Millennium Witch.

Chapter 134-133- Farewell
The warm morning sun pierced through the dense canopy of trees, casting dappled patterns on the face of the girl in the woods.

After lazily stretching her body, she remembered something and quickly checked her soul brain.

When she escaped from Agasher's dream for the third time, she conducted an experiment to see if she could bring out any living creatures. The conclusion was that she could bring out the bodies, but the spirits disappeared.

However, the soul brain is not quite the same as a pure spirit.

First, it does not fall under the category of living beings. Second, it is not entirely an aggregation of soul runes; other runes and rare elements were incorporated during the crafting process to reinforce it. Finally, Yvette maintained a connection between it and her own spirit, essentially turning it into a temporary extension of her own spirit.

Yvette didn't know exactly what the process was for bringing things out of a dream, but she felt that if she still couldn't bring them out after all she had done, then there was really nothing she could do.

A few seconds later, after confirming that her soul brain was still intact, Yvette breathed a sigh of relief. She then activated the system self-check, letting it examine itself to see if anything had been lost during the process of leaving the dream.

then……

It's not a big deal if you don't check, but what you find is shocking.

According to the system's self-check results, she discovered that the remaining memory fragments in her soul brain had disappeared!
It should be noted that this is the biggest drawback of using the Soul Brain. Even the Holy Spirit Cult's own Reincarnation Priest must be constantly vigilant about the influence of those memory fragments when using the Soul Brain. If he is not careful, he will become a cyber psychopath, and the usage time often cannot exceed half an hour.

Yvette herself discovered during the testing that it would take her at least six hours to feel the abnormality in her memory, indicating that her spiritual strength could sustain her for nearly six hours without falling into chaos.

This is already quite good and can meet most of the usage needs, so she doesn't find it troublesome.

However, what she never expected was that after escaping the dream's fog, her soul brain was still there, but the various memory fragments stitched together within it were filtered out and not brought out at all.

Doesn't that make them invincible?

……

Soon, in a cheerful mood, Yvette left the wilderness, passed through a dense forest covered with ferns, and arrived at a hill outside the Water Tower. She looked down at the post-apocalyptic city and mentally compared it to the pre-apocalyptic city of Fusjiang.

Before the apocalypse, Fusjiang was a crowded, colorful beehive filled with low bungalows painted in red, orange, and white, with skyscrapers rising only in the city center.

Now, that place has been transformed into a vast, boundless blue lake. Only a few towering building skeletons remain, like stone spears left behind by giants, stubbornly piercing the water's surface, suspended alone on the azure waves. They are connected by decaying wooden walkways or rusted metal bridges, forming a solitary island kingdom floating on the water.

Knowing that she was about to leave, she didn't rush to fly back. Instead, she strolled for several kilometers along a metal walkway suspended above the lake, reflecting the sunlight and shadows in the clear water, before leisurely entering the interior of the Water Tower Kingdom.

Along the way, she also saw many familiar places, such as Yangon Street near the city center, where the two-story villa she initially rented was located, and further away, the only remaining part of the Soul Fire Church was the spire, barely protruding from the water. Over the years, it had become unrecognizable, and if it weren't for some of the carvings on the spire still looking somewhat familiar, she wouldn't have been able to recognize it at first glance.

"Good afternoon, Miss Yvette. Have you had lunch?" A gentle, synthesized mechanical voice came from inside the collapsed building. Yvette looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young man-like android gathered with several other of his kind.

Yvette thought for a moment before remembering that the android puppet resembling a young man was Ed, the governor of the Water Tower Kingdom.

When she first arrived in the Water Tower Kingdom and delivered Mr. Copper's letter to Ms. Bellflower, it was Mr. Ed who helped her with the process. In the end, he led her, along with Ice Rain and others, to Ms. Bellflower's grave.

"Are you preparing lunch?" Yvette looked into the room. A fire was burning on the spotless floor, and several puppets were inserting wooden sticks into the dead fish and circling them next to the fire.

But they clearly didn't grasp the essence of grilling fish. The fish was grilled until it was like a lump of coal, but they didn't intend to stop. It was as if they were performing some kind of sacred ritual, completely focused.

“Yes, it’s the technique Mr. Douglas taught us before he left; it’s human ‘art’,” Ed said with a smile. “Although Mr. Douglas has left us forever, we will continue to pass on this skill.”

Why does it sound like Dugrabi is dead... Yvette thought.

Then, when Ed asked her if she wanted some grilled fish, she looked down at the dark mass of carbonized material, hesitated, declined the governor's offer, and took her leave.

"Are you leaving?" Ed's android face showed anthropomorphic surprise.

"Hmm." "Won't you stay a little longer?"

“It’s been a long time, hasn’t it?” Yvette thought for a moment. “How long have I been here?”

“Not much, just four years,” Ed said.

"Has it already been four years?" Yvette asked in surprise. Perhaps because of the lack of major events to serve as anchors in her memory, she felt that the four years she spent in the Water Tower Kingdom had passed in the blink of an eye, as if it were only four months. The richness of her experience was not as great as the two or three months she spent fighting wits and courage against the Holy Spirit Cult in the dream world.

However, four years is not a very long time for her and the puppets. For immortals without lifespan limits, it is quite common to postpone everything to ten or even a hundred years later.

It's true that the situation in the dream world is too urgent; there are always treacherous subjects trying to harm me.

“I’m already very familiar with the scenery here, it’s time to set off,” Yvette said.

"What a pity." Seeing that she was determined to leave, Ed let out a realistic sigh and did not try to stop her. "Have a safe journey."

Evie nodded, then, as if remembering something, said, "Oh, by the way, there's something I'd like Mr. Ed to do me a favor with..."

She meticulously entrusted Ed with information about Rosalyn, along with a photocopy of her portrait, and only felt relieved after receiving the governor's solemn assurance.

In the afternoon, Yvette called Ice Rain and Abella, and together they boarded the magic motorcycle and slowly flew away from the Water Tower Kingdom.

Just like in her dream, in reality, her next stop is also the East Coast.

However, instead of rushing to the next continent for refuge, her plan was to circle the entire Black Tide Continent coastline, exploring all the cities and areas she encountered along the way, to ensure that no matter where she came from, Rosalyn would be noticed by the surrounding Puppet Kingdoms immediately, like planting a ring of flags.

Only then could she feel at ease going to Emerald Isle and repeating the same continental trip.

This is certainly a very long process.

First, the post-apocalyptic wasteland is dotted with the ruins of large cities, which were once proud symbols of the New Eden United States, the Rusty Bone Free State, the Black Tide Federation, and even the Southern Alliance.

Even if she only focuses on the ruins of some third-tier cities and above, and only spends one month in each city harvesting aberrations and searching for dream mists, the number of places she needs to "search, attack, and withdraw" is far more than three digits.

Moreover, she most likely won't stay in one place for only a month. If she encounters a place with beautiful scenery or an interesting local puppet kingdom, several months might pass by in the blink of an eye.

But that doesn't matter, because the travelers on this journey are not short of time.

……

Time flies.

Crossing the Fus River, she reached the east coast of Black Tide Continent, explored further downstream, and finally circled back to Yvette's initial landing point on Black Tide Continent, near Agasher. This epic exploration around the continent took her more than 20 years in total.

Considering that she spent four years in the Water Tower Kingdom, and has now circled the continent, passing through countless cities, in just 20 years, her efficiency can be described as extremely high.

During this process, Yvette's magic power and aberration magic power also increased significantly. The former broke through to around 3100 points, finally surpassing Abella, while the latter's total amount had long since exceeded 20.

But that's not the real key point. The key point is that she had a rather clear premonition that if she continued to devour, her pure white touch would definitely undergo some changes soon.

As for what changes will occur, it is currently unknown.

　Publish first, then revise.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)