Opinions of the Herrscher of Dominance

This is an illusion that blocks vision, hiding the huge platform and the quiet, ancient mansion in a seemingly empty place.

But it is not a simple illusion; it is a psychological hint that constantly tells those who enter to leave and forget being here. Additionally, when they reach the edge of the illusion, they encounter physical obstacles as hard as invisible walls.

Angel couldn't tell how much of it was the technology of the previous civilization and how much was the metaphysical means imposed by Fu Hua.

But in short, this obstacle couldn't stop Ji Lin and Ah Lin.

They successfully broke through all obstacles and walked into this ancient, unpopular mansion.

"It's pretty good."

"It's just a little old. It looks like no one has been here for a long time. Many places are in tatters."

"It should be Jingwei's residence from a long time ago, right?"

"You'll know after taking a look. Let's keep going!"

Ji Lin and Ah Lin walked into the mansion's hall while looking and chatting.

Slowly pushing open the wooden door with faded dye and cracked carvings, a brand new hall came into view through the crack of the door.

"Why is it like it's brand new here?"

"It should be Jingwei who did some sort of protection."

"Here comes the problem. The other places we found have no protection measures. Some have collapsed and some have rotted. Only this place is as new as if it had just been cleaned. Did Jingwei really hide a treasure here?"

"It's very likely! Sister, let's go in and take a look!"

Ah Lin urged Ji Lin to open the door so that they could go in and find out.

As for privacy awareness, what are you talking about with the aboriginals of the tribe from five thousand years ago?

So the two stepped into this spacious and bright hall.

The flat and smooth wooden floor looked brand new, spacious, and bright. At the deepest part of the hall, on the table with seats on the left and right, an exquisite wooden box lay quietly.

Ji Lin and Ah Lin looked at each other, swallowed their saliva together, and then walked over slowly. The wooden box was carved with delicate patterns and dotted with gold lacquer. The elegant and luxurious appearance was complemented by soft golden silk inside the box, and the top was covered with a transparent, hard glass cover.

Looking at the contents of the wooden box, they lost their smiles.

"It's Little Fuxi..."

Placed in such a delicate wooden box, covered with soft silk, and protected by a transparent top cover, and treated so solemnly, was a little girl wearing white cloud sleeves, black hair longer than her bare feet, and a face as delicate as a craftsman's carving.

Like a sleeping elf, with eyes closed, she was extremely quiet and beautiful.

Every corner of her clothes and every strand of hair was clean and tidy. This showed how attentive the person who finally put her in the box and sealed her up was, and how much love and grief they had.

The Book of Fuxi was born in the hands of Fuxi and Nuwa. The ancestor Ji Lin fought side by side with the two until the end and died almost at the same time. Naturally, she recognized this little ELF.

So, when she saw the appearance of Book of Fuxi, Ah Lin couldn't help but cover her lips with both hands, and tears silently fell.

"So you are here. I thought you were buried in the ground... Little Fuxi, even you can't stay until the end?"

Ah Lin whimpered, unable to look at Book of Fuxi's sleeping face anymore, and turned her back involuntarily.

The sad sobbing lasted for a long time, and then Ji Lin's slightly hoarse voice sounded.

"Don't cry!"

"But, but Little Fuxi..."

"Fuxi and Nuwa said that Little Fuxi is an artificial lifeform, and also a machine they created themselves. And machines are different from people; machines can be repaired!"

"Sister, what do you mean?"

Ah Lin turned around with red eyes, looking at Ji Lin in disbelief and expectation.

Ji Lin raised her head and took a deep breath, as if she was holding back tears.

Then, she said:

"That's right! It will definitely work! Look, Little Fuxi doesn't have any scars at all. Maybe the problem is not serious and she will definitely get better!"

"But even Jingwei can only leave her here?"

"Jingwei can't repair her! She is just a reckless person like us! The times are different now. People nowadays are much smarter than those in the past and understand complex machine creation. Jingwei in the past had no way, but people nowadays can definitely help Little Fuxi!"

"Sister, is it really possible?"

Ah Lin hesitated, fearing the cruel future of giving birth to hope and then failing again.

"Pah!"

Ji Lin slapped Ah Lin. The force was not strong, but it was loud enough to make people sober.

"If we don't try, there will be no hope at all! Ah Lin, Jingwei has lost too much. If there is even a slim possibility, we must make it happen!"

The firm voice was like a bell, pulling Ah Lin out of grief and hesitation.

Ah Lin touched her cheek with her hand, looked at the other self's expression that was so firm and not confused at all, and gradually calmed down. With tears in her eyes, she nodded heavily.

"Sister is right! How can we say there is no hope without trying? For Little Fuxi, for Jingwei, for Fuxi and Nuwa, we will definitely find a way!"

"Very good, our sisters' unity is the first step to success!"

Ji Lin slowly smiled, then stretched out her hand and gently stroked the glass cover on the top of the wooden box, as if stroking the face of Book of Fuxi in the air, with a gentle and sad look.

Ah Lin watched quietly, sighing silently in her heart.

'Ah, she really inherited my stronger and braver side. In comparison, I am so weak and timid.'

Muttering to herself, Ah Lin couldn't help but feel lucky that it was Ji Lin who woke up first, and that it was Ji Lin who became the dominant one between the two.

If it was the soft side of herself who woke up first, she wouldnt be here today, let alone see hope, right?

"Siister, what should we do??"

"Let's take Little Fuxi down the mountain! Go see this era, visit the masters who understand machinery, and find someone who can wake Little Fuxi up!"

"Okay, ll'l listen to you, sister. But..."

"But what?"

Ji Lin carefully picked up the wooden box and looked at Ah Lin, who was hesitant.

Ah Lin sighed and said:

"I feel like it's better to hide it from Jingwei first."

"Why?"

"If it doesn't work in the end, it's better to let Jingwei forget it all the time, rather than let her experience the transition from hope to despair. Maybe it's better for her."

"I say, your attitude of considering failure before taking action is not okay! Show me your momentum! You know that the brave win when two people meet on a narrow road!"

Ji Lin hit Ah Lin's forehead angrily.

Ah Lin retreated weakly, lowered her head, and dared not speak.

The context of the phrase "the brave wins when two people meet on a narrow road" is wrong, but the meaning is understandable.

In short, Ah Lin had nothing to say and once again expressed her admiration for herself, who inherited the strong and brave side.

Then, Ji Lin held the wooden box and grinned again:

"But what you said makes sense. Instead of letting Jingwei worry and wait, it's better to wake Little Fuxi up and give her a surprise directly! Okay, let's do it!"

"... Then why did you still scolded me?"

"What's wrong with scolding you? With your disappointing appearance, you are so sissy. Do I need to pick a day to scold you?"

"We are girls... Okay, okay, I won't say anything. Whatever sister says is what it is! Sister is so wise and powerful!"

Ah Lin took back her complaints when Ji Lin glared at her, moved closer to Ji Lin, and pounded her shoulders in a flattering manner. At the same time, looking at the Fuxi Book held in Ji Lin's hand, Ah Lin's eyes glowed softly.

'Jingwei, as long as you are alive, you will always encounter good things. I know you are suffering, but you must not give up hope. Just like we can find Little Fuxi, you will definitely get to know her again.'

Ah Lin's mouth gradually revealed a smile.

...

At the same time, in the lively Domination Theater, a group of Angels sat around Yae Sakura while silently paying attention to the events in Taixu Mountain.

"As expected, Little Fuxi was properly hidden. Master would never treat Little Fuxi's body carelessly!"

"To repair Little Fuxi, there are three feasible directions."

"Otto should have a way, but it's best not to find him, otherwise he might trick us again."

"There must be a way in World Serpent, at least in the Elysian Realm, but we haven't mingled with the comrades around the Gray Serpent yet, so it's probably not easy to do."

"Although Anti-Entropy doesn't have so many gifts from the previous civilization, Sister Lisel and Sister Frederica are both geniuses of the century. If there is enough time, they should be able to repair her. However, I'm afraid I have to give Little Fuxi as a sample for them to study first."

"It feels like neither side is suitable. It's not a one-day job. Let Ji Lin and Ah Lin wander around for a few more days."

The Angels discussed it all while feeling a little melancholy.

In their hearts, they naturally wanted little ancestor to wake up quickly, listen to the little ancestor's cold, lazy and pleasant voice, and increase Fu Hua's favorability strategy progress bar.

However, it is indeed troublesome, and it is not something that can be done just by thinking about it.

"Or, try to integrate the core into little ancestor's body. After all, the dominance power also has the function of repairing the clone. At most, it can be taken out after repairing it."

"It's not appropriate. If it is a simple machine, it's okay, but little ancestor is closer to a human being and has consciousness. If the core enters, it will inevitably affect little ancestor's consciousness, and it may cause trouble."

"During Ji Lin, we had no choice that time. If she didn't develop herself into an avatar, she would have been completely wiped out by the Honkai. In the end, it was also a certain amount of luck that successfully saved Ji Lin's self."

"The little ancestor has been asleep for too long, and it is hard to say what the structure of her consciousness is in this form of existence. It's best not to take risks, right?"

What Angel wants is the real Fuxi Book, not a disguised clone. Fortunately, there is still time, they can only wait and see.

The discussion on the matter of the Fuxi Book came to an end.

After that, the eyes of the Angels all turned to Yae Sakura in the middle.

"Are you ready?"

"You will start from Nagazora City, without a map or any additional help. You have to rely on the ability of Jizo Mitama like a real ancient miko who has just awakened, and clumsily grope and find clues about Kallen by bumping and bumping around."

"Then, find all the way to Europe, all the way... until Otto takes the initiative to contact you!"

"We can't tell the time. You have to explore on your own like a real ancient person. It may take more than half a year, or one or two years; it's all possible!"

"But it's worth it. Use time to consolidate your personality and strengthen your authenticity! Although it won't play a key role, all the details are necessary to win Otto's trust!"

Under the gaze of the Angels, Yae Sakura laid Jizo Mitama horizontally in front of her knees, facing a mirror, rubbing her cheeks with both hands.

Then, according to the memory of Yae Sakura, Yae Sakura Angel raised her moist pink lips and revealed a gentle and beautiful smile with hidden sadness.

"Yae Sakura should smile like this, right?"

"I'm ready!"

So, Archbishop Otto, are you ready to take my move?