Chapter 330: Slices of Starkly Different Personalities

Thousand Night Floating Dream, which is always effective against others, completely loses its effect when faced with Duotuolei.

Just a lift of the head, a glance.

The busy Duotuolei slice immediately saw through Luo De, who was borrowing dream authority.

He showed no surprise, still busy with his experiment on hand, not even thinking to glance at Luo De again.

"Young Master."

Duotuolei's slice has the insight to see through Thousand Night Floating Dream's disguise, but the others in the lab lack such ability.

In their eyes,

they saw the Foolish People's Eleventh Seat Executor Young Master coming for an inspection.

Thus they not only did not block Luo De's steps, but actively made way for him, letting him easily reach Duotuolei.

Luo De remained silent and did not rush to act.

Instead, he stood beside the slice with arms crossed, watching what he was doing.

Soon.

He then discovered.

He could not understand it himself.

There was nothing else.

This Duotuolei slice specializes in machinery; everything he tinkers with are mechanical parts, all of which are structures Luo De cannot comprehend.

If it were the Great Merciful Tree King or Nadixa here,

they might be able to see what Duotuolei is doing.

But Luo De is not skilled in the knowledge of the Mysterious Theory School.

After staring for a while without understanding, he couldn't help but ask curiously: "What are you working on?"

To those unaware of Luo De's identity,

he appears to be an old friend who hasn't seen Duotuolei in years, with no hint that Luo De came here to eradicate this slice.

And Duotuolei's reaction was even more unexpected.

He calmly replied: "An instrument that can strip faith power from the Red King's statue."

"Oh?"

"So powerful?"

Luo De scoffed, utterly disbelieving.

Likewise,

Leidian Zhen also did not believe.

Because faith power is a kind of power with a vow-power attribute that is extremely hard to obtain.

Luo De could draw faith power from the villagers of A Ru Cun only because Apei Pu was interfering.

But what merit or ability does Duotuolei have?

Even if he has reached Archon-level power.

The rules set by the Heavenly Principle are just rules.

Even gods cannot challenge them.

Let alone a mere mortal.

Moreover, the faith power Duotuolei obtained by disguising as the Red King is nominally still offerings from the Red King's worshippers to the Red King; unless someone can replace the Red King at the source, it is impossible to strip the Red King's faith power from his statue.

"People must always try."

"Otherwise, how would one know they cannot defy the Heavenly Principle?"

Faced with Luo De's questioning, this slice, unlike a typical slice that would panic and jump, calmly explained his actions.

"Like that."

Luo De pulled over a chair, sat beside Duotuolei, and said seriously: "So can you explain to me? What exactly are you preparing to do? I need to make preparations in advance for dealing with your death."

Just as his words fell,

the lab fell silent enough to hear a pin drop; all the Foolish People's researchers working here stopped their work and turned in unison toward this side.

No matter how you listen,

in their eyes, the Young Master had just been threatening their direct superior, the Doctor.

Among the Foolish People's Executors, where strength is supreme, the lowest-ranking Last Seat Executor actually dared to threaten the Second Seat Executor, who holds high rank.

Even if these researchers are usually engrossed in their studies, they cannot help but feel a gossip-mongering heart at this moment.

Of course.

There is also a bit of fear.

After all, those two are both Executors, swords drawn and bows bent; if they were to fight, even a mere ripple would be enough to reduce everyone present to ashes.

Unexpectedly,

Though Duotuolei, the offended party, should have been angry, he not only lacked any intention to be angry, but actually laid out his plan in full.

"I will use this faith power to recreate a divinity belonging to the Red King, to be used on the god-forged body in Xu Mi Cheng."

While speaking,

Duotuolei showed Luo De the unfinished instrument in his hand.

He said it was a mechanical structure,

actually.

Looking at its appearance, this instrument resembles an indigo gemstone, somewhat like the Evil Star Eye that Raiden Ei personally made.

"Your Rock Dragon Crown should have been the best substitute."

But that's a pity.

Even if the strongest version of me came, with your current strength, I'm afraid we couldn't seize this thing.

The slice spoke bluntly, laying out his plan: "Originally, that time in Inazuma was the best opportunity; it's such a pity. We misjudged your strength, and we never expected that puppet to actually defy its programming, keep you there, and even bring you a step closer."

Oh.

That really is quite a pity.

Luo De instinctively touched the Rock Dragon Crown at his waist, then asked: "Do you really think, with your abilities, you could actually create something like a divinity?"

As soon as he said that.

Luo De then gave a self‑mocking laugh: "I'm just spouting nonsense; if you lacked confidence, you wouldn't be making such a big fuss."

No.

I really don't have any confidence.

The slice kept moving his hands, but his eyes took on a strange look: "Although I have confidence in all my other versions, believing we will surely succeed, I therefore have to give it my all here."

Huh?

Hearing such words lacking confidence come from Dottore's slice made Luo De unable to help doubting his own ears.

In his impression.

Dottore is supposed to be extremely arrogant and overconfident, always very confident in whatever he does.

But this slice before him.

He clearly shows a lack of confidence and a dejected attitude, even admitting that he thinks this project is purely a waste of effort and absolutely impossible to succeed.

Could this guy actually not be Dottore's slice? Is he a fake?

Luo De eyed the slice before him with suspicion.

Actually, from the moment he entered just now, he had noticed that this slice seemed off; otherwise he wouldn't have been so calm and would have attacked right away.

It's true.

Raiden Zhen gave his opinion from the side.

Are you sure?

Luo De asked.

Hmm. Raiden Zhen said firmly: "Appearances can deceive, but souls cannot; this slice is exactly the same as that little fellow who studied at school, so there's no mistake."

Then since there's no mistake.

What's up with this guy?

Luo De was still muttering.

After a moment of silence, Dottore interjected: "Is that the Electro Archon? I am Dottore, the Second Seat Executor of the Foolish People, and I greet you on behalf of Her Majesty the Empress."

That is, one cannot see Raiden Zhen's expression.

Otherwise, Luo De would be certain that she would also have a look of astonishment right now.

The executors of the Foolish People are all extremely arrogant.

Even the weakest of the princes, when meeting a deity, maintains a modest yet unassuming demeanor; this slice's respectful attitude is something Luo De has never seen before, not even from Raiden Zhen.

You really are Dottore?

Luo De grew more doubtful, really unable to make sense of this slice before him.

Sigh——

How come everyone who sees me asks me this question?

From Luo De's arrival to here, the slice stopped his hand movements for the first time and said helplessly: "I really am Dottore, but I am the slice from that most listless, most dispirited period."

.?

Luo De froze for a moment.

He then realized what the slice meant.

No wonder this slice always appears downcast and lacking confidence in everything.

In other words, this guy is the slice cut from Dottore's most disheartening period.

Then everything makes sense.

Meanwhile, the other slice seemed to have opened up, contrary to the nature of the other slices, and with a bitter face began to complain to Luo De, his enemy.

You don't know.

Even a slice like me isn't easy.

Although we share the same name, our personalities differ completely due to age: some are domineering; some are confident, believing they can do anything; some are selfish, willing to betray other slices for the slightest gain.

Once we are split off, our personalities become fixed and will not change.

So although we say we are one person, we are actually separate individuals; aside from sharing thoughts and being able to influence each other, there is nothing else linking us.

Finally, the slice sighed: "I am the most lacking in confidence and the most dispirited among all the slices, so the other slices look down on me, bully me, and sometimes punish me if I fail to complete a task on time."

If it weren't for confirming that the person before him was indeed the utterly wicked Dottore, Luo De would truly suspect that this is someone pretending.

Indeed, this slice is all too genuine in his emotions.

He completely looks like a failed office worker, with not a trace of Dottore about him.

Oh, right.

Here, take this: the experimental model number one of the Divinity Simulator; theoretically it should work.

Just as Luo De was still hesitating how to deal with this gloomy‑faced slice, he proactively tossed over the gem‑shaped device he had just finished.

Divinity Simulator?

Luo De hadn't yet reacted to what was happening.

What's going on? This slice not only has no intention of opposing me, but it also sent my research results to me? This thing, could it be some explosive weird thing?

Sigh—

Seeing Luo De's look of disdain and suspicion, the slice wore a bitter face and sighed again: 'Not only am I always disliked when doing experiments, but even the thing I finally finished is disliked like this.'

Then.

He then voluntarily said: 'I'm using you as an experimental subject, after all you're preparing to take back the title of Red King from me; I think I'm not your match, so this thing I hold probably isn't very useful—better give it to you, so I can properly see whether our experiment can succeed.'

You lack that much confidence?

Luo De scratched his head, once again realizing just how unconfident this slice is.

The battle for the Red King title hasn't even officially started yet.

Both he and Dotore's slices are scrambling to seize a situation advantageous to themselves.

The result? Someone surrendered before it even started? 'That's exactly why they dislike me so much.'

The slice's expression was extremely bitter: 'Besides, I'm analyzing this rationally—I think my chances of beating you are slim; anyway, I'm bound to lose sooner or later, so I might as well let you help me test the Divine Simulator's function, collect some data, and then I can find the flaws and fix the problem.'

You speak quite directly.

This slice's words were reasonable and well-founded; Luo De momentarily didn't know how to respond.

To be honest.

Just hearing the name of this Divine Simulator, it's indeed a good thing.

An artificial divinity that can retrieve the power of faith from the Red King's statue—if it really works, then for Luo De, it would be a good thing that lets him get closer to the Red King.

The only problem.

Or whether this thing is real or fake.

Don't be fooled by the slice's sincere manner of speaking; his eyes are full of a grief-stricken, stifled look.

But Luo De still won't fully believe what he says.

Who knows if this thing is just meant to deceive people.

However, what happened next.

Yet it caught Luo De off guard.

Then I saw the slice stand up, put down all his tools, take off his white coat, and stand before Luo De with a solemn expression.

'Here I come.'

Such an action also put Luo De on high alert; he gripped Piercing Rainbow with his right hand, his aura mighty, ready to strike at any moment.

Indeed.

Dotore's slice is still Dotore.

No matter how sweet his words may sound, deep down he's still that vicious, heartless bastard.

But before Luo De could act.

The slice immediately raised both hands, making a gesture of surrender, and said: 'Don't rush, hear me out.'

'Hmph'

Luo De naturally wouldn't listen to him; instead, he kept the blade of Piercing Rainbow aimed at the slice, with no intention of letting up.

'What a hassle.'

'I'm like this, and you still won't relax your guard.'

'Sigh, I already said I can't beat you; I told them to give up, but they just won't.'

The slice's mouth started muttering again.

This time.

He began constantly complaining about the other slices, complaining that they overestimate themselves, complaining that they insist on opposing Luo De, complaining that they insist on pursuing some illusory defiance of heaven, helping the Ice God shoulder that unrealistic grand plan.

'Honestly, isn't it fine to just live peacefully?'

'Why must you oppose me?'

Having said that, the slice with both hands raised high swung a slap down hard on his own head without hesitation.

'Eh——!?'

Luo De immediately widened his eyes, not even having time to reach out to stop it, watching helplessly as this slice, whose strength had reached Archon level, slapped himself to death without any resistance.

Besides being stunned.

Luo De suddenly realized something he had never noticed before.

These slices of Dotore are each highly individualistic independent personalities! One absolutely cannot simply lump them all together as just Dotore.

(End of chapter)