Once the affection level is maxed out, the rivalry begins!

The two pried open the lock on the rooftop door and took the elevator from the rooftop to the first floor.

The target being followed had also gotten out of the car, met with what appeared to be a real estate agent, and then turned into a residential building in the center of the neighborhood.

"There are ghosts there..."

Lu Xingyao gripped Bai Ze's sleeve tightly.

Although it was an anomaly that posed little threat, at most only causing injury and a considerable fright, it was still like a major villain in a horror movie to her, who was unaware of her witch identity.

"The good news is that there shouldn't be any ghosts there that you're thinking of."

Bai Ze comforted her, "The bad news is that there's probably something much worse than that."

"Master, your ability to comfort people is really terrible..." the girl squinted and complained.

This is not history in the true sense, but rather a trace that abnormally erodes reality, an alien world hostile to humanity.

Bai Ze speculated that the condition for being captured was "having something to regret".

If Lu Xingyao followed her heart and made a choice different from the true history, concealing her mother's warning, could she truly achieve a happy ending?

Like the brave man trapped in the alley, he would probably be intoxicated by the joy of making up for his regrets, but once he stepped out of the alley, he would evaporate like a dream.

But now Lu Xingyao has given up on making amends for her regrets, and this alien being who clearly doesn't belong here and has been forcibly given the identity of a tutor is now bringing the former to interfere with the original historical outcome.

How would you handle a real conflict?

"I remember... it was on the sixth floor!"

After entering the elevator, Lu Xingyao stood on tiptoe and pressed the button.

The sedan chair climbed upwards, and when it opened again, it revealed a wide corridor with an open door at the end, revealing a roughly decorated hall.

The most eye-catching thing was a standing mirror placed directly opposite the door, which Lu Xingyao's mother and the real estate agent were preparing to move.

The two people who came out of the elevator immediately became the focus of attention.

"Xingyao, what are you doing here?"

Mrs. Lu looked at Bai Ze in confusion, "Did you bring her here, Mr. Bai?"

Afraid of being blamed, Lu Xingyao shrank behind him as a shield, cautiously peeking out half of her head.

"It's dangerous here. We came because we were worried about you!"

"Teacher Bai, why are you joining in her nonsense?"

Clearly, her mother couldn't accept this "nonsense" and frowned in displeasure.

"I'm sorry, what your daughter said is true. I hope you can trust her more in the future and not join any strange religions... But never mind, there's no point in talking to someone from another world about this."

Bai Ze opened his right hand and summoned the Blade of Judgment.

The white, fluid-like substance stretched out like a sword blade, a surreal scene that startled the two people in front, causing them to take several steps back.

"What are you going to do...?"

"Stay away from that mirror."

The moment Bai Ze saw it, he instinctively sensed something was amiss.

Just like myself, a sense of incongruity, which originally did not belong to this history, surged in like a tide.

He walked up to the mirror and plunged the blade into its surface.

Water-like cracks instantly bloomed, quickly covering the entire mirror surface, and the world reflected within it shattered.

Glass shards fall to the ground, their black and white colors flowing out, freezing the outside world into a photograph.

"...Everything has stopped."

Lu Xingyao muttered to herself.

It was as if time had suddenly stopped, and everything except her and Bai Ze fell into stillness.

Then, something crawled out of the mirror.

Jade-colored scales, scarlet eyes.

A huge white snake wriggled out of the world in the mirror, taking up most of the room. It leisurely wrapped its neck around the broken mirror and flicked its forked tongue.

"You are the very essence of the anomaly."

Bai Ze raised the blade of judgment with absolute certainty.

A phantom serpent dwelling in a mirage, a parasite that survives by relying on those who yearn to change their past regrets.

In fictional works, an essential element for the protagonist who is reborn or reincarnated is making up for the regrets of his previous life—if he were to be reborn into a completely unfamiliar world instead of living in the past, he would certainly have similar thoughts.

This is why the initial manifestation of an anomaly is the reincarnation of a hero.

But if it were to be named, it certainly wouldn't be the "Return of the Heroes Phenomenon," but rather—

[Reincarnation Infectious Disease]

No serial number.

Category: Event Type

Description: Those infected with this virus will have the opportunity to make amends for past regrets;

But in the end, it is just an abnormal simulation, a flower in a mirror or the moon in the water, and the final outcome will inevitably be to sink into it.

Bai Ze swung his sword down, plunging it deep into the snake's head.

Nearly transparent blood spurted out as it roared in fury, shaking the entire building, which groaned as if its reinforced concrete was about to collapse.

The snake in the mirror wriggled and struggled to break free. Bai Ze drew his blood-stained sword, swiftly retreated outside the door, and casually picked up the petite Lu Xingyao.

"Let's go outside."

"Oh, but Mom..."

She struggled like a cat being grabbed by the scruff of her neck, so Bai Ze simply tucked her under his arm.

"Don't worry, this isn't real reality."

He leaped onto the snake's head, which was rushing towards him like a high-speed train, and stomped on it as it destroyed the corridor and smashed a huge hole in the side of the building.

The immense force resulting from the fusion of man and machine was like a heavy hammer blow, and a ring-shaped shockwave exploded out with a deafening roar!

Like a derailed train, the white snake tumbled sideways through the hole it had created and crashed heavily to the ground.

The rubble flew like a reversed waterfall, and the enraged white snake lashed its whip-like tail, sweeping away half a floor of the building behind it.

It moved its pupils and quickly locked onto Bai Ze, who had just landed with the force of a step.

The serpentine, ruby-like eyes shimmered with dazzling light and shadow like a kaleidoscope, drawing the eye to explore their possibilities until one was completely captivated.

"Master?!"

Lu Xingyao was so shaken around that she subconsciously nudged the person next to her.

"I'm fine—it seems to be a mental attack."

Bai Ze covered his forehead, put the girl down, and plunged the blade of his sword into the ground.

A famous kung fu master once said that you should use magic to fight magic!

He recalled the obscure and difficult-to-understand ritual knowledge in his mind and activated the [Seal of a Hundred Tales].

The ink-wash-colored words overflowed from where the sword tip hit the ground, leaving their mark on the black and white still world like a coloring agent.

In the blink of an eye, the wriggling, crawling oddly shaped characters had expanded to the base of the white snake, even filling the entire neighborhood like a swarm of insects.

This is the arena for casting spells, the temple built for the casters—a prototype of another world created by humans.

The white snake, which had already bared its fangs and attacked, seemed to be struck head-on by an invisible force. One of its fangs snapped off with a crack, splattering venom as it fell to the ground.

However, the effect of the [Seal of a Hundred Tales] is a negative effect that combines petrification, weakness, and shock.

So it lay limply, as if most of its energy had been suddenly drained away, and its white scales gradually began to turn the color of mud.

Bai Ze pulled the Blade of Judgment from the ground, causing it to extend continuously.

The sword, capable of changing shape, grew and expanded until it resembled the body of a white snake.

Just like wielding a ship-slaying sword, Bai Ze gripped it with both hands and swung the giant sword down fiercely.

A dazzling white light split the giant snake in two, causing the ground to sink with a roar!

The resulting blast of wind blew away the dust and revealed the white snake's corpse.

"We won!"

Lu Xingyao cheered enthusiastically, befitting a primary school student, and excitedly hugged his arm.

"Can I learn this? Is it possible? Is it even allowed?"

Where did your worries about your mother go?

Although he said it was okay and not to worry about it.

Just as Bai Ze was about to answer her, he noticed that her body was emitting wisps of light.

Moreover, the world that was originally frozen in black and white is also gradually turning to ashes in the light.

The other world is about to be dispelled—