Zongman: Traveling through time and becoming Fu Hua's sister

"So, you've asked me to do psychotherapy?"

At the dining table, Fu Shi ate the food fed to him by the Herrscher of Knowledge and Fu Hua while looking at Fu Kun's Sirin, while Mebius had already wrapped his tail around Fu Kun.

"Things aren't going well in Aponia, so I came to find you, Master... Could you possibly send me some...?"

"Once you get to my lab, you can relax however you want."

As he spoke, Mebius stuck out his tongue and traced it across Fu Kun's face.

"People from the previous civilizations didn't have a very good opinion of Herrschers, except for Ellie, of course. It's even harder to say about someone like Sirin who has blood on her hands."

"It's hard to say here either, I don't like her either!"

The Herald of Knowledge suddenly slammed his hand on the table, but he didn't control the force well. The entire table instantly cracked in the middle, but it didn't fall apart. Instead, it stabilized in a balanced state.

"Don't rush, she's practically one of us now. But let's be clear, I don't know any rhetoric or healing techniques. At most, I can put someone into a memory... If you miss Cecilia, I can let you stay with her forever..."

Xilin was clearly a little tempted, but after a moment of silence, she still rejected Fu Shi.

"It's certainly tempting... I'd be happy to come every night at the same time... However, I came here mainly because..."

"Because she saw Siegfried and received greetings from the Thousand-Man Herrscher, she felt somewhat... guilty? Or something else, I don't know anyway."

When Mebius got tired of playing with Fu Kun, he released him, and only then did Fu Kun dare to chime in.

"Logically speaking, you should harbor more hatred towards humanity, because... because..."

Fu Shi suddenly couldn't speak halfway through his sentence, and after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't come up with a solution.

"That memory is damaged... why exactly...?"

"Oh no, both of my family members have dementia."

Fu Kun glanced at Fu Hua, then at Fu Shi, and finally at the Herald of Knowledge.

"Why are you looking at me? I haven't lost my memory... although I don't know why either."

"Then why don't you let her immerse herself in her memories, and you can also reminisce while you're at it?"

"It's not impossible, but there's only an hour until New Year's Eve... We still have plenty of time, so let's do it."

Fu Kun and Fu Shi were both ready, but Xilin was a little scared.

"Wait, we agreed not to recall those painful memories, okay?"

"Which of your memories wasn't painful?"

As he spoke, Fu Shi placed his entire hand on Xilin's head. In an instant, Xilin's consciousness was drawn into the environment, but she experienced this memory from a third-person perspective.

"You should have said it wasn't written in the first person! You scared me to death..."

"First-person perspective would be better, but your consciousness and memories are incomplete. You need to cooperate with Kiana to experience memories from a first-person perspective..."

As soon as Fu Shi finished speaking, two researchers walked over. However, because it was a memory replay, Fu Shi and the other researchers would not be seen by the people in the memory.

"Five more died today. We don't have many test subjects left, and the remaining ones don't seem to be in good health..."

"Then increase the dosage. We must produce results as soon as possible; the higher-ups can't wait any longer..."

Fu Shi and Fu Kun peered through the iron bars of the window and discovered that a girl with purple hair was locked inside the room.

"That's what Sirin originally looked like."

"Oh, purple hair, and you look much younger than you are now..."

Before Fu Kun could finish speaking, Fu Shi looked at her.

"I'm referring to body type, not age..."

Fu Shi snapped her fingers, and the scene shifted to an operating table. The Sirin in her memory was being injected with Honkai energy. The scene began to blur, and the Sirin in her memory was constantly roaring, slowly turning from initial fear to rage.

"Look, this is what they did to me. Everyone here has been tortured to death by them..."

"Why do I feel like... he's not even as good as Huanlan?"

Fu Kun quietly leaned close to Fu Shi's ear, but Fu Shi immediately pushed her away.

"That girl? What happened to her? I haven't heard her story yet."

"If you really want to hear it... let her tell you herself."

As he spoke, Fu Shi raised his hand and extracted Huan Lan's part of her memories, creating a Huan Lan in this space. The first thing Huan Lan did after gaining consciousness was to grab Fu Shi by the neck.

Fu Shi did not dodge, and no matter how hard Huan Lan tried, she could not hurt her.

"You are dead, you are now a memory."

After hearing this, Huanlan slowly released her grip, watched as Fu Shi and the other two took a few steps back, and then looked around. Having spent 50,000 years in the memory space, she immediately saw through the clues.

"This is the memory space."

"You're right, but there's something else I need you to say..."

Before Fu Shi could finish speaking, Huan Lan punched his own head, sending data flying out of his brain before his entire body completely dissipated.

"So ruthless..."

"Decisive. It seems we can't expect her to say it herself."

"This makes me even more curious... what exactly did she go through?"

Xilin looked at Fu Shi, who seemed somewhat uncomfortable and deliberately avoided Xilin's gaze.

"......"

"...You really want to see? Fine, but wasn't the original plan to see your memories? How did it get dragged into Huan Lan...?"