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"god?"

Pure, who was just about to report the details, was a little confused by the ghost's performance. He didn't like to solve such a nonsensical problem, because any subjective judgment would be stupid before the facts were confirmed.

[Why?]

The ghost put up a sign like this.

Chunchun lowered his head and said nothing, and began to reflect carefully on everything he had done.

After a pause, he gave up thinking and just asked directly.

"God, are you dissatisfied with something?"

[Why?]

The ghost once again raised the sign with melancholy, his chin supported by his small hand. Even the two dark interfaces leading directly to the void, which had not changed much at ordinary times, slumped down a little.

Why do they grow taller?

After showing this sentence to Chunchun, the ghost put down the sign, looked up with anticipation and stared at the other person closely.

This made Pure feel embarrassed. It always felt that if it told the truth it would offend God, but lying was an even worse option.

"God, what holds you is no longer a simple vessel. What was once considered fine material has been thoroughly infiltrated by the void. This ensures your stability in this form, but the price is that the appearance of this vessel will be completely fixed from now on, because the void's infiltrating power is truly too overbearing."

After saying this, he just looked at the ghost, with no reaction at all. He just sat there blankly with his chin in his hand. It was rare for him to add a question with some concern.

"god?"

After all, he believed that if there were problems with all the bugs here, there would be no problems with the ghosts, but some emotions could not be controlled when they came up.

The ghost just waved his hand with a look of frustration, and began to wonder whether it was worth it for him to spend hundreds of years to immerse himself in a body as tall as Purity?

But the conclusion reached in the end was indeed not acceptable, because the void simply did not support such delicate operations. The occurrence of such an individual case was already a miracle. Thinking of this, the ghost became even more depressed.

379 Memories of the Past

"director."

It was pitch black here. He could not see anything but darkness. However, he was not sure whether it was because it was too dark or because he could not open his eyes, so he could not see anything.

He heard a faint voice calling him, but the voice only appeared for a moment and then disappeared without a trace, leaving nothing behind.

This made him think that the sound was just an illusion.

Main Building

This time he listened carefully.

It was a girl's voice that was not crisp but gentle. Strangely, he felt that the other party was not saying those two words, but was formally calling his name, but it was not X.

Maybe it's an illusion.

He thought a little uncertainly.

"director."

The other person's voice became clearer, and the lively and cheerful look in that voice seemed to be displayed vividly before his eyes, but there was still darkness in front of her.

Who is he calling?

X was a little confused.

He clearly heard that what the other party said was definitely not these two words, but another one that he was very familiar with. This difference in cognition made it almost impossible for him to think rationally.

He subconsciously wanted to find the source of the sound, but there was no direction, no time, nothing, only darkness, and even he himself was unreal.

"director."

The voice came again. Perhaps it was too close, so he had the illusion that the other person was standing right in front of him. But the next moment he no longer thought it was an illusion, because he really saw a living girl.

The girl was so gentle and so dazzling that she attracted his gaze and he couldn't take his eyes off her.

He was attracted for a long time.

"director."

The voice became clearer and clearer, but the originally gentle and enthusiastic voice took on a hint of decadence, or was completely covered by decadence. The living girl disappeared without leaving any trace.

The supervisor tried desperately to reach out and retain the employee, but there was nothing he could do.

In the end, he was not even sure whether he had really seen the girl, because he had no memory of what the girl looked like.

Apart from the familiar voice, he could not remember the other person's face, hair color, or clothes. He seemed to remember nothing. The girl's appearance did not leave any trace in his heart.

But why is he so sad?

He wanted to kneel down and cover his chest in pain. He had no hands and no body, but he could feel that his chest was empty, hollow, as if he could do nothing, there was nothing.

"director."

The same voice sounded again in this empty and dark world, but it seemed cold and depressing, without any warmth.

No, it's different.

He suddenly woke up from the bed, sweating profusely.

Everything in the dream was clearly imprinted in his mind, just like he had actually experienced it, everything, including the chaotic and unreal sensations, the girl whose appearance he could not remember at all, he didn't even know her height, weight or body shape, he only knew that she was a girl who once existed, and the last sentence that was completely different from the supervisor's.

He swore that he seemed to have heard these voices somewhere before, and they were even extremely familiar. Unfortunately, the adventures that took place in the chat group diluted this sense of familiarity, so that he didn't remember them until now.

"Director, I hope you will continue to perform your duties today as well."

The familiar voice sounded in his ears again. He nodded and said "I understand" when he heard the familiar urging voice. Then he suddenly reacted and turned around to look at the other person.

Angela was confused by his gaze, but she didn't say anything. She just looked at him calmly. Although the other party's behavior was strange this time, the other party's soul had not been affected or replaced by the Bei body. As long as it was confirmed that it was the same person, it might be that the other party's soul had undergone some changes in the endless cycle of time and became like this. But the other party completed the daily indicators even better, so what was there to complain about?

At this moment, the supervisor finally remembered who the familiar voice in his dream belonged to. It came from the equally familiar person in front of him. Everything seemed to fit together very reasonably.

After all, the other party is an artificial intelligence that is like a girl and whom he often meets, so it is reasonable for me to appear in his dreams, right?

Reasonable ghost...

It sounds like he's a pervert.

He couldn't help but complain in his heart, then calmly took it from the other person's hand and opened today's file.

Reading a research file while recalling the dream I just had.

His intuition told him that the dream he had just had was not simple, but a pale reality that was rooted deep in his consciousness and was deliberately buried in the past.

And he clearly remembered that the last sound was different from the previous ones. Even if the tone was exactly the same, it was different. He couldn't tell where the difference was, but it was just different.

Just like the other person was clearly calling the supervisor, but he thought the other person was calling his own name, just like he had no memory of the other person's appearance, but he was very sure that he had seen it in a dream.

But no matter what, that person must be related to Angela, otherwise it would be impossible for there to be two identical tones for no reason, the kind that are so similar that there is no difference at all.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at the person again, but out of fear, he just glanced at him lightly, as if he was just distracted or glanced at him unconsciously, disguising himself well.

Only then did he have time to read what was written in the file.

The Pale Root holds the form of the Void and forges the Heart of the Void.

Unexpectedly, there was only this one in the file today without any choice, and this series of voids always made the supervisor feel familiar.

But after thinking about that thought, he immediately rejected it. What a joke! How could it be that person in the chat group? Putting aside the chat group's teleportation, it seemed that it required the consent of the world itself. This alone directly blocked the possibility of the other party being able to teleport here. After all, he hadn't received any notifications or given any consent to anyone.

Even without discussing this premise, he didn't think this company could catch the other party. He had accidentally glimpsed the other party's true nature, which was not comparable to any abnormality he had come into contact with so far. He even suspected that those A-level abnormalities were no better than this in front of the other party.

As he thought about this, he couldn't help shaking his head, and successfully filed the file and established a new containment unit.

380 A Ghost's Sudden Visit

The surprise comes so suddenly that someone is caught off guard.

The supervisor didn't know what adjective to use to describe this scene. If he had to, it would be like a roc spreading its wings on the brink of a myocardial infarction.

He stared at the familiar stick figure on the screen and almost blurted out "Why are you here?"

Isn't that cute stick figure above a ghost? Even if it's a little abstract, it still has the iconic two short horns, the white mask, the dark body, and the gray cloak.

Isn't this a ghost?

He didn't quite believe that there would be such identical coincidences in this world. The most important thing was that when he scanned the screen to see the other party's containment unit, the other party suddenly turned his head to look in his direction, then raised his hand happily and waved, as if to say hello.

He really wanted to break into the other person's containment unit and ask him what was going on. His mind was a mess.

But he finally held back and just gave his orders and selected new employees as if nothing had happened.

Because he thought of the artificial intelligence, every time he recalled the look Angela gave him, he felt uncomfortable all over.

It's not the kind of feeling where your whole body is scrutinized and gives you goosebumps.

If I had to describe it, it would be that intense feeling of uneasiness.

This made him alert. He didn't have this feeling when they first met. Perhaps his actions aroused the other party's vigilance, but after thinking about it for a while, he felt that it was not right.

I didn't know the other party before, and there was nothing strange about my performance. I dispatched the operators normally, performed well and in an orderly manner. If I had to say there was something strange, it was only a meeting with an employee, but that was just a little strange, and there was nothing worth paying attention to. However, all the things worth paying attention to were subtracted from the time by the system.

Even his usual disappearances would pause the time here, although this would require 1000 points each time, but he was really worried about Tony Stark and didn't dare to borrow his artificial intelligence, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to such great lengths.

What he didn't know was that the system was circling around him at this moment, sighing constantly.

Why is it so troublesome? Even the cell members in this chat group have relaxed their understanding of the group members and regard them as friends. Why is this guy so difficult to deal with?

Maybe this is what a smart person is.

It's just that the doctor is used to being a nice guy, otherwise he would probably be more difficult to deal with than the other person.

He hates smart people…smart people in a sense.

Or maybe the timing was wrong. The other party was not in despair, nor did he have any remaining memories of the last time. Why was he thinking about this kind of thing again? He was a system that was supposed to save others, not someone who would deliberately watch others fall into a miserable situation and then lend a hand to help them. He didn't want to think about it anymore.

As for the supervisor, he calmly asked Benno to go to the knight's side to carry out the task and let the other party communicate with the knight. Although he didn't know how the other party got here, since things have become like this, let's not struggle anymore and let nature take its course.

Why communication? If it really is the ghost he knows, then among the four options, there will be no problem as long as he does not choose oppression. He believes that ghosts will not attack people who have no desire to attack.

So isn't communication the only option? After all, aren't instinct and observation a complete waste of time? Choosing communication might allow the employee to ask something more interesting.

At this moment, the ghost was standing quietly in the holding room, wondering why he was clearly being stared at by some familiar eyes just now, but until now, that familiar person had not come out to say hello.

In fact, it was not captured and brought into the containment room, it was not even sent in, but it was already here when it appeared in this world.

Yes, it was just such a coincidence that it appeared in a containment room that was about to be activated to accommodate the abnormalities that had just been delivered today, and was discovered by the directors of other departments.

They discussed the matter with a look of confusion on their faces.

After a brief discussion, they hastily decided to just ignore it and treat it as the abnormality extracted today.

As for the possible dangers...

Just kidding, there are a few Abnormalities that are not dangerous. Even those few with lower danger levels are all threatening to a certain extent. As long as they can produce endorphins, they are all good Abnormalities.

Besides, there is usually not much information about the abnormalities sent in, and the supervisors need to discover them themselves, so it doesn’t matter. This can also reduce the risks during transportation. After all, abnormalities are not toys that stand there and can be dragged around at will. They are extremely dangerous things, and accidents are not uncommon during transportation.

Even if they have a relatively mature theory to deal with these things, it is just a theory.

So the ghost ended up staying here.

Why the ghost came here and why it could come here is another question.

The reason why ghosts come here is quite simple, mainly because those containers are beginning to be different from them in nature.

The breath of the void constantly attracted them, as they had not yet completely broken away from their original nature. In short, they had been chasing ghosts for a long time, and even Purity began to be unable to stop these lively, active and willing-to-learn containers.

Of course, if that were all, the ghost wouldn't be too upset.

However, the height of those containers happened to be a little taller than it, and the psychological shadows that were originally intended to be forgotten were constantly recalled, which made the ghost very distressed.

So the ghost decisively slipped away and randomly came to a world of group friends to avoid those ubiquitous containers.

As for why the supervisor neither discovered nor was notified, it was of course because the ghost possessed the shameful administrator privilege. Although the ghost had this privilege for a long time, it had never used it, so those people had almost forgotten about it.

Since ghosts come here just to seek refuge, they don't care about the environment. No matter how bad the environment is, it won't be worse than the one where they crawl out of the abyss filled with corpses of their own kind.

It would not be more surprising than the deep nest, nor would it be more annoying and noisy to the insect than the White King's palace, so it just stayed here at ease, motionless and quiet, until someone pushed the door open.

The ghost looked up and saw an ordinary black-haired human who walked into the room very calmly. It smelled the scent of a familiar companion from the other person.

So it avoided the other's gaze and looked at the wall calmly.

381 Unable to Look Straight