must have a flawless long-term plan.

Your guardian angel.

After sending the message, Ji Wei felt a bit ashamed of her childish behavior; she couldn't even bear to look at it herself. But she couldn't take it back now, so she figured she might as well say it.

I dared not have any more close contact with him, and now I also had to avoid the satellite's algorithm. I logged off, shut down the computer, and left the internet cafe.

"Are you trying to play Hogwarts with me? You've even gone so far as to use Patronus Charm."

Fang Yan thought it was some kind of prank and continued typing jokingly, but there was no reply.

Damn it, I have class on the 8th, I need to sort out what's been going on lately. I haven't touched my notebook in ages, and the Ultimate Despair is lurking around, ready to be taken down if I'm not careful.

I exited my own page on the website and looked at the few people I was following. It was still the same as always. A lot of people were making sexual harassment confessions and engaging in GHG brawls on Su Ci's page. Xiao Long's popularity, however, had dropped unusually. Luo Di was still the top figure in the university and the commander-in-chief of the Earth Defense Base. He had a damn big presence.

[Soulfire Intensity: 548] [Peak Intensity: 1390]

【Soulfire Trait: █#2f█N!g4%】

Training the Soulfire intensity is crucial. Although I haven't asked Xia Bing how strong she is, she's definitely much stronger than me. Her ability to take down enemies with a single shot on the plane is terrifying.

The Bloodhound's mechanics remain the strongest among all EXE files, with extremely high versatility. Fang Yan couldn't imagine how terrifying it would be if it split into ten at once, each with the bite force of a crocodile. Without having to do anything himself, it would automatically lock onto the enemy and tear them to shreds.

The Sinister Gear is too flashy; sometimes it's extremely useful, and sometimes it's just for show. It's worth considering in order to enhance overall combat capabilities.

On the contrary, the experience of using the Killing Illusion is just so-so. I'm not a fake human, and I don't have a body that can transform. Senior Lu Cheng uses it very powerfully, and I just rushed in and got myself killed.

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10/6—15:20
The second floor of an old-style building in a coastal suburban area.

He had to kill fake people, read books, and risk his life in infiltration operations. What bothered Fang Yan the most was that he still had to go to the community psychiatrist for treatment once a week.

She was still the same female doctor in her late twenties, wearing a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses, smoking a cigarette with a cold and world-weary expression.

The consultation room was quite messy; for the female doctor, it was just a lazy job to get by. There was a globe, a plaster skull, and many line drawings on the walls.

“You didn’t come last week, but it’s okay. I covered for you by saying the power tripped. It’s better to come once a week. For criminal cases, consultation files alone aren’t enough. I’ll just fill them out randomly for you, but this… must be recorded.”

The female doctor pointed to the camera at the entrance.

"Feel sorry."

Fang Yan was waiting for a reply from the Earth Defense Base Group.

Tenchi Muyo: [Does anyone have any resources for Shinmura Rei? Please share.]

In fact, Fang Yan wanted to get close to the newly appointed administrator and then go on the 8th to test the waters. If things didn't look right, he would kill him and continue to exert psychological pressure on the internal screening front.

The previous two administrators, the one in the second year of high school, were fine, but Lu Cheng, the senior, was dismissed. The newly appointed one has a certain chance of being a fake.

Unexpectedly, the group admin himself took charge once again this time.

The Fire Thief: [High-quality (strong) (strong) (strong), [cloud drive link], password DQFWJD, take it yourself.]

Fang Yan was speechless. Did Luo Di have so much free time every day?

They have some understanding of the organizational framework and countermeasures for those numbered 0-1, but they know very little about the Old Gods Church.

According to the Q&A section.

The number of the Papacy's signal base stations is relatively small compared to those of the Saviors and Soul-Drawers, but the danger lies in their casual recruitment methods. Their religion spreads randomly like a virus, and many members do not even need satellites, relying entirely on doctrine and the fire of the soul. Many of them are martyrs.

Many members probably don't even know about the gravitational particle accelerator; they've been tricked into the Vatican's historical narrative—it's really weird.

"Sign your name and clock in."

The female doctor flicked her cigarette ash.

"Oh."

Fang Yan was also pleased with this situation. He had been very confused before, but now he had completely figured it out and realized that he did not have any mental illness.

"Before you leave, I'll show you something."

The female doctor pulled a large stack of sketches from a drawer and pushed them in front of Fang Yan.

"These sketches look like... intricate architecture, this is it!"

Fang Yan discovered that these were architectural structures, like a maze. The paths inside the buildings were not flat, but rather had varying heights along the Z-axis, making them an advanced version of the Penrose stairs. Although the buildings contained intricate paths, each path could be seen as a continuous closed loop going up or down, with no end in sight.

(End of this chapter)