Chapter 290

Moreover.

And whether it is sealing memories or stripping away consciousness, both carry risks.

Stelle is different.

She is not only the one with the deepest bond with Kafka.

She has also lost her memory more than once, ignoring the risks of memory disorder.

Or rather, precisely because of this.

That is why she is so carefree.

She doesn't care at all.

Like March 7th, who was clearly experiencing memory loss for the first time and had no experience at all, even thinking about carrying a camera with her to avoid not being able to recall things after losing her memory again.

In short.

Stelle accepted Lin Qi's task.

She didn't even ask about the reward.

Afterwards.

Lin Qi followed the same method, separating Stelle's consciousness from her body as well, and casting it into the second-layer dream.

The difference from Kafka is that her memories were not stripped away, but sealed.

However, for Stelle, this was not an issue at all.

It's just memory loss; she'll get used to it.

Kafka's "reincarnation" journey began once again.

Lin Qi did not intervene too much.

But in the end, the story still unfolded as before, with the two becoming husband and wife.

The difference was that this time, there was an "offspring."

That's right.

Stelle was there to play the "daughter."

And then...

The tragedy played out again; not only did Lin Qi disappear, but Stelle also ran into problems.

Kafka ended a lifetime in tragedy once more.

In the subsequent reincarnations.

Lin Qi kept changing his methods, letting the tragedy occur in different forms, and even restaged the Stellaron disaster.

After several more lifetimes of reincarnation, Lin Qi could already clearly feel that the "humanity" in Kafka had been recovered.

However, Lin Qi was not very sure if the illness had been cured.

So he decided to unlock part of Kafka's memories in the new reincarnation.

To see if there would be any changes.

Just like that.

Lin Qi controlled the degree of Kafka's memory unsealing, letting her begin the reincarnation again.

When the degree of unsealing was not high, the changes were not obvious.

Emotions like fear and terror were expressed very clearly in her.

It was not until the memories of the previous life occupied the majority that the changes appeared.

Once again.

At Lin Qi's "deathbed," Kafka did not cry again; instead, she looked at him with a smile, her tone gentle.

"Dear, don't die this time, okay?"

"..."

Lin Qi on the hospital bed was silent for a long while, then suddenly sat up.

He frowned and said.

"Kafka, it seems this illness of yours cannot be cured."

"That may not be certain."

Kafka stared at Lin Qi and said, "If it really failed, then I would definitely watch you die with my own eyes, but right now, I can't bear it."

"Besides..."

"Aren't you being too heartless? I am your wife, after all."

Lin Qi stared at Kafka's beautiful eyes for a while and discovered that she was not joking at all; her tone was even somewhat serious.

Before Lin Qi could reply, he heard Kafka continue.

"Could it be... you don't even recognize your own daughter?"

"..."

Hearing this.

Lin Qi was even more speechless.

He discovered that he seemed to have played a bit too far.

Originally, he wanted to test the consciousness separation experiment and the construction of a large-scale virtual world, while also strengthening Kafka's treatment effect.

He didn't expect.

Kafka seemed to have truly become a different person.

But since things had reached this point, it seemed he could only accept it for the time being.

Just as he was thinking.

An anxious voice came from outside the ward, along with a burst of hurried footsteps.

"Mom, is Dad okay?"

The voice arrived before the person.

Then came a girl with gray hair.

However, if one had to say, this girl looked neither like Lin Qi on the hospital bed nor did she have any similarities to the beautiful woman standing to the side.

But she was indeed the "child" of the two.

At least in the virtual world, having staged so many reincarnations, it was always like this.

"Little Stelle, your dad is just joking with you; he's perfectly fine. If you don't believe me, make him take you to watch the mecha competition tonight," Kafka smiled.

"Really?"

Stelle was both happy and confused. After coming to her senses, she put her hands on her hips and said indignantly.

"Dad, you're such a grown-up, yet you still make me worry! I punish you to accompany me to watch the mecha competition; you have to finish watching this season at least!"

"..."

Lin Qi rubbed his forehead and nodded helplessly.

"Fine, I promise you."

The current situation is that Kafka has recovered most of her memories, but Stelle has not.

In the past, Lin Qi would not have felt the slightest bit awkward.

But now.

After Kafka's memory recovered, continuing on as her "husband" felt a bit strange.

But Kafka didn't care.

Not only that.

She didn't even avoid Lin Qi at night.

"Kafka, are you serious?"

"Mmhmm~ just treat it as a dream. If you weren't in this dream, I really wouldn't be used to it," Kafka said calmly.

Regarding this.

Lin Qi naturally would not avoid the challenge.

It must be said that in the previous reincarnations, although Lin Qi had been playing the role of "husband" and "lover," he hadn't actually taken advantage of Kafka, at most hugging and holding, without any intimate contact.

The reason was also very simple: Lin Qi did not want to take advantage of someone in a vulnerable state.

If Kafka's memory recovered, how would she view this past?

Even if she didn't say it on the surface.

Her evaluation of Lin Qi in her heart probably wouldn't be very good.