Chapter 1192 - 1192: Because He Is Good

However, perhaps it was precisely this emotion that prompted her to choose this profession of protecting the one behind her, even after losing her memory.

But the Shield Woman's sincere confession didn't move the Mute Girl much. Instead, she shrugged her lips, "Stop worrying unnecessarily. There won't be any danger. Just drive."

Seeing her sister so insistent, the Shield Woman opened her mouth but ultimately said nothing, reluctantly restarting the car.

In the ensuing silence, the Mute Girl propped her chin, pretending to focus on the rapidly retreating scenery outside the window, but her peripheral vision never strayed from the Shield Woman.

She remembered that in the Dungeon, she had once commented on the Shield Woman, saying that she was not overly attached to memories of the past. After all, her progress in the strategy was such that she hadn't even touched the middle layers.

But now, it seemed that the relationship between her and her family, or rather, with her "sister," was much better than she had anticipated.

However, this wasn't exactly good news.

After all, the deeper the attachment to the past, the harder it is to recall memories.

In a certain sense, the more discord there is between the Shield Woman and her family, the more advantageous it becomes.

For the Shield Woman deeply trapped in the Land of Oblivion, it's like making a choice between two worlds. Emphasizing truth or falsehood is meaningless; the balance will tilt in favor of whichever memories are more precious.

The more comfortable it is in the Illusion Realm, resembling a beautiful dream, the less willing one is to wake up and return to that harsh reality.

And for the years she spent in the Otherworld... just looking at those miasma-filled people of the Divine Basin Sect, it's clear they wouldn't count as pleasant memories, and she couldn't be expected to have much longing for that part of her life.

As for the powers and influence of the Otherworld, while a great temptation for many,

considering the Shield Woman's family background and the dazzling entertainment technology of this world, it's hard to say how much weight the title of a Kingdom Noble Knight holds for her.

So, was the initial guidance to "only let two people survive"?

The Mute Girl's gaze shifted to a place that only she could see—a phantom projection quietly floating in the corner of the car window, flickering slightly.

Not long ago, the panel, brutally shattered by the Ice Heaven Great Snake God, has now been restored to its original state. Although temporarily blank without any text, it still stubbornly asserted its presence.

If only she and her sister had survived that accident, then after witnessing the tragic deaths of all the students in the class, this female teacher's heart would likely have been severely affected.

At that time, perhaps just a gentle push would make her willingly choose to flee to the Otherworld, to embrace a new life capable of gaining the power to avert disasters.

However, as of now, the Mute Girl had no plans to change her course of action.

She would only administer necessary pain. Torturing others without any reason did not conform to her aesthetics.

In the quiet silence, the car quickly drove into the luxurious neighborhood where they lived. The barrier of the underground garage lifted upon recognizing the license plate, headlights turned on, illuminating the underground darkness.

Though the speed of the car slowed down, the Shield Woman's grip on the steering wheel tightened, faint veins appearing on her fair hands. The movement of the car forward was slow and imbued with a certain heavy gravity.

In truth, a bit of calm reflection would reveal that there was no real danger here.

Although the occupancy rate of this neighborhood wasn't high, the underground garage was by no means an abandoned place. Many residents came and went daily.

If an event causing casualties had truly occurred here, it would have been cordoned off long ago, and circulating online wouldn't be a video full of skepticism, but an official investigative report with a seal.

However, the Shield Woman, who had wholly accepted her sister's "superpower awakening" theory, had no capacity left to think about these things.

She merely stared intently at the darkness ahead, gripping the steering wheel tightly, and cautioned, "Do not get out of the car on your own—"

Unfortunately, if she just angled her head slightly, she would discover that her sister, who should've been sitting obediently in the passenger seat, had already disappeared from her seat.

The next moment, a dull "thud" sounded from the roof of the car.

The Shield Woman jerked in shock, looking up sharply, but through the semi-transparent sunroof, she didn't see any imagined monster; instead, it was the girl's shadowy skirt hem under the dim light.

On the car roof, the Mute Girl stood with her legs apart, arms crossed, chin slightly raised, overlooking the empty underground garage.

Why did the video of spiritual energy resurgence get uploaded online, and why hadn't the person who shot it responded to any doubts? The explanations online were varied, some said it was for traffic hype, others claimed it was truly haunted, others said it was AI-generated...

But the truth is quite simple: because it was a clue provided by this Illusion Realm to her, the strategy seeker.

Just like a game would pop up tips at the right time and refresh items at the right place, the Dungeon, although cruel, had its considerate aspects.

Hence, this video naturally appeared and was seen by her, and of course, whatever was lurking in this parking lot would only manifest when she, the strategy seeker, arrived, and wouldn't pose a threat to those NPCs created by the Illusion Realm.

"Bring it on!"

Without hesitation, she chose to engage in battle, her clear voice echoed throughout the concrete dome of the underground garage.

Along with this proclamation, magic power surged around her, like a flower blooming softly in the night, emanating a kind of sweet aroma that attracted the mind.

The shadows in the garage rapidly thickened, and then, like a swarm of frenzied bees drawn in, they rushed at her from all sides, swallowing both the girl and the vehicle beneath her in an instant.

[Memory of the Root: Solitude]

A girl born to a wealthy merchant family, having everything materially since childhood, yet almost never feeling the warmth of her family. Growing up step by step under the framework of prodigious education, her exterior was delicately beautiful like a doll, but inside was as barren as a long-dry desert, devoid of life.

Though she chose her own life after growing up, how would you have her face and accept that unbearable past?

[Entering the Dungeon, the Mute Girl received a blessing from——]

1.5. Black Gold God

2.6. Mechanical God

3.7. Drama God

4.8. Fallen God

9. Love God

10. Great Success/Great Failure

D10=8

♛: Fallen God

[Guidance of the Perfect Star (total success count 1, become a beacon after succeeding 10 times)]

D100+10=(100)=110

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