Ch 96: The Coffin world’s loss

Ascending the steps, ethereal blue Nether Butterflies emerged from nowhere, circling her, their wings fluttering. The iridescent metallic sheen on their wings was particularly dazzling in the light.

The footsteps stopped.

Arrived.

Standing on the second floor looking down, the uniformed people below were busy but orderly. Turning her head, An Ye was still standing where he was, his gaze calm and unwavering, mirroring the expression on his pale face.

“You’re still alive.”

Oh, now his description can be added to—his mouth is full of unpleasant words.

That black attire… others wear it as mourning clothes for the dead, but he wears it like a dead person’s reanimated corpse. Indeed, some people, even when appearing in others’ memories, are not pleasant characters.

Rui Bu Si deeply felt that such a person not lying in a coffin was a great loss to the coffin world.

She changed the direction of her head.

She shifted her feet slightly, to avoid getting something bad on her.

A blue Nether Butterfly landed beside her hand, its wings folded to reveal an earthy side.

“Well, thanks to you, I’m not dead yet. After more than two hundred years, why are you the one appearing in my memory?” The disdain was evident.

The person conjured from memory looked at her, making no reply to her disdain: “You’ve changed a lot.”

“Maybe.”

Leaning her arm on the railing, she rested her head on her hand, not turning around yet still feeling the change in the gaze from the person on the other side.

Poking the Nether Butterfly’s wing, Rui Bu Si wasn’t sure if An Ye himself would say such a thing if he were here.

Nor was she sure if she herself thought she had changed a lot, or if An Ye would think she had changed a lot.

Forget it, there’s no point dwelling on such a boring question.

“The Vampire King’s way of granting wishes is quite interesting.”

Speaking of which, since this place is built according to her memories, can she have whatever she wants now?

No longer bothering the Nether Butterfly, after taking a few deep breaths, she turned her head with anticipation: “Make a wish?”

An Ye didn’t react.

Was her imagination not thorough enough?

After taking many more deep breaths, meticulously visualizing the action, body posture, and frustrated expression on her face, she confirmed it was thorough: “Make a wish!”

This time An Ye moved.

But not the movement she wanted.

He sighed almost inaudibly, stepped forward, and the disturbed Nether Butterfly flapped its wings several times before finally settling down.

It must be said that, even if not the real person, An Ye still gave off a strong sense of oppression.

“I take back what I said before, you’re still the same as before.”

Oh, so annoying, it’s not like you can have whatever you want.

“Did you encounter anything interesting in the past two hundred years?”

“None.”

She felt they were reminiscing.

But because there wasn’t much worth reminiscing about, they could only talk about trivial matters.

But she was free now, and she had time to experience the feeling of reminiscing: “So, did this answer make you regret giving me the chance to leave the Dark Great Emperor and have some free time?”

“I rarely do things I regret.”

Such a boring answer, just like him.

Pursing her lips: “Most of the time I was wandering or sleeping, or sleeping while wandering. What interesting things could I possibly encounter?”

It was truly indescribable years.

She finally met someone who brought her to a planet, luckily not a barren one. After barely recovering from her weakened state, she was considering where to find some energy when the System instantly brought her back to Meng Academy.

Years of wandering, back to the starting point overnight.

That damned thing dared to criticize her.

She heard An Ye chuckle softly.

That’s rare.

However, when she looked over, he still had that deathly appearance.

“And now?”

Rui Bu Si: “Now what?”

“Did you encounter anything interesting now?”

“Now isn’t included in the past two hundred years?” Why can’t he understand human language?

“It seems there is.”

What?

What is it?

An Ye: “Someone is coming in.”

The Nether Butterfly flapped its wings and flew away; wherever it passed, the people downstairs disappeared one after another.

After circling the area, it flew back and landed on her bent index finger. An Ye beside her slowly faded into nothingness.

“You will encounter them.”

“Huh?” Would speaking in one breath kill him?

Oh, he no longer has a life to take.

“You will encounter someone who, even if you don’t do anything, will make you find them very interesting.”

…Is that all you wanted to say before leaving?

Forget it, let her see who came in.

“Hmm… it’s two very familiar people.”

Let them come in.

As the words fell, the surroundings were no longer like Meng Academy. She stood in the void, surrounded by doors that looked almost identical.

—Behind the doors were her important memories.

In the real world, Victoria looked at the magical artifact in her hand with puzzlement.

Eric: “Teacher Victoria, is something wrong?”

“I’m not sure.”

The reaction of the magical artifact just now should mean that Mi Ya Xing and Lan Bao encountered strong resistance when they entered.

But the reaction only lasted a few seconds. Before she could react, the magical artifact returned to calm and showed that they had entered smoothly.

Logically, this shouldn’t be the case.

“It might be some defects in the hastily made thing.” She had checked many times, but nothing in the world could be completely guaranteed to be without accidents, “I hope they can successfully awaken Student Rui Bu Si’s consciousness.”

Mi Ya Xing and the others entered smoothly.

After entering, things weren’t so smooth.

“There are so many doors here now,” Lan Bao felt dizzy, “Which one should we enter?”

“I don’t know either. These doors all look the same.” After careful examination, Mi Ya Xing pointed to a distant door, “That door looks different, maybe that’s the key.”

From afar, they could only see its difference. Approaching, they discovered it was more than just different; the entire door was dazzlingly golden, so bright it almost made their eyes water.

Mi Ya Xing cautiously pushed open the door, and what they saw was—

“Wow, such a large mountain of gold!”

Shocked by the sheer quantity of gold and silver treasures, Mi Ya Xing didn’t have time to stop Lan Bao from exclaiming loudly.

Fortunately, nothing dangerous happened after the exclamation.

“This seems to be a vault.” A messy vault, at that.

The treasures weren’t placed in boxes neatly, but piled up haphazardly into a mountain.

He and Lan Bao were now standing at the corner of the treasure mountain, far from the other walls. They were supporting themselves against the wall to maintain their balance, unable to estimate how deep the treasure mountain beneath their feet actually was.

With their backs against the door, they cautiously observed their surroundings, prepared to leave at any moment if anything seemed wrong.

Strange, was Rui Bu Si very rich when she was wandering on Earth? Why would her memories contain so much gold?