Song of the Wanderer Arc
Great Demon King 13
Xin Lan keenly felt the fear and despair, as she looked at those dolls, almost pleadingly. But the dolls could never come to life, and ‘she’ knew that in her heart.
Behind her, the tall man let out a low chuckle and grabbed hold of ‘her’ clothes.
Xin Lan rarely wanted to curse, despising this kind of scum the most.
This empathetic state made her feel extremely uncomfortable, both the disgust towards the person behind her and the frustration at her own helplessness, which started to make her agitated.
Suddenly, she recalled what Shen Shuiyan had once said to her about being capable of anything.
She indeed isn’t all-powerful, just like now, she can only be forcibly empathized to stay in this body, with no way to change what has already happened.
‘She’ begins to struggle and cry out intensely, but whether it’s due to the soundproofing of the building or not, the person in the next room did not hear.
No one is coming to save ‘her.’
If Xin Lan could move, she would punch the man behind her right now.
She knows what might happen next, but she doesn’t want to experience it at all.
Sympathy is one thing, but it doesn’t mean she wants to put herself in that situation and experience it firsthand.
She clearly has the ability to resist, so why should she stay in this little girl’s body and be forced to feel her past?
Perhaps due to Xin Lan’s strong thoughts, the next moment, she finds herself detached from the current scene.
It’s still the same room with many toys, but there’s no one else present now.
In front of her is a torn and tattered dress, and ‘she’ has a pair of scissors in her hand.
Xin Lan thought that she was probably not far from knowing the truth.
Actually, the answer was already apparent, though somewhat unbelievable, it was the most likely scenario.
What did that little girl want to make her or them feel all of this for?
Xin Lan pondered, realizing that ‘she’ sat up from the bed and took out a smartwatch phone from the bedside table. ‘She’ dialed a contact number from inside the device.
“Hello, Dad, I miss you. When will you come to see me?”
Her voice was somewhat hoarse and tearful.
“Can you come pick me up soon? I don’t want to stay in this place anymore. They all bully me…”
Listening to ‘her’ words, Xin Lan felt an indescribable emotion.
On the other end of the phone, there was actually no man’s voice, just a ringing tone.
“Sorry, the subscriber you dialed is power…”
‘She’ looked at the smartwatch and lowered her head.
“Okay, Dad, I understand. I’ll be obedient. Goodnight, Dad.”
‘She’ turned off the smartwatch, and the electronic sound immediately stopped.
Sitting on the bed, ‘she’ looked out of the window, and Xin Lan’s gaze followed, seeing the narrow world constrained by the window.
Once again, the world spun around, and Xin Lan was already familiar with that feeling.
This time, a woman appeared before her, putting on makeup.
“Mom, are you going out again?”
“Yes, my dear, be a good girl and stay at home.”
The woman touched ‘her’ hair and continued applying lipstick.
“When will I get to see Dad?”
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The woman’s movements froze for a moment, and she put away the lipstick.
“Xinyu, Mom has told you many times already. Dad went to a faraway place, and he can’t come back.”
“No, he will come back! You’re lying to me again!”
Angry, ‘she’ threw the doll she was holding at the woman and ran back to her room.
Xin Lan thought that there was no need to guess who the answer was now.
From the looks of it, the little girl’s father must have already passed away.
The changing scenes made Xin Lan feel a bit dizzy.
‘She’ stood in the living room, and on the coffee table, there was that album. The hidden photograph was now placed on the table, and the man’s face looked a bit somber.
“Tear this photo for me.”
The man looked at the woman beside him, and her expression showed hesitation.
“Don’t you dare touch this photo!”
‘She’ picked it up from the table, clutching it as if it were a precious treasure.
Xin Lan felt ‘her’ anger and fear, ‘she’ trembled, feeling a sour sensation in ‘her’ nose.
“The person is already dead. What’s the point of having her here constantly reminiscing?”
“Don’t! Please, don’t say that! Xinyu is still young; she can’t handle this kind of shock.”
The woman looked somewhat panicked in ‘her’ direction, pleading with the man.
“She already knows her father is dead. Why pretend otherwise? Now I am her father, do you understand?”
“You’re the one who’s dead! You’re not my father, and you will never be my father!”
‘She’ yelled, trembling all over.
The sound of a slap echoed in the living room, and ‘she’ was slapped hard, causing ‘her’ to sit on the floor, tears welling up in ‘her’ eyes.
Xin Lan, on the other hand, became immediately angry, and foul language surged in her mind.
She was actually forced to feel the pain of being slapped?
Xin Lan coldly looked at the man, wanting to immediately render him incapacitated.
“But you know she doesn’t even remember!”
The woman hurriedly ran over, wanting to touch ‘her’ face, but ‘she’ pushed her away.
‘She’ stood up, glared angrily at the man, and ran into the room.
“The incident with Xinyu’s father had a huge impact on her. The day after the funeral, she developed a high fever and later forgot about her father’s passing. You know all this very well, so why do you have to bring it up in front of her now?”
“I think she knows deep down, she’s just pretending.”
Such a conversation came from behind, and ‘she’ closed the door and covered her ears.
This is probably a world that children cannot bear. Xin Lan’s anger is even more deeply suppressed. Once she gets out of this confined world, if she can confront this man, she will tear him to pieces without leaving a trace.
If the accumulated time in the mission world can be counted as her lived years, she has lived for so long, but when has she ever been this infuriated?
As Xin Lan thought this, suddenly, everything spun around again, and she heard Zero Nine’s voice in her mind.
Zero Nine: Hello? Host? Hello? Can you hear me?
Xin Lan: Yes.
Zero Nine: You scared me! Just a moment ago, you suddenly went offline, and I couldn’t find you at all. Thankfully, you’re back now!
Zero Nine was really scared just now. After all, the system is bound to the host and exists in the host’s deep consciousness. While their technology allows them to freely travel through different mission worlds, it doesn’t mean they have absolute control over everything.
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Sometimes, the mission planes contain phenomena that cannot be explained scientifically or are the products of highly advanced technology, enough to counter their own technology.
For example, her first host was trapped in a soul-locking ring in a cultivation world, and she couldn’t take her consciousness away. She could only forcibly unbind and abandon this host.
However, such phenomena are extremely rare and not present in every plane. In a thousand planes, there might be only one such thing, and it is also very difficult to find in that particular plane.
Her first host had wandered through many worlds before unfortunately falling into that trap.
Xin Lan briefly explained to Zero Nine what she had just experienced, only to realize that she was still in the same bedroom.
Ren Difei and Qi Haolin also opened their eyes, looking a bit perplexed, indicating that they had gone through something similar to her.
“The culprit is that little girl!”
Ren Difei said firmly.
Xin Lan was about to say something when she noticed a thick smoke coming in from outside the door.
She covered her mouth and nose, thinking about that little girl.
Qi Haolin pushed open the door connecting the adjacent room, and a thick smoke rushed in.
“Is she trying to suffocate us in here?”
Ren Difei coughed several times, covering his nose as he retreated.
The flammable materials in the room began to burn, and Xin Lan opened the bedroom door. The heatwave from the flames rushed towards her.
The point of ignition was here, and only by going outward could they survive.
Xin Lan didn’t believe that the ghost could do anything to her. She picked up the violin that was nearby.
In the moment she held the violin, the surrounding air suddenly became breathable.
Ren Difei and Qi Haolin still looked uncomfortable, covering their mouths and noses. Xin Lan turned her head and noticed that Yu Wan Yan blinked at her.
“Thanks.”
Xin Lan softly thanked and walked out of the flames.
Ren Difei and Qi Haolin also hurriedly followed, looking quite disheveled.
The whole space was enveloped in mist, and Xin Lan suddenly couldn’t see anyone’s face.
“Don’t be afraid, I…”
Yu Wan Yan had been staying beside Xin Lan, speaking soothingly.
Before she could finish her sentence, she received a deadly stare from Xin Lan.
The unfinished word “in” was forcefully swallowed, and Yu Wan Yan cleared her throat.
Well, I know you’re fierce.
A child’s sobbing came from not far away. The sound was faint, but it inexplicably made people shudder.
Xin Lan walked towards the source of the sound and saw the little ghost squatting there, crying.
“Sister, can you help me, please?”
The little ghost looked up, her pale face streaked with tears and blood.
“Sure, what’s the matter? Tell me.”
Xin Lan readily agreed.
The little ghost was also taken aback. This sister had been so irritable the other day, yet now she seemed so easy to talk to?
“He’s about to appear,” the little ghost shrank back, “If you can completely deal with him, I’ll give you the key.”
Xin Lan thought of the shadow that Zero Nine had mentioned and clenched her fists.
“That man, right?”
The little ghost nodded.
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Xin Lan moved her wrist. She still remembered the grudge from that slap, even though it wasn’t directed at her. Under forced empathy, that slap felt like it landed on her face too.
Even without this grudge, burning someone like him to death would still be letting him off too easily.
A shadow appeared in the mist, his face wearing a sinister smile as he walked towards Xinyu.
“Xinyu, stop hiding and come to Daddy.”
Hearing those words, Xin Lan felt annoyed and immediately delivered a kick.
“Just you? Dare to call yourself Daddy?”
The kick landed on the man, making him step back.
He stared at Xin Lan, and his body began to change.
A strong smell of burnt flesh seemed to make people dizzy, as his body became withered, resembling a charred corpse.
He lunged at Xin Lan, and his black claws swiped toward her face.
Xin Lan leaned back and swiftly counterattacked, the feeling of her fist hitting the charred skin being unusually nauseating.
Not sure if it was because Xin Lan exerted too much force or because the charred corpse was inherently brittle, but the man’s head was directly knocked off by Xin Lan and rolled onto the ground.
Yu Wan Yan swallowed hard and dared not make a sound.
Dissolve him in melted sugar😇
*Boiling
*Boiling
Dissolve him in melted sugar😇