Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

As she climbed the steps, blue ghost butterflies appeared out of nowhere, fluttering their wings around her. The brilliant metallic luster on their wings was particularly dazzling in the light.

The footsteps stopped.

Arrived.

Looking down from the second floor, the people in uniforms below were busy and orderly. Turning his head, he saw that An Ye was still standing in the same place, his eyes calm and unwavering, just like the expression on his pale face.

"you are still alive."

Oh, now we can add one more thing to describe him—he just says the most unpleasant things.

That black outfit, which looks like mourning for the dead on others, made him look like a corpse that had risen from the dead... Sure enough, some people are not likable characters even if they appear in other people's memories.

Rui Busi felt that it would be a great loss to the coffin industry if such a person didn't end up in a coffin.

She turned her head to the other side.

I also moved my feet a couple of times to avoid getting anything bad on me.

A blue butterfly landed beside her hand, its wings folded to reveal their earthy-colored side.

"Oh, thanks to you, I'm still alive. More than two hundred years have passed, how come you're the one appearing in my memory?" His disdain was palpable.

The person, a figment of her memory, scrutinized her but did not respond to her disdain: "You've changed a lot."

"Maybe."

With her arm resting on the railing and her head on her hand, she could still sense the change in the gaze of the person on the other side without turning around.

Poking at the wings of the Dark Butterfly, Rui Bu Si wasn't sure if Dark Night himself would have said such a thing if he were standing here.

She wasn't sure if she thought she had changed a lot, or if Dark Night thought she had changed a lot.

Forget it, there's no point in dwelling on such a trivial matter.

"The way the vampire king grants his wishes is quite interesting."

Since this place was built according to her memories, does that mean she can have whatever she wants now?

Stop fussing with the Nether Butterfly, pause for a moment, then turn around expectantly: "Shall we kowtow?"

There was no reaction from the darkness.

Was her imagination not comprehensive enough?

After much deliberation, carefully imagining every movement, body motion, and even the frustrated expression on his face, he made sure it was all there: "Give me a kowtow!"

This time, there was movement in the darkness.

But that wasn't the kind of commotion she wanted.

He sighed almost imperceptibly, stepped forward, and the startled butterfly fluttered its wings several times but ultimately did not fly away.

It must be said that even though it wasn't him, Dark Night still gave off a strong sense of oppression.

"I take back what I said before. You're still the same as before."

Oh, how annoying, it's not like you can have whatever you want.

"Have you encountered anything interesting in the past two hundred years?"

"None."

She felt like they were catching up on old times.

But since there's nothing worth recounting from the past, I can only ramble on about random things.

But she's free now and has time to enjoy catching up with old friends: "So, does this answer make you regret giving me the chance to leave the Dark Emperor and have some free time?"

"I rarely do things I'll regret."

What a boring answer, just like him.

He pursed his lips and said, "Most of the time I'm either wandering or sleeping. Or I'm sleeping while wandering. What interesting things could I possibly encounter?"

Those were truly indescribable years.

She finally met someone who took her to a planet, and luckily it wasn't a barren one. After barely recovering a little from her weakness, she was wondering where to find some energy when the system brought her back to the Moe Academy with a single click.

After years of hard work, I've returned to where I started.

That bastard even dared to point fingers at her.

She heard An Ye chuckle softly.

This is rare.

However, when she looked over, the other person still looked half-dead.

"now what?"

Rui Bu Si: "What now?"

Have you encountered anything interesting lately?

"Isn't this within the last two hundred years?" How can you not understand human language?

"It seems so."

What?

have what?

Dark Night: "Someone's trying to come in."

The butterfly flapped its wings and flew away, and wherever it passed, the people downstairs disappeared one by one.

It flew back after circling the field once, landing on her bent index finger. The darkness around her slowly faded into nothingness.

"You will encounter it."

"Hmm?" Would speaking all at once kill him?

Oh, he's already beyond saving.

"You will meet people who are interesting to you even if they do nothing."

...Is that all I wanted to say before I left?

Never mind, let her see who came in here.

"Hmm... they are two people I know very well."

Come in if you want.

As the words fell, she was no longer in a place resembling the Moe Academy. She stood in the void, surrounded by doors that looked almost identical.

Behind the door lies her important memories.

In the real world, Victoria looked at the magical artifact in her hand with a puzzled expression.

Eric: "Ms. Victoria, is something wrong?"

"I am not sure."

The reaction from the magical artifacts just now likely indicates that Miya Xing and Lan Bao encountered strong resistance when they entered.

The reaction lasted only a few seconds, and before she could even react, the magical artifact returned to calm, indicating that their entry had gone smoothly.

Logically, this shouldn't be the case.

"It's possible that something made in a hurry has some flaws." She checked it many times, but nothing in the world can be completely guaranteed to be without accidents. "Hopefully, they can successfully awaken Ruibusi's consciousness."

Miya and her group entered smoothly.

Things didn't go smoothly after I got in.

"There are so many doors here," Lan Bao felt dizzy from looking at them, "Which one should we go into?"

“I don’t know either. These doors all look pretty much the same.” After examining them carefully, Miya Xing pointed to one that was far away. “That door looks different from the others. Maybe that’s the key.”

From a distance, you can only see that it is different. But when you get closer, you realize that the whole door is shining with a dazzling golden light, so bright that it is almost impossible to open your eyes.

Miya cautiously pushed the door open, and what she saw was—

Wow, what a huge mountain of gold!

Shocked by the sheer quantity of gold and silver jewelry here, Miya Xing didn't have time to stop Lan Bao from letting out a loud exclamation.

Fortunately, nothing dangerous happened after the initial shock.

"This appears to be a vault." Or rather, a vault filled with clutter.

The treasures weren't neatly packed in boxes, but rather piled up haphazardly into a large mountain.

He and Lan Bao were now standing in a corner of Baoshan, far away from the other walls, holding onto the walls for stability, unable to estimate how deep this Baoshan they were standing on was.

Leaning against the door, I cautiously observed my surroundings, ready to leave at any moment if I sensed anything amiss.

Strange, was Ruipusi very wealthy when she was wandering Earth? Why does she have so much gold in her memories?