Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 3924 Admit Your Mistakes First

Yannemer's foundation is indeed excellent. She is a mature and powerful woman with extraordinary strength. She has "dominated" twelve artificial gods in the past and is vaguely ranked as the "first" among the artificial gods.

Ye Lin also believed that the three coaches, with their data, could perfectly replicate her new body, down to the last strand of hair. But now that they had this opportunity, why not take advantage of it and make Yannemer's strengths even more outstanding?

The Rubik's Cube shone with golden light, as if a large swathe of sunlight had been folded into a Rubik's Cube. Yanemer's will resided within it, and she did not express any opinion in the face of Ye Lin's modifications.

It doesn't matter what, even if her breasts and buttocks are twice as big, it doesn't matter, because even without the blessing of the Primordial Darkness, unlike before, she now possesses the power of material reconstruction. As long as the new body matches her soul, her appearance can still be changed according to her own preferences.

Therefore, given her current poor condition and being dependent on others, it's best for her to refrain from expressing her opinions.

Ye Lin repeated as if giving a pep talk:

"It must be realistic, like a lotus leaf just emerging from the water. Each of the Four Celestial Beasts should be radiant, but I like the White Tiger the most."

Coach Herder, wearing cold glasses and with no change in expression, tapped and swiped his fingers on the screen, constantly modifying Yanemer's data based on Ye Lin's feedback.

Ye Lin definitely has the ability to create people, and he has seen the real Primordial Goddess, whose data reserves are much richer than his own.

The reason he still contacted me was actually quite simple: he had difficulty making choices.

In other words, his XP system was too compatible, so he didn't know what kind of mess he made of Yanemer.

Should we mold Yannemer into a young girl, a mature woman, or a sophisticated lady? Should her temperament be gentle, bold, classically beautiful, or modernly fashionable...?

There is no absolutely perfect standard for the concept of beauty. He is greedy, and the XP system is rich, so he cannot make a single decision. He simply leaves it to himself to define the model based on past data.

To create a perfect data-driven artificial god, Ye Lin and Herder discussed for a long time how perky the breasts should be, how perky the buttocks should be, and even the length of each eyelash should be clearly listed. Finally, they finalized their decision.

“It will take time. I will let you know when it’s ready,” Herder said calmly.

Even manufacturing a simple prototype requires a lot of resources and time.

"Furthermore, the Primordial Darkness no longer exists. At most, she's someone with special abilities; without external help, her potential is limited." Hilder looked at the floating golden cube and said:
"I'd like to know your abilities and methods for reconstructing matter, as this would be helpful for my experiments."

"it is good."

Yannemer calmly agreed. She had no right to choose at all. If it weren't for Napoleon's inexplicable emotions, the broken soul wouldn't even be worth as much as a prototype.

Material reconstruction is the only thing she can offer, but Ye Lin has already demonstrated abilities that surpass it, so it's laughable that she still wants to use it as a treasure and a bargaining chip.

The Rubik's Cube fell into Hilder's hands, its golden light enveloping her. Soul fluctuations flowed into Hilder's mind like water. Whether she could comprehend the secret of matter reconstruction was beyond Yanemer's consideration.

While Hilder and Yannemer were talking, on the other side, the girlish Mist God breathed a sigh of relief. Everything was going smoothly and there were no further setbacks.

"Night Forest, do you think I'm more like a god or a human?" the Mist God asked, his eyes filled with confusion, seemingly unsure of his own position.

She had a youthful face, long, pure sky-blue hair, and wore an elaborate and ornate yet conservative long dress, exuding an ethereal and otherworldly charm.

Ye Lin smiled slightly and teased, "You've been reading too many folk tales, trying to beg for a title like a weasel."

However, he knew what the Mist God was thinking and what he was asking, so he answered seriously:
"You are Napol, the artificial god of ancient Terra, and the fog god supported by everyone in the divine realm, or the useless fog god in the family group. You are what you think you are."

Past memories and familiar people make the Mist God's presence more solid than ever before. In a sense, the essence of each person is the "existence" born from the collection of different memories.

The Mist God's obsession with resurrecting Yannemer inadvertently brought her immense benefits. She was no longer "alone" in history, the only remaining artificial god; now Yannemer and Philbe testified to her past.

The invisible Sirocco once erased Luxi's past, causing no one in the world to remember Luxi anymore. Neither her closest friends nor her former kin knew of Luxi's existence. Her memories were erased, and most of the items related to her disappeared. The few that remained were also distorted in their perception.

At that time, Luxi was in a state of having no past. She did exist, but no one remembered her. Her soul was still with Sirocco, but she was essentially dead.

The Mist Goddess was once in a similar state; she was still alive, but no one could prove whether her most distant past was real, and the foundation of her birth was in a state of emptiness.

Hilder can corroborate this, but the Hilder of the main dimension is also escaping the past of the artificial god. She doesn't want to bear the pain of the memories. She takes Akko for a stroll in the divine realm, but she never goes to the Mist Palace to meet the Mist God herself.

The faint sound of the tide rose again, this time much closer. Waves crashed against the shore, carrying a thick, damp, and somber atmosphere. The sound was continuous and noisy, as if the skyscraper area of ​​the night had been submerged by the sea, and the waves rolled up by the tide kept hitting the towering buildings.

The sudden noise made Hilder and Yanemer turn their heads. The mist goddess, who had been in the form of a young girl, transformed into Napole again in the light. Her red lips were tightly pursed, her eyes were indifferent, and her face was like frost. Her powerful life force made every strand of hair steam with rich light and energy, and every move she made had a sacred majesty.

The next instant, Napol rushed out of the laboratory and stood in the sky above the Night Skyscraper. His radiant figure startled the entire Terra. Many people wanted to see the truth in the light, but their eyes were instantly stung and they were temporarily blinded.

Rumble...!
Thunder rumbled in the sky, dark clouds instantly covered the heavens, a hurricane howled with a chilling cold, and torrential rain fell in the next second, as if a galaxy had burst its banks and crashed down.

"Having experienced three lifetimes, it's time for you to take that step." Ye Lin appeared beside the Mist Goddess, his tone gratified, and held her clean and slender hand.

The first incarnation was the artificial god Napole, the "god" of ancient Terra who controlled the weather, an evil born of ignorance, who "died" in the final battle.

In his second life, he was unable to retain his memories and caused the disaster of the Cloudless Night. He could only rely on the external memory storage device "Recalling the Realm" to barely maintain his memories of his own personality and the God of Mist.

Now, he is definitely a "useless fog," having truly gained the ability to remember, no longer needing any additional help, self-reliant, independent, and having solidified his past memories with the God of Fog.

"Go, the divine realm is calling your name, you will not lose your way on the way back." Ye Lin encouraged her with a smile. Taking a step out of the divine realm was a step that the Mist Goddess had to go through sooner or later, and the foundation she had accumulated was enough for her to cross to a higher realm.

The sound of the tides was clearer to the Mist Goddess than to anyone else, as if it were right next to her, brushing against her face. She gazed at Night Forest, a softening light appearing on her frosty face, and asked:

"Can you pronounce my name too?"

Her past was solidified by Yannemer, Philbe, and Herder, while her present and future were written in precious memories by the divine realm and the person before her. "Of course, I will call your name and wait for you to return in the divine realm." Ye Lin nodded in promise, then moved closer to kiss her tightly pursed cherry lips, and casually grasped her soft, plump little flesh below her waist.

Mist God has a fresh, youthful face and a well-proportioned, beautiful figure. Although her buttocks are not as plump and round as those of the Curator or Ys, with rolling waves of flesh, the curve is still perfect.

Within the Rubik's Cube, Yanemer gazed at the figure in the sky who controlled the winds and clouds, whose light shone even brighter than when the artificial god was created, and uttered a question:

"My memories are incomplete, how did that happen?"

"The Divine Realm, a Divine Realm I broke through on my own, comparable to those ancient Primordial Gods, is fundamentally different from what you were like back then," Hilder replied.

“A phenomenal event, twelve gods, can they kill that one?” Yanemer was sure Herder understood what she was talking about.

The indelible marks in her memory fueled her natural hatred for that being.

The three coaches, who knew many of the truths, said calmly, "It shouldn't be possible. That person has already recovered to full strength and still possesses the power of the Primordial King. Moreover, he suppresses your positions. In the past, you were able to fight each other to the death because you were fighting yourselves."

The Mist Goddess transformed into a beam of light and vanished into the Night Skyscraper, heading towards the Primordial Sea. The weather anomalies she left behind also lessened considerably, with the raging storm turning into a light drizzle that pattered against this ancient, abandoned, and sorrowful city.

“I was originally going to ask her about the ability to control the weather, but I’ll have to wait until later.” Hilder withdrew her gaze and continued to study the ability to reconstruct matter.

After a while, she tossed the golden Rubik's Cube to Ye Lin. It was over; Yanemer was no longer needed.

"Shall I lend you a prototype?" Herder seemed to be moved as well, and took the initiative to ask about Yanemer in the Rubik's Cube.

In Guterra, the number of people still alive is no more than ten.

She was cold-hearted, as if made of iron and stone, but sometimes she would stare blankly at the skyscrapers at night, at the demon realm.

"Need not."

Hilder nodded, then looked at Ye Lin with a blank expression. Despite being a highly skilled instructor, he seemed to be looking at a stranger.

If nothing else comes up, she'll be busy for a long time, so take your Rubik's Cube with you.

Ye Lin grabbed the Rubik's Cube, casually sealed it, and threw it into another dimension. Then he approached Hilder and pinned her down.

Asked softly:

"I've always wanted to ask, don't you find it uncomfortable to wear that bunny girl-style bodysuit..."

…………

Main dimension, divine realm, mist and haze.

The inventors' conference is still ongoing, and many valuable inventions have been selected and have received a lot of attention. Chimera's chimera bow is a very eye-catching work, but she herself is still at the Clockwork House with Cameron.

Having learned of Mist God and Night Forest's involvement, the higher-ups at Clockwork House have given a truthful account. They have also provided all the information on the Rubik's Cube, including several experiments that resulted in deaths, and summarized most of the Rubik's Cube's capabilities.

Meanwhile, the Clockwork House was puzzled as to why Chimera was in that core building last night. She didn't belong to the Clockwork House and theoretically shouldn't even be able to enter through the main gate.

"I admit it, I was trying to steal the Rubik's Cube." Chimera could only admit it, then shrugged and said:

“I like it, it resonates with me, and then I heard that getting close to the Rubik's Cube requires a high level of qualifications and is very troublesome, and I can’t wait.”

Chimera knew that telling the truth was the only way to solve the problem, but she was still loyal enough not to reveal that she was Ruiqi's assistant and took all the blame upon herself.

"You resonate with the Rubik's Cube?" A senior professor looked at the young Chimera, frowned, and then quickly flipped through the documents in his hand, which recorded all the experiments the Clockwork House had conducted on the Rubik's Cube.

There wasn't a single sentence that showed any connection between the experimenters and the Rubik's Cube.

Chimera solemnly raised three fingers to show that he was not lying, saying, "I can swear to the Mist God, in the noble name of the oath."

“Even so, stealing… is not something to be considered a good thing.” Another professor from the Clockwork House slowly shook his head.

Having a sense of shared experience is one thing, and it's worth noting, but the essence of theft is morally reprehensible, which is an undeniable fact.

A transaction is a contract for buying and selling, a testament to fairness, and a testament to trust between people. The Chimera's act of theft is tantamount to blaspheming the ancient covenant of the divine realm.

Thieves and pirates are among the most despicable people in the divine realm.

Chimera wanted to say something to gain some moral high ground, but what? The Rubik's Cube is a waste in your hands; it should be given to the right person.

Suddenly catching a glimpse of Camerin's suggestive gaze, he swallowed back what he was about to say and obediently bowed:
"Sorry, I was wrong."

Camerin smiled slightly. This child was quite smart. The matter was complicated, but one thing was one thing. Stealing was wrong, but fortunately, Chimera did not actually steal the Rubik's Cube. It could only be said that the theft was unsuccessful.

Whether she fits the Rubik's Cube is a question that can only be discussed later without supporting evidence.

Several high-ranking members of the Clockwork House relaxed their brows and sighed. The mutation of the Rubik's Cube should have nothing to do with this child. Catching her here to accuse her of moral issues would not help with what had already happened.

"I never imagined that the Rubik's Cube could distort cognition and kill people invisibly. This is too dangerous. Fortunately, Lord Mist God took the Rubik's Cube away." Just as an old professor finished speaking, Ye Lin walked in from outside the door, holding an "ordinary" Rubik's Cube in his hand.

(End of this chapter)