I created the Anomaly Control Bureau

Chapter 1111, Section 1106: The Crack (Seeking monthly votes~)

"What?" Ma En was a little confused by her train of thought.

“If you’re scared…” Xiaoti paused, “you can choose to escape to the universe. Anyway, you’re not from here, so going to a new world shouldn’t be a big deal for you.”

"And if you want, you can also capture some locals and put them in your mind, that is, use your control center as a space station, which is also a scenario we have envisioned."

"This kind of life isn't unacceptable, especially for a boring guy like you."

"At least it's better than dying here."

Marx and Engels also began to think about it seriously:

“You’re right. This kind of life is indeed acceptable, but staying here doesn’t necessarily mean death. And if I think about it seriously, I’m afraid I’ll never have the chance to come across a planet that suits me in my lifetime.”

"And from what you've said, it's difficult to obtain it without damaging the spacesuit; it's not something you can do casually. If we waste precious time on this, it would be a loss."

“That’s still better than dying here,” Xiaoti immediately retorted. “And don’t underestimate yourself and my spacesuit. This thing has completely preserved the most important characteristic of dragons. It is because of this that they became nomadic peoples in the universe. They can cross planets, and so can you.”

"And if you want it, relying on the Control Bureau..."

As she got more and more excited, Ma En gradually realized that she was just worried about him.

"Are you afraid I'll die?" he suddenly asked.

"Yes," Xiaoti replied softly.

Marx and Engels calmly replied:

“I understand your concerns, but right now you are likely letting your emotions cloud your judgment. Fortunately, I don’t remember your situation right now, so I can make a calm decision.”

"In my opinion, running away now is not a good option no matter what."

Upon hearing his calm analysis, Xiaoti fell into a brief silence.

Then she suddenly said:

"You're such an idiot."

Ma En blinked, unsure how to respond, because no matter what he did, he couldn't understand Xiao Ti's feelings at that moment; their understanding was completely misaligned.

Although he felt he should comfort her, he wasn't sure what to say or what the right thing to say would be.

"Think about it again." Xiao Ti was still a little annoyed, but her tone was a bit calmer. "Sometimes running away isn't shameful. I don't want you to die because of stupidity in the end, that would be too ridiculous."

"And this would make all my efforts a joke, even if it was for my sake..."

"Let me think about it some more."

Marx and Engels lied without batting an eye:

"Okay, I'll think about it."

"Heh," Xiaoti scoffed, "You lied to me again?"

Before Marne could explain, her tone returned to complete calm:
"Fine, do whatever you want. I'm dead now anyway, so I can't really control you. But since you've decided to hold on to the end, then pay a little attention. You've already survived the gap, so don't let small fry like Karina and the Archangel kill you."

Mar and Eng nodded, trying to soothe the other person's emotions:
"I'll try my best to be careful."

"That's good." Xiaoti's tone returned to normal, as if her emotional outburst had never happened between them, or perhaps she was just very good at hiding her emotions. "Back to the question." Xiaoti's tone became confident and steady again, "Actually, your situation isn't particularly difficult, you just need to realize the facts you've overlooked."

The way she spoke at this moment reminded Maren of how she had acted the previous times they had met. It seemed that she had transformed back into the intelligent and ambitious fairy he knew better.

The panicked "girl" had vanished.

“The problem lies in your mind,” she said calmly. “I’m not referring to the little problems you know about, which you probably haven’t realized yet, but you’ve already seen them.”

"Your survival of the new world isn't just due to good luck. There aren't many things that could make you where you are now, and there shouldn't be any I don't know about, especially considering some of the situations you've mentioned."

"In my opinion, the truth is already quite obvious."

Marx and Engels also humbly sought their advice:

"So this is because..."

Xiaoti raised her hand as if pointing at something:
"The Heavenly Demon doesn't appear in your mind out of thin air, and you seem to have encountered two kinds of memories. Some have clear boundaries, while others are so blurry that they seem to be able to generate infinitely, right?"
"Then why is there such a difference in your consciousness? You might think it's because your brain stores a large enough number of memories that they can spontaneously form logic."

"But in reality, this is not very feasible in theory, at least not something you can do right now, and it doesn't explain your situation. In my opinion, there are other reasons for this phenomenon."

"Considering your other circumstances, this is the only answer."

Then she made a gesture, and the spaceship that had just appeared seemed to receive a command, adjusting its direction and pointing towards the distant starry sea.

Then, its front end also began to deform and open, revealing something that looked like a cannon muzzle.

Xiaoti waved gently.

The cannon fired a pale golden light that struck the vacuum not far from them and seeped into it, much like a mosquito piercing its proboscis into its skin. Soon, cracks began to appear around the area where the golden light entered.

Then, the cracks began to spread outwards and quickly shattered. The reality before Marne's eyes began to peel away like mottled paint, revealing the magnificent scenery behind it.

The still-unformed colors flowed through the cracks, seemingly searching for a suitable form, and as Ma En's gaze fell upon them, they seemed to sense it and began to hide.

"What is this?" he asked, puzzled.

Xiaoti said in a heavy tone:
"This is a corpse, and this cannon is something I just prepared for this. If we were in reality, we wouldn't have been able to touch anything just now, but if this is your memory, it can be shown to you."

“When I was designing the control center, I took its nature into account, so your mind can actually accommodate its existence.”

Maren frowned upon hearing this.

That strange feeling again... what have I overlooked? This is something unusual...

Xiaoti then continued:

"You've seen the Dreamer twice? And both times it was dead, right?"

Marx and Engels nodded:

"Yes, I remember seeing its corpse twice."

Xiaoti shook her head:

"No, it wasn't something I saw in my memory..."

"You saw it in a dream."