Chapter 1439: then translation of title line (the title is line [1] but we need to output title separately after all lines)

NO. 55: A person who can accept all secrets (1k monthly ticket bonus chapter)

A person who loves coffee very much but hates tea shares an empty classroom with someone, but mainly uses it for surveillance.

Even though this often makes them the other party's experimental subject, they can still cleverly avoid it in most situations.

Unlike the widely known consistent image, Mànchéng Chazuo is actually not dull.

Unlike Ailisuzhi's flamboyant talent display, nor like Zhenjiling's perfectly timed talent blossoming, Mànchéng Chazuo, whether regarding their own talent or attitude toward life, lies in a 'passive and negative' state.

They don't like to speak, nor do they like to show off.

They have many thoughts, plenty of inner activity, yet they do not actively display them, and even had a period of actively concealing them——

——When they were still young, just beginning to show a few aspects of strong spirit medium physique, although the Federation had popularized spirit medium knowledge considerably, many citizens who came into contact with source energy cultivation were not afraid of ghosts and resentful spirits.

But the child occasionally becomes strange, becomes 'not themselves', even the fact of 'conversing with things they cannot see' still can give the child a very subtle reputation.

Although her living environment had already been optimized along with her age and education in later days, by the time she reached Central Téléisēn, she had long since had no connection with that initial period.

But it is well known that all animals, including humans, are always influenced by their earliest memories.

What they have seen and felt since they began to remember, even if it can be completely overturned later, can still be glimpsed in an unintentional sudden recollection, revealing a few traces of the past.

However, most people in this world do not have the habit of frequent self-reflection.

Even if they do self-reflect, they cannot objectively and comprehensively evaluate themselves; they also need to rely on others' offhand complaints and sighs as the trigger for their sudden realization.

The so-called 'using others as a mirror' is therefore especially important.

Important as it may be, there are many people in this world who cannot do either the former or the latter, deeply trapped in the blindness of not knowing themselves.

But fortunately, although Mànchéng Chazuo's past was also one of those, her enlightenment, or rather awakening, was exceptionally early.

So early that she realized her uniqueness from childhood and wrapped it up as a secret.

It was once said that Mànchéng Chazuo's secrets are few.

So few that they revolve around that spirit medium talent, around that spirit summoning studies.

Her secret is also small.

So small that it hardly involves others; even though she now has a goal, as she surges toward the trainer, she still instinctively keeps it within the bounds of 'not affecting the trainer's life'.

But although it is said to be instinct, something she should naturally be able to do, she indeed failed to do so.

In the dream, Ling's move, although it was counter-suppressed, clearly gave them no right to say they were not wrong.

Even less qualified to say 'not affecting the trainer's life'.

Although there remains a bit of grievance from being unable to win despite fighting, and the grievance that their original pure land was also taken away.

But after waking up, those grievances were met with self-loathing for failing to uphold their belief, to the extent that she displayed nervousness and caution twice, both in dream and reality.

Yes, twice.

After the first day of acting against Ling, in reality she faced Aomo with nervousness.

The second day, in the mixed dream spliced with Suzi, together with the 'friend', she faced Aomo's second bout of nervousness.

The reasons for the nervousness are not similar.

Although her secrets are only a few, it is precisely these few secrets that constitute the entirety of the two days' experiences.

The process that should have gradually unfolded over time was accelerated by monster cards, appearing in the trainer's eyes in the most unexpected manner.

She almost wanted to flee, but running away was not in her usual repertoire.

The habitually silent and dull little girl made the choice to stand rooted.

When Ailisuzhi was sent back to deep-layer consciousness sleep, when Ling was gestured by Aomo to leave, and in the city where half had been destroyed by the aftermath of the giant beasts' struggle.

She was taken for a walk by the trainer, yet feeling guilty, she always lagged behind, like two embarrassed little tails, and actually did not want to be seen.

The ruins, washed by black mist, sliced by light, and also affected by the city's own power system, were not suitable for a walk, and progress was not smooth.

Often requiring each of the three to display their skills, only then could they barely reach the wooden pavilion located high up in a building.

Ling Sister often brought her here to wait for the trainer, so she is not unfamiliar with this place.

Although the place still retains a rough structure, it is equally dilapidated, having lost most of its roof and covered in burn marks, which although largely came from the light whip wielded by Kaermila, still left her uneasy.

After all, this place is also a kind of memorial site.

Although she felt that Ling Sister had taken away her only remaining path, she could not deny that the time spent here with Ling Sister and the trainer was a leisurely tranquility she often recalled.

Especially as a horse girl, they always undergo some high-intensity training.

Each time they train to exhaustion, the leisurely ease in the dream becomes all the more precious.

Thus, she becomes even more silent, making Ling's comings and goings more meaningful.

Just like Aomo's declaration.

Ling also had some words that, directed at her, were not enough to make her angry, nor could she even feel dissatisfied; she only found the little girl somewhat cute.

This is no mere lip service; on the stage of the dream, which is so sincere and earnest, these words leave no room for falsehood, because Suzi's departure has made the dream pure, and the black-haired little girl has once again become the master of the dream, enjoying all conveniences.

This convenience includes an intangible lie detection, making the Chazuo at that time utterly speechless.

But Ling's return was sudden, and her departure also sudden; with her head lowered, she could not see Ling Sister blink at the trainer and then disappear; only after a moment did the trainer gently pat her head and say, 'That's it, we've finished our talk; compared to this unnecessary lingering atmosphere, you should think about tomorrow's training.'

Looking up again, they saw that both persons had vanished, leaving only the split-soul friend, whom they had pushed aside too much hidden content, gazing at them wordlessly.

Everything remained as before.

Those two probably meant this.

That exchange of a small amount of spirit essence between themselves and the 'friend' as split souls is understood this way.

As for the deeper meaning, although she understands it, there is no need to speak of it.

People do not need to explain themselves.

One only needs to see the night sky suddenly clear, a bright moon high aloft, to know how profound the influence of that tolerance and understanding is.

All secrets no longer need to be secrets; she has found someone who understands.

Even the next day after that, she also welcomed other companions who cared about and were curious about her secrets.

Had it been her former self, she would likely have clung to her taciturn, silent disposition, steering the conversation aside, just as she always did.

A secret does not lose its meaning just because someone knows it, but you can tell, from her lamentably tiny real‑life social circle, that her secret is indeed concealed only from that extremely few handful of people.

But such concealment...

Nowadays it is no longer needed.

But as for all this, the person who should know best is still working at their workstation.

That person is Zhouri Ningjing; her work consists of handling all kinds of sundry odds and ends, akin to an all‑purpose trash can.

But the matter she is handling right now can get Xiqifeng to quickly contact Aomo, making her marvel at how small the world is, breaking circles.

But her leisure for such lament exists only when she sees Chazuo.