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But Liu Feng remained silent.

Nie Wan said, "It's best not to evade my questions, because when you're interrogating others, you don't allow them to evade your questions either. You said that one should always follow principles and justice, and treat others the same way you would treat yourself. I still have some respect for you, so don't make me think you're just a hypocritical and selfish person."

But Liu Feng gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and roared, "Do whatever you want, you might as well kill me!"

The hall fell silent for a moment, but the booming sound of wind coming from the east room was particularly clear.

Then came a very distinct sneer.

Do you think I can't?

Nie Wan raised her hand and, under the puzzled yet slightly frightened gaze of Que Yu Liufeng, cast a shadow over his eyes.

But Yu Liufeng's pupils dilated slightly, and before him stretched a tidal wave of darkness that engulfed him.

Nie Wan absorbed his soul into the Dark Domain, then turned his gaze slightly to the charred corpse lying quietly on the ground.

Compared to his lustful soul, Nie Wan was more interested in his body.

The body, which had previously been charred into a lump of black charcoal, is now gradually recovering on its own from a state of death.

Even Nie Wan doesn't possess this ability right now.

However, in Yu Liufeng's memory, there are many, many mosaics that cannot be seen even when using the authority of memory concepts.

But now, his beliefs have been shattered by Nie Wan's words, his Dao heart has been broken, and he has been thrown into the dark realm, where he suffers the torment of nothingness alone.

No matter how powerful you are, you can't hold back a heart shattered into dust.

However, Yu Liufeng lowered his guard and laid everything bare. Even with external forces setting up numerous obstacles, Nie Wan still managed to glimpse a clue from those vague images.

This person's uniqueness, like Lan Xiangyuan's, is innate.

Unlike Lan Xiangyuan, who was always deceived and unaware of the purpose of her birth, Yu Liufeng knew from the beginning. In fact, it could be said that she was not a human infant from the start, but a conceptual clone.

Nie Wan couldn't tell which concept had entered the real world through the baby's shell.

But the moment it came into the world, it was subjected to sanctions.

Because, according to the memories of the flowing wind, the parents had experienced a long period of disappointment, not only failing to make their child a holy child to receive divine blessings, but also directly losing contact with the gods.

When Queyu Liufeng was six or seven years old, his parents began to pay attention to him again.

There is reason to suspect that at this point, the concept regained its ability to connect with believers in the real world.

He discovered that he himself was a cultural relic prop, similar to the situation of Changhe Jianluo in An'nan District, but not from the same place. It seems that he signed a contract with the bridge between the second world and the game world, fusing his body with that space, thus gaining the ability to travel freely.

Moreover, from that day on, his parents never mentioned gods or anything like that again.

This is the most suspicious part.

A believer who is so fanatical that even their children are born solely for their god is unlikely to suddenly awaken to the truth.

But Liu Feng eventually learned why he was born, around the age of eighteen.

Of course, this is just Nie Wan's rough judgment.

In her view, this person was born with an air of superiority and was indeed exceptionally intelligent, becoming the center of attention wherever he went. With all the right timing, location, and people, it was impossible for him not to be arrogant.

But after his eighteenth birthday, Yu Liufeng underwent a complete transformation.

He still thinks highly of himself, but when communicating with others, he no longer has that superior air about him.

Everyone who got to know him after college said he was a perfect person, without flaws, never got angry, and whatever his ideas were, people wanted to listen to him and help him.

So before entering the game, at the age of 22, he had just graduated and entered a Fortune 500 foreign company, where he was personally mentored by his department head during his internship, and quickly passed the assessment for becoming a full-time employee.

He disguised himself very well, appearing as a positive, gentle, and composed young man.

But Nie Wan, looking down at him, could tell that Yu Liufeng's smile was mostly perfunctory.

The supervisor said, "You'd better join the organization; it'll be good for your future promotions. Speaking of which, why didn't you join in college? With your major, joining the organization would have allowed you to directly intern in government and state-owned enterprises. Your father told me that your family still hopes you'll work within the system."

“My parents’ ideas are not entirely the same as mine, and I have my own plans.”

When he said this, his smile clearly carried a perfunctory tone.

Nie Wan knew that he had been preparing to enter the game for a long time.

Sufficient connections, sufficient prestige, and sufficient information asymmetry.

On the day the game was released, his entire day's events were censored, but the background color still allowed us to roughly discern the situation.

Initially, the color scheme was predominantly thatch color and earthy brown, but it quickly transformed into varying shades of green. Finally, all the colors faded, settling into a light gray.

This means that within an hour, he left the starting village alone, went deep into the forest, and teleported himself to some place using some method.

This place is light gray, and at first glance it looks quite like the gray mist flowing inside the Nightless Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner.

But Nie Wan knew that was impossible.

At that time, Ye Rutan had not yet obtained the Ten Thousand Ghosts Flag.

Having received her share of the grand gift, Ye Rutan's mind certainly wouldn't be on the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner.

So this isn't the Ten Thousand Ghosts Flag, but somewhere else, perhaps very similar to the Ten Thousand Ghosts Flag, or perhaps just a similar place.

In the game, there are similarities to the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner.

Nie Wan recognized a few similarities between the game and the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner, but after zooming in on the mosaics and examining the details, she ruled them out one by one.

After magnifying the memory to its maximum and even reconstructing the scene around herself, Nie Wan finally saw a clue.

The surrounding area is not entirely light gray, but rather white patches floating on a black background, which makes it appear as light gray.

Especially on the ground, the color blocks are static and unmoving. If you look closely, you can see that it is a layer of uneven white sand on a black background.

She watched every single frame carefully, even more carefully than when she had recently experienced her own memories, making sure that she hadn't missed any details in this very second before pushing the image of Queyu Liufeng forward.

Fortunately, this person fell into my hands after I gained access to the concept of memory. Otherwise, even if I could shatter his Dao heart and imprison him, I wouldn't have the means to personally experience his memories.