Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 562 Are you really him?
A single room that was temporarily vacated.

It's less like a meeting room and more like an interrogation room.

To make this feeling less noticeable, they even replaced the square table with a round one.

The chivalrous Mo Yu, dressed in a black Taoist robe, sat quietly in a chair.

Even though he has now mastered his skills and the heat he emits has shifted from external to internal.

But the eternal and timeless true meaning of the Great Sun emanating from him still ignites a burning passion in people's spirits.

To lower his guard, two women sat on the other side of the round table.

One of them was even an 'acquaintance' of his—Qilin.

The other blonde woman, dressed in a white senior military officer's uniform and with a relaxed smile on her lips, is Lianfeng, who has both a military background and a background at the Super God Academy.

Although Lianfeng tried to ease the tension, Qilin's words instantly shattered all her efforts.

"Name."

Her voice was devoid of any warmth, chillingly cold.

Lianfeng's lips twitched almost imperceptibly, and she suddenly felt a pang of regret for involving the emotionally unstable Qilin in this crucial encounter.

However, to her surprise, the powerful man opposite her did not seem to be angered by this. On the contrary, he seemed to be very cooperative, even... with a hint of helpless indulgence.

"Mo Yu. Male, 25 years old, from Juxia City, working at Juxia City Police Department, police officer, badge number xxxxxx, ID number..."

Qi Lin was taken aback by the series of answers from the chivalrous Mo Yu.

For a fleeting moment, she was inexplicably reminded of the scene when the two first met a few years ago.

That day, in this same serious office, the bureau assigned her to mentor this junior who had just graduated from police academy.

Whether it was his tone of voice, his calm demeanor, or even his unintentional, subtle movements, everything about him was exactly the same as the familiar Mo Yu from the depths of her memory, a perfect match.

However, when Qilin came to her senses from this brief moment of distraction, an even more intense surge of sorrow and anger welled up from the bottom of her heart!

Her nose suddenly stung, and she almost roared through clenched teeth:
"He...is already dead! I don't care who you are, please stop making such a cruel joke about a dead person!"

Mo Yu, one of the heroes, felt somewhat helpless.

Even now, Qilin doesn't believe that he is who he is.

However, this is understandable.

After all, the person died right in front of her, the body lying at her feet.

He then appeared with the exact same face, claiming, "I'm not actually dead," and even "stole" the corpse from the ground.

This whole operation, no matter who it was, would make them feel that the other party was using the cruelest method to mock and toy with their grief over losing a comrade.

"Sigh... Although I really didn't lie to you."

Qunxia Moyu sighed and began to ramble on about some trivial matters, "I even remember the exact time your period comes every month, and how you would insist on secretly eating ice cream even when it was already on, only to be caught red-handed by Weilan, and still stubbornly deny it and frame me for eating it, which ended up causing you to have stomach aches several times, and adding unnecessary workload to my workload, etc..."

Memories flashed clearly through my mind.

The fusion of true spirits and the use of the Dao Heart Demon Planting Technique to simply go through a cycle of memories from a first-person perspective are completely different concepts.

This is a true, essential fusion of the self.

He is not simply "Hero Mo Yu" or "Super God Mo Yu" as one individual, but a completely new being born from the fusion of the two.

For example, given Mo Yu's character as a seeker of the Dao, he would never intentionally get involved in karma or provoke Qi Lin's nerves.

But when he faced Qi Lin, the part of his true spirit that belonged to "Super God Mo Yu" was instantly awakened.

It made him unconsciously do something that was consistent with his personality.

Qi Lin stared at him blankly, completely stunned.

Like, so similar.

Whether it's the tone of his complaint now, or the playful glint in his eyes when he mentions those embarrassing moments, it's exactly the same as the person I remember.

If it weren't for the extraordinary aura emanating from the man before her, as dazzling as the sun, she would have completely confused him with the Mo Yu she remembered.

However, it was precisely because of this "likeness" that, when she came to her senses, an extreme anger at being repeatedly teased and manipulated completely overwhelmed her reason!
"Oh!"

She slammed her hand on the table and stood up abruptly.

The teacup on the table was jolted high into the air, spilling scalding tea and leaving a messy water stain on the table.

Qi Lin's cheeks flushed red with anger, and her beautiful eyes were filled with bloodshot veins of humiliation.

She glared at Mo Yu, her question almost bursting forth, but it was firmly suppressed by the shackles of "discipline" in her heart.

"Huh...huh..."

She exhaled a deep breath, abruptly turned her head away, refusing to look at Mo Yu again, and pleaded with Lian Feng:
"Sir, I'm sorry, I request to recuse myself!"

"Feel sorry."

Mo Yu, a chivalrous man, rubbed his throbbing forehead. The fusion of the true spirit was more troublesome than he had imagined.

However, this is also a good thing for him, as it makes up for a major flaw in his personality and may allow him to go further.

He casually tapped the table, and the overturned teacup automatically righted itself, the spilled water evaporating cleanly.

"Although I did not lie, I really am him, and I did not read his memories to deliberately tease you."

"However, I still need to apologize to you first, no matter what."

Lianfeng immediately realized Qilin's special status in his eyes, which was an excellent breakthrough point.

She reached out and gently tugged at Qi Lin's skirt under the table, gesturing for her to sit down again.

Although Qi Lin still wanted to leave this suffocating place immediately, Lian Feng had spoken very harshly when he came to her with the documents, even raising the issue to the level of national survival and the safety of the people.

Even though she was furious and felt wronged, Qi Lin gritted her teeth and reluctantly sat back down.

However, she turned her head to the side and refused to look at him again.

Lianfeng picked up the teapot and skillfully refilled the three people's teacups with water, easing the atmosphere: "Mr. Moyu, you don't seem to be in a good state right now."

“If needed, we can arrange accommodation for you first, and after you have rested for one night, we can continue our conversation today.”

She naturally wanted to take advantage of the other party's obviously "strange" state to extract as much valuable information as possible.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have specifically brought Qilin over at this time.

However, things can be done this way, but words must never be said this way.

The chivalrous Mo Yu didn't touch the newly poured tea, but instead continued rubbing his temples, seemingly trying to sort out the chaotic emotions in his mind:
"I don't know if you believe in concepts like 'parallel universes' and 'otherworldly counterparts'."

Lianfeng's eyes lit up, and she immediately showed an expression of extreme interest. She leaned forward slightly, adopting a "I believe you, please continue" posture, guiding Moyu to reveal more information.

Meanwhile, the conversation in her ear's miniature communication device had already been synchronized to the combat command center.

Upon hearing this concept, the command center immediately erupted in excitement, and Dukao promptly ordered the mobilization of top experts from the military who specialized in related theoretical physics.

Furthermore, several psychological profilers are creating a profile of him based on his every word and every micro-expression.

For them, the thing they fear least is the other party fabricating stories.

Instead, the other party said nothing, leaving them with no information to analyze.

Mo Yu, a member of the group of heroes, was naturally well aware of this.

With a sweep of his divine sense, he could see that no corner or slightest fluctuation in the small room could escape his notice.

However, he truly meant no harm.

His desire to connect with the world's super god academy made the military, with whom he had deep cooperation, the best entry point.

"I am indeed Mo Yu."

He emphasized it again, his gaze fixed on Qi Lin's stubborn profile.

"However, I come from another world. A world... still in the late Yuan Dynasty, a land of China. I am a third-generation disciple of the Wudang Sect in that world."

“In my world, there exists a power called ‘Martial Arts.’ If one cultivates it to its ultimate level, one can reach the Void Shattering Realm.”

As he spoke, the hero Mo Yu spread out his five fingers, and a ball of golden-red flame ignited out of thin air.

Lianfeng looked at the ball of flame with curiosity, subconsciously trying to analyze its data.

But she soon discovered that the flame seemed to have some kind of magic; it was not scorching hot, but instead emitted a warm light like the winter sun.

The light, simply shining on her, quickly erased the tension and fatigue in her heart, and even made her feel an irresistible urge to get close to and worship it.

Upon realizing her unusual emotional fluctuations, she felt a sudden tightness in her chest, and a strong sense of vigilance flashed in her eyes.

"Don't be nervous. I didn't do anything to control you with my mental power or anything like that."

Mo Yu, a member of the group, waved his hand to dispel the flames in his palm, then looked at Qi Lin, whose complexion had improved considerably: "Because I possess something called 'Destiny,' and I have also practiced a lot of the Emperor's martial arts, and once used my own martial power to help Han Lin'er drive out the Yuan Mongols and establish the Han Song regime."

"So, even though I don't want it myself, with the worship of the people and the blessing of the nation's fortune, I have still been somewhat tainted by the aura of the emperor."

He calmly and casually said, "If I really wanted to control your minds, I would use methods like the 'Soul-Capturing Technique' or the 'Heavenly Demon Technique'."

'So you really do have mind control abilities!' Lianfeng's lips twitched, and she became even more wary.

Meanwhile, under the warm firelight, Qi Lin's anxiety, anger, fear, and other negative emotions, as well as her physical exhaustion, were all swept away.

Her emotions have returned to their usual calm and stable state, instead of being as easily out of control as they were just now.

After calming down, she reviewed her memories.

Aside from taking Mo Yu's body, this person in front of them hadn't done anything to harm them.

He even rescued her from a sniper attack and subdued the blue and white mech that carried out the terrorist attack.

"Feel sorry."

Qi Lin took a deep breath, stood up, and bowed solemnly to Mo Yu. "Before, I had a problem with my emotions. Also... thank you for saving me."

She poured out the tea that had gone cold, picked up an unopened bottle of Moutai from the table, unscrewed the cap, and poured herself three full cups.

Then, to Lianfeng's astonishment, she tilted her head back and drank all three cups in one go.

"Cough...cough..."

The pungent liquor burned her throat like flames.

She wasn't much of a drinker to begin with, and she drank so quickly that her fair cheeks visibly flushed with a beautiful blush.

“I…I shouldn’t have questioned you.”

Qi Lin put down her wine glass, shook her slightly dizzy head, and began to feel a little dazed. "But, Mo Yu is my comrade-in-arms, my partner, and also my best... male friend."

"He's just an ordinary, somewhat passionate, and somewhat idealistic police officer. He doesn't have any special background or identity. With your strength and ability, if you just want a local identity in China, there's absolutely no need for you to lower yourself to get involved with him in any way."

"Shenzhou is inclusive enough. It can even accept immigrants from the Deno Galaxy and the Super God Academy. Naturally, it will not reject you in any way just because you are an alien or from another world."

"so……"

Qi Lin gazed deeply, deeply into Mo Yu's eyes, which were exactly the same as in her memory. Her eyes, brimming with alcohol and tears, were filled with pleading, and her lips trembled slightly.

"Are you... really him?"

"...Mo Yu".

(End of this chapter)