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Everything starts again.

As before, Duanmuhuai and Augis entered the world of memory, and once again witnessed the man's heartbroken grief for his daughter and the joy after resurrecting his daughter.

Then, that moment came again.

"Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!!"

There was a hasty knock on the door, and the soldiers broke through the gate, rushed into the mansion, and clashed with the men again. Then one of the soldiers drew out his long sword and stabbed at the man...

"boom!!"

However, at this moment, a hammer suddenly appeared and directly smashed the soldier into the air. Immediately afterwards, Duanmuhuai came out with the hammer on his shoulders and stood between the men and the soldiers.

"Who are you?"

It wasn't until this time that both the man and the soldier discovered the existence of Duanmuhuai. In fact, Duanmuhuai had been standing here just now, but the two sides seemed to be blind. It wasn't until Duanmuhuai decided to stir up the plot that they suddenly "saw" such a person appearing.

"Are you also the accomplice of that necromancer?"

Looking at Duanmuhuai in front of them, the soldiers' complexion changed drastically, and they retreated hastily, while Duanmuhuai sneered and raised the hammer.

"Leave it to me, sir, and I will wipe out all these annoying bugs!"

A smell of the dog's leg of the final boss rushing towards him.

"Ah... oh... this..."

Facing the sudden appearance of Duanmuhuai, the man was quite surprised, and didn't know what to say. However, Duanmuhuai didn't talk nonsense. On the contrary, he directly swung his warhammer, swept forward, and blasted all the soldiers blocking the door away. Then he strode out of the gate of the mansion. Outside, dozens of fully armed soldiers were standing there, staring at him in horror and surprise.

"Come on, boy."

Duanmuhuai clenched his warhammer tightly and stared at the soldier in front of him.

"Let me play with you!"

The villain style is full of belonging.

"Go! Destroy these filthy evil existences!!"

Soon, the soldiers rushed forward and fought with Duanmu Huai.

Dealing with these soldiers was not difficult for Duanmu Huai. After all, these soldiers are not like those ghosts who are elusive, and their power armor can completely block their attacks. So Duanmuhuai didn't mean to be merciful at all, but started to attack despite the soldiers' offensive.

At first, Duanmuhuai's battle went smoothly, but after fighting, he felt that the situation was not right.

Duanmuhuai still remembered that when he first walked out of the mansion, he saw that there should be thirty or forty soldiers. However, since just now, the number of soldiers who died under his hammer has exceeded 400, but it is still endless. up.

Could this be some kind of BUG?

In the game, Duanmuhuai would report directly to the GM now, there is obviously something wrong with the non-stop spawning! Which program is the problem? Or is the copy wrong?

Or are we just wasting it?

In the end, Duanmu Huai decided to continue to consume more energy, to see who consumed more energy than whom, and in the end it was exhausted......

At dawn, he was kicked out of the dungeon again.

"It's really weird... What's wrong?"

Biting the hard jerky, Duanmu Huai stared at the ruins in front of him, puzzled. He bought these dry food before leaving the City of Silver. The taste is not very good, but it is enough to fill the stomach. Originally, Duanmuhuai thought that based on his own experience, it should be a certainty to solve the problem of copy space, but he did not expect to fail twice in a row...

There must be some clue, which I haven't noticed yet.

Duanmuhuai has experienced similar dungeon scenes more than once in the game, and he has rich experience. He can be sure that among the things he saw before, there must be something he has overlooked.

So, what is it?

Wait, did I make a mistake?

Thinking of this, Duanmu Huai seemed to have noticed something, he had overlooked an important point.

That is... Whose thought core is this space created as a creation?

Every shard that drifts in the Warp is shaped and fixed by the strong will and emotion of a being. For example, the doll house that Duan Muhuai had been to before, it was the puppeteer's feelings that fixed that house. The so-called untie the bell requires the person who tied the bell. The ultimate goal of any space strategy is actually to get the core.

So, who is the core of this mansion?

At the beginning, Duanmu Huai thought that the purple-haired girl should form the core space. But when you think about it carefully, it’s not right. Although there is indeed a purple-haired girl who witnessed the scene of her father being killed with her own eyes, it does not mean that the core of this space is her, because it is also possible that the man was not completely dead at that time, but was dying. What did you see before. After all, they also saw the scene where the man walked back to the mansion with his daughter's body in his arms. At that time, the purple-haired girl was obviously not awake.

So, could it be that man who formed the core?

But if this is the case, why did my previous rescue operation have a bug? For that man, with someone to help him resist the pursuers, wouldn't it be a good choice for him to take his daughter and leave here to die?

Or, in reference to the Frankenstein story, that daughter wishes for a mate like herself? It seems that there is no such need? If there is, it will definitely be pointed out in the memories I saw before.

MMP, if his charisma value is the same as in the game, he can get more information from the other party, but Duanmuhuai's charisma 1 is really......... There is no way.

Although it is not impossible to try and make mistakes again and again, but every time you fail a mission, the evaluation will drop, and if this continues, you might not even get the guarantee... Wait! ! !

Thinking of this, Duanmu Huai's eyes suddenly flashed, and he immediately remembered Augis's question before.

Why does that man both love his daughter and hate her?

At that time, Duanmuhuai explained to Augis, but if you think about it carefully, maybe the "password" is actually hidden in this contradiction?

Duanmuhuai didn't feel that his understanding was wrong, but he couldn't think of how to solve this problem for a while. After all, people are so close to each other, even if the other party does have complicated feelings about his daughter who has been resurrected from the dead, how to solve this problem... I am afraid that the man himself has no answer.

"Why……………"

Duanmuhuai sighed. In the past, when encountering such things in the game, he often ran over them directly with his high charm. Because as long as the charisma is high enough, then tasks of this level are actually relatively simple. You can persuade him to untie the knot, or simply make him agree with your opinion. Easy to find clues and easy to complete missions.

It's like playing an RPG game. If you are a fighter, you can only kick through the maze and fight wild monsters head-on. If you are a thief, open the back door of the maze with your backhand and go directly to the end.

As for now...don't think about it, Duanmuhuai himself is that hard-working warrior.

And his charm is still the kind that hinders his legs.

No way, try again.

On the third night, Duanmuhuai and Augis entered that world again.

This time, when the man smashed the grave and took out his daughter's body, Duanmuhuai blocked his way.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"certainly."

The man hugged his daughter's body without even looking at Duanmu Huai.

"Maybe you'll regret it?"

"If I don't do it, I will regret it."

"........."

Well, you said it yourself.

Duanmuhuai shrugged his shoulders, got out of the way, watched the man walk into the mansion holding his daughter's body again, then sighed helplessly, and followed inside.

In his opinion, this time it might fail again.

It really doesn't work, let's change to a soul fragment.

Sighing, Duanmuhuai pushed open the door of the mansion.

However, unexpectedly, this time, what appeared in front of him was not the previous living room and porch, but an almost endless, dark corridor.

oh? Change?

Seeing this, Duanmu Huai suddenly raised his spirits,

It's good that there are changes, although I don't know if it's good or bad, but there are changes, which means there is still a turning point!

"Be careful."

Duanmu Huai whispered to Augis, and then walked in.

The door slowly closed behind the two of them, and for a moment, the entire corridor was plunged into dead darkness. But soon, a torch on the edge of the wall suddenly lit up, illuminating the way ahead.

Duanmuhuai stepped forward and saw an oil painting next to the torch. It showed the man and a strange woman—judging from their intimacy, they should be husband and wife.

At the same time, the man's voice sounded again.

"At that time... I never thought that I would marry such a woman..."

Accompanied by the man's chanting, the torches were lit one after another, illuminating the road in front of him, and the oil paintings on the wall also appeared one after another following the man's explanation. He met and married his wife, who died after a dystocia. The man loved his daughter deeply, and swore to his wife that he would take good care of his daughter. However, the good times didn't last long, and the young daughter fell seriously ill, and finally died amidst the man's grief-stricken call. But the man didn't give up, he used his knowledge, tried every means to try to revive his daughter, and in the end...he succeeded, but also failed.

"My daughter, who has never called me Father, who is she?"

The man's voice growled more and more, full of despair.

"I just hope that my daughter can come back, but why, I will create a brand new soul? This is impossible, shouldn't human memory be stored in the brain? Then, when I resurrect this body , wouldn't she also restore her original memory?"

I see……………

Hearing the man's wailing, Duanmuhuai nodded secretly. Obviously, this man is indeed a scholar. Obviously, from what he described, this man should have revived himself in a way similar to creating Frankenstein Daughter, and his thinking can be regarded as the past—human memory is indeed stored in the brain, so generally speaking, as long as the body can be revitalized, then with the brain working again, the memory should also come back. right………

Well, it's just a theory after all, and in a world like this, scientific theories aren't necessarily true either.

"She is not my daughter, but I love her, and I hope she can become my daughter, the most perfect creation, this is my last consolation to my daughter..."

At the same time, Duanmuhuai and Ojis finally reached the end of the corridor. He stretched out his hand and pushed open the door at the end of the corridor again. He saw a man in a white coat sitting on a chair decadently, behind him was a similar operation. On the stage, the purple-haired girl was lying there quietly.

Afterwards, the man raised his head and looked at Duanmuhuai.

"Do you think I did something wrong?"

"Frankly... I don't know either."

Duanmuhuai helplessly spread his hands.

"I can only say, no matter what, your daughter has been resurrected again. As for whether this is what you want..."

Duanmu Huai shrugged his shoulders and did not continue, and the man lowered his head again.

"That's right, is this what I want? I don't know myself. On the one hand, as a father, I think I have failed. I didn't bring my daughter back to life. But on the other hand, as a scholar, I was successful again because I created a brand new soul, which is a feat that even God has not done!!"

I see, the combination of the guilt of being a father and the excitement of being a scholar? No wonder he turned into such a ghost.

"Then, there is only one thing I have to do next."

While speaking, the man stood up and looked at Duanmu Huai. At the same time, a huge skeleton undead appeared behind him.

"Come on, let me see your strength!"

"call……………"

Seeing this scene, Duanmu Huai's heart settled instead, he stretched out his hand to hold the hammer tightly, and stared at the man.

Things are finally back on track to what I do best!