Watching the anime from Madoka Magica and writing the rules

(I can go back now)

Chapter 332 Leaving Hope's Peak

Is this the Impossible Man? I don't feel much has changed.

Zhixing calmed the impulse in his heart, quietly waiting for the option to go back to disappear, while looking around at the eyes of the people around him.

Although everyone's attention was attracted by Laozi's actions, no one looked at the flying white hair of the [Disciplinary Officer].

Is it because I just came back from the cognitive world, so with the perspective of the cognitive world, I see the other person's shadow?

Zhixing looked at Ishimaru Seitaxia, whose hair was still white, and shook his head.

Well, other people turn a blind eye to it, and they are not witches or cognitive perspectives, and my talent is something dispensable, so there is only one possibility.

The three wishes Kamizuru said might be true.

The wish-granter Kamizuru Izuru himself, a super high school level with talent, and an impossible person who did the impossible.

It is not when the crime occurs like in Conan, nor when the story ends after the murderer is executed, but when someone does the impossible because of the sacrifices of these people.

Zhixing felt that the impulse in his heart had disappeared, but he still stayed for a while out of worry and looked at the laptop computer that had become the focus of everyone again after his classmate Laozi left.

"Impossible? What's the standard for defining it?"

He had clearly performed beyond expectations and completed what should have been an impossible deal, but it was not recognized.

Zhixing stretched out his hand and waved at the computer to indicate his departure.

The [Programmer] in the computer also waved his hands synchronously and said goodbye to the paper bank.

Such an abrupt action immediately made several observant people notice the abnormality, and they looked in the direction of the [Programmer]'s greeting.

But the only thing that could be seen was the back of the paper line disappearing halfway, and then there was no trace of it.

Grabbing a bicycle, Zhi Xing slowly moved away from Hope's Peak Academy.

Zhixing looked back at the academy, but did not see any figures on the 4th floor, nor did he see any signs of the machine guns on high alert aiming at him.

"Ding ding ding~Bang"

The bicycle he picked up flew into the sky, then fell heavily to the ground, completely unable to move.

Zhi Xing only waited for a few seconds before returning to reality from the impression space.

"Oh, this is really troublesome. If I want to spread the Witch's Kiss here, I still need to use the means of transportation in the cognitive world?"

I was clearly planning to go back to find Kamizuru and spread the Witch's Kiss to see if it would be of any help to the witch.

However, although the witch has an overwhelming advantage over these desperate groups, this was already known when Zhixing went to find the [Chef]. Just getting close to them would induce the witch's kiss, causing them to collapse on their own.

However, this method cannot avoid automated machinery and pre-laid mines.

"Fortunately, I was prepared. Alas, it seems I can only walk back."

Looking at the wreckage of the bicycle that could no longer be used, Zhixing reluctantly returned to the witch's barrier and began to move towards Kamizuru Deru.

"Shinzuo Chuliu is still too far away from this academy, so if we want to meet the requirements for returning, we must start with this wisher."

After Zhixing moved forward in the direction they came from, he soon identified the square where he had first landed by the moonlight after the sun had set.

After standing there for a while, Zhixing didn't get any clues. He frowned and thought of a possibility.

So after exploring for a while according to my memory, I finally arrived at the elevator leading to the underground.

But the place I remembered is now a wall without any gaps.

Zhixing searched the wall tentatively for a while, but did not see the switch to open the elevator. He waited quietly for a while, and after confirming that Kamijou Izuru had no intention of coming out, he couldn't help but frowned.

"Am I in the wrong place, or is it gone?"

Zhixing turned around and looked at the view from inside to outside. It was basically the same path he took when he came out and looked at Hope's Peak Academy from afar. Then he turned around and looked at the wall over there.

"The elevator should only be on the first floor and the basement. If he's already left, then the elevator is most likely on the first floor. If he's still in the lab, I should be able to react and leave."

After confirming the situation, Zhixing came to the wall, took a deep breath, and activated [Wall Passage].

After taking a few steps as if walking on flat ground, Zhixing was ready to grab the long poles in the elevator shaft at any time.

But when his gaze returned to reality, Zhi Xing was still standing in the same place and did not come to the elevator shaft as he did in the past.

"Huh? What's going on? Did it go through the wall?"

Zhixing left the room and confirmed the thickness of the wall, confirming that this place was indeed a hidden space, thick enough to accommodate an elevator.

After calculating the distance of the entire wall thickness with his feet, Zhixing tried again.

One step, two steps, three steps, four steps

Crouch, squat, curl up, lie flat

Zhixing tried several methods, but still couldn't get into the elevator leading to the underground laboratory. After walking too far again and ending up outside the building, Zhixing returned to the elevator entrance, thinking:

"So, either the self-destruct program has been blocked, or... he saw the weakness of my [Wall-penetration] ability and deliberately arranged it so that there is no room for me on this side?"

The paper industry was in a bit of a dilemma.

After all, [Wall Penetration] can pass through any obstacle regardless of its material, so the iron wall of Hope's Peak Academy that even [Fighters] can't damage can't stop Paper Walker.

However, in the process of entering the witch's barrier, the surrounding scenery will be distorted. Zhi Xing can't even see what the original place looks like, and naturally he can't see through the wall and see the space inside the wall.

"Oh, no, no, this time I've really reached my limit."

Looking at the witch's figure in his sight, Zhixing sat on the ground and looked at the sunset outside.

"I didn't achieve my purpose of coming out to obtain the conditions, but I also learned the consequences of frequently using [Wall Passage]. It can be considered a blessing in disguise... right?"

Zhixing sat there for a while, then he came to the witch's room at the witch's call and drank the familiar colorful sesame soup again.

Zhi Xing controlled the amount he ate while apologizing to the witch and asking about her situation.

I found that although I called the bear's name frequently in order to activate [Wall Passage], I didn't show any annoyance except that the bear noticed me as a talking toy and started to prepare soup for me.

Zhixing breathed a sigh of relief, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should be glad that the witch had a mental defect.

After drinking the soup, he chatted with the witch for a while, mainly because the witch did not send her servant to take him away. So in order to divert the witch's attention, Zhixing told her about his experiences during this period and his confusing situation.

Finally, the witch seemed to be tired of listening, or her interest was diverted, and then a bird-shaped familiar took Zhi Xing back to the room in the doll tower to rest.

Zhixing yawned, knowing that he had been walking for most of the day and was quite tired. In addition, it should be night outside now, so after confirming that the witch had started her endless work of repairing toys, Zhixing quietly returned to reality.

When his vision returned to normal, Zhixing immediately confirmed that he did not see the witch, and then he realized that he had left the square and came to a more unfamiliar street.

It was a dark and windy night. Zhixing stood among the ruins of the concrete city, looking at the buildings that no longer had their lights on, and the dim streetlights and traffic lights on the streets.

It is very rare to see such bright and vivid moonlight in the city.

"It doesn't look very safe here. Let's find the corresponding location first, and then go to the cognitive world to rest."

Sleeping in the witch's barrier will significantly change the speed of time flow, and it is very likely that a lot of time will be wasted in one sleep.

Secondly, the witch's meal times are not divided into morning, noon and evening, which often interrupts her sleep and is not a good resting environment.

Thirdly, the witch's barrier would move around. During the time Zhixing had spent having a meal and chatting, he had already arrived in an unfamiliar place. If he really took a nap, in a society where navigation no longer worked, Zhixing would not be able to confirm his location.

Zhi Xing looked at the tall buildings that were still standing within his field of vision. Based on the different locations of damage on each building, he finally returned to the square where he had just arrived in this world.

In order to prevent possible desperate groups from ambush him at his landing point, Zhixing also took the risk of performing a [space movement].

After confirming that he hadn't attracted the witch's attention again, Zhi Xing found a place to stay in the building and told her the coordinates for entering the cognitive world:

"Impression space!"

A flash of red light appeared.

Zhixing confirmed the existence of the light and knew that he had entered the impression space, so he planned to find a comfortable place to sleep and wait for his automatic reset.

"Are you finally here? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Zhi Xing paused for a second, then turned around and looked towards the source of the sound.

The white shirt is decorated with pockets and a light blue tie, and a unique bunch of alopecia are stationed on his head.

Noticing the sight of the paper company, the man held onto the door frame with one hand and raised the other to greet them:

"It's our first meeting. I'd like to introduce myself, but you should know who I am. Is it convenient for you now?"

"Hinata Hajime? Are you...a cognitive existence?"

Zhixing was very confused because the person who greeted him at this time was actually a two-dimensional character. Both his appearance and clothing were the same as the characters Zhixing created in Hope's Peak Academy based on his familiarity.

But Zhixing has never tried to apply his own understanding of Kamizuru Deru.

More importantly, in the cognitive world, every talented person, except for the [Literary Girl] and the [Murderer], owns a temple.

Zhixing did not think that as the shadow of [Super High School Level Hope] Shenzuo Deru in the cognitive world, after gathering so many talents, he could not form a temple. And he still maintained his original image.

"Well, in a sense, that's true."

Hinata Hajime scratched his face awkwardly, then declared as if he was reading a long-completed script:

"You came here because after meeting the Impossible Person, you chose not to leave, so you came here to supplement the conditions for leaving. After all, you need to confirm the results of your wishes. If you don't confirm everything, you won't feel at ease."

"But I have other things to do, so I'm not here. In order to prevent you from making a wasted trip, I left Hinata Hajime and some of the results of my exploration of the cognitive world."

"Just stay at Hope's Peak Academy and watch from the sidelines. This will help you consolidate the talents you gained by coming here."

"I'll come back to see you off on the final day."

Zhi Xing came to the window and confirmed that the entire building had not undergone any major changes. He was somewhat curious about this cognitive existence that could survive on the surface of the Impression Space, and responded:

"That's not something Kamizuru Izuru would say, is it?"

"It's inevitable that the information being transmitted will have its own language. Don't worry about such trivial matters. After all, you can't understand the original words, right?"

"Loss of information transmission? Never mind, as long as the meaning is the same."

Zhixing thought about his [Translation] and wondered whether it was a translation of the original meaning or a third retelling, so he stopped dwelling on it and became curious about the knowledge Kamuzuri Izuru had prepared in order to get him back into the academy.

"So, he...what knowledge did you leave me?"

Hinata Hajime offered to lead the way to Zhixing, who followed his instructions while walking.

"The power you brought from another world, while possessing a common name and cognitive world, is merely the legacy of others' understanding of this world. It influenced the lives of other beings in that world, giving rise to a name that is not the essence of the world."

"In my opinion, the cognitive world is actually a world composed of the core of desire."

“Losing desire will weaken itself until it disappears. Gaining desire, on the other hand, will form a small cognitive world and create its own impression space.”

"When I heard about the existence of the secret treasure and the personality mask, I had a guess. What appears before you now is the result of this guess."

Seeing Hinata Hajime speaking directly about his origins, as if a robot were describing its creator, Zhixing asked:

"What kind of guesses?"

Hinata Hajime stood in front of the wall at the elevator entrance that was familiar to Zhixing, knocked on the wall, then turned around and explained:

"Use the faint [desire] emanating from others to reshape the shadow of the deceased."

"Ding~"

The wall moves horizontally to form a passage with a sense of technology.

Brightly colored, rapidly moving light projections emanate from the passage.

Zhihang looked inside along the passage.

A [Gamer] in God Mode, controlling the game progress on more than a dozen machines, smiled and welcomed them:

"Welcome back, Hinata-kun, and welcome to my palace of games, Mr. [Spectator]."

Chapter 333 Shadow Resurrection Method

"[Gamer] Nanami Chiaki Hall?"

Zhixing immediately looked at Hinata Hajime. After all, it was not uncommon for one's position in the hall to be taken away by one's own cognitive existence. This was the case with Futaba's hall.

Moreover, considering that the secret treasure of the temple can become a personality mask, if Kamijou Izuru transformed the secret treasure into a personality mask, then it is not impossible that Hinata Hajime, who is in the temple, would have most of the temple transformed into a game room by the cognitive existence he created.

"It's not me. After all, before I underwent that surgery and became Kamizuru-douryu, I was just an ordinary person with no talent."

Hinata Sou seemed to know why Zhixing was looking at him, and he had already ruled himself out of suspicion before he even asked.

"So, both of you are cognitive beings in the Divine Throne Derivative Hall?"

Zhi Xing looked towards the other end of the passage again.

The unbuttoned school uniform was draped over the [Gamer] like a cloak, and the clothes were held in place by a long, straight-centered tie, which was clamped by obstacles on the left and right to prevent the clothes from appearing sloppy while playing games in the room.