My avatar is becoming the final boss

Chapter 377 Integration, New Guests, Location of the Base (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Ji Minghuan looked at the restricted-level 1001 from afar.

The entire corridor of memories is collapsing at a visible speed.

Cracks appeared in the ceiling tiles, which shattered downwards one by one. The memory curtains on both sides of the corridor snapped open with a "crack," pouring out like shards of glass and raining into the interior of the corridor.

The fragments accumulated deeper and deeper, eventually almost submerging Ji Minghuan's and R-rated 1001's trouser legs.

In the very end, just as the entire corridor of memories collapsed, Ji Minghuan looked up and suddenly saw something astonishing.

The restricted level 1001's spiritual entity transformed into a fluorescent light, weaving through those fragmented memories, and like a falcon, it burrowed into his forehead and merged into his body.

It felt like someone had shot him in the forehead; his eyelids twitched, and he immediately fainted.

After a while, when Ji Minghuan opened his eyes from the darkness, he found himself lying motionless on the bed in the prison cell.

Turning my head, I saw that everything around me was dark and quiet, as if no one had been there.

In the darkness, the positions of the tables and chairs remained unchanged, only the television screen was still flashing black and white static and making a crackling sound—Ji Minghuan liked to sleep with the television on, saying that a little noise was more conducive to falling asleep, and the people in the base did not stop him.

"It seems 1001 was right. Everything that just happened occurred in my mind. Otherwise... even if the restricted-level 1001 really stopped time, the change in the position of the tables and chairs, and the change in my position, would have been noticed by the mentor and the experimenter, right?"

Thinking of this, Ji Minghuan's pupils contracted slightly.

Suddenly, a vast and complex flood of memories surged into his mind, like a torrential downpour crashing down on him. The unexpected loneliness and fear made him shiver slightly.

Fortunately, those memories quickly returned along the same path, like rainwater flowing back into the sky and shrinking into the dark clouds, thus pulling Ji Minghuan out of the drowning experience.

Immediately afterwards, those memories were transformed into thousands upon thousands of books, which were then forcibly confined to a library.

With a loud "bang!", the door to the Library of the Mind slammed shut.

The whole world is quiet.

Ji Minghuan lay on the pillow, staring blankly at the dark ceiling for a while. He wasn't in a hurry to go back to the library to look up the memories of restricted-level 1001, after all, that was more than a hundred years old.

He rubbed his throbbing head, let out a long sigh, then threw back the covers, got out of bed, looked up, and muttered to the penguin-shaped broadcast device:
"Working girl, did you hear me? I want to go to the amusement park, let me out."

"Who are you calling a working girl? Don't you have any manners?" A moment later, Keojiena's cold voice came from the broadcasting equipment, her tone unfriendly.

"Otherwise what? Call you a woman off work?" Ji Minghuan said disdainfully, got out of bed, and walked towards the metal door in the dark.

Upon hearing this, Keojie yawned, her tone softening as she returned to her usual languid demeanor, "Even a woman who works off-duty is better than a woman who works part-time, that sounds a bit more auspicious... I'm warning you, don't cross my line again. I'm just an employee, not the boss. When I need to go crazy, I really can go crazy."

"Then I should provoke you even more, you working girl, working girl, working girl, can you force you to take off my collar?"

“If you keep saying that, I’m going to shoot your girlfriend,” Keojiena said coldly.

"Keojiena, I'm right next to you," the instructor's voice came through.

"Did you hear that? Your mentor is right next to you," Ji Minghuan chuckled.

"Just you wait, brat..."

As soon as Keojiena finished speaking, the lights in the detention room turned on one by one.

Ji Minghuan stopped in front of the metal gate. "Alright, from now on I'll call you 'Retired Woman,' doesn't that sound more auspicious?"

"Okay, go to the amusement park."

As Koojena finished speaking lazily, the metal door at the entrance to the prison cell swung open with a loud bang.

Ji Minghuan looked up and saw the experimenters, wearing heavy protective suits and disinfectant masks, already standing outside the door waiting. The bright white light cast a border around their backs.

He glanced at them, then closed his eyes and walked into the brightly lit corridor.

Ji Minghuan followed the experimenters forward, feeling a cool sensation on his feet. Kong Youling and Shang Xiaochi were still waiting for him in the children's playground.

As he walked forward, he split his consciousness, sank down, and finally arrived inside the mental library.

As dusk fell, the setting sun turned crimson, its blood-red afterglow slanting through the windows into the library's interior. The evening breeze rustled the pages of the books.

Ji Minghuan opened her eyes and stood in the very center of the library.

Turning around, I couldn't find any new inhabitants in the spiritual world, only the enormous red dragon.

As always, Red Dragon Wales was lounging in the corner by the window, wearing his reading glasses and enjoying afternoon tea.

"Grandpa Long, where is he?" Ji Minghuan asked. "Why haven't I seen him? Could it be that he really merged with me?" As he spoke, he touched his body. "But why can't I feel anything?"

"Look up," the red-headed dragon said without even raising its head.

"look up?"

Ji Minghuan raised an eyebrow and silently looked up, only to find that five figures were hanging from the ceiling by ropes. They were Black Chrysalis, Chess Player, Dark Shark, Nian Beast, and... an unfamiliar figure.

Upon closer inspection, it was a young man wearing a white cloak and with a white veil covering his face.

Ji Minghuan's four mechs were all hanging upright from the ceiling. Only the restricted-class 1001 was still alive, and its legs were tied with ropes, so it was hanging upside down in mid-air, looking out of place with the four corpses next to it.

At this very moment, Restricted Level 1001 is quietly flipping through a memory book. The book records Ji Minghuan and Kong Youling's past in the orphanage.

"Come on, how did you end up hanging here too?" Ji Minghuan asked, looking up at the restricted-level 1001 hanging upside down from the ceiling, unable to suppress a slight chuckle as he puffed out his cheeks.

"Otherwise?" Rated 1001 asked expressionlessly. "Where do you think I would be?"

"Wow, I thought we would just merge into one," Ji Minghuan said.

"No... your power repels me and temporarily separates me. This is the mental defense capability of a restricted level," said Restricted Level 1001. "But it won't affect the final outcome. In the future, we will most likely get closer and closer. At that time, I will completely disappear, merge with you, and become a part of your main personality."

"I see. So you're now one of my personalities, not an outsider like Grandpa Red Dragon," Ji Minghuan said casually.

Restricted Level 1001 nods.

If that weren't the case, then 1001 wouldn't need to be suspended in the air; instead, it could comfortably lounge in a corner of the library like Red Dragon Wales, enjoying afternoon tea and reading.

However, if those personalities on the ceiling were to fall down one day, chaos would ensue. This would mean that Ji Minghuan's dominant personality would be in jeopardy, but such a scenario is highly unlikely.

For some reason, Ji Minghuan felt very calm now, and the previous agitation gradually faded away. This seemed to be because his spirit had merged with part of 1001.

He knew in his heart that once he and the restricted-level 1001 were fully integrated, his mental stability would increase, and he would no longer have to worry about collapsing from controlling five bodies.

After all, Restricted 1001 has lived numbly for a hundred years and has seen all kinds of storms. In terms of "emotional stability", he may be ranked number one on the entire planet.

Suddenly, Red Dragon Wales said without looking up, "I'm not an outsider either, I'm just here to stay."

"Alright, alright, it's good that you know you're just staying here temporarily. Those staying temporarily are not allowed to speak."

As he spoke, Ji Minghuan turned his head nonchalantly and looked at the newly acquired books in the library. The memories of restricted-level 1001 almost filled several bookshelves.

"Can I put you down?" Ji Minghuan asked the restricted-level 1001.

“No,” Restricted Level 1001 interrupted. “I’m fine as I am, don’t worry about me.”

"Oh."

Ji Minghuan nodded and turned to look at Kong Youling's doll, which had been lying in the corner.

The rag doll has disappeared. It was originally a monitoring device set up by the restricted-level 1001, and also the switch that allowed Ji Minghuan to enter the mental illusion.

Now, it has lost its meaning.

The original body of Limit 1001 has most likely dissipated, leaving only a spiritual entity remaining here, barely clinging to life.

Thinking of how someone who had destroyed the world had ended up in such a wretched state, Ji Minghuan couldn't help but shrug.

"Oh right, you should know where the Salvation Society's base is, right?" Ji Minghuan asked.

“The Hofs Glacier, underground in the north,” said Restricted Class 1001. “I don’t know the exact location, but if you observe it there for a while, you’ll be able to see some clues.”

"This is a huge help. It saved me the trouble of searching everywhere. I was worried that by the time I found their base, it would be too late." Ji Minghuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're welcome."

"What are you talking about? Who was the one who got me sent to the Salvation Society?"

"sorry."

Ji Minghuan's eyes twitched slightly, as if he were punching cotton.

He used to be the one to bully and tease elementary school students, but now he's the one being teased.

“Never mind…” he sighed. “So, in your timeline, did the mentor create that android?”

"Which android? The father of puppets?"

"Of course not, I'm talking about an artificial human created using our brother's genes."

“No, I didn’t even know I had a younger brother back then,” said R-rated1001 after a moment of silence.

“That’s troublesome. Just like how the mentor can turn into a corrupted adult, is my brother’s android something that can only appear in this timeline…” Ji Minghuan muttered. “Why don’t you apologize to me? You’ve dug so many holes for me.”

Do you want to see Kong Youling die?

"Do not want to."

“That’s right, I’m just helping you… You don’t understand how terrifying it is when you lose control. Your powers will take over… By the time you come to your senses, you’ll have already done something irreversible,” Restricted Level 1001 said slowly. “I’m actually very curious, do you have feelings for Su Ying and the others?” Ji Minghuan suddenly asked, looking up at him.

Restricted Level 1001 was silent for a moment, "They adopted me for a year, and at that time I had some feelings for them."

"Then why did you kill them?"

"My powers have gone out of control; it's not something I can control."

Ji Minghuan was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay, actually I'm quite curious. Why did they adopt you back then? Didn't they already have the Diaper Demon and the Electric Mouse Demon at home?"

"I don't know." Restricted Level 1001 shook his head. "It's not surprising that Su Ying would do anything crazy. If you've ever spent time with her, you'll understand. You can't use common sense to infer what she's done."

"It sounds like you still have feelings for her," Ji Minghuan said. "So, when you came to your senses and realized you had destroyed the world, what were you thinking?"

"Confused." Rated 1001 said expressionlessly, "That's all."

"Then... what is Kong Youling to you?" Ji Minghuan asked.

“Family,” the restricted-level 1001 blurted out, “The most important family.”

"Is it still like that now?" Ji Minghuan did some calculations. "Let me do the math. When you were thirteen, you traveled to 1910. Now it's 2020, which means you've lived for a total of one hundred and twenty-three years."

He paused. "You only knew her for four or five years. Then she died. Compared to that, it was really short-lived, wasn't it?"

Restricted Level 1001 remained silent for a long, long time before softly saying, "You're right. For me, after a hundred years, I really don't have any obsession with her anymore."

"So what exactly are you busy with?"

"All I want is for you not to repeat my mistakes... I don't want to see a second version of myself appear, because only after experiencing it do you know how lonely and confused you have been over the past hundred years, that's all."

"Please, this sounds so heavy, let me catch my breath." Ji Minghuan clutched her chest and took a deep breath.

"There's no need for me to influence you. Just continue with what you're planning."

"Never mind..." Ji Minghuan slumped down and sat on the library floor. "What about the White Raven Brigade? What happened to the White Raven Brigade in the previous timeline?"

“The White Raven Brigade?” Restricted Level 1001 replied, “I have some impression of them… Back when I was busy fighting against the Little Garden, Rainbow Wing, Lake Hunter, and Salvation Society, their leader led them away from Earth, I think in a rocket, but I don’t remember clearly.”

"As expected of them, they got away really fast," Ji Minghuan chuckled. "The rocket was probably stolen, or hacked by some little hacker kid, right?"

“I don’t know them, and I have no interest in them,” said Restricted 1001. “Unlike you, my machine was in its liberated form from the beginning, so it doesn’t need a background or a mission, and naturally it has no connection with the White Raven Brigade.”

He turned the pages, paused for a moment, and continued, "I don't recommend that you develop any feelings for the Brigade members. Your relationship will naturally fall apart after you kill the Ripper."

"Oh, speaking of this... do you think the Bloodline will come with me after I betray them?"

“Yes.” Restricted Level 1001 was silent for a moment before speaking, “As long as you say the name ‘Theresia,’ she will definitely go with you. No one else in the world knows this name.”

"That's true, she truly lives up to her reputation as the devoted and persistent old woman," Ji Minghuan thought to herself.

Where is Bai Tanlang?

Restricted Level 1001 rested his chin on his hand and thought for a while: "You can try to get information out of Philio and find out some things that only he and the White Wolf father and son know. Then, when you confront the White Wolf, he will definitely go with you."

"Oh, so what do you think..." Ji Minghuan paused, "...would the young lady come with me if I betrayed her?"

“No.” Restricted Level 1001 said immediately, without the slightest hesitation.

"That's true... Never mind, I'll stop talking to you for now, I have other things to do."

Ji Minghuan spoke softly, opening his eyes from reality. At this moment, the experimenter had already led him into the elevator car.

The elevator doors closed and ascended, blocking out the bright light. The elevator car hummed as it rose and quickly stopped on the second floor.

As the gate slowly opened, the figures of five children in the park came into view.

They paused for a moment, glanced at Ji Minghuan at the same time, and then quickly looked away, as if each of them still remembered the words he had inadvertently uttered last time: "You should all just die."

Under the cold-colored ceiling, only Kong Youling remained motionless, staring at him.

She was sitting on the slide, lost in thought, holding her sketchbook, with crayons scattered haphazardly on the ground.

Ji Minghuan looked up at them silently, then walked into the children's playground and sat on the swing in the sand.

At this moment, the entire children's playground fell silent, with only the sound of Mario's fingers tapping the game console buttons and the melodious sound of Sun Changkong's somersault cloud flying back and forth.

The girl with long, dark red hair sat blankly at the top of the somersault cloud like a duck. She was at a loss for what to do, sometimes hugging her shoulders, sometimes spreading her hands out on the cloud.

Philo's ears drooped. He crouched at the top of the slide, hugging his knees and looking around, his tail swishing back and forth on the ground.

Shang Xiaochi was resting next to the water dispenser, holding a water cup, head down and not saying a word.

After a long while, only Kong Youling came over carrying her sketchbook, her footsteps breaking the silence. Finally, she hung her head and silently sat down on another swing.

Ji Minghuan turned his head slightly and glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. Suddenly, he recalled the scene he and R-rated 1001 had seen in the movie theater. At that time, the beam of the Star Summoner descended from the sky, and the white-haired girl and the bathroom turned into blood-red mist and dissipated.

"Are you alright?" After a moment of silence, Kong Youling wrote in her notebook and turned to him.

Ji Minghuan looked into her eyes, "I'm fine."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true." Ji Minghuan nodded. "Why do you all look so afraid of me? Am I some kind of really bad, corrupted elementary school student?"

"Because you said something strange," Kong Youling said. "Our mentor told us not to bother you for the time being."

"I already told you, I was dizzy at the time, and I could say anything normally," Ji Minghuan said, changing the subject, "Why were you writing? Didn't you regain your ability to speak?"

Kong Youling thought for a moment, then picked up a pencil and wrote one word at a time on the paper. Then she held up the notebook and said, "Because I'm afraid of making you angry."

He suddenly reached out and covered her pale, cold forehead, covering her eyebrows as well. Kong Youling tilted her head, and after a moment, lifted her red eyes from under Ji Minghuan's fingers.

Ji Minghuan watched her silently.

"What's wrong?" she asked after a while.

"It's nothing, just checking if you have a fever. Why would I be angry with you?" Ji Minghuan said. "I even suspect you've gone crazy from the fever."

"I don't have a fever."

Kong Youling shook her head, her snow-white hair swaying gently.

“Then don’t write anymore. Have you forgotten how those people bullied you in the orphanage?” Ji Minghuan said, then suddenly lowered her voice. “Now that you can speak, why would I be angry… I’m really happy.”

Kong Youling listened to him and put the notebook and pencil on the swing board.

Ji Minghuan withdrew his right hand, swung on the swing for a while, and then Philo, who was in the distance, suddenly sneezed.

"Our advisor said we should go out for a walk today," Kong Youling suddenly said.

Ji Minghuan was stunned.

He turned his head and asked, "When? Didn't you say I could go out in a few days?"

“He came over just now, before you arrived,” Kong Youling said.

"I get it. Anyway, he definitely won't let us go out to play as soon as I arrive." Ji Minghuan suddenly realized. "Then you guys go by yourselves. I'll stay in the amusement park by myself."

Just then, the instructor's voice suddenly came through the loudspeaker, "No, Ji Minghuan. You can go out and have some fun with them, get some fresh air. You haven't been behaving well lately."

"Really?"

"real."

"Okay, I hope you won't go back on your word."

As he spoke, Ji Minghuan looked up at the surveillance camera above his head. No sooner had he finished speaking than he immediately commanded the black pupa's restraint avatar to head to the northern part of the Hofs Glacier to stake out the location.

At this moment, in a world of ice and snow, the black pupa's restraints transformed into a color-changing form, traversing the azure glacier like a transparent snowflake.

It gripped the restraints and sped northwards along the Hofs Glacier. At the same time, it left a trail of restraint traps along its path, thus expanding its field of vision.

Inside the children's playground, Ji Minghuan thought to himself, "Is it because they know Black Chrysalis is dead that the mentor has lowered his guard?" Then he thought again, "No, it could also be a trap."

Even if it's a trap, Ji Minghuan will choose to play along if her mentor wants to see if they can find any clues.

After all, Black Pupa had already faked his death on the deserted island. The mentor might not know that Black Pupa was still alive, let alone be able to see through Black Pupa's stealth ability in its ultimate form.

Furthermore, Ji Minghuan could vaporize the restraints at any time, completing this reconnaissance mission without leaving a trace.

The announcement had just faded when the elevator doors suddenly opened, and the instructor's warm voice came from inside the elevator car.

“Let’s go then, Ji Minghuan, let’s go for a walk outside,” he said.

Ji Minghuan was taken aback and looked up at the elevator.

At this moment, only the mentor was inside the sedan chair. He slowly raised his eyes and met Ji Minghuan's gaze through the reflective lenses of his glasses.

"Okay, let's go."

After a moment of silence, Ji Minghuan spoke. He took Kong Youling's hand, got up from the swing, and walked step by step into the elevator, "Let me see what this Salvation Society base is all about."

(End of this chapter)