Transforming Succubus: Almost Doomsday

Of course, the reason why Zhou Baiyu openly mentioned that memory could be altered within the Brain Hole World of the blue hole was because he thought the Seamer, despite being mad, was not stupid.

By proactively revealing it before the Seamer figured it out, he could create a facade of being straightforward.

In any case, Zhou Baiyu hoped to find any scenes related to the Seamer.

However, it was obvious that such a refined room would not exist in the Seamer's memory.

This study room was a place the Seamer couldn't even begin to imagine.

The Seamer said,

"Is there something strange about this room? Why did we stop?"

"Or do you think this scene is the memory construct of the person who sucked us in here?"

The Seamer was beginning to think.

However, all his thoughts were wrong.

Zhou Baiyu pointed at a painting on the wall:

"Do you recognize that painting?"

"No, I've never seen it. Is it something famous?"

The Seamer followed where Zhou Baiyu pointed and saw a painting hanging in a corner of the wall.

But the painting, depicting a family of three, was plain and even somewhat sloppy, though certainly better than a student's level.

Even so, it was not something worth Zhou Baiyu stopping to admire.

Zhou Baiyu did not answer the Seamer's question, which reignited the Seamer's fury.

Of course, after several attempts, Zhou Baiyu had also realized that the Seamer was powerless against him.

In this environment, the Seamer needed a guide.

The reason why Zhou Baiyu stayed in this room was precisely because of that painting—

The reason was that he had seen the painting before.

Zhou Baiyu didn't immediately approach the painting and didn't opt to open the door to move to a new scene either.

Instead, he surveyed the room.

He found a safe.

Embedded in the wall behind the bookshelf, such safes usually met high standards.

"That ability of yours to liquefy your body, can it unlock this?" Zhou Baiyu looked at the Seamer.

The Seamer blinked.

What the hell? Unlocking?

The Seamer's divinely granted stitching power was being considered for lock picking by the other party.

But the Seamer was indeed a bit curious about what "Huang Miu" was up to.

So he nodded:

"Even as fine as pores, I can infiltrate human epidermis. This is my—"

He almost slipped up and mentioned stitching again, but the Seamer fumbled with his words after a pause, then said: This is my— counter-defense ability."

Zhou Baiyu almost laughed.

"Would you mind opening the safe then? Oh, and my requirement is that you must not damage the box. You'll need some patience, alright? I don't expect you to be as powerful as the Seamer, but hopefully, you're more skillful, right?"

Zhou Baiyu was very adept at provoking the Seamer.

The Seamer, grinding his teeth, then asked:

"What do you mean by this? I mean, why are you doing this? You better explain yourself!"

He was almost losing his patience.

Zhou Baiyu just smiled and said:

"Just confirming a hypothesis; I'll tell you after you're done."

As if he would tell.

Keeping the Seamer anxious gave Zhou Baiyu a peculiar comfort.

Furious, the Seamer still complied and prepared to open the safe.

It wasn't a difficult task; with the Seamer's ability, his body easily liquefied and instantly infiltrated the lock of the safe.

Any mechanism was meaningless against this ability.

The safe was quickly opened, and the Seamer had to admit that if it weren't for him, the safe would definitely be challenging for others to open.

But inside the safe—there was actually nothing.

Zhou Baiyu furrowed his brows.

He then did something else that the Seamer couldn't understand; he took down the painting of the family of three from the wall.

The Seamer felt that the man in the painting looked somewhat familiar.

But he couldn't recall who it was at the moment.

Zhou Baiyu was also keeping an eye on the Seamer's reactions.

However, the Seamer clearly hadn't recognized who the man in the painting was.

In the end, the Seamer just saw Zhou Baiyu carefully place the painting into the safety deposit box and lock it up.

The Seamer exclaimed angrily,

"You made me fuss over this for a while, just to put that lousy painting in there?"

"The safety deposit box is used to protect important things."

The Seamer didn't grasp the meaning of this statement.

The safety deposit box is empty, isn't it?

If it's empty, doesn't that mean there are no valuable things in it?

"Does a painting become valuable by being placed in a safety deposit box?"

"Yes, many things are deemed valuable depending on where they are placed, just like some people keep important people in their hearts and others on their backsides."

On the Seamer's backside, there really were a small bunch of people.

The Seamer couldn't comprehend Zhou Baiyu's words; people from the end times tended to be more pragmatic.

Even the little girl from the old country road, if you hired her to contribute to humanity's future, she'd only want a few hundred dollars. But if you packaged her a bit, added some filters, and put her in a livestream room, she wouldn't help you lay bricks; she would just say thank you, mate.

However, in the Brain Hole World of Blue Hole, Zhou Baiyu preferred to believe that these memories-turned-worlds imply that objects aren't just objects, but hold some symbolic significance.

For instance, the safety deposit box could be interpreted as a place within everyone's heart where their most precious memories are stored.

If this place is empty, then that person no longer has any moral vulnerabilities.

Of course, these things, Zhou Baiyu couldn't share with Seamer.

And that painting—

Zhou Baiyu had seen it in the Worm Tower. It was a painting of a family of three by Bai Ling.

The figure in the painting was somewhat familiar to Seamer but he could not fully recognize him

In this place, Zhou Baiyu hadn't found any readable text; all the text was blurred.

Thus, he couldn't know what this place in Bai Ye's Memory World represented.

Nor could he know after hanging that painting in the corner and placing it in the empty safety deposit box, what it meant for the real-world memory of Bai Ye—

Wait a minute!

Zhou Baiyu suddenly widened his eyes.

"I've always felt that Bai Ye was far away from me...but in fact, if Seamer and I leave here...then in Blue Hole's Brain Hole World, it should be impossible to find the 'scene' with me and Seamer."

"Of course, this is just a speculation...If this speculation is correct."

"Then could it be that, apart from me, Seamer, number one... there is also—Bai Ye?"

Thinking that Bai Ye might be here was pure speculation.

Regarding the Brain Hole World, there are still too many uncertainties, many of which can only be guessed.

But guesses are the essence of Brain Hole.

Zhou Baiyu, as a player driven by intuition, greatly trusted his flashes of insight.

"Before I entered here, Blue Hole gradually recalled Huang Miu, Hei Wu, Chi Ye, Qing Yu..."

"But at last, just before I was drawn in, the last word at the end of each sentence spoken by Blue Hole was 'white'."

"This seemingly disordered arrangement of names, the first and the last, both warrant attention."

"But the first one fluctuates, however in any case, when the Holy Sanctuary existed in Blue Hole's recitations—"

"The last one is always White."

"A person so mentally deranged repeating a sentence, messing up several sequences of colors, yet only 'White' is unaffected..."

"Being placed last may not imply unimportance; it very likely is of utmost importance."

"Emmm, thinking about it, Huang Miu doesn't seem so useless?"

All these thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.

Zhou Baiyu now thought...this Brain Hole World was becoming interesting.

"If Bai Ye is here, then is Blue Hole's madness related to Bai Ye?"

"Is the safety deposit box devoid of valuables, or has the item been taken away?"

A sixth sense, allowing Zhou Baiyu to view the bigger picture as if with a demi-god's perspective.

But the Seamer just saw Zhou Baiyu making faces at the safety deposit box.

A safety deposit box isn't a Russian-made gadget, it can't talk dirty, it won't devour your polymers, why are you making faces at it?

"Bai Ye, me, number one, Seamer, I assume all four of us are in the Blue Hole's world..."

"So before and after my confrontation with number one, was there Bai Ye's design involved?"

After ensuring the safety deposit box was locked, Zhou Baiyu stood up:

"Let's go; we should head to the next scene. We don't have much time left, we shouldn't continue wasting time."

The Seamer was almost grinding his teeth:

"Isn't it you who's wasting time?"