From the end of the world

Chapter 264 Epilogue
Of course, it makes sense to deliberately not bind to the extra fragments of the Divine Seal.

At this stage, the fate of the fragments of the Divine Seal in the hands of the chosen ones is entirely up to us; and if the Lord of the Divine Seal wants to complete his self-resurrection, he must completely repair the Divine Seal. The current situation is actually not in the interests of the Lord of the Divine Seal.

Zhu Shi and I have speculated in the past that the Lord of the Divine Seal is likely to have the means to forcibly recycle all the fragments of the Divine Seal in the final stage, and this means probably relies on the binding relationship between us and the fragments of the Divine Seal. And now it seems that the connection between us and the virtual world can also become a supplementary material.

In the past, when I came into contact with the fragment of the divine seal of Dr. Silver Mask, it automatically bound to me without any connection to my will. I think the same thing will happen to others. Shenzhao No. 6 must have noticed this, so when collecting the fragments of the divine seal after the second one, he would probably let his subordinates who had a connection with the fragments of the divine seal collect them.

This is a preventive measure to prevent the Lord of the Divine Seal from forcibly recovering the Divine Seal fragments in the future by using the connection between us. I have also thought about letting Ma Zao and Zhu Shi take a portion after getting the extra Divine Seal fragments. Even I can think of it. Under the same intelligence conditions, there is no reason that No. 6 Shen Zhao can't think of it.

"You were able to read the intention of my behavior so quickly, which shows that you are thinking from the same perspective as I am. It is just as I imagined. You are the enemy of the Lord of the Divine Seal, right, No. 3?" No. 6 Divine Photo said to me, "You are the person I want to invite the most. As long as you join me and hand over your method of invading the virtual world, I am willing to exchange three fragments of the Divine Seal."

"I've already stressed that I didn't use any special methods."

If I had to say, this method was Ma Zao's unlucky star physique, but I couldn't tell this to anyone else, especially not to Da Wu Chang. I knew exactly what the unlucky star physique meant to Da Wu Chang.

Number Six Shenzhao stared at me in silence, while Number Four Xuanming laughed strangely and said to Number Six Shenzhao: "Shenzhao, you dare to reveal to me that you have so many fragments of the divine seal. Aren't you afraid that I will sneak into your house?"

"Come here if you have the guts, Xuanming, I will kill you." Shenzhao No. 6 said murderously.

Hearing that he could easily take out three fragments of the Divine Seal, No. 1 thought for a moment, and then asked the Lord of the Divine Seal: "Lord of the Divine Seal, how many fragments of the Divine Seal are there in total? How many do we need to collect to be considered a limit?"

“The total number of fragments of the Divine Seal is not fixed. It will change due to different observation time and observation methods. I have controlled it within the range of twenty-one to thirty-five pieces. When you have collected them all, I will declare it over.” The Lord of the Divine Seal replied.

"Indefinite quantity" is a really incredible statement, but since it happened to the divine artifact, the Seal of God, then I can accept it.

I calculated in my mind, assuming that the existing fragments of the Divine Seal are the minimum number of "twenty-one", minus the seven fragments of the Divine Seal corresponding to the seven chosen ones, the two that No. 5 and I traded before, the one from No. 4 Xuanming and the three from No. 6 Shenzhao (of course, I am sure they have more), and the one from Fufeng Base, the remaining fragments of the Divine Seal that are still missing are at most seven.

If the maximum number is "thirty-five", then twenty-one pieces must still be found. It sounds like there are still a lot, but if we take into account the more fragments of the divine seal that No. 4 Xuanming and No. 6 Shenzhao may have, the fragments of the divine seal that Ying Lingyun has, and the fragments of the divine seal that other great impermanence may have collected... the truly missing "ownerless divine seal fragments" are likely to account for only a minority.

And if we calculate based on the middle number of "twenty-eight pieces", there may no longer be any so-called "ownerless fragments of the divine seal", and the number of divine seal fragments that are not in the hands of us chosen ones may be only in the single digits.

It seemed that the competition for fragments had already reached a late stage without anyone noticing, and the person in the lead was Shenzhao No. 6, who seemed to have no regard for the opportunity to make a wish.

But I feel that this matter will not end so easily. Apart from other things, there may be more than one fragment of the God Seal that flew to the Doomsday Era. Those are fragments of the God Seal that only No. 2 Xiaowan, who is in the Doomsday Era, has the opportunity to collect. However, No. 2 Xiaowan's strength is limited. Her ability to resist danger is not good at all. In the land of Doomsday, it is simply too much to ask her to collect the fragments of the God Seal whose whereabouts are unknown.

As long as she doesn't collect them, the seal can't be repaired, and the competition for fragments can't come to an end. How does the Lord of the Seal plan to deal with this problem?
Everyone seemed to be immersed in their own thoughts. Some seemed to be thinking about the remaining fragments of the God Seal, and some seemed to be thinking about the enticement of No. 6 God Zhao. Among all the people with different emotions, I noticed that No. 7 was still leisurely. She sat on the rock chair bored and didn't say a word from beginning to end, like a bystander watching the fire from the other side of the river.

The virtual world fell into silence. No one continued to communicate, and no one wanted to propose a deal.

I had a feeling that this virtual gathering was about to end, so I looked at Little Bowl No. 2 again—at this smart and world-weary little girl who valued others more than herself.

In her, I saw some shadows of my past self.

After leaving the virtual world, she will return to the depressing, terrifying and dangerous doomsday land again.

I want to save her.

But what can I do for her now?

"Mr. Three?" she asked.

"Xiaowan, do you remember the amnesia I mentioned to you before?" I said.

"I remember. You suspected that Sister Ma Zao and I were amnesiacs from the peacetime era, and our souls traveled to the apocalyptic era. We forgot our past and thought we were the natives of the apocalyptic era... Even Sister Ma Zao had such a suspicion, but you didn't find me on the list of amnesiacs." she said.

"Yes, but I still don't intend to completely give up this hypothesis. Maybe you really are a person with amnesia, but we just haven't found you yet. I want to try again." I said.

She did not deny my idea, but followed my words: "So, Mr. No. 3, how are you going to try?" "I want to know your memory of the past." I said, "I know very well that you have forgotten those things, but, are there still some fragments left?

"I once had a friend who I didn't know very well say that no matter how objective knowledge is, people can only process and digest it from their own subjective perspective, and will add their own subjective color to the knowledge. Although your event memories will be forgotten under the cleansing of madness, your skill memories will still remain. And the relationship between event memories and skill memories should not be completely clear-cut."

Some people learn knowledge from books, while others learn knowledge through practice. The latter's knowledge is based on interaction with the outside world. The results of this interaction remain in the mind, both as skill memory and event memory. Even if the attributes of the event fade, since the skill memory still remains, the event memory part as the root should not have been completely deleted.

Humans are not born with the ability to speak and have social common sense. These are formed through interaction with the outside world. Since the second bowl has not forgotten language and common sense, there should still be some fragments of past memories left in it.

"Fragments..." she muttered to herself.

"Anything will do. An image, a sound, a smell, even just a vague impression," I said.

She seemed to be trying to squeeze out her brain juice, thinking intently. After a moment, she said, "...I don't know if this can be a clue. I don't even know if this is my real memory or an impression fabricated by my imagination..."

"Well, tell me about it," I said.

"I seemed to have a mother before," she said.

"Mom?" I asked.

"I can no longer remember my mother's face or name, nor do I know when I was separated from her. I only remember that it seemed like... there might have been such an incident..." She said absentmindedly, "When I was a child, I seemed to have had many dolls, but then something happened and I decided to abandon all of them... and my mother picked up all the dolls I had abandoned and carefully stored them in a white box."

"Mom, doll, white box..." I wrote it down, "Anything else?"

“…No more.” She said apologetically, “I’m sorry, this is all I can remember.”

"It's ok."

I have no idea how to use this information as clues to find her real-world identity.

Although I didn't say this out loud, she was so good at reading people's expressions, and she probably saw it. I could only try to change the subject, and at this time, I found that the gray fog around me was getting thicker.

This is the signal for the end.

The virtual world party is finally coming to an end.

Finally, I remembered something that might be very important.

"By the way, you said before that we don't really know each other yet. I don't think I have ever told you my real name." I said.

Hearing this, her voice became somewhat expectant: "Yes, Mr. Three."

"My name is Zhuang Cheng," I said, "I hope to see you again next time."

"Well, see you next time, Brother Zhuang Cheng."

She responded to my goodbye with a slight smile.

The thick fog blocked everything like a curtain.

The dream is over.

(End of this chapter)