Xingtie: My silly online friend is actually a raccoon!

The video has been posted; now we just have to wait for it to take root and flourish online.

Lies have weight.

One person said it was a lie.

Ten people say it's a rumor, ten thousand people say it's a consensus, a million people say it's...

That is history.

The wider the lie spreads and the more people believe it, the more believable it becomes.

It's so realistic that even medical records, files, surveillance footage, and everyone's memories will be rewritten along with it.

This is what makes the "Misremembered Carnival" so terrifying.

It is not a deception.

Instead, it's about redefining.

Are you hungry?

Lu Ze clapped his hands, turned around and asked Mebius.

Mebius did not answer.

But her stomach answered for her.

Glug~

"..."

Mebius's face froze.

Lu Ze was holding back his laughter, almost unable to contain himself. This child's only weakness was her stomach, which wasn't as hard as her mouth.

However, Lu Ze didn't tease her right away, but instead turned around and went into the kitchen.

Because he was a little hungry himself.

……

Soon, three dishes and a soup were served.

Stir-fried tomatoes and eggs, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, sweet and sour pork ribs, and seaweed and egg drop soup.

They are all very ordinary home-style dishes.

But when the aroma wafts out, the atmosphere of the whole room changes.

Because this house hasn't smelled of food like this for a very, very long time.

Mebius sat upright at the dining table.

Seeing that Lu Ze had finished his work, she first moved the chair a little, then jumped down and ran to Lu Ze's side.

Lu Ze was just about to sit down when he saw the girl running towards him, and he wondered what she wanted to do.

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

Mebius remained silent.

She simply looked up and glanced at him.

Then she reached out, grabbed Lu Ze's right wrist, lifted it up, and placed that hand on top of her head.

She stood there, her face tilted back, with Lu Ze's hand resting on her head.

Lu Ze: ...

Lu Ze was stunned for two seconds.

Looking at his hand that was placed on the little girl's head, and then at her self-righteous expression.

It dawned on me instantly!

"So, this is how you plan to pay?"

"Um."

Lu Ze laughed out loud.

He rubbed it a couple of times.

His once smooth green hair was now a mess after he ruffled it.

Mebius frowned, but let him finish rubbing his hair. Then he brushed his hair back with the back of his hand, turned around, ran back to the chair, climbed up, picked up his chopsticks, and started eating.

She ate while glaring at him.

Lu Ze felt somewhat bewildered by her glare.

"...What did I do now?"

"snort."

"It's just a pat on the head."

Lu Ze picked up a small piece of pork rib and put it in her bowl.

"Is it really necessary?"

"snort."

Mebius put the small piece of rib in his mouth and crunched it, as if he mistook it for Luze.

Seeing her displeased expression, Lu Ze silently nodded in his heart.

It seems the information provided is correct.

This girl is such a tsundere.

"Are you sure? That video of yours can make you appear as my father in other people's eyes?" Möbius suddenly asked.

"Not becoming."

Lu Ze ate a few mouthfuls of rice.

"It is what it always was."

Mebius looked up.

Is there a difference?

"There's a big difference." Lu Ze put down his chopsticks.

"Becoming him means that I replaced him."

"But it is inherently different."

"That's how it is. Ever since you can remember, your father has had this face, this voice, and this height."

He picked up the bowl and took a sip of soup.

"This is my ability."

"Because your belief is your magic."

Mebius looked at him speechlessly.

She wanted to say: This statement makes no sense at all.

But she didn't say it.

"And what about me?" Möbius suddenly asked.

"What?"

Will I also be changed?

Lu Ze smiled; it turned out he was afraid his memories would be tampered with.

Don't worry. You won't be affected.

Why?

"There aren't that many whys. You watched me operate the whole time, you just don't believe me."

"Have you forgotten what I just said? Your power lies in your belief!"

You must believe before you can be influenced.

Mebius was stunned.

She didn't ask any further questions.

He scooped the last few grains of rice out of the bowl and then put down his chopsticks.

"I'm stuffed!"

Late at night.

Lu Ze was clearing away the dishes in the living room.

Mebius sat on the sofa next to him, holding the test tube, his legs crossed and his toes swinging in the air.

"Feed".

"Hmm?" Lu Ze looked at her.

"How many views has that video had?"

Möbius held the test tube up to the light.

The light refracted through the pale blue liquid, creating shimmering blue hues that reflected on Möbius's face.

Lu Ze wiped his hands and took out his phone.

Open the video software, and the data in the background is jumping.

Play count: 12,847.

Likes: 2,301.

Collections: 1,084.

And it's still rising.

"More than ten thousand," Lu Ze said.

"Is that enough?"

"It's almost done; it's already starting to affect reality on a small scale," Lu Ze explained.

Möbius said "Oh" and then fell silent.

She hugged the test tube back to her arms, rested her chin on the mouth of the tube, and looked out at the neon lights.

After clearing away the dishes, Lu Ze returned to the sofa.

The little girl could barely open her eyes.

Her head was nodding, and she was still clutching the test tube tightly in her arms, as if it were some precious treasure.

Lu Ze stood there for a while.

Then he reached out and picked her up.

Her nine-year-old body was lighter than his own daughter's, so light that he frowned.

Mebius stirred in his arms and groggily opened his eyes.

"What are you doing?"

"sleep."

"I haven't..."

"You're sleepy."

There is a kind of fatherly love called "Dad thinks you're sleepy."

"I don't."

Her eyelids drooped, and she was still arguing.

Lu Ze ignored her, carried her upstairs, put her in the bedroom that Lu Ze had already tidied up, and pulled the blanket over her.

Mebius burrowed under the covers.

She was still clutching the test tube tightly in her hand.

"...Feed." Her eyes were closed, her voice already slurred, "Tomorrow."

"Tomorrow... I need to see the data."

"it is good."