Chapter 205
Before long, she heard the sound of wheels turning; the dining table had already been pushed aside.
What major moves might Xia Er make next? If ordinary people got involved, Xia Er couldn’t guarantee their safety. The most important thing was to keep them away from her.
From a distance, it was fine to send a message to Aivina, but any close contact was best avoided.
Xia Er walked slowly back to her room and took a clean, simple outfit from the wardrobe—one she had worn before.
Carrying the clothes, she headed to the bathroom. This rental’s bathroom was a bit cramped, but at least it was separate from the washroom, which was a standard feature in the Gem District.
Compared to the Bell Tower Alley District, it was a significant improvement. Most houses there didn’t even have a washroom; residents had to rely on public facilities outdoors.
Since she hadn’t boiled water in advance, Xia Er had to make do with the cold tap water to wash her hair and body.
By the time she dried her hair and stepped out of the bathroom, the chill had gradually faded, and warmth returned to her body.
Feeling the soothing warmth, Xia Er lightly tapped the table with the pen in her hand, opened an Old Ansu language dictionary, and began memorizing words while continuing her earlier thoughts.
How could she draw out the “Touch of Fate’s Betrayal” without harming Lucy and Opode, and without offending the organization behind them?
At this moment, it must be hovering in the air, observing its targets.
If one’s spiritual perception wasn’t high enough, they wouldn’t be able to see its shadowy form.
But it could see me.
I had to start from the fact that “it can see me.”
During the second simulation, when I sent a letter to Lucy and Opode, the content was detected by the “Touch of Fate’s Betrayal.”
In the last simulation, which was the third, the version of me in the simulation left a lot of information in Chinese, and the “Touch of Fate’s Betrayal” didn’t notice anything.
For a language it couldn’t understand, even if it couldn’t comprehend it, it wouldn’t interfere. This allowed Xia Er to communicate securely with herself.
Now, I had a grasp of some Old Ansu vocabulary. If I memorized a few more words, I could write down what I wanted to express directly.
The “Touch of Fate’s Betrayal” could understand Old Ansu, so it could be approached through the written word.
What could I use to force it out or lure it out?
Could I start with its memories?
Xia Er began to recall the dreams she had experienced in the Purple Mist space.
At least from the dreams I had encountered, for decades or even centuries between the blue and orange spheres, the “Touch of Fate’s Betrayal” had remained in the hands of its creator, that young woman.
The shadowy figure had previously mentioned the word “nature,” clearly indicating that it still retained memories from that period.
Xia Er picked up her pen, dipped it in ink, and began to sketch a few geometric shapes on the blank paper in front of her.
Xia Er wasn’t an artist; she merely used these abstract shapes to aid her memory—like where the eyes were, where the nose might be, and where the mouth could be.
Gradually, an abstract face began to take shape before her.
The face in Xia Er’s mind slowly aligned with the abstract geometric form in front of her, deepening her impression significantly.
I can…
And the clothes…
Using the same geometric approach, Xia Er sketched the general style of the long robe—red with golden edges, opulent and imposing.
She couldn’t remember every detail, but she knew the general color scheme and the designs of a few prominent emblems.
After expressing these elements with triangles and circles, she stepped back a few paces to look at her work.
It could… be at least ninety percent similar.
Xia Er’s plan was quite simple.
She intended for the version of herself in the simulation to seek out the best tailor, regardless of cost, to create this dress.
Then… she would log in as the “Coroner” using her saved profile and, with up to ten corpses, completely stitch together the woman from her memories, dressing her in this outfit…
Yes.
She aimed to stitch together the creator of the “Touch of Fate’s Betrayal,” who had existed several epochs ago, in this current era.
The stitched being would carry her essence and power, the “natural” force the shadowy figure had mentioned.
It should resemble the creator in her memories by at least eighty percent.
Given the shadow’s own hazy memories and mental instability, once this being was created, it might appear to it as a perfect match.
Not only that.
Xia Er quickly began marking the paper with pinyin, writing several paragraphs.
These were words she had heard in her dreams.
Though she didn’t understand their meanings, her talent from 【Linguistics Lv.3】 allowed her to perfectly note the standard pronunciations of these words—even if she had never heard or studied them before.
Especially the cry from the orange dream, the one that allowed the “Touch of Fate’s Betrayal” to escape just before its creator died, was marked with particular emphasis.
This appearance, this clothing, combined with that cry…
Could it attract the mentally unstable sealed object?
Or would it drive its mind to the brink of collapse?
Xia Er didn’t know.
Fortunately, she could verify all of this in the simulation.
The next simulation plan had already formed in Xia Er’s mind.
Though it felt a bit like a gamble, she believed this idea was worth trying with 10 fate points.
She didn’t think it would be cruel to the mentally unstable sealed object; if she had to consider its feelings, who would consider Xia Er’s safety?
The world of the extraordinary was inherently brutal; it was either you or me, leaving no room for a saintly attitude.
Xia Er’s gaze sharpened, and a silver light flashed before her; the “Endless Manual of Forgetting” appeared on her desk.
She opened a page and began to write in Chinese.
【Have Aivina introduce a good tailor, sell the “Coroner” potion, and create this outfit without regard for cost; the design is in the notebook.】
【In the remaining time, you need to find the source of the corpses, preferably adult females around 1.7 meters tall.】
【Two forms need to be made: one with short white hair for the elderly, retaining some blonde, and another with long golden hair for the younger version, with blue pupils typical of Ansu people.】
【The source of the corpses should ideally not be investigated; everything must be feasible in reality.】
【Remember, in the simulation, do not use the “Coroner” ability for stitching; let me handle that.】
With that, Xia Er put down her pen.
With a flash of silver light, the manual returned to the system’s repository.
For the version of herself in the simulation, the task ended here. It wasn’t a difficult job, but achieving perfection would indeed require considerable effort.
And Xia Er had more important matters to think about and prepare.
That was, if she drew out the “Touch of Fate’s Betrayal,” how would she go about capturing it?
How to control it? Once controlled, how would she extract the “Uniqueness”?
These two questions seemed simple, but they were the crucial steps.
If these two steps weren’t done well, everything she had done before would be in vain.
As for the initial thought, Xia Er felt that the task of capturing could be entrusted to Xiao Zuo.
Although the “Touch of Fate’s Betrayal” was incredibly fast—so fast that she couldn’t react—if she summoned Xiao Zuo in advance, Xia Er didn’t believe Xiao Zuo would be outpaced.
This was a contest of speed, and Xia Er was placing her bets on Xiao Zuo.
As for the extraordinary person’s fingers… that was easy to resolve; she just needed to transform and remove her fingers from the saved profile. After all, injuries wouldn’t be saved.
It would only cost 5 fate points.
As for how to extract the “Uniqueness” after capturing it?
This left Xia Er deep in thought.
First, she didn’t know if the sealed object could be destroyed, nor did she know what would happen if it were destroyed, and she had no idea how to handle the “Uniqueness” once it was extracted.
Dealing with the “Uniqueness” was also quite critical.
Even her own fate changes could be detected by the “Touch of Fate’s Betrayal.” Xia Er didn’t believe that this seemingly powerful “Uniqueness” wouldn’t be monitored by some individual or organization if it were to manifest in the world.
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