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"Meteorite impact? This fake news is way too far-fetched."

"But it seems that the jade pendant will not be returned."

In a dormitory at the Cangnan City Orphanage, Fifth Starling looked at the pair of jade pendants hanging above her bed with a sense of helplessness.

Yesterday, she indirectly learned the whole story from the words of the teachers and students who were rescued.

So this is what that uncle meant by protecting the world?

It seems that even though he failed in his part, the other party actually succeeded in their goal. Mr. Lin is now apparently still an important member of their team.

I would also like to thank the junior student named Lin Qiye for answering my questions.

As for the jade pendant, Lin Qiye told her not to worry about any trouble. After today's incident, the hype surrounding Lin Linhou should have died down, and everyone's attention would shift.

Furthermore, they will then process everyone's memories.

Besides, Lin Linhou was unconscious at the time, so it wasn't appropriate for anyone else to accept the returned gift on his behalf.

Chen Muyi went even further, saying that one could rest assured that theft and forced buying and selling are illegal, and Cangnan estimated that such incidents would not occur again for a long time.

This morning, I saw that it was true. The disaster news not only diverted the little remaining attention from before, but also turned Cangnan City into a "crime-free zone" for a period of time.

After all, no thief would want to be mistaken for a fugitive drug dealer gang.

To outsiders, the local police, military, and government were extremely annoyed by these events. Who would dare to provoke them at this time?

"But why is the influence of memory not working on me?"

The reason Lin Qiye and Chen Muye dared to say so much to Fifth Star Bell was because of her previous relationship with Lin Linhou. In addition, since her memories would be modified later anyway, these conversations and the events of today would be changed to conform to a pre-written, reasonable understanding.

They told her that all she needed to do was go back to sleep and she would forget everything.

But for some reason, when Fifth Star Bell woke up, she still remembered the events of yesterday very clearly.

However, on the phones, in private chat groups, small group groups, classmate groups, and class groups, it's clear that everyone else has been brainwashed, discussing things like how terrifying yesterday's meteorite impact was.

"Is it because of the special ability I suddenly gained?"

This feeling of being the only one sober while everyone else was drunk made her extremely uncomfortable, and even frightened and scared.

It's as if the whole world is fake, and only what you see is the truth, and you can't even tell anyone.

But when I looked at the pair of jade pendants hanging above my bed, my mood became much more peaceful.

Fortunately, the truth isn't that hard to accept; otherwise, it would be the ultimate mental torture.

Moreover, I am not the only one who knows the truth; there are also those heroes who fight in the darkness.

"A whole month's vacation suddenly... Oh well, I'll use it to continue practicing making snacks."

……

Every day thereafter, Fifth Star Bell would take out that small notebook and begin to carefully read every detail inside.

She didn't have the ability to kill monsters and protect the world; all she could do was ensure that the children in the orphanage could eat more delicious snacks on a regular basis.

After putting on the jade pendant, Fifth Star Bell went to the snack cart in the courtyard downstairs. After checking the ingredients, she started practicing cooking, leaving her notebook aside for easy reference.

Everything seemed normal until one moment, when hot oil splashed out and accidentally burned her palm, causing her to instinctively drop the strainer she was holding.

If it were just dropped into the hot oil, it would probably splatter even more hot oil.

"Remember to drain the water from the chopped ingredients as much as possible. The angle and oil temperature control when throwing them into the oil are also very important..."

It was as if an invisible hand had caught the falling strainer, and as if someone's voice had sounded.

As the sun rose, another figure gradually appeared beside Fifth Star Bell. It was none other than Lin Linhou, who had taught her various methods and precautions that day.

Moreover, this was not just Fifth Star Bell's fantasy; it was as if she had just caught a strainer, and it felt as if Lin Linhou had actually appeared here.

It just lacks a bit of liveliness.

Fifth Star Bell didn't know why this was happening. She had just been having trouble cooking and kept making mistakes.

She kept thinking to herself, if only Mr. Lin could still be there to teach her step by step and remind her when she made a mistake.

Then a miracle happened. She had thought it was just another fantasy or dream, like before.

Just like every child has an imaginary playmate in their childhood, who disappears when they grow up.

Fifth Star Bell has been better than others at imagining non-existent friends since childhood.

But then this "master" she had imagined caught her finger in time, even placing the food in the correct cutting position.

Fifth Star Bell realized that this "fantasy" was different from the previous ones.

After many more experiments, she finally gained a basic understanding of her own abilities.

When the imagined "Lin Linhou" appears, one of the jade pendants she wears on her chest will disappear.

After the illusory figure disappears, the jade pendant will return.

She initially thought the jade pendant was special, but later, while doing her homework, she accidentally transformed one of her favorite hair clips into the image of a teacher, writing and drawing on the blackboard with chalk.

Other items don't seem to work, or rather, even if they are created, they quickly disappear.

It's as if the more you "want" something, the more "precious" it is, the more real its image becomes, and the longer it lasts.

The concrete representation of the figure depends on one's understanding and level of imagination.

For example, the figure of "Lin Linhou" now is just the same as the one who taught her cooking that day. The same goes for the teachers who taught her; they are the same as the ones in the classroom.

But one thing is certain: even if it's not perfect or vivid, it's incredibly real.

……

"It is truly an amazing and incomprehensible power to be able to turn fantasy into reality by using a cherished object as a medium."

That day, Fifth Star Bell was preparing to cook, just like any other day. Suddenly, she heard the voice of another unfamiliar man behind her.

Startled, Fifth Star Bell immediately dispersed Lin Linhou's figure, transforming it back into the jade pendant hanging on her chest.

"Who are you? I don't understand what you're saying. How did you get in? Don't move, or I'll call the police!"

Fifth Star Bell grabbed a kitchen knife in one hand and quickly pulled out her phone with the other, turning around to threaten the stranger who had appeared there at some unknown time.

But a moment later, Fifth Star Bell was stunned.

?_??

The reason is simple: when the person in the shadows walks into the sunlight, she recognizes them—they're the most popular person at school.

But even though we know each other, the possibility that the other party suddenly appeared here is still greater than that they have ulterior motives.

"An Qingyu, why are you here?"

Fifth Star Bell still didn't put down the cleaver. Then, after thinking for a moment, she put her phone away and replaced it with a spoonful of hot oil, which was more lethal.

An Qingyu spread his hands, turned around, and showed off his thin short-sleeved shirt and casual pants, indicating that he was not carrying any weapons.

"Senior, please calm down. I meant no harm. I just happened to discover some interesting things about you while conducting my research."

Then An Qingyu said that she also had some special abilities, and showed them to Fifth Star Bell.

They should be the same kind of people. I came here just to talk to her.

Perhaps they could form an "underground party".

"Your ability... is to command rats to perform juggling acts?"

Fifth Star Bell blinked, wondering what the use of this ability was.

An Qingyu: ?_?……