you turned on the love game

Hearing this, your eyes suddenly froze.

As if hearing something unexpected, waves quietly appeared on the calm and windy water surface, and the pupils dilated unconsciously.

"Me in 20 years?"

In theory——

If there are countless points on the timeline, each point represents a different possibility, and then they are continuously extended, and the extended possibilities continue to appear new points and new branches.

Then in the end, countless futures will be derived.

At this moment, the thin piece of letter paper held by Liu Dao Mu is one of your countless futures.

"Oh? Don't you believe me?"

Liu Dao Mu leaned on the trident leisurely and comfortably, the thin paper was held between his fingers, and he shook it casually when he spoke.

The paper made a slight rubbing sound, as if it would break at any moment.

Your eyes fell on the surface of the letter paper: "No... I believe..."

The neatly arranged horizontal lines are full of characters, and the end of each stroke will be ticked upwards, which looks like a small tick on the tail. This is a subconscious habit when you write.

But what really convinces you is not the habit, but the words above.

Those unique and weird stroke symbols are the unique continental characters in your world, which are completely different from here.

You stepped forward and took the letter paper from Liudao Mukuro.

[To me 20 years ago:

First of all, I would like to congratulate you for being able to learn illusion in advance.

Our mental strength is SSS level, and our perception of illusion, that is, our talent is very good, almost getting twice the result with half the effort.

Illusion is a very useful ability. The high-level illusion "Visible Illusion" can convert reality and illusion, and make people suffer real damage;

It can also create a real illusion that is no different from the real thing.

The sooner you start learning, the sooner you can step into advanced illusion, but unfortunately I only had the opportunity to learn after leaving the research institute...]

You continued to look down calmly.

The first few paragraphs are ordinary chats, and the content is not too much. Later, I will start to explain the specific advantages of illusion:

[…The special healing collar we wear around our necks is specially used to extract our mental power, and it is also because of our weakness.

The inside of the device is very complicated, the only key is in the woman named Pauline - your nurse, so there is no way to open the collar through normal means, but you can interfere with it.

While learning illusion, your mental power will fluctuate, and this fluctuation will increase as your ability increases.

When you can use illusion to create entities that other people can see, your mental power will directly skyrocket.And the collar will short-circuit and fail due to the skyrocketing mental power.

Just take it off and you can easily leave...]

When I read these few lines of text, the tick marks on the tail that symbolized happiness disappeared, and a circle was drawn on the name of "Boline", and a disgusted and vomiting expression was drawn next to it.

You can't help but smile on your face.

This is a habit you often have when you write a diary or take notes, and you like to add emotional annotations next to the text.

Later, I wrote some precautions for learning illusion one after another, and there are several ways to quickly sense your own mental power, one of which is very similar to when you had a mental riot.

Further down are the last lines of the letter:

[Unknowingly, I have written a lot...

Ah, right.

Don't worry about identity exposure.

Xiao Mu knew that I came from another world, and also knew that this was the text of that world, maybe he had studied it in private.But don't worry, he doesn't bother to do such things as peeking at letters.

……

Although there is still a lot to say, let's stop here.

Finally, Lucia.

No one can stop you from doing what you want to do.

——You in 20 years...]

Your eyelids are slightly closed, and your eyes rest on the name.

This word is not the common language used in the mainland, but another older language.

Each thread twists and turns like a vine, interlacing from end to end.Compared with the words used for recording, it is more like a mysterious and obscure anchor point during the sacrifice, which has an indescribable attraction to you.

Your finger lifts up slightly, then stops in mid-air again.

Out of trust in your other self, you didn't hesitate for too long, your fingertips pressed against the name on the paper.

At the moment of touching, you suddenly feel a wonderful breath, which goes up from your fingertips and melts into your body silently.

And because of this breath, your soul has established a weak connection with a certain hidden existence.

Not surprisingly……

That should be you in 20 years.

After merging the breath, the attraction of the mysterious text to you disappears.

Up to now, you have been completely sure that the Liudao Mukui in front of you is someone you trust 20 years later.Otherwise, it would be impossible to tell him that he came from another world.

Not to mention calling Xiao Mu affectionately.

Read the contents of the letter paper again, and folded it after confirming that there was nothing missing: "Mr. Liudaokuku, I need to trouble you..."

You raised your eyes, and your words suddenly stopped.

The young man who was still leaning on the weapon calmly just now was sitting on the ground, his long indigo hair hanging down to the ground, and the trident had disappeared.

He propped his right foot up, put his elbow on his knee, and propped his forehead with his thumb and four fingers apart, as if he was carrying something heavy.

"what happened?"

Liudao Mu slowly put down his hand, opened his eyes, and then casually parted the corners of his lips: "It's nothing, just a little sleepy."

He stood up, straightened his arms, dark particles continuously gathered in the palm of his right hand, and quickly transformed into the trident weapon, stood upright on the ground, and then looked at you with the usual expression.

The whole set of movements is smooth and smooth, and you can't see anything wrong a few seconds ago, but you can vaguely feel that his face is a little paler than before.

But you don't know him well, so you can't be sure if it's an illusion.

"Now that you've read that letter, let's start now."

Liudaokui's long dark blue hair rose without wind, and a number six suddenly appeared in his blood-red right eye: "The time flow in the spiritual world is much slower than reality, and you have enough time to adapt."

Immediately afterwards, the number jumped rapidly, and finally it was fixed as "one".

"boom!"

Dozens of burning fire pillars were suddenly set off around, magma splashed everywhere, and the temperature in the air immediately became scorching hot and terrifying.

"True is also false, and false is also true."

Liudao Mu stood between the pillars of fire, holding the trident tightly with one hand, and the end that connected to the ground rippled round after round.Under the light of the fire, the red pupil was astonishingly bright.

"Be careful, Lucia."

The consequence of developing mental power in the dream is dizziness and listlessness the next day, which is exactly the same as the state where too much mental power is drawn.

The nurse who is responsible for recording your physical condition, Miss Pauline, has a gentle smile on her face and a soft tone, but when her fingers touch the back of your neck, she looks like a cold poisonous snake.

It makes people scream disgusting from the bottom of their hearts.

After the woman checked, she turned and left. When her palm touched the doorknob, she stopped suddenly and turned her head to look at you.

"Lucía, light."

There was a cold smile in those dark eyes: "The child born with the first ray of dawn...is such a good name."

She pressed the handle and slowly opened the door.

The lights in the corridor outside were not turned on, and the darkness crawled up her face along her body, and most of that beautiful face was immediately covered.

Her voice was very soft, like a ghost lurking in the shadows.

"By the way. Do you like the name Sara?"

It's as if you don't need an answer at all.

"click..."

The door of the ward was closed, and the sound of high heels went further and further away.

You lower your eyes thoughtfully.

Although it is not clear why she suddenly said the meaning of your name and mentioned another name, it must not be a good thing.

You lifted the quilt, stepped on the ground barefoot, and slowly stood up straight.

"Whoa..."

The chains that imprisoned your actions slid down with your movements, making a cold metal crash.

Since your last failed escape, your ankles have been chained, you have been banned from leaving your room to eat, and you are confined to the ward.

You leaned on the wall to stand firm, and walked into the bathroom step by step.

The light in the bathroom is a bit dazzling, and the mirror clearly reflects your pale face.Only those blue-purple eyes remained unchanged, and when the lips curled into a smile, you could see the warmth radiating from them.

You lowered your eyes, turned slightly sideways, and vaguely saw the red mole on the back of your neck from the mirror.

Even if only part of it could be seen due to the angle, the bright red color was still extremely conspicuous on the fair skin.

You stare at the mirror for tens of seconds, put your hands down, and walk out of the bathroom.

The second night of dream training.

Liu Dao Mu brought a young-haired boy, Fran.

You didn't notice it at first, but the third night, the fourth night, and all the dreams after that, Fran stayed here.

Probably because he was bored, he either lay down or lay on his stomach, playing with himself, making many new tricks of illusion.

Sometimes you can't help but look at him.

Fran should have known you 20 years later. Once, when you were resting with your eyes closed, he ran over secretly and said solemnly: "Miss Lucia, now your name should be Senior Brother ME——"

You lazily opened your eyes, and before you could speak, a trident flew over from a distance and stuck straight into his frog hat.

"Master—it's too much——"

"KUFUFU, what did you say?"

The learning of illusion is getting better and better. After ten days of real time, you can already create semi-tangible illusions.

The reason why it is called semi-tangible is that only you can see and touch the things you illusory, and outsiders cannot touch them. It is still one step away from the real tangible illusion.

"It's going fast."

Liudao Mukuro's gaze falls on your palm, although from his point of view there is nothing there: "After another month of real time, we will almost be able to create a real tangible illusion."

You look at the object transformed from your palm: "Yeah..."

With a thought, it immediately dissipated like mist, "But... I have time to practice now."

Gently flicking the mist with the fingertips, it condensed into the appearance of the nurse Pauline, with an unknown smile from a few days ago still on her face.

"Fifteen days ago, I failed to escape and was put in chains by them."

Why would that woman suddenly ask you about your preference for another name, and under what circumstances would you use another name?

"I think... they should not only put me in a chain, but more likely have other means."

What does the name stand for?

Perhaps it is a symbol of the times, cultural heritage, or perhaps the most sincere and profound love of parents for their children.

But it also has a more important interpretation.

--"identity"

The corners of your lips are slightly curved, and your voice suddenly becomes lighter, as if you are describing something that has nothing to do with you: "For example, brainwashing, tampering with memory, and creating a brand new and harmless image."

"at last……"

"Turned me into another person entirely."

In this way, the name Sara comes in handy.

"It's really a good idea." You sighed sincerely.

However, Liu Dao Mu paid attention to the first half of the sentence.

"chain?"

No emotion can be heard in the tone.

"Huh?" You gave him a strange look, "Didn't I tell you about this 20 years later?"

You looked down at your ankles, there was nothing in the dream, but you were tightly bound by chains in reality: "I heard that they are made of the strongest material, it's really hard work for them."

You laughed while talking: "It's the first time I wear this kind of thing."

It's a pity that no one laughs with you.

Fran quickly slipped to another corner, and then used illusion to create a towering tree. The whole person hid behind the tree, pinching the binoculars to look this way.

Liudaoku suddenly raised the trident, and knocked it on the ground lightly, making a muffled bang.

"Is it funny?"

You slowly dispersed the fog in front of you and said, "Yes..."

With lowered eyelids, he gradually outlined it as a hated man: "This kind of extreme greed reminds me of another person."

Your... Margot...

The drooping long eyelashes covered the trembling eyes, you chuckled, swallowed the sourness welling up in your throat, and when you looked up again, your expression remained the same.

"It's just too funny."

Liu Dao Mu didn't speak, tilted his head and pulled the corners of his lips, and the dark blue hair hanging down his waist swayed slightly with his movements.

You suddenly remembered what you saw on the letter paper just now.

20 years later, you said that Liudao Mukuro was imprisoned here as a child, and you will leave together in the near future.

Then he must know your situation at that time.

"Mr. Liudaokuku, there is something I want to ask you."

After the young man looked over, you calmly asked: "20 years ago, when "I" left the institute, what was my name? "

"..." Your eyes meet.

The number in his right eye seemed to flicker for a moment.

After a while, he smiled lowly and said, "Well, you guessed right."

With his index finger resting on his forehead, his bright red and dull eyes came out from between the gaps in the deep black gloves, "You have indeed become another person."

The trident dissipated from his hand, and the mist floating in the air gathered together again, forming a face identical to yours.It's just that she showed a completely different personality from you.

"At that time, you called yourself Sara," he said.

Liudao Mukuo's words directly confirmed your guess.

Those people are indeed planning to work on your memory, completely transforming you into a person who will not resist and let them draw power.

"It really is, it's terrible."

Even though you said it was terrible, you didn't show any worry on your face, and even the corners of your lips were slightly curved.

Liudaokuo dispelled the fog in front of him slowly, and said, "Really? You don't show any expression of fear."

"Because I have already thought of a way to retrieve my memory."

You squatted down, tapped the ground with your knuckles, and felt the dull echo in the depths of the ground: "Speaking of which, this place gave me inspiration."

The more you delve into illusion, the more you will appreciate the mystery of spiritual power.

Now in your line of sight, this place is no longer the misty white mist world on the surface, but a special space intertwined by countless messy spiritual consciousness.

This space was originally extremely unstable.

However, the spiritual power pouring out from Liudaokuku and Fran maintained the stability here.

"In this world maintained by spiritual power, we can actually meet people from 20 years later, which shows that powerful spiritual power has a way to connect the past and future time together."

"Since time allows..."

You stopped your movements, slowly raised your palms, and watched the long black hair flowing from your shoulders to your palms, your eyelids were slightly closed, and a light shadow fanned out under your eyes, and your voice suddenly became extremely soft.

"And what about two different worlds?"

Rokudoku and Fran represent 20 years later, and you represent 20 years ago.

If you are regarded as the anchor points of the two timelines respectively, the corresponding bridge used to connect the anchor points should be...

A corner of the letter paper you kept in your arms suddenly appeared. You looked down at it, took it out of your clothes, slowly unfolded it, and fixed your gaze on the name that had lost its strength.

it is this……

So if you want to connect two different worlds, anchors and bridges are also essential conditions.

"My strength is not enough to build such a spiritual world."

Press your fingertips on the letter paper, and the coldness of the paper is clearly conveyed: "But I can create a passage exclusively for me. The entrance of the passage can only be seen by me, and can only be opened by me."

You lift your face and your gaze falls to the end of the horizon.

At this moment, you seem to have penetrated the barrier of time and space, crossed billions of years, and saw that familiar but distant world.

In the drowsy afternoon, parasols are erected on the lawn, the furry red monster is lying lazily at your feet, the immature blond girl is lying on the shoulder, and the red-haired boy is stacking the poker tower on his own.

A kind that only exists in dreams...

Unreal beauty.

"That world has traces of my past, and this world has traces of my present, so their anchors are all myself."

The picture formed by the mist gradually becomes unstable, your sight trembles slightly, you withdraw your mental power, and the beauty immediately vanishes into thin air.

You stare down at your fingertips and smile slowly: "And the bridge is my soul."