I'm not a hero, but I didn't say I couldn't beat you.

"Isn't it? I can only call the Doom-Breaking Ax through resonance, and to be honest, if I want to perfectly display the power of [Utopian Heart], then I should have the same belief as Hartz in all aspects. Just have the same will. But no matter how overlapping the ideals of two people are, their ideas will eventually deviate. This is simply impossible."

"Why can't it be done? As long as the two of them can communicate with each other, it will be fine."

Sylvia said disapprovingly.

"How is this possible?"

Ful retorted.

As two completely different individuals, no matter how consistent their goals are, their ideas will ultimately be different, and how can they be able to communicate with each other?

"Oh, are you thinking too harshly?"

Sylvia waved her hand and said.

"Your ability is called miraculous resonance, but at its root, it is a product derived from that abnormal item: the emotional resonance crystal obelisk. In this case, all you need is emotional coordination. As for the synchronization of ideals and thinking, it is just a step to achieve emotional synergy.”

"This is too ridiculous! Is it possible that as long as I get angry with a hero, I can resonate with the other person's power?"

Ful asked in disbelief.

"That's not entirely possible, but it's still possible."

Sylvia shook her finger and said.

"If, now, you fight side by side with another person who is about to become a hero, you and he witness the sacrifice of your companions, and the enemy happens to be in front of you."

"He turned his desire for revenge into firewood, ignited a miracle, and became a [hero]. And you were furious because of the death of your companions and swore revenge."

"Congratulations, the resonance is successful. You will gain the same power as the other person. Even because your ideals and emotions are too synchronized, you can even completely control the corresponding miracle."

"So if you want to find the best way to resonate with other people's miracles, of course, it is to put yourself in the other person's shoes when they get miracles, be in the same environment, and experience the same things. Then, I believe that with your ability to empathize, you can definitely do it. Get in sync with your emotions.”

"...This is too difficult."

Put yourself in the same environment? Going through the same thing? Even when the other party gets a miracle? Isn't this too ridiculous?

Do I still have to search the world for someone who is about to become a hero? Or manually train a person to become a hero?

If I could really do it, I might not be able to become a rare protected animal!

Manually cultivate heroes! There are only so many heroes in the entire world, including those on the border, 10,000+ are as high as the sky! This is a miracle born from more than 50 billion people in the entire world! Because they cannot be controlled manually, the birth of all heroes is full of uncertainty.

If heroes can be born through human intervention, what does that mean to me? A true hero is made? Forget it, just think about it and go to sleep.

This is not some Long Aotian novel.

"It's just that the conditions are harsh, but it's not completely impossible. As long as we use some small means, it's not impossible to achieve the goal~"

"Like—reading someone's file, something like that?"

Sylvia put her index finger on her lower lip, half-closed her eyes, and said playfully.

"…………"

Fu'er had a bold guess.

"Could it be that... shouldn't..."

No way...can this really be done? Wouldn't that be——

Awesome!

"That's right, it's what you think. By using the projection of the quantum recording tape, I can indeed extract the past events of the hero and let you experience it yourself. In this case, you must be able to resonate with it. "

"Then hurry up -"

"But, have you really thought about it? What does the birth of a hero mean? Extracting it is equivalent to letting the experiencer himself show the god to others. Have you thought about it?"

"…………"

Fuer was silent.

Indeed, Fu Er clearly knows that the birth of a so-called [hero] will definitely be accompanied by disaster, tragedy, pain and destruction.

No one wants to look back at the pain of the past, not even heroes.

If you do this, it shouldn't be much different from using a knife on someone else's scar...

I did take it a little too much for granted.

"Although the above-mentioned problems are only minor problems, the bigger problem is that if it is not someone who fully trusts you and is in front of you, I will not be able to extract the file."

Sylvia shrugged and said.

"After all, I only have one access right now. If I go back to contact the main body, I might be able to do it, but then I won't be able to show you the relevant files."

"Then it's not like I can't do anything in general? If Harts is next to me, I don't have to worry about this? He can just transform into a Gundam and take me away."

Fu'er said dejectedly.

What to do! How to fix it!

Help! Doraemon!

"Although Harts is not next to you, isn't there a ready one next to you?"

"What's ready-made? I'm not the only one here..."

"…………"

"and many more!"

Wrapped in the clothes behind him, a certain hard object hit him, and at the same time, it reminded Fu'er that he seemed...

There is indeed someone beside me...

Although the other party cannot be regarded as a person, since the name he gave contains the character "人", it shouldn't be considered...

perhaps?

No, no, no! This is too ridiculous!

This is an unusual item! It is expected to be a Class A container!

How could it be possible to resonate...

hiss--

It seems... not bad?

"It seems that you have finally figured it out. Since the other party has the power of [miracle] and is conscious at the same time, why not? After all-"

Sylvia said quietly.

"Your ability is called [miracle] resonance, not [hero] resonance."

"But... the slate man has lost his past memory."

Fu'er said hesitantly.

"It's just amnesia. The projection of the quantum recording tape is not so random. As long as it exists, his information will be recorded and engraved in the world. After all, it is also a container numbered 002. Are you a little too underestimated?"

"Then...will you be okay?"

"Don't worry, it's a small matter. The exhaustion situation like last time will not happen again. So remember to replenish my fried chicken and barbecue~"

"Okay, okay, I understand, what should I do?"

Fu'er took out the slate from the pocket behind his back, then raised his head and asked.

"Do I need to pose in any special way? Or should I associate or meditate on something?"

"No, you don't need to do anything, just get some sleep."

"Ah? I just woke up not long ago."

Although he was not sleepy at all, after Sylvia's palm gently brushed in front of him, he was swallowed up by the sudden sleepiness, and gradually couldn't open his eyes.

"You... hypnosis is quite powerful..."

Sylvia put her hands on her hips and smiled, then said softly to her oath keeper.

"Good night, Fu Er~, and remember to keep thinking~"

"After all...there are still many problems waiting for you to solve about this stone~"

Before he finished speaking, Fu'er had completely lost consciousness and fell into sleep.

Then, Sylvia's hand gently passed through the stone slab, slowly pulled out a floating and changing ribbon, and then handed it to Fu'er, who was already sleeping.

"Oh?!"

Before she could manually soothe her thoughts and establish a link, the other party had successfully connected with Ful's dream.

"This is really...a bit unbelievable...you and him are very destined~"

It was obvious that they had only met each other for two days, and it was obvious that the two did not understand each other that well.

But during this short journey, have they already formed a deep friendship?

Even if maybe this trust is just the prayer of a lonely soul who has nowhere to go and is homeless. But Fu'er seemed to respond to the other party's expectations.

"It seems that he trusts you very much. You are really a sinful person~"

Sylvia shook her head and then said.

"Don't let him betray his trust in you. Otherwise, your ideal will be destroyed, Mr. [Sage]."

Now, all she can do is done.

The rest is just a matter of waiting for the miracle.

Looking at the Oathkeeper who was gradually frowning, Sylvia fell back to the ground and gently placed his head on her lap. Using his hands, he slowly combed through his hair, which was messed up by the wind, sand and water.

"What choice will you make? But no matter what, you must hold your heart~"

Miss Ghost thought so and offered her blessings to her oath-takers.