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Chapter 605: Chapter Six Hundred and Two, BE16, "Her Fulfillment

Embedded in the wall, the glass aquarium cabinet showcased the elegant lines of silvery fish unfurling under the caress of currents.

The girl stretched out her fair hand, holding a carving knife.

This was an art studio, with paint palettes, sculptures, buckets, and other items strewn in the corner. The giant aquarium display embedded in the wall made it feel as though people were living in a house with the sea as its foundation.

Su Ming’an sat beside the girl, his black hair slightly revealing her bright red eyes.

"I like carving, whether it’s wood or stone sculptures. Humanity’s most beautiful trait lies in its creativity. It would be too dull if everything was judged by data and rationality," the girl said as she tapped with a small hammer. "To possess the cells of a great artist, to love pursuing beautiful things, only to be excluded by a cold system pronouncing one ’unfit to adapt’... Such a life is too sad."

Su Ming’an looked up at the high window on the wall—where a few stars could faintly be seen, for it was now early morning.

The scent of grilled sausages on the wind and the sound of students’ bicycles had long faded, leaving Constantine in a quiet slumber, save for a few lamps burning the midnight oil.

In such serene night, in the spacious art classroom, the black-haired girl sat focused at the center, sculpting her artwork with dedication.

"This city is too cold. Why have humans become like this?" the girl mused as she carved. "I remember, before the Century Catastrophe a hundred years ago, everything was beautiful. People didn’t have to deliberately suppress their emotions; they had lives unjudged by the Dawn System. Sadly, this era of freedom was buried, and people willingly became slaves to data..."

Su Ming’an remained silent.

"Ding" "Ding," the girl raised the hammer and chisel, her blood-red eyes, made particularly beautiful under the influence of the Ta Wei Demon Pattern, appearing almost enchanted.

"Why don’t you speak?" she asked. "Do you not agree with me, not even enough to argue?"

Su Ming’an stared at her, looking somewhat dazed.

The girl also fixed her gaze on his eyes, the odd staring match lasting three minutes.

Suddenly, she stood up straight, having realized something.

—Above Su Ming’an’s ears were a pair of earplugs.

Those earplugs were tightly sealing his ears, making her two hours of talking all for naught!

"Stop dreaming, Ta Wei," Su Ming’an’s eyes wandered, the Level 10 Mechanics-produced dust-proof earplugs were indeed useful—he had sat there for two hours without being tempted by her, Ta Wei.

"—Did Dawn tell you that if you hear the Whisperings of Ta Wei and show the slightest approval, you will be seduced?" the girl suppressed her anger. "Don’t worry, you’re the only one we can’t infiltrate."

"Heh," Su Ming’an laughed dryly.

He wouldn’t believe a word, not a single punctuation mark, that she said.

"I’m telling the truth," the girl said. "If we could take action against you, wouldn’t we have done it long ago? How could you have survived until today?"

"..." Su Ming’an’s gaze danced freely through the air.

He wouldn’t listen; he wouldn’t believe a single word.

Seeing Su Ming’an’s impervious demeanor, the girl, who had grown parched and exasperated from talking for two hours, let her anger rise to her head, and suddenly closed her eyes.

The next instant, she opened them again, the fiery red gone, replaced by a pair of normal jade-colored eyes.

This was Dong An’an, a mute girl by day, but a ruthless one by night. She had attempted to assassinate him, claiming, "If I hold you hostage, would the Dawn System collapse?" but was ultimately knocked down by the vigilant Cloning Ming at night.

Unexpectedly, she had now infiltrated Constantine University in the Core Area—a feat not just any orphan girl could accomplish.

"Did ’Ta Wei’ take possession of you just now?" Su Ming’an asked.

Dong An’an glanced at him, "I’m the only person ’Ta Wei’ can directly possess."

"Why?"

"I won’t answer you."

"Do you hate me because of my city-state ideals?" Su Ming’an recalled her assassination attempt.

"—No." Confusion flickered in Dong An’an’s eyes, as she pointed the sharp end of her carving knife at his eye.

"I just want to kill you," she said. "I don’t know why, but it seems to be my only longstanding wish. If I don’t do it, it always feels wrong..."

"You’ve been brainwashed," Su Ming’an said.

Dong An’an didn’t dislike him, she just wanted to kill him—she even saw it as her ultimate life goal.

This is just too sick.

Could she be an assassin trained by the resistance organization?

But she was directly possessed by Ta Wei, unlike others who can only be indirectly seduced through whispering. Is there something special about her?

Could she be from Ta Wei? Was she accidentally sent to this world to infiltrate from within?

He pulled up Constantine University’s enrollment records, and there was no Dong An’an.

"Hmm?" He switched to the city-state resident population system with some surprise and searched carefully... but still, there was no Dong An’an.

That was truly inconceivable. To enter the city-state, one must have the Dawn Chip implanted. Why didn’t she have any information?

He turned his wheelchair and saw the back of her neck—there was no raised mark.

She actually didn’t have a Dawn Chip.

At that moment, he suddenly heard a system prompt.

"Ding dong!"

[You have encountered a key figure, "Dong An’an".]

[There exists a Dawn Code·Third Place on "Dong An’an".]

...

"Put the knife down," Su Ming’an said, staring at the knife tip less than two inches from his eyes.

No information file, no Dawn Chip... Dong An’an, Su Rin, and he were the only three beings not under Dawn’s surveillance.

If he could use her to avoid Dawn’s watchful eyes, his collection of the codes would go more smoothly.

It seemed like there had been a prompt before that she possessed the second code "Kosai," which he had already obtained from Xiao Mei’s pendant. He didn’t know why the code prompt appeared again now.

The mechanism of this code had always been a mystery; he was unclear about the way he "read" the codes on people.

"I want to kill you," Dong An’an stressed, the carving knife in her hand gleaming coldly.

"You don’t have the courage to kill me; otherwise, you would have done it that night," Su Ming’an pressed her slender hand down. "Put the knife down."

A mix of confusion, hesitation, struggle, and anger appeared on the girl’s face. After a moment, it seemed that rationality overcame her rage, and she dropped the knife.

Her green eyes were moist with the moonlight outside the high window, like a serene lake cradling the moon’s color.

"I also don’t know why I want to kill you," Dong An’an murmured to herself. Facing Su Ming’an’s SS-level charm, her wariness and hostility were gradually fading. "I don’t know my origins, I can’t remember my childhood memories, I... I seem to have forgotten many things."

Su Ming’an felt a headache coming on; he had a fear of Xiber.

"—Mr. Lewis?"

Suddenly, a student’s voice came from the door.

A group of students who were studying late at night passed by and recognized Su Ming’an in the art room.

"Is that really Mr. Lewis? I specifically ran to three auditoriums this afternoon and listened until the end of every class."

"Really, the campus forum was talking about him. A high-level persona, able to play lost instruments, and also good-looking, I want to take a picture with him..."

Their voices were soft, but Su Ming’an in his Shadow State heard them loud and clear.

He raised his head as the students filed in at the door, voices clamoring.

"Mr. Lewis, can you add me on the small green? I want to learn composition from you; my friend circle has a lot of goodies..."

"Teacher, don’t be too strict with gender; do you accept campus romances?"

"Mr. Lewis, I come from the Kangweis Family of the Core Area, and I would like to hire you as a family pianist, inviting you to the opening evening of Caius Tower..."

They were mostly students of privileged backgrounds, living smooth lives, oblivious to the tense atmosphere inside the room. Several of them stepped in front of Dong An’an, separating her from Su Ming’an.

"Sorry, I..." Su Ming’an tried to speak, but the crowd surrounded him so tightly that he couldn’t.

Suddenly, a female voice came through.

"Teacher, may I ask the name of the piece you played this afternoon?"

Dong An’an forcefully made her way through the crowd of young men and women, clearing a path for him.

Su Ming’an had played a piece he’d written himself during the afternoon class.

"The name of the piece is..." Su Ming’an recalled the sheet music filled with tremolos and staccatos.

"’Absence,’" he said.

The next moment, he took advantage of the gap Dong An’an had forcefully cleared and left the aquarium art room, which was no longer peaceful.

She had cleared the siege for him.

Voices of resentment from the students echoed from behind.

"...Who is that girl who spoke to him? Which major is she from?"

"Never seen her before, she looks so young, a grade skipper? High-level persona?"

"What high-level persona, she’s just someone with an obscure background, probably just basking in the light of voting rights. Lucky for someone without qualifications to get into this university..."

Pushing Su Ming’an, Dong An’an smiled at the envious comments behind her, undisturbed.

The tranquility in her eyes possessed a night-like quality.

"I hate this world," she said, "I hate this city-state, I hate the Dawn System, I hate everything I see..."

"You should see a psychiatrist," Su Ming’an said.

Dong An’an gave him a look.

"Why isn’t there any information about you in the system?" Su Ming’an changed the subject.

"Hmm? Because after I lost my memory, I stumbled into a place and saw a deadly secret. The Dawn System had to agree to my demands, or I would upload the secret to the network." Dong An’an revealed a smile, "It sent the Mechanical Army after me to erase that secret, but at the time, you saved me. I’ve already backed up the secret in time. Now, the Dawn System can’t do anything about me anymore."

"To threaten the Dawn System with a secret, you’re quite bold," Su Ming’an said. "Do you still want to kill me now?"

Dong An’an pursed her lips, "I know it’s not quite right to think this way, and I don’t have the determination to kill you right now. But if you really want to die later on, just call me, I’ll help you."

"Oh," Su Ming’an said.

The peculiar friendship he had established with Miss Dong An’an of the night was very unhealthy, based bizarrely on a "murder contract."

"It won’t take much time," he coughed, staining the tissue with a hint of crimson, "I won’t last much longer than twenty days tops, my body won’t hold up."

"..." Dong An’an fell silent.

She wheeled Su Ming’an back to the teachers’ dormitory, and as she was about to leave, Su Ming’an stopped her.

"Wait, Dong An’an."

She turned around.

The night breeze fluttered through her black hair, the confusion in the depths of her eyes starkly apparent, a girl with nowhere to belong, who had forgotten everything.

Su Ming’an locked eyes with her.

[Skill activation commencing, please maintain eye contact.]

[NPC (Dong An’an), Favorability: 60+5+5...]

...

[Current Favorability Rating: Irreplaceable]

[Note: Current Favorability has reached (Friendship Line·Maximum)]

[Note: Maximum Favorability has its pros and cons, please act with caution.]

...

"Tell me, what place did you break into before, and what secret of Dawn did you learn?" Su Ming’an said.

She stared at him, her eyes swirling with intense emotion.

She took out a pill from her pocket.

"You eat this first," she said softly.

Su Ming’an took the pill, "What’s this?"

"If you eat it, I’ll tell you," she responded.

He gave Dong An’an a glance and swallowed the pill.

He had a premonition about what was to come and wasn’t afraid.

"Alright, speak," he said.

In the next instant, a chilling flash appeared,

she raised the sculptor’s chisel high above her head.

Holding the chisel like a statue of a Greek goddess, she stood erect, arms raised high as if bearing a golden scale and an olive branch.

She plunged the chisel—into his wristwatch Xike, then aimed for his throat.

"..."

He immediately raised his finger to activate the energy shield—

The finger did not respond.

He found it somewhat amusing—after more than three months, he had been poisoned by a girl again, in his room, no less.

As for feelings of regret, there were not many; instead, he felt an "I knew it" sensation.

He guessed that she might mean him harm, but he needed to see this scene for himself, otherwise he wouldn’t have casually swallowed an unknown pill.

At least, he knew—that after Dong An’an’s favorability was maxed out, she would inexplicably attack him.

In her eyes, was death a form of happiness?

To obtain this information, he deemed dying once quite worthwhile, even "worth it."

Blood sprayed from his neck in a bright red bloom.

Dong An’an’s strength surprised him; the triggered Defensive Barrier designed to withstand 1000 combat power had no effect on her.

Maybe death was somewhat numb, the pill must have had a calming analgesic effect; he didn’t feel much pain.

Before consciousness faded, he saw her almost maniacal state.

The chisel in her hand—chopped, chopped, and chopped his skin, puncturing his neck.

One cut,

Two cuts,

Three cuts.

"—This way, it’s over, it won’t continue, come, come, let me show you the real face of the world..."

Her blurred figure amidst the crimson seemed to flicker in and out of sight, like a bright red, fierce, mad beast.

The blood spatters on her pale face resembled the fishes leaping, darting, and swaying in the aquarium glass.

Her supressed roar reached a crescendo, resonating with a tearing agony.

"—Yasa Acto..."

"So great."

"You’re finally dead..."

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