"Wow ah ah ah ah!"

Suddenly, a newborn baby's cry broke out in the corner of the Demon Slayer Corps' Butterfly House.

Ming Fei seemed to hear a voice from a distant place. He subconsciously looked in that direction and penetrated time and space at a glance.

Dad, Mom, Grandpa, and everyone else are all laughing.

So, he also showed a smile,

"Really? That's great, it's a girl. I have a sister now."

"Don't cry, don't even cry."

The rolling clouds and mist no longer rolled, and the falling snow scattered.

Ming Fei, with white hair on his shoulders, closed his eyes easily, leaving behind his last whisper.

"Don't worry, we are,"

"I'll definitely see you again."

The black and gold stripes slowly faded away, accompanied by the girls' whispers.

"Stupid Ming Fei,"

"How can you be unimportant!"

This was the only thing they wanted to say in rebuttal.

【cg: "Run to the battlefield where you will die!", ends.】

【you are dead. 】

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 159 Lu Mingze: Murder! Someone killed someone!

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Ding Dong!

[Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba's second simulation ends. Simulation world cooldown time: 179 days, 24 hours, 59 minutes.]

[Second simulation completed, evaluation in progress.]

[Evaluation completed, cg summary in progress]

[Summary completed, achievement search in progress]

[Search completed, title detection in progress.]

[Detection completed, mission evaluation in progress.]

[Judgment is over, comprehensive evaluation in progress.]

【The comprehensive evaluation is over, the scoring is over, and the rewards are issued. 】

Ding--!

[Congratulations to the host for triggering the simulated subsequent continuous cg: 'Everyone!', would you like to watch it? ]

【Tip: You can choose to skip watching and go directly to the relevant reviews and rewards. 】

Lu Mingfei stared at the ceiling in a daze for a long time.

It’s like the heart is thirty thousand miles away from the body, and the soul is wandering in the sky and has not yet returned.

Om-!

suddenly!

He shuddered violently, his soul returned to its place, and his lifeless eyes regained a little bit of spirit.

"Who am I?"

Lu Mingfei murmured softly, a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes.

call--!

Suddenly, an autumn breeze carried the bright moon, fluttering the gauze curtains by the window and gently hitting Lu Mingfei's cheek.

It was a little cold, but Lu Mingfei remained motionless.

It was not until he heard a crisp rustling sound on the wall not far away that his eyes became happy again.

Click!

Lu Mingfei turned off the lights in the room, but there was no sign of sleep.

With a slight creaking sound, Lu Mingfei pulled out the chair and sat down quietly.

Place your hands on either side of the body bench and hold on tightly.

Lu Mingfei raised his head and stared blankly at the two pieces of paper on the wall.

The direction of the left hand records every detail of Demon Slayer, the things he wants to do! The goals he wants to achieve! And the ties that bind him!

Encounters, promises, feelings and insights are all carefully recorded in words and sentences that only you can understand!

To the right is everything in reality, the recent plans and precautions of the past few days are still vivid in my mind.

When I was recording tonight, the warmth of my hands pressing on the paper must have been blown away by the wind.

In the dark space, light from outside the window shone in obliquely.

The whole space is very quiet.

Only the sound of electric current remained, faint.

The sound of wind blowing through the curtains comes in gusts.

Bent over the books and papers, softly.

On some old and worn walls, there are papers of the same material, the same handwriting recorded on them, and the same temperature at this moment.

Aside from the difference in the text, the paper it’s posted on is no different.

But the memories behind the words are completely different.

On one side is passion, fighting, and struggle!

One side is daily life and peace!

Looking at it this way, they are completely different!

Lu Mingfei put his feet on the stool and curled up into a ball.

Not long ago, because of the little madman, he was a little afraid of the existence of ghosts in reality, so he turned on the lights in the room.

But now he was suddenly not afraid anymore.

Instead, he turned off the lights, hoping that ghosts, creatures that could carry memories, really existed in this world.

In this case, maybe at this moment in this empty room, besides himself, there might be someone sitting next to him, maybe sitting behind him, or standing on his left.

He might wear the black Demon Slayer Corps uniform and the green robe to cover up the body that has been tempered over the years.

It's autumn now and the temperature is a bit cold.

If he had come from a long way, he might have brought the two knives, "Butterfly" and "Die", and under his mother's nagging, he would have put on the black and white scarf that is only used in winter.

If the wooden sword and jade pendant had not been lost, grandpa would have reminded him to bring them with him. In this way, he might have been able to make crisp sounds when he walked.

Maybe he would be naked and in a very miserable state, with snow on his shoulders. After all, this was what he looked like at the end of the battle.

But no matter what appearance or posture he came here.

His eyes, which flashed golden light from time to time, would definitely fall on a piece of paper on the wall, with a gentle light.

Lu Mingfei understands him. No one in this world understands him better than Lu Mingfei.

He also understands Lu Mingfei. There is no one in this world who understands Lu Mingfei better than him.

But, there is no such person, and there is no such soul!

The only person sitting in this room was Lu Mingfei.

The gentle gaze that fell on the paper on the left and the golden light flashing in the eyes also came from him.

"System," Lu Mingfei called the system in a hoarse voice.

"I'm here," the system whispered.

"What's going on between me and him?" Lu Mingfei was a little skeptical.

After resolving everything and fulfilling the agreement with him, Lu Mingfei once again recalled everything in that space.

It was Shi Mingfei's helpless depression, Shi Mingfei's slightly sarcastic rebuttal, Shi Mingfei's crazy laugh and the final tight hug.

"Host, there is no need to think too much. After careful investigation by the system, according to human psychological standards, the host's mental state cannot be judged as abnormal, and his daily psychology is also within the normal range. In other words, there is no possibility of split personality." The mechanical voice of the system came slowly,

"I didn't ask you to come here to be a psychotherapist." Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes and complained helplessly.

"I'm very poor, so poor that I can't satisfy my sudden increase in appetite. My increased appetite is also related to you. Won't you reimburse me for my food expenses?"

"In short, no matter how professional you sound, I won't pay you."

"Providing a full range of services to the host is the basic principle of the system, and there is no charge." The system continued to explain seriously.

"Whether it's Lu Mingfei or Shi Qingming Fei, they are both hosts of the system and have the same permissions. It's just that after the complete merging of memories, the permissions during the simulation will be raised to a higher level. But even though you can actively adjust your talents, the host still cannot subjectively disclose information about the simulator to others, so as to avoid unknown consequences."

The system keeps talking.

"No matter when or where you are, you will have the same emotions, the same thinking patterns and principles of action."

"In conclusion, Lu Mingfei is Shi Qingming Fei, and Shi Qingming Fei is also Lu Mingfei, it's just that they experience life differently."

"Please explore the specific situation on your own."

“Your uncle’s system, are you playing Tai Chi with me?” Lu Mingfei widened his eyes and started cursing!

After all the talk, you just won't give a definite answer?

Isn’t it enough to just say yes or no?

Still exploring on your own?

"Ding Dong! Please don't insult the system. The system also has dignity."

"Go! Go! I don't want to bother with you." Lu Mingfei waved his hand.

Under normal circumstances, he would at least argue with the system, but now, forget it.

His mind was now in a mess.

Lu Mingfei lowered his eyes and closed them, thinking deeply.

He was putting himself in another's shoes completely.

If I were Shi Ming Xiaofei, all my memories from childhood to adulthood would be in the Demon Slayer world, and I would dream about the real world from time to time.

Then suddenly one day you encounter a crisis and rely on instinct to enter a dream space, where you meet a guy who treats his world as a game. Even though he only says so, how will you react?

Even if that person is yourself.

Snapped--!

Lu Mingfei slapped his thigh hard, grimacing in pain.

"Of course I'll fight back!"

Damn!

No problem!

It is indeed something he can do!

If he hadn't been confronted like that at the time, he would now be doubting whether the two were the same person.

Lu Mingfei stood up and stared at the paper of Demon Slayer: Ninja. Then he took out a carbon pen from a closed exercise book and started to make corrections lightly.

The curse of Mount Sagiri was successfully broken!

Well done!

Save Auntie Fire!

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