Upon arriving at the office, Colt unusually changed his position, taking the opportunity to sit at the death registration counter.

He calmly organized the registration terminals on the communication network equipment, but his fingers trembled slightly when no one was looking.

Whenever a medical center or police station sent the deceased's identification chips, he would secretly remove a few chips under the guise of checking the information, and at the same time delay the corresponding death registration process in the system.

When he returned from get off work, Moran would use mental magic to examine Colt's memories from the entire day as if flipping through a book.

When Moran discovered that the identity information intercepted that day still had no suitable recipient, he implanted a carefully crafted new memory into Colt's mind.

In Colt's memory, several ruthless gangsters came to pick up the goods, but they mocked him because they didn't have a satisfactory "product" and even threatened to cancel the cooperation.

The next morning, Colt arrived at his office with a slight headache.

That fabricated memory put him under immense pressure, so he quickly destroyed all the identity chips he had secretly kept yesterday and added a complete death registration to the system.

Then, as usual, a new round of "screening" began, with some of the newly delivered identity chips of the deceased being secretly intercepted and taken home.

This cycle continued for several days until one rainy night, when Moran finally found his ideal target in the chip that Colt had brought back.

Xina, who will turn fifteen in a week, is a registered orphan at the Third Welfare Home in the Old Town.

The girl in the file photo has dark brown curly hair and a slightly pale face, but her eyes are full of hope.

Yesterday, the girl, who was about to explore the dream world, was hit by an out-of-control freight truck on her way to rent a communication watch in the new urban area to look up information about the dream world online, and died on the spot.

Since no relatives have claimed the body, it remains in the morgue of the New City Central Hospital and will be cremated one week after the death registration is completed, according to procedure.

Moran's fingertips gently traced the identity chip stained with a little blood.

After confirming that Xina's social relationships were simple, she decisively removed the bloodstains from the chip and stuck it to the inside of her left wrist.

She used the Book of Cards to create a {Simulated Skin Magic Sticker Card}, a skin sticker that perfectly matched the surrounding skin tone, which was then affixed to the chip.

Even the finest textures blend perfectly with her natural skin, making it difficult for even professional medical scanners to detect any abnormalities.

Finally, Moran wove new memories for Colt.

The gang member took the chip with satisfaction and asked him to properly clean up the identity chip, and to come back next month for a new "goods".

Moran went to the hospital morgue that night and took away Xina's body.

Then, they found the medical staff who participated in the rescue one by one and used mental magic to carefully modify their memories of "death despite rescue efforts" to "the injured person woke up and left the hospital on their own".

Those modified memories blended seamlessly into the original memories.

The on-duty nurse remembered the girl struggling to pull out the IV line, the intern recalled that she stumbled and tripped at the door as she left, and even the security guard in the monitoring room "remembered" seeing a thin figure wrapped in a blood-stained coat disappear through the side door of the emergency room.

The clerk delivering the chip was tossing and turning in his apartment bed, feeling like he'd forgotten something important.

Moran's magic gently erased the part of his memory about the Sina chip.

The same thing happened at the orphanage. Moran saw in a nurse's memory that on the day of Xena's accident, she had contacted the orphanage director. Moran took control of the director, deleted the communication records, and then replaced the director's and the orphans' memories of the death notice with the memory that Xena survived the car accident, left the hospital, and never returned.

The records in the police station's electronic archives were also altered by the officers on duty, controlled by Moran. The car accident that resulted in death was changed to the perpetrator dying and the victim miraculously surviving.

As dusk fell again, Moran returned to Colt's apartment and went through his memories of the day.

The identity file system in my memory displayed Xina's profile page, with the latest modification record shimmering faintly.

The line “Injured in a car accident, discharged from the hospital after simple treatment” replaced the original death declaration. The system log showed that the modification time was 10:17 this morning, which looked like a normal file update.

After Moran confirmed that there were no problems, he altered all of Colt's memories related to the incident.

The anxiety of hoarding chips, the guilt of falsifying records, and the fear of dealing with gangsters were all gradually erased.

Instead, a completely new memory emerged.

Colt is currently implementing a job rotation system to demonstrate his diligence, and his personal presence at the death registration counter is simply to set an example for his subordinates.

He wouldn't remember that he had hidden more than a dozen identity chips of the deceased in his desk drawer, he wouldn't remember the gang members who visited him late at night, and he certainly wouldn't remember that a girl named Xena was "brought back to life" in his hands.

In the Citizen Management Center's system, "Xina" became an orphan who had just survived a car accident—a perfectly blank identity.

The next day at dawn, after Colt went to work, Moran also quietly left Colt's house.

She quietly appeared in a deserted alley on the edge of the old town, drank a shapeshifting potion, transformed into Xena, and headed towards the new town.

I went to the federal office in Canaan first. I rested my wrist on the machine at the door and the metal bar that blocked the door opened.

Moran went inside and queued up in front of the "Electronic Account Self-Service Inquiry Machine".

Thanks to the local human memories she had read during this time, she was as skilled as a proper native throughout the journey.

A few minutes later, looking at the "0" in her electronic account, she suddenly felt a little regretful.

Why not look for a different identity with some assets?
Now she's in a bind; she'll have to find a way to earn some money so she can rent a place to live in the new district.

She recalled what the director of the orphanage remembered: the children in the orphanage had to find their own way to make a living by the age of sixteen.

They usually choose to go to the dream world to find opportunities, sell the equipment and materials they obtain there, and the money they earn, to others in exchange for Federal Currency, so as to improve their lives in the real world.

Xina had originally planned the same thing.

Moran plans to visit the Dream World again on the night of Xina's 15th birthday, which is three days away.

After thinking for a moment, she decided to use the Book of Cards to make some magical materials from the dream world to sell for money, so that she could settle down in the new city area as Xina within three days.

That night, the elusive Moran made his move once more… (End of Chapter)

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