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"But it also depends on suitability. Historical illusions lasting a year or two are fine for experiments, but a few months are not. The main focus should be on persecuting… ah, no, digesting the potion and gathering intelligence." Lin Ruo pondered in his heart. After forming a general idea for his next actions, he lazily stretched.
Then, following the hints from the information he had just received, Lin Ruo reached out and snapped his fingers.
"Snap—"
Time seemed to freeze at that moment. The next second, Lin Ruo felt the familiar daze again, followed by a sudden sense of weightlessness.
He seemed to be falling from a great height, with the whistling wind and chirping birds in his ears.
Lin Ruo abruptly opened his eyes, seeing the azure sky receding further and further away from him as his body rapidly descended.
Crap!
Before he could complain about this terrible starting situation, Lin Ruo whispered a word, simulated the abilities of the Storm Pathway, and controlled the wind to stabilize his falling body. Only then did he have time to observe his surroundings.
He was floating about five or six meters above the ground, a height where a slight delay in reaction could have led to a 'death by falling at the start' achievement. Around Lin Ruo were dense vegetation and a small wooden cabin, nestled among bushes and hidden beneath the greenery.
Where is this?
Lin Ruo frowned. Even with his knowledge, he couldn't immediately determine his location, only that he might be on some primitive island.
And this small wooden cabin in front of him… Lin Ruo pinched his chin, and movie scenes like 'Cabin in the Woods' flashed through his mind. After a brief thought, he used the wind to slowly lower himself. Once his feet were on solid ground, Lin Ruo walked directly towards the small wooden cabin.
Anyway, he wouldn't actually get hurt in a historical illusion, so he could do whatever he wanted.
Caution wasn't meant for situations like this.
When Lin Ruo entered the small wooden cabin, he found that it was exquisitely and beautifully decorated on the outside. All the details perfectly matched his aesthetic, and it even gave him a sense of familiarity.
However, there were no windows on the cabin walls, so Lin Ruo couldn't see inside. But this obviously didn't bother him. He walked to the door and tentatively knocked a few times.
"Thump thump thump—"
"Rustle—"
The sound of clothing rubbing and footsteps sounded simultaneously. A few seconds later, the door opened, and a figure appeared before Lin Ruo.
Lin Ruo raised an eyebrow.
"Should I say, 'Nice to meet you,' or 'Long time no see'?"
The person chuckled, a gentle smile on his face. His appearance was identical to Lin Ruo's.
"For you, it shouldn't be a long time, right? After all, when I wasn't here, time should have been stagnant." Lin Ruo said calmly. He looked at the person in front of him, pinched his chin, and asked, "Are you… an Avatar?"
"Strictly speaking, just a mental imprint, or you can understand me as a special historical projection." The person, who was the projected Lin Ruo, explained, stepping back half a pace to make way for the entrance, and said, "Come in. I don't want to stay at the door with you feeding mosquitoes."
"There are mosquitoes here?" Lin Ruo's expression became subtly strange.
"Of course there are. And they're a species I specifically researched. Their bites have a really strong after-effect. Do you want to try?" The projected Lin Ruo curved his lips. He didn't feel guilty about this at all; instead, he was quite proud.
"You're just so amazing then!" Lin Ruo said casually as he entered the wooden cabin. It was only after stepping inside that Lin Ruo discovered it was a world unto itself.
What greeted him was not a small space of only about ten square meters, but a boundless wheat field. Lin Ruo was stunned, then suddenly felt something and lowered his head, realizing he seemed to have changed his attire to that of a prince from an anime.
Lin Ruo immediately turned his head and saw that his historical projection had also changed clothes. Other than that, there was nothing unusual, except for a pair of white pointed ears on his head and a large tail of the same color wagging behind his butt.
Lin Ruo blinked. His gaze fell on the non-human features. After several seconds of silence, he said, "Little Prince?"
"Of course, this is today's random theme." The projected Lin Ruo nodded as a matter of course, and as he spoke, the fox ears on top of his head twitched. "Speaking of which, do you want to touch them? They feel really good, no worse than a real fox!"
"Really?" Lin Ruo's eyes lit up. Clearly well-adapted to this, he directly reached out and ruffled the projection's head a couple of times. After ruffling the ears, he didn't forget to pat the tail a couple of times, even nodding and commenting, "It's really good…"
He felt no shame from ruffling himself, making one exclaim, "As expected of Lin Ruo!"
"So this is… my Utopia." After ruffling his own ears and tail, Lin Ruo withdrew his hand. He looked around, seemingly remembering something, and his expression gradually became complicated.
Lin Ruo did indeed recall some things, not very clear memories, but vague and fragmented scenes.
In those scenes, Lin Ruo saw himself building this "Utopia," and he also saw how, after causing trouble with Medici, he narrowly escaped into "Utopia" to avoid "pursuit."
Lin Ruo also saw how, after he dragged Sasrir to skip work, he deliberately tricked him here, then used Utopia's special characteristics to make him cross-dress unexpectedly, and then was chased and beaten… cough, in short, this was undoubtedly a place that held countless memories for him, his true safe house, and where he slept every time.
Of course, the place Lin Ruo was currently in was not the "Utopia" itself, but an existence similar to the projected Lin Ruo. The reason Lin Ruo arranged such an existence and his historical projection in the historical illusion had only one purpose—to help himself recover his past memories in a stable and slow manner, and to allow himself to temporarily possess the power he once had as a Angel of Judgment within the historical illusion.
The existence of historical illusions, besides saving people, was always for the purpose of him recovering his memories from the very beginning.
He would retrace history in these historical illusions, from the fifth epoch to the fourth epoch, and then to the third epoch, unhurriedly, in an absolutely safe way to find his past self and retrieve his lost memories.
"You can also choose to refuse, you know. I absolutely respect 'my' choice." The projected Lin Ruo said with a smile.
"If it were before, I might really have refused…" Lin Ruo also smiled, then extended his hands to the projected Lin Ruo and said, "But now I'm ready to embrace the past."
"Come on, don't pity me just because I'm a delicate flower."
"That last sentence really ruins the mood." The projected Lin Ruo complained, then genuinely walked over and gave Lin Ruo a hug.
The next second, the projected Lin Ruo turned into light.
The light surged into Lin Ruo's body, like tired birds returning to their nest. Lin Ruo blinked and felt something extra in his mind.
That was the first part of his memories from the Roselle period, but only a portion was unsealed. The remaining parts would only be unsealed when he entered the corresponding historical illusion.
As for other memories, Lin Ruo would have to go to key historical illusions and perform Fusion with other projections to obtain them.
"This method is truly overly gentle." Lin Ruo exhaled, his mind sinking into the unsealed portion of his memories.
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