Today is the seventh day since leaving the small town.
Elysia got up from the hotel, picked up her phone to send a greeting to everyone in town, stretched her body toward the morning sun, and then stared at the sky outside the window.
The suspension lines here are already very faint; staying for a few more days should be enough to cut them off completely.
After stepping out of the small town, Elysia immediately discovered that, without overdrawing her life force, she could currently only cut the suspension lines within her line of sight.
The advantage was that she could cut them instantly, but the disadvantage was that the range was far too small; by the time she had traveled the world, the Cocoon of Finality would likely have already descended.
Therefore, she further developed her authority and researched a more efficient method: she could cause the Sea of Origin to precipitate, forming a passive purification field.
The principle was similar to the Binding barrier, but it caused absolutely no harm to people.
Thus, as long as she stayed in a city for a period of time, she could completely erase the suspension lines Binding everyone in the central city and the surrounding cities.
Moreover, the range of the purification field would continue to expand as the Sea of Origin gradually precipitated.
This was the power of Origin’s invisible hand.
After freshening up, Elysia admired her own beauty in the mirror.
“Elysia is as cute as ever today~” She began her daily antics, taking the opportunity to strike a few cute poses for selfies.
After saving the photos to the corresponding folder, Elysia went downstairs to the park and began her morning lesson: martial arts practice.
There were relatively few people in the park in the morning.
Elysia easily found an open space where she wouldn’t disturb anyone, propped her phone to the side, opened the video, and began to practice following the instructions in the video.
This tutorial had quite a backstory.
Upon getting her phone, she immediately downloaded various apps.
Unfortunately, the entertainment of the Previous Era was on par with her past life, so she had no hope of succeeding as a literary plagiarist.
Thus, she could only scroll through videos.
However, she didn’t understand much of the meme culture, so watching those entertainment videos always left her confused.
However, while Elysia was scrolling through her phone, bored, she discovered a promotional video for a martial arts hall.
In the video, a sturdy, middle-aged man first cupped his hands to the audience, then assumed a stance, and performed a set of Shenzhou martial arts with great vigor.
The view count was negligible, but Elysia’s eyes were glued to the screen.
This stance, this application of force, this technique—it was absolutely authentic!
Her combat skills were all imitations of the original Elysia, combined with some of her own understanding.
Being self-taught, she really lacked systematic instruction.
Now that she had seen this master, it was like a fish finding water!
By the time she reacted, she had already sent a large tip, and the other party had sent a private message asking if she had the intention to learn martial arts.
Elysia immediately sat up straight, bringing the same attitude she had when meeting mentors in her past life, and solemnly typed out her reply one character at a time.
“Yes.” “Very well.
The tip you gave is enough to buy all the online courses.
I will send them to you; if you follow them, you can achieve a basic understanding.
Later, if you truly want to enter the martial arts path, you can come to the ‘Huaqing Martial Arts Hall’ in Nanting County to find me.” “Thank you, Master.
May I ask for your honorable name?” “Just the character ‘Fu’.” “Very well.” Afterward, the other party sent a compressed file, and learning from the videos inside became Elysia’s morning lesson.
Later, she realized: “‘Fu’?
Could it be Fu Hua’s father?” Of course, the plot in her past life didn’t mention Fu Hua’s father’s name either; she would have to go there to confirm.
Elysia practiced until noon.
After mastering the few forms taught, she put away her phone and took a stroll around the city to ensure the field covered all the blind spots.
In the evening, she went out of the city for her night lessons, and it was already midnight when she returned.
At night, after washing up, Elysia lay in bed pondering.
Everything she had encountered in this world felt incredibly vivid; the influence of the suspension lines seemed…
minimal?
How could that be?
It was just that the time hadn’t come yet.
She smiled self-deprecatingly.
In fact, people in her past life had discussed this.
They believed that cutting the suspension lines gave the next generation of Herrschers humanity.
But in her view, that wasn’t the case.
Herrschers having humanity was the result of the original Elysia sacrificing herself to return to the Cocoon of Finality, using the “symmetry breaking” of Origin to inject the brilliance of humanity.
If she hadn’t returned, even if the lines were cut, the Herrschers would still just be simulations.
The greatest achievement of cutting the suspension lines was actually allowing civilization to completely break free from the script.
Due to the parallel truth—the misalignment of the consciousness collective looking down from high dimensions—so-called [embraces] were always full of errors, and the Cocoon of Finality would destroy the world and reset it over and over again.
And every time the civilization was reset, it was given a different script, infinitely exhausting possibilities until the consciousness collective—the peer of the parallel truth—was born.
This was the true meaning of [seeking peers].
However, the corpses of the lives that became the cost in this process could likely pave the entire surface of the earth.
The script this time was actually incredibly obvious: “Will the Genius Scientist and the Warrior Dream of the Insect Higher-ups?” Even the incredibly dark and ignorant Middle Ages could produce a few ambitious monarchs, yet the higher-ups of the Flame-Chasers were insects from beginning to end, as if they were anchored, which completely defied common sense.
Cutting the suspension lines should theoretically make them more normal.
Elysia had also thought about whether cutting the lines would make the higher-ups more human, and if that would simultaneously take away the innate genius of the original Flame-Chasers.
The answer was no.
She had specifically confirmed it; the Cocoon of Finality was essentially Greek-style fate.
The emotions, will, and talent of the people in the play were not fake; it was just that all the choices they made at critical moments were pre-set, and all the efforts and struggles they made led straight to hell.
Damn the Cocoon of Finality, damn the parallel truth, Aminos.
In her past life, she had heard a theory: without the Cocoon of Finality, humanity would face countless alien civilizations with external keys and would be unable to resist, so the Cocoon of Finality was actually protecting humanity.
Protecting humanity by locking them in the Earth-Moon system and destroying the world over and over again?
Interesting.
Besides, the People of the Sky couldn’t even beat the post-Honkai era, so they would probably be steamrolled by the Previous Era.
Elysia turned over.
Thinking about these things was too far off; the first Herrscher had not even happened yet.
“So, can you give me an external brain, like Otto?
I also want to connect my brain to Origin and let authority handle the thinking.” Elysia lamented.
A few weeks later, after Elysia had walked through the entire area and confirmed there were no omissions, she took a boat to the next location.
Larnington County, the most developed and populous region of the European Union; barring any accidents, she would stay there for a long time.
The sea breeze blew, the sunlight was just right.
She wore a wide-brimmed hat woven from sedge, leaned against the railing, and looked at the scenery in the distance.
The sea waves foamed, as if painting wantonly on the azure canvas of the sea.
A few seagulls flew by the horizon, calling out.
Enjoying the scenery before her, she felt that the exhaustion from running around for the past period of time had been erased quite a bit.
But after disembarking, Elysia encountered an awkward situation.
She had no money.
She didn’t know how the original Elysia made a living; being a child laborer was illegal, and she certainly wouldn’t do that.
Did she just give up and survive on air?
Well, a Herrscher could indeed survive on air, and she wouldn’t get sick and could use the world as her bed.
However, Elysia didn’t consider herself an immortal with the ability to fast, so she still needed to satisfy her appetite.
As everyone knows, the fastest way to make money is what is written in the criminal law.
Of course, Elysia didn’t intend to do anything illegal; she just chose a path that countless predecessors had proven to be feasible and incredibly bright—robbing thugs.
Elysia’s stunning beauty and weak appearance were too deceptive; going out alone in the middle of the night was as dazzling as a lantern in the deep sea.
Oh, by the way, the one holding a lantern in the deep sea is an anglerfish.
“Little sister, going out alone so late?
Are you lost?
Do you need uncle to take care of you?
Hand over the money you have, and uncle will send you home.” Look, a fish that took the bait.
“Okay, okay,” Elysia nodded enthusiastically.
“But I don’t have any money on me.
I think that alley over there looks pretty good, shouldn’t we go there?” The thug was stunned upon hearing this, and the fierce look on his face instantly vanished.
He put away his weapon, mumbled, and earnestly advised: “Why are you like this at such a young age?
Girls should cherish themselves.” Saying this, he put on a resentful expression again: “Tell me, who did this?
Uncle will help you vent your anger!” Bush Gomen, this isn’t right, is it?
How did I become a fallen girl, and you became a righteous hero?
For the sake of her own innocence, Elysia hurriedly explained: “Uncle, I was just joking; I’ve never done anything like that.” He was even more indignant: “Is this something to joke about?
Why can’t girls learn something good instead of learning these things!” ?
Elysia’s CPU burned out.
What followed were incomprehensible words, things like “the decline of moral standards,” “not following the rules,” and so on, which made Elysia feel numb.
“Here, take this,” after finishing his long lecture, he took a pile of scattered money from his body and handed it to her, both coins and notes.
“There is a school two streets ahead from here.
It’s a public school with very low tuition.
School starts in a few days.
Go pay the tuition; girls should learn something good.” He then turned and walked into the city like a victorious general.
Elysia stood there in the evening breeze, clutching the money, and it took a long time for her to come back to her senses.
It seemed she had indeed made money?
The process was completely wrong, but the result was at least correct, wasn’t it?
But it didn’t matter; it just required a technical adjustment.
Watch me perform the story of fishing again.
“Boss, is our first job ever to rob a girl?
Will it be embarrassing?” said a follower.
“It’s not robbing, it’s collecting protection fees!
Little girl, I see you are new here and unfamiliar with the place.
Hand over the money, and we will cover you.” said the boss.
Elysia was speechless.
She could really feel that these two thugs just wanted her money and also really wanted to cover her.
The moral level of the thugs here seemed a bit too high, which made it hard for her to act in self-defense.
Therefore, she decided to adapt to local conditions, follow the customs, and keep up with the trends of the times.
So, she stretched out her hand: “Hand over the money, and I’ll cover you from now on.” She was so speechless she even forgot to add her usual tail tone.
“Hey, look, this girl is rebelling against the heavens.” The follower laughed holding his stomach.
“Which path is she from, being so arrogant?” The boss was not to be outdone.
“Let’s have a fight in that alley,” Elysia walked into the alley on her own.
“If I lose, I’ll pay the protection fee; if I win, you pay the protection fee.” They followed her with a swagger.
“Do you need me to go easy on you, little girl?
Otherwise, we’ll have to send you to the hospital later.” The boss stood with his hands on his hips, extremely confident.
“You guys come at me together,” Elysia beckoned.
“I’m in a hurry.” “Fine, don’t say we bullied a child!” They attacked, and they lay down.
It was a matter of two slaps.
“Why…
I seem to see the night sky.” The boss lay on the ground, his limbs powerless from being slapped, and he had already begun to doubt life.
“Me too, Boss, but Boss, you’re so heavy.” The follower was underneath him, almost out of breath.
“Oh my, this is the end for robbing a beautiful girl~” Elysia made a V-sign, finally regaining her state after being impacted by one unexpected thing after another.
“Mmh-hmm~ Now it’s time to pay the protection fee~” The boss rolled over and struggled to pull the follower up.
“May I ask…
your honorable name?” “I do not change my name when I go, and I do not change my surname when I sit.
It is Elysia~” Elysia responded, imitating the style.
“Little Elysia, no, Elysia, we will follow you from now on.
This is today’s tribute.” They handed over their wallets.
Elysia opened the wallets, took half, and returned the rest.
Looking at the two who were completely convinced, she seemed to have found a way to make money.