Become a girl in the horror world

Not long after, Senlu arrived at a martial arts arena. In dozens of training rooms, young disciples of the royal family were practicing with each other. A clumsy figure soon attracted her attention.

Occasionally, there were a few figures driving basic combat armor for training. Those combat armors were not covered with much armor, and except for the head, they basically only had an alloy frame, more like a metal exoskeleton, and could only be used for simple carrying and movement.

I saw a basic battle armor used for training waving its fists vigorously, attacking a puppet. Its movements were extremely uncoordinated, like a drunkard. Seeing that its punch missed and it would fall down the next moment, Senlu stretched out his foot and hooked it, fulfilling its wish.

"Oops!"

The operator of the armor made a childish voice, and as the mask opened, the figure of Little Watermelon appeared in the cockpit. At this moment, he was covering his head and grimacing in pain.

"What are you doing!"

Little Watermelon glared at Senlu angrily.

"How did you know I was here?"

The forest deer had already left a sensory hunter mark on the little guy, so he could naturally tell the other party's location when his scent was not blocked.

"What's the point of practicing these now? It's too late. Tomorrow the 'Queen' will personally preside over the awarding ceremony." Mori Lu said.

"At least don't make a fool of yourself! Someone will check at daybreak. This awarding ceremony doesn't require any fighting or anything, but at least you need to be able to perform basic actions, otherwise..." Little Watermelon thought of something, and his face had a heavy expression. Senlu saw a flash of guilt in the little guy's eyes.

"otherwise?"

"You've met Madoka, right?"

"Xiao Yuan, oh, little winter melon."

"Please don't give people nicknames randomly!" Little Watermelon complained, his face still heavy.

"She endured so much while I was away..."

"This is my fault, but you can't blame them all. If I hadn't run away cowardly, Xiaoyuan wouldn't have..."

Little Watermelon recalled the past.

At that time, she followed the prime minister of the dynasty into a dark room and saw a figure lying in liquid with tubes inserted into his body.

That was her younger sister Xia Yuan. Due to long-term malnutrition, she was much thinner than her, with a frighteningly pale face and purple and blue marks all over her body. After seeing her for the first time, the little girl's lifeless eyes revealed a hint of relief.

She couldn't imagine what the other person had been through during the years she had been gone. Perhaps he had been living under the shadow of such torture and suffering every day and night.

The prime minister of the time did not hide anything from her, but told her everything.

Only Xia Yuan, who has a physique similar to hers, can be the recipient of this plan.

This way, Xia Yuan's body can be transformed so that it can withstand the repulsive energy of the Queen in a short period of time. Afterwards, Xia Yuan will die for disobeying the Queen's will. There is also the risk of exploding and dying in the process. Even though it is cruel, it is an unavoidable choice for the future peace of Kyushu for the next hundred years.

Xia Yuan's body was like a sharp blade in the hands of a traitor. It would pierce into the Queen's chest, and while being retaliated by the Queen, it would also cause irreversible damage to her. This was called 'disobedience'.

The rebellious plan was supposed to go on as planned, but she came back at the last minute, so the royal family promised her that as long as she could drive the queen at dawn, they would choose her to drive the queen tomorrow, preside over the awarding ceremony, and return Xia Yuan's freedom.

On the contrary, if it is judged that she is not yet capable of driving the Queen, the original plan will be followed and Xia Yuan will continue to take on everything.

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No matter what, she has to take on this responsibility for Xia Yuan.

Thinking of the lifeless eyes of the little girl, Xiao Xigua gritted his teeth, stood up quickly, and controlled the training armor 'wooden man' to punch in the direction of the dummy.

As expected, Little Watermelon's talent in driving the armor was woefully poor. His two legs were completely out of control, as if they were about to fight. His left leg tripped over his right leg, and he tripped over himself as he swung his fist in the air, falling in an ugly posture.

"Hmm..." Senlu was silent.

Seeing the girl's expression, Little Watermelon felt very dissatisfied. He stood up again, but fell to the ground again after running a few steps.

"Why, why can't I control this!!" Little Watermelon pounded the floor in frustration to vent his anger.

She has been in this training ground for more than four hours, and has made almost no progress compared to the beginning. Although these armors all use the most efficient control method, connecting the operating system with the human nerves, which is equivalent to a person sitting in the cockpit and controlling the armor's every move with consciousness alone, it sounds simple, but it is actually not easy.

This process requires a huge concentration of mental strength. Just like moving things, the process of driving the armor is like using mental strength to forcibly move something in the mind.

There is a saying that when using human strength, one has to use all the strength possible, but mental strength is different. The human body itself has a weak perception of it. If it cannot be "carried", it cannot be "carried". Forcibly "carrying" it will only cause irreversible damage.

"You are too anxious." Mori Lu sat on the ground leisurely and saw the girl's problem at a glance.

"Of course I'm worried! If I can't drive well this morning, Madoka will..."

"So don't be anxious. Anxiety will only affect your concentration. If you want to do this well, relax your body first."

After hearing this, Little Watermelon realized his own problem and breathed a sigh of relief:

"How to relax."

"Imagine a sky, a pure and untainted sky." Mori Lu said softly.

"Ah."

Little Watermelon closed his eyes, emptied his mind, and imagined the scene described by the girl. His tense nerves actually relaxed a little.

"Now, a few white clouds are floating in the sky." Morilu continued.

"A light and soothing piece of music, from sunrise to sunset, and then to evening."

Not long after, Little Watermelon felt much better in his head and asked in surprise:

"Sister, it really works."

Morilu smiled slightly.

Of course it works,

When she was a child and felt nervous facing those cold instruments, the woman would always tell her this to relax her. Over time, she would subconsciously do the same when her own mental state declined.

People are most relaxed when they imagine freedom and pursue beautiful things, such as the boundless blue sky, the azure sea, the gentle evening breeze, and the traffic passing by in the city at sunset.

The imaginative process from nothing to the pursuit of freedom and beautiful things is the easiest. Once you reach "freedom and beauty", this feeling will quickly fade away, so people have to think of the next "freedom and beauty" for themselves. One "freedom and beauty" after another constitutes the path for people to pursue the future in the spiritual world.

Only along these roads can people move forward.

When a person is unable to pursue freedom and beauty, he can only focus his thoughts on the past. This is a disease. He will grow a cocoon to wrap himself up and stay where he is.

"First learn to use your hands, then learn to use your legs, just like learning to crawl before learning to walk. Imagine that your legs don't exist. Stand in front of the dummy and don't move. Use only your fists to attack the dummy." Morilu said.

"I know, I know, sister!"

Little Watermelon nodded and did as the girl said. His movements suddenly became smooth. He started with his right fist, then his left fist, and finally he attacked with both fists alternately, from regular to irregular. After more than an hour, Little Watermelon was able to control his upper body skillfully.

Mori Lu laughed and drank some water:

"Let me test you. What should I do next?"

Seeing the girl throwing the question to him, Little Watermelon thought for a moment and then answered:

“Try walking first, then running, and finally incorporating your steps into the attack on the dummy.”

Senlu laughed when he heard this:

"Not too stupid."

Just after the praise, Little Watermelon was tripped by his clumsy steps and fell flat on his back.

After falling down several times, the little guy took a few steps. Senlu silently watched the other's progress, and there was no surprise in his calm eyes.

If Little Watermelon hadn't learned these,

Does this mean I won't have to control the Queen tomorrow?

Will life be extended by a few more years?

Even if I can only live a few more years, I can still witness many beautiful scenes...

Just as Little Watermelon was exercising her lower body, a thin figure appeared behind her. He was only wearing pajamas, his face was red from the cold, but his eyes were unusually quiet as he looked at the clumsy figure in the training ground:

"My sister is so useless. She has such poor talent." said the little girl.

"Why, are you looking for me?" Sen Lu looked up and asked.

The little girl pursed her lips and turned her head away.

"Sit down. It's warm here."

Seeing that the little girl was shivering from the cold, Senlu made some space beside him. The little girl did not refuse but sat on him silently and hugged her legs.

Morilu silently put his coat on the little girl, covering her entire head.

The little girl silently stuck her head out, then pulled the girl's coat to cover her little face, and curled up her whole body into the coat, looking quite well-behaved.

"Little winter melon?"

The little girl didn't respond.

"Little winter melon."

"Do me a favor. Take my sister away." The little girl said softly.

"Ok?"

"Because no one has ever cared about me, it doesn't matter if I die. But my sister is different. She has many people who care about her. If she dies, many people will be sad."

"A guy who is not even as tall as a winter melon is always thinking about these things." Sen Lu didn't say anything to persuade the other party not to think too much, but just drank a sip of water and said casually.

If it were my sister, she would probably feel very uncomfortable hearing these words. She would keep resonating with them, and while trying to persuade the other person, she herself would also feel uncomfortable for a long time.

Who told that guy to be so kind and sensitive? To put it nicely, he is an angel, to put it bluntly, he is a person sent by God to suffer.

Morilu thought so.

"The story says that after a person dies, he or she will turn into a bird, flying carefree in the blue sky. He or she will become very free, without any constraints." There was a hint of yearning in the little girl's eyes as she said this, as if that was exactly what the girl was expecting.

"Then one day you will be choked to death by the polluted sky, or be smashed into pieces by an airplane," said Mori Lu.

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"How annoying." The little girl said silently as she lowered her head and buried it between her knees.

"I have always thought so. Why should we destroy this beauty?"

"This idea is too selfish." Senlu said slowly.

"How can I be selfish? I just want to be free, to be unconstrained, to become a bird and fly to the sky that I long for." The little girl's tone suddenly became excited.

"You only thought about yourself and took everything on that guy, but you didn't think that with her personality, she would live in the shadow of your death for the rest of her life."

"Perhaps she will live in a nightmare every day in the future. Every day when she wakes up, she will constantly question herself. If she had not run away out of willfulness, would she have suffered such suffering? If she had been more resolute and successfully piloted the Queen, would she not have died because of this?"

The little girl was slightly stunned when she heard this, and then silently hugged her legs.

"I do not like her."

The little girl's answer did not surprise Mori Lu. She just sat there quietly, waiting for the other party to continue speaking.

"She is too naive, childish and sentimental. She believes in the beauty of fairy tales. Everyone revolves around her. It is because of her willfulness that I have to endure all this torture."

The little girl's eyes were a little empty, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised in a morbid way, as if she had thought of something.

"I wish she would feel guilty about this and live in my shadow for the rest of her life. I wish that were the case."

Looking at the figure who was still driving the training armor on the training ground, falling down and getting up again and again, as if he would never surrender, Sen Lu's eyes and thoughts were wandering.

"She must care about you very much. If she knew what happened to you in Kyushu, she would definitely come back as soon as possible, or..."

"She originally planned to take you away from Kyushu."

Hearing this, the little girl was shocked, and looked at her knees in a daze. Finally, she gradually sank down and bit her thumb hard.

"Back then, it was that retainer who conspired to help her escape from Kyushu. Later, we found out that he was someone sent by the empire to infiltrate Kyushu. He had taken care of us for more than ten years..."

"My naive sister was deceived by that guy."

"He originally planned to take my sister and me with him. It was my sister's request. My sister is so willful and naive. She never considers the consequences of her actions! She never considered what her departure would bring to Jiuzhou!"

The little girl took a long breath, calmed down and continued,

"I had a quarrel with her, and she left Kyushu alone after that. The ship that was supposed to sail to the Empire crashed on the way, and I lost contact with my sister after that. I thought she had died a long time ago."

"You must have had a good relationship before, and you didn't report this to the royal family."

The little girl was silent.

My thoughts seem to go back to a long, long time ago.

Their mother passed away very early. Before the empress chose their elder sister as the heir, they were neglected and lived in the small room left by their mother, snuggling up to each other. They often did not have enough to eat, and their elder sister had to steal some food from the kitchen, such as sesame cakes and steamed buns.

She vaguely remembered the scene in the cold wind, when the other person had a silly smile on his face, as if he didn't care about the current situation at all, and he cut a pancake bigger than her face into two halves and handed it to her.