Four Split Personalities

"Not bad, their strength has basically returned to the level they had when they were alive."

Yi Dong didn’t continue with nonsense, and casually said, "But in terms of self-awareness, they’re still the same. They all think of themselves as just some miscellaneous fish, at best transformed from live fish to dead fish."

Motan smiled and raised an eyebrow, "And what’s the reality?"

"The future is promising."

Yi Dong rubbed his temple and said seriously, "The materials you gave me earlier were very enlightening. Although it’s not possible yet to completely convert them into an Eternal Race like me, Ned and the others have a great foundation. You could almost say they are the perfect undead creatures, other than the Eternal Race."

Motan nodded slightly and asked, "So what exactly can they achieve?"

"Within two months, it should be a sure thing for everyone to ascend to the advanced stage. Salacha and Ned should be even faster. The strength of the undead depends on their souls. Although they were nobodies when alive, their souls are incredibly dazzling, almost blinding me."

Yi Dong clicked his tongue, then suddenly shook his head with some regret and said, "The only pity is that people like Ned are too rare, so this kind of result can’t be replicated. The fact that you’ve harvested these four infinitely potential guys is already lucky for you."

Motan chuckled helplessly, "If I had a choice, I’d actually prefer them to be alive."

"The Realm of Innocence is not the Real World, don’t bring those old views from outside here."

Yi Dong let out a light snort and raised an eyebrow, "What does it mean to be alive? Ned and the others can fight, brag, and even fall in love, so why aren’t they considered alive? Just wait, once they completely sync their bodies and souls, I can even tinker with eating, drinking, and other functions for them, and even..."

Seeing the meaningful expression on this guy next to him, Motan instinctively frowned, "Even what?"

"Ned and Yina."

Yi Dong lowered his voice, and his handsome face suddenly took on a mischievous look, "You have no idea, those two are glued together all the time now, but... it’s limited to just being glued together."

Motan was stunned for a moment, then he too lowered his voice since there was no one around, "Hit the brakes right there, what are you even talking about... how can you manage that?"

"It’s not really that I can manage it."

Yi Dong cleared his throat and said seriously, "I told them before, strictly speaking, now Ned Frum, Crab Karich, Yina Morning Dew, and Salacha Brive are not ’corpses’, got it?"

Motan twitched his mouth, "I have some understanding of Undead Studies. I’ve even dealt with high-level undead, but you telling me they can even... cough, isn’t that a bit far-fetched?"

"I’m not just a Necromancer now, buddy, I also have a profession called Medium."

Yi Dong pounded his chest in a smug manner, "So Undead Studies is just a reference for me. In other words, what traditional Necromancers can’t do, I can, and what common undead can’t do, Ned and the others might be able to."

Motan’s expression turned solemn, and his eyes narrowed slightly, "Are you... going to create an entirely new race?"

"Not that exaggerated, but I do want to transform Ned and the others into my ideal ’perfect’ undead."

Yi Dong smiled casually and scratched his cheek with a rather delicate expression, "It might sound a bit inexplicable, but I seem to have... a knack for this kind of thing?"

"Heh, then you might as well transfer to Yu Chen’s academy to study forensic medicine when school starts."

Motan rolled his eyes and patted Yi Dong’s shoulder forcefully, "After all, you have a talent in this area."

"Sure."

"I dare you."

"Why wouldn’t I dare? I don’t have any improper intentions towards her."

Yi Dong laughed twice, then quickly changed the subject before Motan could become annoyed, "In any case, that’s the situation, overall things are fairly smooth."

Motan nodded, and after a few seconds of silence, he quietly asked, "So how do you plan to... transform Ned and Yina?"

"Transform my ass, you think system restrictions are open-ended... alright, even if you can occasionally exploit system loopholes, I’m not you, I can’t modify a damn thing."

Yi Dong glared at Motan and said irritably, "I just want to try to make their bodies further ’awaken’, but it’s still a long way off."

"Seriously, then why mention it."

Motan slumped into a chair on the terrace, his face suddenly taking on a gloomy look, "They haven’t remembered Double Leaf, have they?"

Yi Dong casually took a bag of chips from his storage locker in the public space and tossed it to Motan, then ripped open a bag for himself, stuffing his mouth while mumbling, "Don’t worry. As long as I haven’t returned the memory fragments involving Double Leaf to them, your SAN girl won’t appear in their memory."

"Hmm..."

Motan nodded and asked, "So, when can they blend into Academy City without being noticed?"

"It’ll take some time, but not too long."

Yi Dong frowned, pondered, "I’ll keep adjusting their status over this period to make them conceptually approach my ’living status’. At the slowest, it’ll be settled in two weeks. Why, are you going to make a move?"

Motan slightly shook his head and said in a deep voice, "It’s not the right time yet, and talking to me when I’m in this current mental state won’t do much good. I’ll still have to handle it when I’m Tan Mo."

"Suit yourself, I’ll be waiting for your message."

Yi Dong shrugged nonchalantly and then sat in a lazy chair that appeared behind him out of nowhere, crossing his legs and asking, "And what about you? Master of time management, how have you been lately?"

"Not great, everything’s not going well."

Motan sighed and said with a dejected look, "I thought I could at least take a day off today, but trouble came knocking again."

Yi Dong’s eyes lit up immediately, asking with interest, "What trouble?"

"Foster, the Red Heart K from the Clown Brand, invited ’Hei Fan’ out of boredom to participate in a fairly large competition. If you’re interested, I can send you the detailed information later."

Motan held his forehead with one hand, looking aggrieved, "Overall, it’s quite a hassle."

"Just don’t go if it’s troublesome, can he force you over?"

Yi Dong said casually with particular indifference, "Besides, isn’t that Foster your guy? Just tell him not to bother you anymore."

"Foster Ward is indeed a high-level cadre of the Clown Brand, and my character ’Tan Mo’ indeed founded the Clown Brand, but this has nothing to do with ’Hei Fan’."

Motan gave Yi Dong a look that said ’you have no clue’, gritting his teeth, "That person’s ability is very strong. I can’t afford to make a fuss right now, because with his mind, he might see the link between my two characters. It’s not a good thing, even if he doesn’t realize they’re the same person."

Yi Dong blinked, "So?"

"I’ll have to go, what else can I do?"

Motan sighed deeply, sulking, "I’ll just go along with it a bit. Then on the basis of not embarrassing myself too much, I’ll try to get eliminated as soon as possible. That’s all I can do."

"You’re lying, buddy."

"Huh?"

"To be precise, you didn’t tell the whole story."

"Yeah, you’re right. I had to consider that it’s getting harder for the ’Hei Fan’ character to keep a low profile. So avoidance is no longer the best option. I have to balance a bit. A princess from the Southwestern Continent even helped organize my thoughts."

"And what else?"

"What else?"

"Guess?"

"Alright, fine... I want to show off in front of someone."

"Heh, you’re hopeless. You’re not even sticking to your character anymore."

"Tell me about it."

Chapter 1187: End

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