Hao Ren felt that Lily's goofy personality might really be contagious. At least, she was good at leading people astray when she spoke. The phrase "Vivian was liquid back then" had directly infected him and Izhaks, much to the chagrin of the person in question.
It was only when Vivian picked up her rolling pin again, ready to restore order, that Hao Ren finally snapped out of it. He took out his data terminal from his pocket: "There's some surveillance footage here. Take a look yourself."
Vivian sat down on the sofa in confusion. The data terminal began to play the information it had copied from the Golden Fleet's main computer. The rebel's warship command hall, the Source Blood Orb released by the Goddess of Creation, the girl born from the Source Blood, the appearance imitated from a certain rebel... Vivian was a bit baffled when she first saw these things, but soon her eyes gradually widened, and finally she was completely dumbfounded.
"Where is this?" Vivian blurted out her first question, followed immediately by the second, "What are those golden people doing?"
"A warship within the Sluun Gate star system. This is the warship's surveillance record," Hao Ren told her his experiences in detail. "I call that place the Warped Nebula. Time is distorted there, so everything is still stuck..."
Due to the complexity of the matter, it took Hao Ren nearly an hour to explain the general course of events. Vivian listened quietly, only occasionally asking a question or two. After everything was said, she and Hao Ren both breathed a sigh of relief, their expressions a little strange: "Is this real?"
"Of course it's real," Hao Ren nodded. "Now we can confirm that you were created by the Goddess of Creation, and we've even matched up the timeline. We also confirmed the origin of your current appearance – imitated from a rebel female officer, but only about 70 or 80 percent. I guess your 'vampire abilities' came about the same way. You originally didn't have a race, but the first creatures you encountered in this world were vampires, so you copied that attribute."
Vivian pointed at her face, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "But I only imitated 70 or 80 percent of the blood族 (xu zu, blood clan) skills."
"Yeah, immune to Holy Light, likes garlic, has a healing talent, and the peculiar ability to cultivate little bats into spirits. I really can't believe you've been so sure you were a vampire for the past ten thousand years," Lily rolled her eyes. "If I were you, I would have doubted my bloodline a long time ago."
Before Lily could finish speaking, everyone around her was giving her strange looks. Hao Ren reached out and grabbed the husky girl's tail: "Aren't you ashamed to say that? Until last year, you were still convinced you were a werewolf, right? Didn't you ever doubt your bloodline the first time you squatted on the ground eating noodles?"
Lily stubbornly retorted: "There's no logic in what you're saying. Huskies and wolves are close relatives. Maybe my great-grandfather's great-grandfather was a Siberian wolf..."
"But by the time it got to your great-grandfather, he didn't even let Pekingese go," Hao Ren reached out and pressed Lily back down. "Stop talking, you're embarrassing the dog race even more."
Lily nestled back on the sofa and began to count on her fingers which of her ancestors had started the problem with her Pekingese bloodline, while Vivian touched her face thoughtfully: "So, that explains my strange abilities. But if that's the case, then my essence is Source Blood, so I should be able to imitate all creatures, but... I don't remember having that skill?"
Hao Ren spread his hands: "You're the type who resets their talents every time they take a nap. Who knows which time you reset your skills, you washed away that ability. Maybe the power of the Source Blood is still sleeping deep within you – but you've even deleted the skill slots."
Elizabeth crossed her arms, her little face solemn, and said in a deliberately hoarse voice: "You know nothing of your true power!"
Hao Ren immediately grabbed the little girl's horns: "Where did you learn that?"
"My dad, when he beat up some human Sword Saint a hundred years ago."
Vivian ignored the little demon's interruption. She was seriously considering the ancient power sleeping within her. As the person involved, no one knew better than she did how much she had lost in her slumber. Memories, power, servants, wealth... Okay, the last one should be the least, but she knew that the power she had lost was absolutely astonishing. At least, she could vaguely see how strong she should be in her prime from the demon Vivian on the Purgatory Planet.
Vivian wasn't worried about what power she had lost. What she was really worried about was – what if those things suddenly came back?
She remembered the sleep diaries she had recorded in her manuscripts. Now she was almost one hundred percent sure that she had two characteristics before each sleep: first, her mind fell into madness, and she launched indiscriminate attacks on everything in a state of hallucination; second, her power was restored to its peak. Her power in that state was so great that it could put all the demon hunters and异类 (yi lei, other races/beings) in this world into panic, and unless she stopped herself, no one could stop the mad Countess.
This is completely an out-of-control bomb, Vivian gave herself such a judgment.
She was deeply worried about this. Although she was still wearing the amulet渡鸦12345 (Du Ya 12345, Raven 12345) had given her, after seeing her own birth process, this sense of not being able to control herself emerged once again. She realized that the things she had lost were more than she had initially expected, including the most important parts.
"I'm afraid I forgot the most critical things," Vivian murmured to herself, but Hao Ren could still hear what she was saying. "列……列门杜萨 (Lie... Lie Men Du Sa), right? He's right, I must have been created for a purpose. I should have some kind of mission, an edict or message from the Goddess of Creation, maybe she created me to guide her guardians? But I've forgotten everything."
"Don't force yourself to think if you can't remember. Ordinary people basically can't be cured after one amnesia, let alone you who have been formatted more than a dozen times," Hao Ren comforted Vivian, then changed the subject, "Actually, I also believe that the Goddess of Creation created you not just to make a sound, nor just to save the database – if it was just to save information, she wouldn't have given this database the ability to think for itself. This is the biggest instability factor, so she must have had her own considerations for giving you this personality. Next time we go to the Dream Plane, I'll take you to see列门杜萨 (Lie Men Du Sa). That giant just came back from the Godslayer Battlefield, and he's different from Mu Lu, belonging to the last batch of warriors left. Maybe he can sense something from you."
Vivian nodded gently, then remembered something: "By the way, didn't you say at first that my self-awareness might be an unplanned situation? Maybe the Goddess of Creation never thought I would think when she first created me."
"That possibility is not high now," Hao Ren said his thoughts. "If you only developed consciousness after a long period of wandering or experiencing a lot of events, then it could be said to be an accidental evolution, but from the surveillance footage, you could think as soon as you were born, even before you were completely formed. You knew how to learn and judge in liquid form. How does that look like a specially designed function..."
Vivian looked awkward: "You're right, but why does it still sound so awkward to me?"
Lily patted Vivian on the shoulder carelessly: "It's okay, after all, you suddenly know that you weren't born naturally, but液生 (ye sheng, liquid-born). Your worldview has to accept some impact, but..."
Lily said halfway, just as the door opened, and Nangong Wuyue and Nangong Sanba came back from outside, so she casually said: "It just so happens that Wuyue is here, you two can communicate more in the future, talk about your childhood or something."
Vivian: "..."
At this time, Izhaks made a suggestion next to him: "Now that you know how you were born, you can also study your blood power in your spare time. It may not be able to restore the original ability, but it should help you control your form. I suspect that one of the reasons for your constant amnesia and splitting is your talent: being able to imitate other creatures, which is just a lack of stability. If you strengthen yourself in this area, the situation might be better even if you lose control again."
Elizabeth crossed her arms again, with a serious and deep expression: "Your life is like a blank sheet of paper, stained with too many colors of others, and finally forgetting your original color."
Hao Ren: "Where did you learn this sentence again?"
He knew that this little devil couldn't be so familiar with Earth culture so quickly, so these words should basically have been learned from others.
The little girl pointed to the husky girl: "Lily's notebook, she's so sappy when she writes sentimentally!"
Lily blushed immediately and kept muttering: "The affairs of 文人 (wen ren, literati)... Can the affairs of 文人 (wen ren, literati) be called sappy?"
"You guys continue chatting," Hao Ren stood up at this time and hugged Dou Dou in his arms. "I have to go to the goddess. There's still a huge secret here."
Vivian looked at Dou Dou curiously: "What's wrong with the little one again?"
Hao Ren laughed and cried: "She crashed the Source Blood!"