Chapter 260: Night of Cosmic Hallucination (Part 3)

I said then, "I can swear, but can you pull me out of the hole first?"—he said no! So you ask whether this person can handle it?

No way, my life is at stake, so I said: "Pure goddess De Ilira's beauty is peerless!" He then corrected me: "It's Idelira, not De Ilira."

Weilit grew increasingly speechless: "Who would take such a tongue‑twisting name? I'm just an ordinary office worker, how would I know about some pure beautiful star deity? Of course, to survive, I repeated it again—Pure goddess Idelira, beauty unrivaled!"

Things turned out like this now. Weilit lamented that he was just a background extra, but after meeting Yinzhi, he felt his life had taken a turn—perhaps he could make a little money off Yinzhi.

"A knight so handsome and majestic, if we package him, he'd be great," Weilit's tone finally became excited. "I presented this idea to him, telling him we could promote purity, making currency part of beauty, so the spread would be more efficient." He was greatly impressed, exclaiming in amazement.

"I plan to contact the market development department to make him the company's product spokesperson! I'll be his manager. Do you think this kid is suited for the idol route or the power route?"

"Idol route," Xingcheng earnestly suggested.

"You're right! Not taking the idol route would waste his pretty face."

——

New Ailidu.

"I think the power route is better…" Zhe sat on the sofa, thinking briefly, "The idol route is fine, but the power route offers a broader future; becoming an idol would waste his martial skills."

"Bro! Completely wrong!" Ling sprang up from the sofa, "I think Yinzhi should become a virtual idol!"

"Virtual idol?" After Ling's reminder, Zhe indeed recalled an online virtual idol group that was getting a lot of discussion, "But if she becomes a virtual idol, wouldn't Yinzhi's strengths in power and looks be wasted?"

"Bro, times have changed. Even though Yinzhi is indeed good‑looking, the company connects so many planets; handsome men and beautiful women keep appearing endlessly, as the saying goes, 'No one can stay eighteen forever, but there will always be someone who is eighteen.' Of course, if Yinzhi is a Celestial Boat person, then pretend I didn't say that."

"On the idol vs. power tracks, handsome guys aren't fresh, but on the virtual idol track, Yinzhi's looks would be top‑tier!"

Although Ling tried hard to explain, Zhe was still puzzled: "If they're all virtual idols, what's the point of high looks?"

"Bro, virtual is just a way to add mystery and novelty; you must always believe in humanity's curiosity!"

Ling, dead‑serious, continued: "Think about it… If Yao Jiayin were a virtual idol, you'd never know what she looks like. After being drawn by her voice, wouldn't you be curious about her real appearance? Could you resist the urge to use Fairy to look her up?"

"…You mean Yinzhi's appearance will eventually be exposed?"

"Can't say for sure; it depends on Interstellar Peace Company's operating strategy. But looks are indeed a great fan‑attracting gimmick for Yinzhi. When she does a livestream, facing countless viewers, shouting 'Pure goddess Idelira, beauty unrivaled!'—that would be far more efficient than now, wouldn't it?"

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"Anyway, there's nowhere to go now, so Weilit decided to help Xing and the others first, but suddenly the train jolted violently, accompanied by Pam's 'Aaahhh' scream; everyone in the carriage, except Yinzhi who was enjoying the moment, was startled."

"There's, there's a strange sound—scary, scary, Pal! Did you hear it?"

Pam's two big ears curled in fear: "Given how well I know this train… that just now was definitely, definitely not a sound the train made, Pal!"

Jizi wondered if the recent tremor had caused the train to be damaged, letting something unexpected slip in. Though the words sounded scary, Sanyueqi still intended to go check her own room first.

Skipping the check was fine, but checking turned out even scarier. Because someone identical to her was standing in her room, smiling at her.

This Sanyueqi had no sparkle in her eyes, her tone flat, and she said calmly, "I understand your past. What you wish to see, touch, know… your hometown, family, friends, emotions, love and hate…"

The other claimed to be the complete Sanyueqi, which frightened her greatly. Fortunately, Jizi's voice came through the earpiece in time, making her step back immediately.

"Little Sanyueqi hesitated: 'Bu‑but…'"

The mysterious Sanyueqi simply tilted her head, watching her quietly. After a long while, a meaningful smile curled at her mouth.

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Fuli Lian's burial.

"Although I did fantasize about Sanyueqi changing her personality…" Xiuta Erke rubbed the goosebumps on his hands, "but that's too invasive! Her eyes are emptier than a demon's!"

Beside them, Fuli Lian and Filien didn't respond at all, instead sinking silently into memories.

"Clone… can the original abilities be copied forever?"

Fuli Lian looked at the clone identical to Sanyueqi yet lifeless; all this felt familiar—after all, they had personally experienced it in the Water Mirror Demon Maze.

"Is it something like mirror magic? … This body indeed seems soul‑drained, yet somehow retains a certain personality consciousness."

"Mistress Fuli Lian, I think there's a fundamental difference from mirror magic," Filien, finger on chin, speculated, "Mirror magic creates independent clones and is highly aggressive. In Sanyueqi's case… it seems a certain monster exists whose nature is like a mirror; different people see different versions of themselves."

"So you mean… Dan Heng, Yinzhi, and the others each encountered their 'selves'?"

"Yes, this fake Sanyueqi calls herself the complete Sanyueqi, so I suspect the monster itself is also somewhat deceptive. Just like when we first entered the Water Mirror Demon Maze, from the moment we stepped in we were already in its trap."