Star Rail Simulation, but Fate is Crazy

【who is it? 】

[Could it be those who have lost their memory? ]

[After all, the only person capable of madly hunting them down is someone with amnesia.]

【"What?"】

[You are filled with surprise and disbelief as you look at the group of people in front of you whose faces are calm yet slightly cold.]

[Their clothing is varied and of different styles, as if they come from different times and worlds.]

[There is an omnic in a neatly tailored suit, the metallic sheen gleaming faintly in the sunlight;]

[There is a man wearing a cowboy hat, his eyes beneath the brim are deep and resolute;]

[There are elves holding hunting bows, their bodies are light and graceful, exuding a spirit of agility;]

[And there's a hooded assassin, exuding a mysterious and dangerous aura...]

"You actually want to become a part of me?" You confirm again, your eyes sweeping over each of them.

"Yes!" The leader nodded calmly, as if the decision was unquestionable.

【"Why?"】

You frowned slightly, your heart filled with doubts, and you couldn't wait to find out what they were thinking.

"Because by joining you, we can rediscover our own stories, and let those guys also taste the pain of having their memories stolen or burned." Their tone was calm, yet revealed an unwavering determination.

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[Name: Amnesiac]

【Destiny: Hunting × Memory】

[Introduction: You've lost something very important. Inside your brain, it's as if a skilled thief has quietly stolen your past, carving a hole in your heart.]

[Incinerator, Holstein Silence, you've heard these names before, but you never expected them to appear next to you. They gouge out half of your soul, treating those memories as waste.]

Who can tolerate precious memories being thrown away so casually? You chase after them, embarking on a journey of revenge filled with resentment.

No one has the right to dominate the memories of others. You must retrieve your stories, even if they have been burned. You must catch the ruthless thieves and make them pay for their arrogant behavior.

【It turns out that they saw hope for revenge in you.】

【Meme body.】

【This thing is very difficult to kill. 】

[The damage immunity is basically fully stacked. ]

[This group of people has been relentlessly hunting down the Memory Stealer, but they are often fooled and controlled by him.]

【so. 】

[Ever since they witnessed your ability to completely destroy the Memory Stealer, new hope has been ignited in their hearts, and they want to join you without hesitation.]

They just want to join you.

【Not "white dove", but "white song"! 】

The memory thief Qingshui Xi is now full of thoughts of escaping from this world.

After all, in this land, her kind have disappeared one after another, as if they had evaporated from the face of the earth, leaving no trace.

This series of strange events was like a heavy rock, pressing her down so hard that she couldn't breathe. The fear in her heart spread rapidly like a wildly growing vine.

So, she was scared and completely scared!

She immediately decided to leave this terrified planet no matter what.

Even though the outside world is also full of dangers, with those amnesiacs who hate them to the core eyeing them covetously.

She knew in her heart that when the amnesiacs took revenge on them, they would always do it in a big and fuss-free manner.

However, although the methods of those amnesiacs were brutal, they were basically unable to truly kill them. At most, they could only seal them up and temporarily restrict their movements.

However, the situation here is completely different.

Those missing memory thieves did not show obvious signs of conflict and confrontation like in the past when encountering amnesiacs. They just suddenly became uncontactable without any warning.

This silent disappearance was filled with an indescribable weirdness, which made her feel more and more that something was wrong.

It was as if there were pairs of invisible eyes hiding in the dark corners, watching her every move.

And at this critical juncture.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!"

A series of crisp knocks on the door suddenly rang out in the silent space, and each knock was like a heavy hammer, hitting her nerves that were already tense to the extreme.

"Who is it?" she asked timidly.

A calm and indifferent voice came from outside.

"Bai Ge!"

PS: After this simulation is completed, enter the main storyline.

Note: The main storyline is basically heading towards the crazy version. No prizes for guessing. Can you guess what kind of crazy guy will appear in the Xianzhou plot?

White Dove? White Song!: Chapter 143: Two Ways to Deal with Memetic Life

【I heard a sound coming from outside the door.】

Qing Shuixi's heart suddenly tightened. To her ears, this voice was undoubtedly equivalent to the classic "Open the door, FBI!" scene, instantly stretching her nerves to the extreme.

“What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?”

Her brain was like a madly spinning gear, her thoughts racing in extreme fear and tension.

In my mind, various thoughts were intertwined like a tangled thread, and I was desperately trying to figure out how to escape from this horrific scene.

[How about giving the other party some credit points? ]

But as soon as she thought of this, she remembered her pitiful account balance and compared it with the high bounty offered outside, and the idea was instantly shattered like a bubble.

[How about just kowtow and apologize?]

But then, she recalled all the evil deeds she had committed in the past. The painful faces of those whose memories she had stolen appeared before her one by one, and this idea instantly lost its confidence.

Finally, she steeled herself and gritted her teeth, thinking she was going to die anyway, so rather than just sit and wait for death, she might as well give it a try.

So, she decided to just jump out of the window.

The moment she flung open the window, an even stronger, more terrifying sense of crisis enveloped her like an impenetrable net.

She stared out the window with her eyes wide open. Clearly, there was nothing outside, no signs of anything unusual. Yet, she felt for no apparent reason that if she dared to take that step, she would be met with eternal damnation.

This inexplicable fear, like a thorn in her flesh, made her legs feel like they were nailed to the ground, unable to move an inch.

[At this moment, it seems that the only way for Qing Shuixi to survive is to open this door.]

[She trembled uncontrollably like a frightened quail, then slowly stretched out her trembling hand and opened the door.]

The door slowly opened, and what came into her sight was a group of people with faces as calm as still water.

They stood there quietly, their eyes calm but filled with deep meaning, staring straight at her.

"Memory Thief Qingshui Xi, you are under arrest!" A voice came from the crowd, cold and firm, like a verdict from the Netherworld.

[However, when Qing Shuixi saw the faces of these "old acquaintances" in front of him, his back, which had been hunched over, instantly straightened up.]

[Humph, just a few amnesiacs! ]

[In her eyes, besides being able to capture and seal people, what other abilities do these amnesiacs have?]

[As for that feeling of dying just now? er零亻尔貳意陕霖紦陾]

[Perhaps this is just an illusion caused by her timidity?]

【"OK!"】

【then. 】

A wild and arrogant smile appeared on her face, and she casually put her hands together and stretched them out towards the group of people.

So wanton.

So disgusting.

【Looking at this guy's wanton and arrogant smile. 】

[The faces of these amnesiacs, the "Bai Ge"s, showed gentle smiles.]

[That smile seemed harmless, but it contained a subtle chill that was hard to detect.]

【Next. 】

[One of them slowly reached out and firmly grasped the hand that Qing Shuixi extended.]

【Um? 】

【How did these guys become the lower men! 】

【Qing Shuixi thought this subconsciously.】

【but.】

In an instant, like a flood bursting through a dam, the network of harmony spread from them at lightning speed, like spider silk, and in the blink of an eye, it completely enveloped Qingshui Xi.

【"wrong!"】

Qing Shuixi secretly cried out inwardly, an instinctive sense of danger running through her body like an electric current, and she subconsciously wanted to break free and escape.

【However, it was too late.】

【Noon has arrived! 】

[In the blink of an eye, everything she had was completely devoured by the amnesiacs "Bai Ge" and their ilk.]

[That’s right, sharing the food.]

[You should know that the essence of the meme body is actually a woven together of various information.]

The Harmonic Network has two unique approaches to dealing with memetic life.

The first is to take a tough and direct approach.

The Harmony Network will mercilessly unleash all the information it contains onto the life of the meme body like a tidal wave.

This is like using a surging information storm to impact the opponent's relatively orderly information structure, offsetting each other with more and more chaotic information, thereby achieving the goal of destroying the integrity of the opponent's meme body.

[Either the harmonic network is dispersed, or the memetic life is directly killed.]

Another way is to "share the food."

This method involves forcibly connecting the memetic life to the harmonic network. Using the numerous "nodes" within the harmonic network, namely the "white songs" and "white pigeons," the memetic life's information is gradually integrated into the body and memory.

【If we use a normal understanding as an example. 】

Think of the meme body as a perfectly fitting puzzle piece.

The so-called "sharing" is like directly tearing the puzzle into pieces, and then storing these pieces separately in each "Bai Ge" and "Bai Ge" in the same harmonic network.

The more "White Songs" and "White Doves" there are, the finer and more fragmented these puzzle pieces become... This is the Harmonic Network's unique method of "dividing" this group of memetic life forms.

Compared to the first method, which is so cruel, the second method seems quite gentle.

The first method is like a violent storm, directly impacting the memetic life with an overwhelming amount of chaotic information, often completely destroying it.

[The second method does not make those memes disappear.]

[Under this second method, memetic life is simply forcibly plugged into the harmonic network, and its information is dispersed like a puzzle.]

In a sense, as long as there are kindhearted people willing to risk entering the network and attempting to reassemble the information puzzles of these meme lives, theoretically, there's a chance these meme lives can be restored.

[If only there were such reckless memetic beings who would try it.]

[It will definitely turn out to be a joke that will be considered particularly funny in the entire world.]

Imagine that such a unique existence as memetic life could actually dissolve into a homophonic network. It is truly absurd and laughable.

[I believe that the Masked Fool and the Fictional Historian will definitely show their strength by then~]

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