After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 131 - 30: Proof of Life Extension_3

This also led to extremely obvious disparities on the specific level of actual strength.

Therefore, Hecate’s reputation had such a deterrent effect. When ordinary powerhouses spoke of Teacher Hecate, their first reaction was definitely not that they had comparable strength but that her ability to master the flow of all destiny was very tricky.

It was still best not to rashly become her enemy.

"I absolutely do not want to be your enemy."

Nashatani looked at Ahtal’s retreating figure and smiled faintly.

After all, Ahtal wouldn’t live much longer. Once Ahtal’s life force was burnt out, she could completely manipulate Nalis’s life and death at will.

For now, it was better to obediently follow Ahtal.

Leaving the alleyway.

Xi Mu walked alone on the streets of the city, which was not far from Gear City, able to carry a lot of Gear City’s goods.

Moreover, housing prices were much cheaper than in Gear City, which led many dwarves who couldn’t afford a house in Gear City to settle down in this smaller city.

Of course, he wasn’t here to appreciate the scenery of the small town.

He came to find a being whose strength surpassed the domain of humans but had not reached the domain of witches.

...

...

At this moment.

Right now.

Inside a small shop.

Xi Mu looked at the expressionless, cold-faced girl with white hair in front of him and said, "I want to buy bomb number K546."

The atmosphere fell silent.

The white-haired girl spoke, "Human, why would you know about this?"

This type of bomb only existed in her conceptualization, never having been actually produced. Theoretically, it was impossible for anyone to know about it.

Mind Reading Technique... No, she was just an Alchemical Puppet, even lacking a soul; her memory composition was also different from that of normal humans.

As for Astrology, that was even less likely.

After all, she had no corresponding stars, but was merely an Alchemical Puppet with self-consciousness.

"Explaining it now would be too troublesome," Xi Mu shook his head, "Let the person behind me talk to you after I capture a few living people for sacrifice tonight."

The white-haired girl: "..."

Was this person a bit off? Why could he talk to her so naturally without noticing her cold demeanor?

And why did he think she would sell him a bomb?

"Credit card?" Xi Mu handed over a bank card, maintaining a smile, seemingly confident the white-haired girl would take it.

A moment of silence passed.

The white-haired girl took the bank card, then chose to swipe it, and afterward, without saying a word, went to the back of the shop.

Seeing this, Xi Mu didn’t follow her but casually found a chair to sit down. He was waiting for the white-haired girl to finish making the bomb.

This girl’s real name was 001, a replica of the past Alchemical Witch. In addition to lacking a soul, she had all the memories of the Alchemical Witch and some of the Alchemical Witch’s inheritance. She was proof of existence left by the Alchemical Witch when she knew she was undoubtedly going to die.

Facing the threats from all All Gods, practically no witch or demon could live peacefully. This led to witches and demons thinking of all sorts of ways to extend their lives.

If the Monster Witch divided her memory and power evenly among all monsters, hoping for the emergence of a being infinitely close to herself in the future,

Then the choice of the Alchemical Witch was to pass on all her knowledge and create an Alchemical Puppet that resembled herself. The moment her original body died, the relevant memories and personality would immediately duplicate onto the Alchemical Puppet.

From the perspective of memory experience, it was as if she hadn’t died, and except for the loss of power, there didn’t seem to be much change.

Different witches and demons used different means to extend their proofs of existence.

After some time.

The white-haired girl came out expressionless, handed over the completed bomb number K546, and upon seeing Xi Mu store the bomb away,

She asked a question.

"According to the analysis, do you... recognize me?"

"Curiosity is a good thing," Xi Mu nodded. The current state of interaction he maintained was going to make the white-haired girl analyze a multitude of possibilities and start to test him until she confirmed he was not a threat.

It was only then that she would forcibly probe his memory.

But with the patience of the white-haired girl, if she didn’t spend seven or eight days testing, she wouldn’t make a move recklessly.

By that time, he would have already summoned the Witch of Death to stand behind her.

"I’m asking you if you... recognize me?" The white-haired girl frowned disapprovingly, feeling that this human was brushing her off.

She didn’t want her identity exposed. She only wanted to continue living as a replica of the Alchemical Witch.

After all, that was the meaning of her existence.

However, the existence of this human suggested that her identity had already been exposed, even though she had always concealed it well.

Why did this human understand her so well?

"Of course, I recognize you," Xi Mu nodded, "I have met you many times in this small shop, you have said many of the same things."

The white-haired girl analyzed, "Are you from the future?"

"You’ll know tonight," Xi Mu shook his head without intending to explain further, and the white-haired girl also quieted down upon hearing this.

In her analysis, this human had not lied; he truly had met her many times, and this human didn’t show any hostility.

She deemed it worthwhile to wait a bit longer.

Night fell.

In a noble estate.

"Boom!" Flames soared into the sky, thick smoke billowed, accompanied by screams, as many people fled the estate.

And Nashatani, standing outside the estate, looked up at this scene and suddenly deeply understood why the church was so strict with the control of alchemical tools.

This... made killing far too convenient.

At this time.

Inside the estate.

Xi Mu stood in front of a deceased prince, grabbed his ankle, dragged him toward the center of the living room, and arranged several bodies of Gear City princes and princesses together.

He started chanting the summoning spell of the Witch of Death.