Xyrin Empire-Chapter 275 - Little Dingdangs Great Use

Chapter 275: Chapter 275 Little Dingdang’s Great Use

Chapter 275 -275 Little Dingdang’s Great Use

I just returned like that.

It felt like it was all a dream.

Aside from those heartless Xyrin Apostles, who’ve been through countless world expeditions, would any normal human, after going through everything I had, likely think the same?

Well, although the number of “normal” humans in our group is sadly few, there still are a few—if you could still classify sisters like the Time Lord, Curse Queen, All-Seeing Prophet, and others who had moved beyond conventional scientific theory as normal humans…

Just yesterday, I was saving the world and stirring up a war among the Hundred Clans; today, I’m lying on my own balcony, crunching chips and watching people come and go across the street. With such a divine unfolding, the beauties at home all expressed great pressure.

But I actually quite like this kind of life. How should I put it? Ah, my long-lost ordinary life, you’ve finally returned…

Then, a certain Little Douding Goddess fluttered her wings past me, bringing a streak of green light.

A certain Dull Cat Angel fell with a whoosh from behind me, sending up a flurry of feathers.

A certain stupid ghost floated down unsteadily from the ceiling, beginning to recite tonight’s dinner options.

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“Crack”—the image called “ordinary life” shattered into pieces like glass…

Ghosts, angels, goddess… Do you dare add any other seasoning to my life!?

“God… Chen Jun… do I look weird like this?”

A somewhat timid voice sounded behind me; I turned around expressionlessly, then looked back to see a Little Blood Elf wearing a simple dress and looking at me with hopeful eyes.

Damn, you really dare…

Looking at Lilina’s face, which could instantly captivate any unsuspecting nerd with its adorable expression, I remained unmoved despite being battle-hardened, because I was all too aware that such an expression was entirely a disguise. Of course, it wasn’t that Lilina did it deliberately: after being thrown alone into the Otherworld for so long, she had already made it a habit to present herself in the way most likely to gain sympathy, except for the few genuine emotional outbursts right after she returned to Earth and before that.

Actually, speaking of which, sometimes I’m conflicted about how to treat this transmigrator, lucky or unlucky as she may be, because she always has the appearance of a little loli and makes sure her behavior matches that identity, causing me, in many situations, to involuntarily adopt a tone as if speaking to a child; but I also clearly understand that inside this “little girl” is actually a mature, cautious, and professional-psychology-studying Earthling soul who is even older than me, which makes me feel especially conflicled every time I regard her as a child, as if I’m willingly jumping into a trap set by her. Moreover, everyone should easily guess where this description comes from…

“Lilina, have a little more patience,” I decisively killed the “big brother smile” that had instinctively appeared within me, then calmly said, “With that look, you’d definitely be snatched up by a research institute.”

Long ears, green eyes, and a face pretty enough to be legendary—such an appearance is definitely not suitable for strolling out on the street.

“Besides, we’ve already successfully returned to this world, so there’s no rush right now, right?”

Lilina’s eyes flickered, then she gently nodded.

Despite the peace, I still vividly remembered how, a few nights ago, after emerging from the Space-Time Management Center in Shadow K City, she ran screaming to the deserted streets like a madman, and after we forcibly dragged her back, she cried and laughed foolishly.

Transmigration is wonderful? That’s all bullshit, or at least partly bullshit…

“Dingdang,” looking at the glum expression on Lilina’s face, even though I knew I was once again bewitched by a Fake Lolita, I still obediently fell for it and waved over the little thing that was swirling around in mid-air nearby, performing a broadcasting exercise, “How’s the research going?”

“I’m almost done!” Little Thing “whooshed” into my chest and wiped the non-existent sweat on her forehead using my collar, and said proudly, then as if someone was doubting her, she waved her little fists and loudly confirmed, “Dingdang is really amazing!”

… So, Little Douding, now that you’re back in your own world, you start showing off, huh? Don’t you remember who slept for almost half a month in Azeroth, huh?

Of course, the above was just my inner rant. Although Little One had always been quite unreliable, this time the matter with Lilina really depended on Dingdang’s skills—creating a new body.

Creating a new body itself wasn’t a difficult task. With Xyrin Technology, it would take less than an hour to create a sturdy and durable puppet body, or like Anwina, use Angel feathers as the core to build an energy shell—of course, Lilina probably wouldn’t enjoy turning into a ghost-like creature, but these weren’t the main points. The important thing was that Lilina’s situation was too special, Xyrin Technology couldn’t solve this problem…

Transmigrator, soul fusion, world rejection effect, a whole lot of trouble.

First of all, Lilina’s soul had mutated. An Earthling’s soul and a Blood Elf’s soul were mixed together—that alone drove the initial Xyrin Technicians who attempted it nearly to despair. The complexity of souls was a topic that most Xyrin Technicians would shy away from, and the mutations produced by two entangled souls were more than just a simple sum of their parts, especially since the two souls came from completely different races, even entirely different worlds… To prepare a body for such a radically unknown soul… I can totally imagine the meltdown on the normally calm and intellectual Vis’s face when this task was first assigned to him, a look that screamed “you might as well kill me.”

And such difficulties were just the beginning. Even for the scientific workers of the Xyrin Empire, problems that could be solved technically shouldn’t even be called difficulties. What made the Xyrin Technicians completely give up on this task was another term I had never heard before: world rejection effect.

If not for Dingdang’s explanation, I wouldn’t have thought that the world was such a painful system.

Everything in the world cycles through reincarnation—this isn’t just a simple cliché. Just as it literally means, every single thing in the world is part of a grand system called “reincarnation,” and Dingdang refers to it as the “Omnipresent Basic Identification System.” This profound term, bewildering to hear, means simply that everything in the world, even down to an atom, a quark, has a unique “existence” like every individual must have their own ID card, and no matter how these entities are combined or transformed, they must base on this “ID card.” You’re born, so you get your basic data in this world; you die, and then you’re deregistered by the world’s laws, and your remnants get re-coded or whatever else—of course, theoretically, unless you turn into a resentful spirit, whatever happens then has nothing to do with you as a person…

Under normal circumstances, the existence of a transmigrator is permitted. If you’re a transmigrator, although you don’t have an ID card from another world, you still carry the complete “personal file” from your original world, like a law-abiding Chinese citizen accidentally thrown onto the streets of Washington by a mischievous UFO might be sent back, but would definitely not be shot for lacking a green card.

However, soul transfers are the only exception.

Because at the moment the souls meld, your identity data in both worlds get destroyed, in other words, you are dead in both worlds.

But because transmigrators who have undergone soul transfer aren’t actually dead, this bug has never led to a transmigrator being erased by another world, but bugs will invariably be patched. As long as they dare to come back, without any accident, they will definitely be denied entry by their original world.

This brings us to the clear problem: Lilina has already died in this world, her data was deleted by the world’s laws years ago, and now she holds an “ID card” that is void in both Azeroth and Earth; unless a bug occurs again in the world barrier between the two worlds allowing Lilina to return through transmigration, any body we create would be destroyed by the world’s laws the moment her soul enters it, and she herself would vanish completely, becoming an unfortunate unrecorded casualty in the world’s population census…

Xyrin Apostle is impressive, but do any of us really know how to register someone who’s essentially invisible under these grand laws of the world?

Of course, if Lilina wishes, she could choose to become a ghost like Anwina. In the fantasy system, ghosts are the only creatures that aren’t registered by the world’s laws, but honestly, other than the self-content Anwina, who would willingly give up being human to become a ghost…

So, we could only leave everything to Dingdang…

Three-inch Ding, Little Thing, pet, silly Goddess, muddled Little Douding…

Alright, all these diverse, adorable, yet tear-inducing nicknames can’t cover up one fact, Dingdang… she has a nickname called God…

“That’s Dingdang’s profession, you big dummy! Only you wouldn’t realize how great Dingdang is!”

Those were Dingdang’s exact words, volunteering eagerly to re-register Lilina (…) and develop a new body, upon seeing my stunned expression.

But we all know, in truth, nobody has ever realized anything great about Dingdang… unless competing in arm-wrestling with the Dragon God also counts as a type of greatness in bravery…