My Adventure Diary of Reincarnating as a Bad Woman

As she spoke, Rongya took a pen and paper and wrote down a set of recipes.

"Squab, garlic flowers, cow's hoof... Is this a prescription?" Malachite took the prescription and looked up in surprise after reading the first half. She didn't understand what the use of these foods, which were not medicine at all, was.

Rongya said seriously, "Diet therapy."

Malachite stared at Grandma Rongya blankly, not knowing for a moment whether she was joking or really wanted a diet therapy.

"That's it, girl. In this case, diet therapy is more effective than any other prescription. I'm leaving now."

Obviously, Grandma Rongya was not joking. She said goodbye to Malachite easily and went back to the church to receive believers and those seeking medicine.

Malachite was left staring at the recipe.

With her knowledge, she could easily tell that this was a common dish of stewed pigeon and ox trotters, and the ingredients used in roadside restaurants were more substantial than those in this recipe.

Although Grandma Rongya is old, she is still a long way from being senile and confused, so it is unlikely that she would prescribe the wrong medicine.

But it's really outrageous to prescribe a dish based on medicine.

Malachite couldn't figure out the deeper meaning of this for the time being, so she went straight to a restaurant in the commercial district, prepared enough ingredients, and asked the chef to cook a pot.

Maybe it really works wonders for Noita?

"Ah? A recipe?"

In the quiet and deserted lounge, Noita laughed unkindly when he heard the live broadcast of the incident outside the door from the Doe.

"Yes, your disguise was seen through, and it was obvious that the priest could tell that you were not injured. But for some purpose, she did not expose you, but instead used a joke to hint to Malachite that you were fine."

As a result, one dares to publish the recipe, and the other dares to believe it.

This left the doe at a loss for words.

Noita retorted, "The petrifying poison did hurt me, but my vitality was too strong, and the thin curse within was neutralized. If it was the petrifying poison that can turn even the extraordinary into fossils, I would have been finished long ago."

In the era when the Holy Empire ruled the world and was known as the Central Empire, when the majestic emperor wanted to execute his favorite ministers, he would give them a cup of wine mixed with the most powerful petrifying poison.

Even if the drinker reaches an extraordinary realm, he will still die.

Because it perfectly preserves the image of the deceased, this wine is also known as the wine of gold and humility.

"This level of poison is enough to turn an area of ​​land to hard rock just by leaking its aura. I'm sure I can detect it. If I could mix it into a wine to prevent it from leaking out, I don't know how much effort it would take. Its value could even surpass that of a transcendent," the doe replied calmly. "If you truly died from it, it would be a wonderful story. Your life would be worth it."

"But your value is probably not enough."

"Fortunately it's not enough." Noita sat up from the sofa and walked around the room.

There were no listening devices in this lounge, and the logs showed no one besides Doe paying attention.

This is a good time to ask.

Noita asked softly, "Now, let's talk about your old friend. As a shaman who has reached the transcendental realm, I don't believe your friend would do such a foolish thing out of jealousy. Stealing alchemy plans? Is this a corporate spy from somewhere?"

"Did you notice?"

The doe appeared, thought for a moment, and said, "Since you've discovered it, I'll tell you. This old friend has often clashed with my tribe for a long time. She's incredibly jealous, which makes her unpopular. But it's also this jealousy, so strong it can burn stone, that has propelled her to an extraordinary realm."

The doe added, "Don't always imagine that transcendents are incredibly intelligent and omnipotent. While reaching the transcendent realm certainly has its merits, sometimes we're not that smart."

Noita looked at the doe and retorted, "Explain it yourself?"

The doe nodded in agreement. "I'm telling you my story. I've done a lot of stupid things, but I was able to mitigate the consequences because I was strong enough, which is why I'm still safe. Noita, you're so talented and ambitious. One day you'll cause disaster. You might even fight against the extraordinary. That would be the real folly."

Noita may think that she has concealed it well, but the doe has already discovered her restless and self-righteous heart.

She is always confident, but lacks awe of power.

Noita retorted, "I don't have super powers yet, so I won't lose my sanity."

"But you're not just rational, right? Situations and emotions can also push you to make decisions you don't like." The doe shook his head and continued, "We've strayed off topic. He wasn't the only one here last night. Their goal was to destroy the data and experimental records, forcing you to start over."

"So cruel?"

If you steal the data, there is still a chance to turn it around, but if you destroy the data and the workshop, you will be attacked face to face and seek death.

However, Noita had the habit of making backups. She would make a copy of every document and record submitted to her and store it in the Gate City.

In a sense, the information she had was more complete than that in Anmos's, but she just couldn't understand it.

"What about the rest?"

"It has become my collection. Do you want to see it?"

The doe smiled maliciously, reminding her of her roommate who tricked her into eating chili and white vinegar cake before she traveled through time.

Noita immediately refused: "No, forget it, thank you."

"pity."

The doe shook her head regretfully and continued, "As for why my old friend sent someone here, there was a reason. I previously gave the plan you gave me to my old friend by coincidence, and she became obsessed with the Lighthouse Project and hired someone to research it."

"It's just that her team's progress was very slow and they couldn't find the right direction. To prevent her from giving up, I kept encouraging her and gave her team some inspiration from time to time. That's how they finally reached 70% of the progress. Unfortunately, there's no chance to complete the last 30% because you've already submitted the complete plan to the association and received its endorsement."

"She was devastated when she found out. She'd clearly poured her heart and soul into it, but in the end, it was all for nothing. So she wanted to give your workshop a real blow as revenge. Well, she discovered my guidance."

Noita was dumbfounded: "He is really not a human being."

It was easy for the doe to say, but Noita knew how complicated it was to do, and she also knew how unkind the doe was.

They guide people to research a topic, and then, when they see a glimmer of hope, they stomp on the light. It's infuriating to hear.

What about old friends? They're enemies, right?

"How did your old friend offend you?"

Also, the invasion of your workshop was an unprovoked disaster, and you are the culprit!

Chapter 125: Destiny

"Some personal vendetta born of jealousy."

The doe was vague and only told Noita the general reason.

From its meaningful gaze, Noita knew that this was a secret that could not be easily revealed, and even exploring it was very dangerous.

Noita leaned on the sofa, her legs and snow-white skin exposed to the air.

She looked up at the doe and smiled, "Your actions these past few days have completely overturned my perception of you. I originally thought you were a good person."

"What's the reason for this cognitive illusion? Is it my appearance, or my care for you?"

"Probably your appearance. Legend has it that white deer are pure creatures. Why did you, portrayed as a white deer, give me such a preconceived notion when you first appeared? I never imagined you were such a sinister person."

Noita had already realized by now that the topic was taking a dangerous turn.

When someone who usually disguises himself suddenly chooses to reveal his true face to you, this is already an unusual signal.

She wanted to extend her psychic power out of the window, but found that the lounge had been blocked without her noticing, and the outside world was empty, as if this was the only real world.

They are now isolated from the world.

"Good or bad has nothing to do with appearance. Besides, when it comes to bad things, your behavior is more problematic than mine." The doe gently uttered a few names.

"The girl who believed in you should be called Adele, right? She seems unaware of the existence of Lady Ice Dragonfly, nor of your previous life...though I don't know either. Lady Emerald Heart and you have a grudge. If we look back, it was probably during the battle to wipe out the Lustful Blood Cult two months ago. I stole some memories from her dreams and learned of three times and places where you had crossed paths."

"Layered Rock Caverns, Stonefire Town, Silver Peak. When I strung these precious pearls together, I had a rough idea of ​​your whereabouts. Starting from Layered Rock Caverns, you went to Serkar to lurk, accepting commissions as a disguise. The reappearance of the Holy Mountain must have been a surprise to you, disrupting your original plans, is that right?"

Doe has been investigating Noita's identity these days.

Although the prophecy did not work, it did not prevent it from slowly retracing Noita's whereabouts through the traces she had left, and then all the clues came to an abrupt end in the Layered Rock Cave.

This made the doe conclude that Noita had the same ulterior motives as it did.

Noita pretended to be calm and said, "Are you threatening me?"

"No," the doe immediately denied. "I told you you're a distinguished guest. I've also detected traces of the Immortal in your tracks. Since he's willing to grant you the Silence spell, it means he recognizes your identity."

"Whether you are Hongrong or a disciple of any other cup path, I will treat you well."

Some people regard her as Hongrong again.

Noita combed her hair and looked into the eyes of the doe.

The doe did investigate her origins and trace her whereabouts in Gaia, but the Stratolith Cave was like a starting point. Once they passed this point, they could no longer find any information about her.

The idea of ​​aliens was too unbelievable, so it was normal for the doe to not expect it.

Perhaps it thought it was an outsider who had sneaked into the Stratolith Cave through a secret channel, or that the upper levels of the Stratolith Cave had transformed themselves into this appearance.

After all, when Noita competed with Fei Xin, her Legion Swordsmanship and Piaoxue Sword skills could not be faked, which made Fei Xin not think of her as an awakened android, but rather thought that she was an external force controlling the androids from a distance.

After sorting out the doe's thoughts and realizing that she would not attack her for the time being, Noita figured out some things.

Noita asked, "What do you want me to do?"

He was showing his cards and threatening her with her past record. The doe must have something for her to do.

She can't be doing this just for fun, she's not me.

"Don't look so serious, Noita, this is just a cooperation." The doe stamped her feet, the environment changed, and the next moment, they appeared in the ever-changing sea of ​​psychic energy.

The doe brought Noita to the virtual world.

As if feeling at home, Noita looked around and sensed that behind the vast invisible light, a magnificent structure called the Gate City was calling her, like a beacon guiding the way for all psychics lost in the void.

"Noita, you are a psychic, you should be able to understand the power of the sea of ​​psychic energy."

In the virtual world, the doe returned to its true form, its long green hair drifting like smoke, connecting to the tide of spiritual energy with an unknown flow.

A huge wave, more magnificent than the ocean and more beautiful than the starry sky, appeared before the two of them without reservation.

This is different from the virtual realm that ordinary psychics touch when meditating.

It is more majestic, more turbulent and more uncontrollable.

Dark and invisible things passed by them, but dazzling colors like silver sand flowed out from the things like undercurrents and gathered at Luhua's feet, sometimes dim and sometimes dazzling.

Noita took a quick glance and saw in the silver sand the green-haired woman wearing a crown, the doe who lived a carefree life, the young Luhua... Dozens of stories about the green-haired girl's life came into her sight.

In an instant, Noita realized their position in the virtual world.

She murmured, "This is fate."

They were deep within the sea of ​​psychic energy, neither above nor below, neither front nor back, left nor right, only the depths and shallows. This was where fate lay. The thing called fate embraced them, flowing past them like a trickle of water.

Psychic energy reflects all living beings, reflecting an infinite future.

Luhua separated the fate that was attached to her, dissolving some of the silver sand into clear springs. That was the future tamed by her and the possibility under her control.

She scooped up a pool of fate and told Noita, "Ever since His Majesty Dream Sky completed the concept of fate, intelligent beings have had a premonition of future developments, and as a result, the number of prophets and foresighted people has increased dramatically in this era. Among the prophets, there is a theory that certain beings with particularly rich observable fates are a mechanism that drives the development of the times. They can often stir fate, causing the observable future to develop in an uncertain direction, ushering the era into the next stage."

"Prophets call this a singularity."

"Noita, you are not part of destiny. However, whether it was encountering the fragments of the immortal's consciousness caught up by the earth veins or entering the Holy Mountain, it all foreshadowed your uniqueness. Without a doubt, you are a singularity beyond our comprehension."

Noita and Luhua looked at each other indifferently.

Lu Hua said: "I need your uniqueness. I want you to disrupt fate."

"Me, messing with fate?" Noita laughed. "Luhua, fate, like wrestling, is merely an action, not a goal. It simply reflects the process of change and predicts the next development. This is the latest theory. The determinism of your time is outdated. Even if I mess with fate, I can't change anything major."

Luhua looked at Noita with a very strange look.

"I'm well aware that the theories of that time are outdated, and that fate is by no means predetermined. However, current theories are inherited from them, and the theory of singularities hasn't been eliminated. It still has merit... You laid the foundation for the birth of the Astronomican, a matter with far-reaching consequences. Fate has been diverted by its creation, so I need you to do more."

Chapter 126: Sharing the Glory

What is Noita in Luhua's eyes?

A distinguished guest, a precious work of art, a beautiful knife... In Luhua's eyes, she has different identities at the same time. In different positions, she has different uses, and she also does the things entrusted to her properly without any mistakes.

It's a shame that such a person stays in the nest.

Noita asked with some awareness, "Where do you want me to go?"

Ruhua whispered, "Typhon's dream."

Her voice was as light as the song of a swan in the reeds, very small, as if worried about waking someone from a deep dream.

Noita raised her head after hearing this, her eyes cold: "If you want to hide the bow after the bird is dead, just say it directly. There is no need to be so secretive. I don't mind."

Because it is useless to care. The gap in strength makes the weaker side have no say. At this time, they are still in the depths of the virtual realm. If Luhua really wants to do something, Noita can only be submerged in this endless wave and never rise again.

This is the risk that comes with seeking interests beyond one's control.