I created the Bureau of Anomaly Control

A suit of silver-white armor, stained with dried blood and bearing many battle scars, passed through the silken threads.

It floated before Ma En.

"This is the armor that the Pioneer requested me to forge in the past. In reality, he himself doesn't possess any powerful strength even now. What grants him power has always been this armor."

"As long as you put it on, you will possess the divine power to easily tear apart dragons."

"And you will be able to stay here in place of the Pioneer."

"Of course, if you wish, I can also personally help you reforge the armor."

The Forger's voice remained dignified, making it impossible to discern whether she hoped Ma En would agree to this request.

Silence.

Ma En didn't think he was the kind of person who could handle this job, nor did he have any interest in becoming a Pioneer. It sounded like a lot of trouble—if he needed to be responsible for his identity.

And if he didn't need to be responsible, he was even less interested in such an identity.

The fate of the Pioneers who indulged in power and strength was already laid out before him.

The magic power he possessed now was already enough for him to live a good life.

So he should refuse immediately.

But for some reason, this question plunged Ma En into a strong daze.

It was as if this question had a hidden meaning, some secret implication waiting for him to answer.

But Ma En could only sense this feeling. There was no specific "implication" in his mind, and no matter how hard he tried to think, he couldn't figure out what was hidden beneath the surface.

The strange feeling made his head feel dizzy, and he was a little confused about his current situation.

But he still remembered the purpose of his great effort:

"If I refuse, can you send someone to help cure my sister's terminal illness?"

Instead of standing there thinking about how to choose, it was better to first figure out what options he had.

The Forger paused, then looked up at Ma En's back:

"You care more about the people around you, don't you?"

This sentence instead intensified Ma En's dizziness, even making his vision a little blurry.

Seeing that he had no intention of answering, the Forger continued:

"No, even if you agree to stay, I can't help you cure her."

These words were like a bucket of cold water, pulling Ma En back to reality, and the dizziness dissipated a bit.

"What do you mean?" He looked at the Forger on the other side of the threads in confusion.

The Forger answered sincerely:

"I can fulfill other wishes, but I am powerless to help your sister."

Ma En asked suspiciously:

"What do you mean? Aren't you the famous Forger?"

The Forger nodded:

"Yes, but I am already dead, and your sister is still alive."

These words plunged Ma En into intense confusion. First of all, the Forger didn't seem to be angry at him because the princess had died, nor was she playing tricks on him. Instead, she was saying it very seriously.

There was a hint of a smile in the Forger's voice:

"This is the distant past, but it's different from the situations you've encountered before.

"But the one talking to you isn't the founder of the Rama Empire from the distant past. I'm not like the Shude in your memory who can transcend time to converse. I have already died a long time ago."

"And you are just in a nightmare woven from various chaotic memories."

"In the world outside this dream, my power cannot reach."

Hearing her mention his past, a strong sense of dizziness surged into Ma En's head again, as if trying to completely tear open his skull and expose his brain to the air.

Memories were colliding with reality.

At the same time, fierce shouts and screams, as well as heavy roars, came from outside the palace, as if some terrifying creature had landed outside the palace, but considering the powerful guards standing outside the door at this time.

They didn't seem to need to worry too much.

The Forger looked up into the distance:

"Time is running out. If you agree, I can let you stay here. No one can threaten your life. Even if I have died, this place is almost becoming my territory."

"But if you want to cure your sister, you may have to turn around and face the cruel outside world…"

"Who exactly are you?" Ma En raised his head, his eyes becoming extremely clear.

He remembered.

In order to deal with the Divine Firmament Incarnation, he and the bureau members risked taking Alice away. This extremely risky move would attract extremely dangerous real entities, but it would also disrupt the Divine Firmament Incarnation's predictive abilities.

This way, he could deliberately enter a future trajectory that was not under her control.

With this, he had the opportunity to obtain the item that the Divine Firmament Incarnation feared, the "Reverse Mind Medicine."

He wanted to use this drug to find his past memories. This drug could allow the user to briefly enter the psychological state of the distant past.

Although after the effect passed, the user would not remember anything, outsiders could communicate with him and record every word he said, so it could become an important clue for him to find his past, and if he remembered correctly…

He had already swallowed the medicine.

The shadow behind the golden silk thread had a hint of a smile in its tone:

"I didn't lie in my conversation with you. I am the already-dead Forger, and this is indeed a dream constructed from many chaotic memories. You are just trapped here."

"You provoked a very powerful enemy, do you remember?"

Ma En also remembered:

"Gulan."

The Forger nodded slightly:

"It wants to kill you, but you don't need to worry. I have already helped you block it. Gulan's plan has completely failed."

"However, more accurately, it was your own recovering memories that stopped him."

"After the Reverse Mind Medicine began to take effect, the ending of this move was already doomed."

"It was indeed me—the dead Forger—who resolved his offensive, but it wasn't me who came here myself."

"It was you who found me in your memory. Your subconscious used your impression of me to stop him."

Ma En blinked, rapidly digesting every word the Forger said:

"In other words, the offensive that Gulan launched against me is being disintegrated by the effect of the Reverse Mind Medicine. The power that is resisting it is the Reverse Mind Medicine that is constantly taking effect in my body, and its specific manifestation is you?"

At this time, Ma En also understood the somewhat chaotic memories in his mind during this period. Gulan was trying to invade his mind and even reality in some way, but at the same time, the Reverse Mind Medicine was also taking effect.

Just as he had planned.

And the Forger in front of him seemed to be the incarnation that this drug had chosen in his memory.

But Ma En still had some things he didn't understand:

"Wait, then what do you mean by asking me if I want to stay? Also, why did I go to a certain beach when I first took the medicine? I shouldn't have been pulled here by Gulan at that time, right?"

"Is the Reverse Mind Medicine taking effect in this way? This is somewhat different from my understanding."

The Forger deliberately ignored Ma En's first question and answered the second question:

"Because you just took the medicine less than half a second ago, it hasn't fully taken effect yet. During this time, Gulan was almost racing against time, but it seems very regrettable…"

"It lost to time, which means we have already won."

Ma En asked:

"So what should I do now? Do you know my past memories…"

The Forger replied with a smile:

"This question needs to be solved by yourself. Do you remember what I said?"

"I am already dead."

"Now go back, the real battle is about to begin."

As her voice fell, the hammer also heavily struck the baseline of the hominid's dominance.

The splashing golden-red light completely separated the two of them.

Watching the figure that had disappeared behind the golden silk thread, the Forger casually dropped the hammer and raised her hand to take off the helmet that was missing from the Pioneer armor.

At the same time, her originally stout body also began to rapidly become slender and long.

As the helmet also heavily fell to the ground, revealing pointed ears as light and beautiful as feathers.

She indeed didn't tell a lie just now, after all, she was a creature that wasn't good at lying.

But for them, the truth could also play people around in circles.

Under the illumination of the golden light, a smile suddenly appeared on her blurry face…

As if recalling the beautiful memories of the distant past.

Happy New Year everyone~