Chapter 229: Chapter 229 Oh Mist Water Chapter 229: Chapter 229 Oh Mist Water “Name, brother, give me a name…”
The somewhat neurotic girl in front of me still repeated her request, and I cast a desperate look toward Qianqian.
Qianqian indicated… well, she simply pretended not to see.
Strictly speaking, the Cape Lady now standing in front of me should be our enemy, and she had ambushed us more than once. Now, while she was off guard, I should have taken the opportunity to take her down, but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. It wasn’t just because the girl looked exactly like Pandora, nor just because there might be a significant connection between her and Pandora, but also because I couldn’t bear it, and even felt a bit of sympathy for her.
Who would be able to strike down a girl who kept crying and calling them brother, if they were a normal person with a basic sense of integrity?
Moreover, seeing the helpless yet expectant look in the little girl’s eyes, which was completely devoid of deceit, even the now stoic Qianqian pretended to be looking at the scenery—how could I possibly make a move?
For some reason, I had a premonition in my heart: This girl was not a bad person, and she shouldn’t be harmed by me; she would definitely have more interactions with us in the future…
Well, since I had the honor of becoming the Premonition Emperor in the last chapter, I decided to trust that magical Seventh Sense of mine.
“Name, ah, let me think, wait a moment…”
I soothed the girl across from me who was already becoming impatient and about to descend into madness again, while I began to seriously consider a name. Hearing my response and seeing that I was actually pondering, the little girl calmed down incredibly and looked at me with hopeful eyes, exactly like a little sister waiting to receive a gift from her brother. I couldn’t help but be amazed: Did this girl really think of me as her brother?
Could it be that my tragic dad aura, fatherly force field, and evolutionary ability were now developing into some magical brother halo?
Hearing my words, Qianqian clearly looked stunned. She glanced at me suspiciously, conveying a message like “You’re really going to name this mysterious person?”
“Anyway, it’s not much trouble, and I feel there’s something about this girl that deserves my attention…”
I expressed my inner feelings, leaving unsaid the fact that if it were the usual Qianqian, she probably would have made the same decision as me.
Qianqian gave me a look, then turned her head to cautiously watch the occasionally manic, occasionally sane Cape Lady across from us. She casually threw out a remark: “Ah Jun, we already have enough Lolis at home…”
…Can’t you think of something cheerful?
“How about… Pandora Two?”
Qianqian: “You spent five minutes and came up with that name!?”
…Okay, judging by the girl’s expression, I knew the feasibility of that name was non-existent.
But honestly, naming isn’t my forte. It was a near-brain overload event when I initially gave Pandora the pseudonym “Pan Lili,” and now I had to name a girl I hardly knew…
If only Bubbles were here; not that Bubbles had a higher level of naming skill, but because that guy was a genius who could confidently produce a name like “Little Baobao,” utterly lackluster yet boldly asserted, sparing any awkwardness…
“Really… then what about the name Visca?”
After racking my brain for ages, a name suddenly popped into my mind, one that I didn’t even know where I had seen before. I blurted it out—this just goes to show that the protagonist of this book rarely thinks before acting…
Even Qianqian looked at me curiously, not knowing where this weird name came from. But look, it’s not like I knew this name had any connection with the girl in front of me…
But although both Qianqian and I thought this name seemed to be randomly pieced together and wasn’t much to speak of, the crazed girl in front of us seemed delighted. She softly repeated her new name twice and then her blood-red cat eyes suddenly turned bright gold. She then laughed in a “giggle” that was completely unlike her fierce demeanor just moments before, like a five-year-old girl who had just received her favorite toy.
“Visca! Visca! Brother, my name is Visca!”
The little girl in front of me called out joyfully, almost jumping on the spot. Then, before I could react, I felt a blur of movement and my neck was tightly embraced.
“If you want your corpse to be a little more intact, leave immediately!”
Qianqian’s voice, cold as a thousand-year-old ice, almost rang out at the same time, with a slight hint of barely noticeable regret—she hated herself for not reacting sooner, allowing her lover to fall into such danger, although the mad girl’s speed was indeed astonishing, her mastery of Time Power should have allowed her to respond…
Hearing Qianqian’s words, I knew it was trouble. Qianqian now was not the lively and kind ordinary girl she usually was. If she weren’t worried about hurting me, she probably would have already made a deadly move on the crazed girl on my neck.
“Wait, Qianqian!” I suddenly spoke up, stopping Qianqian who had already started to gather her power, “She means no harm!”
She also lacks the ability to harm me—these words were conveyed to Qianqian through our Spiritual Connection, my most potent trump card, Spiritual Interference. By using my spiritual power, I interfere with all forms of energy flow or material evolution. Even Demon Leaders like Valimas, under my spiritual interference, would become useless, not even able to beat a pig. Now, my spiritual power had invisibly infiltrated the space around me, forcefully terminating any hostile energy or material changes in this space—absolutely a more invincible skill than a Holy Knight’s eggshell, at least an eggshell could still be dispelled by magic, whereas my Interference Power field could even interfere with “Dispel Technique”…
“Brother! Brother! I’m not Pandora anymore! I’m myself! Am I myself now?” The frenzied girl almost hung her whole body on my chest, acting completely like an excited little sister eager to share her joy with her brother. I was totally unable to react to such developments, not to mention her convoluted and foggy words that still baffled me after a long translation. But soon, the joyful expression on the face of the girl who was still laughing disappeared, replaced by a deep sadness, “But… there are so many… so many Pandoras… They all woke up… They are killing each other… Many Pandoras died…”
It’s over… she’s gone mad again…
Perhaps she has never really been lucid?
I was tightly embraced, my mind wandering, and I found this potentially hostile girl even more surprising. Despite having blindly attacked us just moments before, she now genuinely, without any guard, nestled in my arms crying. I wondered how her mind worked?
As for the chaotic and frenzied words she revealed to me, I didn’t entirely take them as a madwoman’s ravings. Although her descriptions made no logical sense, her repeated mentions of “Pandora” and “many” proved she indeed shared a deep bond with Pandora, and my always silent sister surely had many secrets I didn’t know—unfortunately, it was too difficult to extract useful information from this mad girl.
Nevertheless, despite the difficulties, I still wanted to try and communicate with her. Now I had roughly figured out how to deal with her—the key was to treat her like a sister, truly speaking to her in the tone of a brother.
“Uh… Visca, brother has something to ask you…”
I pondered for a long time, finally finding a bit of the feeling of talking between a brother and a sister, thankfully, the girl in front of me shared the exact looks with Pandora, otherwise, it would have been even harder to find that feeling.
The frenzied girl looked up, exhibiting a cute and curious expression—that was a lot better than the little ice cube, Pandora.
“Brother wants to know, why did you come this time?”
“I want to take brother back! I want to take back everything that originally belonged to me from that Pandora!”
The little girl said so decisively, the madness in her expression swept away—she was serious!