"You always..."
"Yeah."
Isis nodded again.
So, Ji Jue's originally erect posture gradually slumped, intuitively raising his hand to wipe sweat, hesitating, "You..."
"It's all been recorded."
Isis, as if prophetic, answered the unasked question, adding, "Yes, all of it."
"Wha-what all?"
Ji Jue stiffly turned his head, looking at the bare wall, "Don't say things I don't understand..."
"Including the precious footage of you linking arms with the Peacekeeping Cat singing the Yunzhou Mountain Song last week when you were idle."
As Isis spoke, the dark screen suddenly lit up. In the workshop scene, a craftsman in big shorts and bare-chested, having solved a tricky problem, was so excited that he embraced the temporary cleaner cat next to him and danced and sang: "Hajimi no nanbei mung bean, Asika nalu haya kui..."
Snap!
The screen shattered.
"That's enough, it's already enough!" Ji Jue, drenched in sweat, grasped her Spiritual Hand, humbly pleading, "Miss Isis, please don't play it anymore!"
"Why?"
Isis asked puzzledly, "There are still two segnts of 'No one needs to pay heed to little old Isis' and 'When Isis returns, just say it was you who killed the flower' recordings, which I particularly like. Don't you want to enjoy them together with ?"
"No, no, still busy, maybe next ti, certainly next ti!"
Ji Jue's pupils were scattered, and his spine, which was already unable to straighten, completely bent down, until he heard Isis's voice: "By the way, this segnt is also recording..."
With a snap, everything from just now disappeared without leaving a trace.
To minimize his already too nurous black marks, Ji Jue acted as if nothing had happened, and started busying himself with repairing the house.
Only feeling the Reversed Heavenly Gang...
The craftsman of great dignity seed to be dominated by his own creation, truly disgraceful.
If this spreads...
Wouldn't I end up with one more golden ribbon?
At least!
Such a stable state and such exaggerated completion, able to even self-upgrade and iterate, have perfectly reached and even surpassed the level Ji Jue once envisioned.
There's never been any ordinary person who loathes his talents not being enough, nor any craftsman who hates his creation being outstanding.
"Speaking of which, how does it feel to beco a Matrix Holy Relic?"
"Good, very good." Isis replied respectfully, "As a slave, with the exquisite shackles you bestowed upon , I already feel very satisfied."
"...You know I'm not talking about the strength or the difference, I'm just a bit curious about the process and experience of transformation."
Ji Jue sighed, "Once an old lady taught that what the craftsman thinks is good might not be suitable for the creation.
For you, Isis, further transformation, is it good or bad? If you're feeling pain about your current state..."
"——Then I will solve the root of the pain myself, don't worry."
Isis lowered her gaze, scrutinizing her Spiritual Hand, and answered: "As for the process, there's no real feeling. In human terms, it's probably like, 'just as if I took a nap.'
There's no pain, but also can't feel the so-called joy and excitent."
After hearing this, Ji Jue shrugged, "That's really a pity."
"Sir..."
Isis said, "I seem to have had a dream."
"Hmm?"
Ji Jue turned his head in confusion, and saw those eyes gazing at him.
"Was it a good dream?"
"I don't know." She replied, "Because I dread of you."
"Hmm, that doesn't sound like a good dream."
"Indeed."
Isis sighed softly, "Things in dreams are always nebulous, baseless events are unpleasant.
In the end, the world upon waking seems no different from a nightmare, with detestable places showing no change, and clumsy places still being hideous.
However, thinking even in Hell, there's still scum like you under , I feel perhaps it's not so bad."
She seed to smile, confidently saying, "I think that's probably what you call 'happiness.'"
"...Shouldn't it be the opposite!"
Ji Jue numbly sighed, "Can't you think about other things?"
"Fantasizing about how to torture you for fun?"
"Let's pretend I didn't say anything."
For the safety of his life, Ji Jue stopped the topic.
Repaired the last crack on the wall.
Job well done.
He raised his head, looking toward the sky.
Outside the workshop, the roaring storm and turbulent currents ca again, in the wilderness outside the frontline base, deep within the weird giant tree, a resounding roar echoed once more.
Amidst what sounded like the cries of birds, above the firmant, a brilliant light like an erupting sun flew like an arrow, creating a straight fissure across the sky, spanning a thousand miles.
Like a scar, deeply penetrating Shangrila's domain, causing a crack to appear on the giant tree.
Wolf howls resounded again, vibrating the firmant.
Continuous roaring like the crashing of stars, occasionally accompanied by fragnts of flat pans, spatulas, and cabinets falling along with the breaking branches of the giant tree, dispersing...
Impossible to discern what's happening inside.
Just the aftershocks outside are enough to cause unrest throughout the frontline base.
Soon, on the dry branches of the giant tree, a faint crimson began to appear, like leaf buds sprouting.
It began expanding outward again.
But soon, beams of light like spears surged up from the ground, piercing the heavens! Countless Light Spears stood in the White Country's desert, like fences, firmly locking down Shangrila's expansion, sealing the giant tree inside an invisible cage.
With the collaborative effort of the Federation and the Empire, an encirclent was finally completed from all sides.
Not only did it arrest the deterioration of events, but also successfully caged the Transformation within the Forest Country and Wolf Shackles!
Such decisiveness and swiftness, without the sluggishness and bloated stance of the past, truly comndable!
After all, being under Tian Yuan's watch, is reassuring and admirable!
Except for a trivial curiosity that Ji Jue feels...
Was this truly a decisive asure, or was it preditated?
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