Chapter 40: Chapter 40: The More You Fear and Worry, the Safer You Are

Yu Yunxiao twitched his ears and frowned at Mo Jiao. "Your interests are really diverse, huh—romance novels and horror comics."

"When I reported my preferences to the Terminal, I didn’t ask for books or comics," Mo Jiao explained. "The bookshelf in this room and these books—they’re not mine at all."

"They’re mine," Xiao Jinsheng answered.

"I believe the romance novels are yours, but these horror comics too?" Mo Jiao chuckled. "Why don’t you stop trembling while flipping through them before you explain?"

"It’s precisely because I’m scared of this kind of stuff that the thing I’m looking for must be hidden in them." Xiao Jinsheng said with determination.

"This one has traces of writing," Que Zelian pointed out.

Xiao Jinsheng quickly leaned in, only to find herself face-to-face with a grotesque ghost drawn in the comic.

She flinched backward in fear but then forced herself to lean in again, suppressing her discomfort to examine it closely. She finally noticed faint, indented handwriting on the paper.

"I seem to have forgotten myself."

"I can’t remember where I came from or how long I’ll have to live in this hellish place."

"I want to go home."

"My memory seems... faulty. Multiple personalities? Schizophrenia? But it feels like it’s neither. It’s as if someone keeps rewriting my memories—they know all my habits and can predict every decision I’ll make through those patterns."

"Compared to things I love or am accustomed to, what frightens me actually feels safer."

"The Terminal assigned me five husbands, but I don’t want them. In this world, I neither want to trust nor dare to trust anyone anymore."

"Today is October 17th, my parents’ death anniversary. Wasting away in this apocalyptic world might be worse than dying. If I die, perhaps I can reunite with my family. My memory worsens every day—maybe next year, I won’t even recall their death anniversary anymore."

"I want to die so badly. I’m afraid of pain, so I can’t bring myself to do it. If only someone could kill me painlessly. Xiao Jinsheng, quit eating those awful buns!"

The familiar handwriting, the familiar tone—after reading it, Xiao Jinsheng stood frozen, completely dumbfounded.

started rifling through the remaining horror

discovered, none of the others yielded any

one discovery was enough to overwhelm

began to parse through everything

parents had died in a car accident during her middle school years. Originally kind

before coming to this world, she avoided making friends, immersed herself in the internet, and preferred spending time with animals during her free hours rather than interacting

been a complete mess; her body was frail too. She failed miserably to

she encountered the Divine Gold System, which had mistaken her for

she believed

had taken a strange turn—according to her memories, she had arrived six days ago, right after selling

her deceased relatives late at night, or herself leaving clues in the horror comic—they were both parts of

her nineteen years in the Mist Continent might

Yan!" Clearly, Bai Yan was her

System, Bai Yan was supposed to be gentle and kind, someone adored by everyone. Bai Yan’s spiritual

she wasn’t supposed to possess the

It couldn’t be...

moment, Xiao Jinsheng felt a sense of

that had brought her here—or the original plot she knew where Bai Yan was the protagonist, were entirely fabricated to

experienced—had been under someone else’s control. Lies and truths in her memories blurred together to the point where

despair, her entire body

to know—I’ll always be firmly on your side." Que Zelian pulled her

you need it, just ask. I’ve already lost you twice; I owe you something to make up

that you dislike buns," Huaiqing said, his gaze soft behind his glasses. "I’m planning to compile a list of food you don’t like—though it would be better if you also

kill?" Su Ye raised a hand and poked Xiao

brows at her. "Looks like

calling me ratings girl, murder buddy!"

glanced at the others. "See?

venomous one

had pulled herself out of the earlier haze of despair, the men present all

also collected her emotions and

was in was real or fake, if her

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