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nPlease, The Other Me! (Part 2) (1)

nIn the pitch-black space.

nThe bored girl tilted her head, supported her cheek with her right hand and crossed her legs as she sat on a high stool.

nIn front of the girl was a shining magic screen.

nIt was as if she was in a private theater.

nAnd the girl was the only audience here.

nBut what was even more interesting was that if one looked carefully at the scene on the screen, they would be surprised to find that the protagonist in the screen actually looked exactly the same as the girl in the dark space.

nOr…

nThat was another her in the real world.

nThe girl was watching a movie called “My Life” with herself as the main character.

nHowever…

nFrom the audience’s reaction, it’s clear that this movie… wasn’t very good.

nSmack!

nThe girl suddenly slapped the armrest of the chair beside her angrily.

n“What a fool!”

nThe screen showed Liao Zixuan handing the Amethyst Grass and Roul’s letter to herself. Between the two choices, she had chosen the latter.

n“We already have the Amethyst Grass, can’t we just take it and leave? Why do we have to go and find trouble with that Fire God Sect or whatever!”

n“Hmph, don’t tell me you really think you’re very strong?!”

n“You’re not that capable, but you keep trying to get yourself involved. You’re so stupid!”

nThe girl in the dark space seemed to have been greatly angered. Her chest heaved up and down.

nPlease note that the “ups and downs” here could really be seen clearly. The ravines were distinct and layered with mountain ranges. It was completely different from the her in the real world.

nAfter all, this mental space was created by the girl. She was the only ruler here and could create whatever she wanted.

nFor example, the cool black dress the young woman was wearing or the aristocratic chair she was currently sitting in. Of course, this included… her own body.

nAhem…

nHmm.

nThe possibility of smuggled goods could not be ruled out!

nIn short, the infuriated girl waved her small hand and turned off the magic image in a fit of pique, as if she was unwilling to be angered further.

nUnfortunately.

nNot long after, the girl seemed to be unable to hold herself back and secretly turned it on again.

n“Just… just one more look.”

nThat was what the girl thought.

nBut in next to no time, this dark space was filled with exasperated sounds once again.

n“There wasn’t a single person from the Fire God Sect along the way. Isn’t it obvious that they’ve summoned all their subordinates back and are waiting for you to deliver yourself to them!”

n“Why didn’t you let someone else scout the path before entering the cave? And you even impulsively led the way?”

n“I can’t take it anymore! That old woman asked you for your name and you obediently told her! Don’t you know how to make up a name? What if she thinks of you in the future?!”

nShe followed the her in the real world into the Dreadclaw Lair, the headquarters of the Fire God Sect.

nThe girl in the dark space probably didn’t even realize it herself. Her originally relaxed sitting posture became ramrod straight and her hands on the chair handles also began to tighten. Her originally crossed legs had long been put down and she subconsciously started to step on the ground worriedly.

nThe girl stared at the screen intently, as if she was afraid of missing something.

nThis state finally reached its peak after Bishop Eugenia launched an attack on the her in the real world while pulling the dirty trick of using the foreigners in the iron cage to distract her. The her in the real world was distracted and wasted magic power to save them.

n“Idiot! Fool! Moron!”

n“I’m so angry! I’m so angry! I’m! So! Angry!”

nThe girl even jumped up from her chair.

nShe stomped her feet harshly in the dark space.

n“What are you doing? Do you know that you’re in danger now? Why are you still in the mood to help others?!”

n“You…”

nJust as the young girl gritted her teeth in resentment toward the her in the real world for not meeting up to her expectations, a voice suddenly sounded in this dark space.

n“Yeah, I know.”

n“What!? You fool! Since you know, why are you still…” The young girl was in the midst of cussing her out when she suddenly realized that something was wrong.

n“…”

n“…”

nThe girl who had transformed into a machine gun a moment ago was instantly rendered mute. The expression on her face was even more fascinating.

nFrom shock, to guilt, to unease, and finally, she closed her eyes and pretended to be dead.

nThis dark space belonged to her alone and was created by her. Outsiders would definitely not be able to enter. This was definitely true.

nBut there was one exception.

nUnless the person who entered was not an outsider, but herself.

nAnother…

nher.

n“Because I want to rely on them to buy me some time,” Vivian explained patiently.

n“You’ve been watching here all this time, so you should have noticed by now, right? Ever since I chose to help the foreigners in the iron cage, Bishop Eugenia has become exceptionally talkative. Even her emotions seem unstable. So I think that these foreigners are her weakness! The more I show that I care about them, the more she tries to convince me.”

n“Let her talk for a while longer. Let’s persevere for a while more. I’ll be able to learn her very powerful magic!”

nVivian’s smug voice echoed in the dark space.

nThis was completely different from the reality shown by the magic screen in the space. That Vivian was being suppressed by Eugenia to the point where she couldn’t even lift her head.

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