Chapter 352 I miss you so much

Chapter 352 I miss you so much
Ning Zhe took out a leather-covered notebook from his arms and placed it on the table. He winked at Xia Yubing beside him. She immediately understood and took out her own notebook and placed it on the table, just like the two bronze mirrors.

"Do you know this?" Ning Zhe asked.

Meilin nodded: "Is this Xizhao's empowerment tool?"

"That's right." Ning Zhe nodded.

After learning the rules of "Xi Zhao" from Pétain, Ning Zhe immediately understood the origin of the two notebooks: only one of the two notebooks was the original, and the other was its mirror copy.

The infinite levels of mirror worlds will synchronize their states with each other. For example, if Plumeria regrets her move in one of the worlds, the time of all the worlds will go back synchronously.

These two notebooks make use of this principle. Through some special means, the "reflection" of the original notebook is brought out from the mirror world, while the synchronization between the two is still retained, thereby achieving real-time transmission of information without interference.

The only doubt is that the relationship between the original and the copy should be reversed, but the top, bottom, left, right and even the direction of the text written on the two notebooks are completely synchronized.

Ning Zhe could probably guess the reason:
Suppose the original notebook is A, and the reflection brought out from the mirror world is B. In theory, the two notebooks AB should be reversed, but there is another situation, that is, the second notebook in your hand is not B, but C - the reflection of the reflection.

"The notebook numbered B should still be in the hands of Xia Yubing's aunt. This means that all the communication between Xia Yubing and I through this notebook was under her surveillance... as expected."

Ning Zhe didn't pay much attention to this matter, because he had been cautious from the beginning and didn't write anything involving his own real secrets in the notebook. He just monitored him.

After all, there is no such thing as a free lunch. Things that come for free often contain hidden pitfalls.

"And..." Ning Zhe glanced sideways at Xia Yubing beside him, with a faint arc at the corner of his mouth.

Not long ago, Xia Yubing passed on relevant information about "Fen Wu" to him through a notebook. I guess that text has been seen by now?

"Fenwu's secret is not so pleasant to hear."

Put away your wandering thoughts and focus on what's happening right now.

"I will take one of the notebooks into Mirror World 3-7 and try to restore Plumeria from her 'empty shell' state. If successful, she will use this notebook to report her safety to you."

As Ning Zhe spoke, he put the notebook with the black carbon pen into his arms, while the one with the blue pen remained on the table.

"Why do you need a notebook?" Meilin asked, "Shouldn't Miss leave the mirror world and return to reality immediately after recovery?"

"I know you are anxious, but calm down first." Ning Zhe looked up at the clock hanging on the opposite wall.

23:40am.

"There are only 20 minutes left until tomorrow, so we must hurry."

Ning Zhe placed two bronze mirrors on both sides of the table facing each other and said:
"I have something important in the hands of the gambler. I have to win it back while there is still time. To do this, I need your young lady's help, so she has to stay in there and play chess for me until I defeat the gambler and get back what belongs to me."

"Well, see you later."

Ning Zhe supported himself on the table with both hands and bent over to stand between the two mirrors.

The next moment, his body disappeared from this world. Meilin stared at the notebook spread out in front of her. There was not a single word on the blank page.

"Miss……"

"Hello Miss, nice to see you again."

Ning Zhe stood up from the sofa and smiled at the girl sitting opposite him.

The same airship, the same room, the same table with a square chessboard on it. A girl in a black dress sat quietly on the chessboard, her fingers as white and tender as spring bamboo shoots.

Ning Zhe walked around the table and sat next to Plumeria. He took out his notebook, opened it and placed it on the table. He picked up a pen and wrote a word on it: Merrin.

The moment the period fell, Ning Zhe's hair tied at the back of her neck quietly fell apart, and her long wavy seaweed-like hair spread over her shoulders. She was wearing a black lace dress with an iris pattern, exactly the same as the girl next to her.

The memories of Plumeria flooded into his mind like a tide, but under Jue Yuan's confinement, Ningzhe's self-awareness was not shaken in the slightest, and he would never confuse other people's memories with his own.

He obtained 'Plumeria as known to Marylin', and the process went incredibly smoothly.

Frankly speaking, Ning Zhe's handwriting is nothing like Plumeria's. Every letter written by a high school graduate educated by the exam-oriented education is designed to allow the marking machine to recognize the handwriting more clearly. The neat strokes are far from being as romantic and delicate as that of the noble lady, and are even a bit crooked. That was intentional by Ning Zhe.

But Marylin still wanted to believe that this was written by her young lady, or rather, she wanted to believe it.

There are as many reasons as there are, such as I just recovered and my hands are shaking, I'm nervous because there's a strange man around me, and so on. As long as you are willing to believe in your heart, you can always make up countless reasons to convince yourself.

"Well... if I wear it, it doesn't count as giving?"

Why not?
While Ning Zhe was digesting Plumeria's memories, he picked up the pen and wrote another line in the notebook. This time his handwriting was elegant and beautiful, exactly the same as the Plumeria in Meilin's memory.

"I knew it, I knew it! The young lady has just recovered and is still a little uncomfortable..."

In the same place in the real world, Meilin stared at the familiar handwriting in the notebook and cried.

Plumeria is 14 years old this year and will be turning 21 on the 15st of this month.

The memories of this girl, who was controlled by her strict mother since childhood, are very monotonous. Her life with her sister Marylin is dull and warm, but dull after all. And because she is still young, she has not been exposed to many family secrets about the Frimmisret family. Ning Zhe knows everything she knows.

In his plain memories, only one thing caught Ning Zhe's attention, and that was something called religious belief.

Unlike Kyushu, which adheres to the materialistic view of history, everyone in Europe is a Christian, and only a minority of them are non-believers. But Plumeria's situation is somewhat different, or it can be said that the entire Frimmisret family has the same unique belief.

This family does not believe in God, but in:

——The theory of creation by the sleeping god.

(End of this chapter)