CHAPTER 380: CHAPTER 230: DRAGON’S SHADOW, THE THIRD MYTH, AND PARADISE

"Disappointed about what? Last time in London, I almost got scared into a heart attack." Ji Minghuan sighed, drawing circles on the table with his finger, "I’d rather stay at the base and sleep."

The Mentor nodded: "That’s good. I can only say that opponents like the ’Light-devouring Bees’ are truly not your responsibility yet."

He paused and suddenly brought up: "By the way, are you still curious about the anecdote of another Mythical Level child in our Salvation Society?"

"Are you going to leave me hanging again?" Ji Minghuan squinted, "I remember last time I guessed it was ’Zeus’, was I right?"

The Mentor clasped his hands on the table and stared at him mysteriously for a while before suddenly smiling.

He said, "You guessed right, but Zeus is just one of them."

"No way... I guessed it right?" Ji Minghuan said, his voice suddenly cutting off.

He was stunned for quite a while, then slowly raised his head to look into the Mentor’s smiling eyes.

"Wait, you said, ’one of them’?" he murmured.

"That’s right." The Mentor said, "This child’s Mythical Level fragment is ’Zeus’ from ’Greek Mythology’, the King of Olympus."

"Don’t change the subject." Ji Minghuan was shocked, "I mean, besides ’Sun Wukong’ and ’Zeus’, is there a third Mythical Level child in the Salvation Society?"

The Mentor looked him in the eye and slowly nodded.

"Yes."

"But didn’t you always say it was two?" Ji Minghuan asked suspiciously.

"That’s because at the time, we weren’t sure what the anecdote fragment inside that child actually was, or even sure of the fragment’s level."

"So exaggerated?"

"Her condition is extremely, extremely special, and it took us a long time to complete the observation."

The Mentor paused: "And now we understand... the fragment inside this child is from ’Norse Mythology’—the ’World Tree’."

"World Tree..."

Ji Minghuan’s lips moved, muttering slightly in a daze.

How could he not have heard of this name?

Even knowing little about Norse mythology, as a player who has explored many games, he naturally recognized the ’World Tree’ that frequently appears in various fantasy adventure game themes.

The Mentor said: "Like another child you haven’t met yet, her situation is not very stable, deeply affected by the consciousness interference of the anecdote fragment."

Ji Minghuan was taken aback and said in mock surprise, "The anecdote fragments have self-consciousness?"

"Yes." The Mentor nodded, "Especially Mythical Level fragments, which are particularly prone to retain part of the consciousness of mythological figures. In contrast, the occurrence of such a situation with generational level fragments is much less likely."

Just like Li Qingping’s Red Dragon? Ji Minghuan thought to himself.

"You mean, they can hear mythological figures talking to them?"

"That’s right. Sun Changkong has the same problem, but it seems he gets along well with the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, so it doesn’t cause a mental burden."

"Sounds really difficult..." Ji Minghuan said softly, "No wonder their spirit is unstable."

"That’s enough chit-chat, I want you to go talk to the ’World Tree’. It will help stabilize her mental state, Ji Minghuan, you’re a kind child, you will help me with this, right?"

"Am I some kind of problem child caretaker?"

"As a reward for helping, our people have built a children’s playground for you at the base." The Mentor clasped his hands together, showing a kindly smile.

"Playground?" Ji Minghuan squinted suspiciously.

"That’s right." The Mentor nodded, "This playground is on the floor above, would you like to go see it now?"

"Sure, as long as you’re not lying to me."

"Then let’s go." The Mentor slowly stood up.

As he finished speaking, the metal door of the containment facility slowly opened, and with a rumbling sound, Ji Minghuan followed the Mentor, stepping for the first time into the corridor outside the containment facility. The light was so glaring he couldn’t help but raise his arm to block it.

Ji Minghuan walked barefoot, dazed and slowly on the corridor lit with cool white lights, the floor was a cold metal texture.

This was his first time stepping out of the containment facility, just as other kids had said, the corridor’s light was so bright it made it hard to open his eyes, as if walking in a fog where you couldn’t see your hand, but after more walks, remembering the route shouldn’t be difficult.

"Didn’t you say I have a brother, have you found him?" Ji Minghuan suddenly asked.

"Not yet." The Mentor said as he walked.

Soon, the Mentor raised his hand, putting it on Ji Minghuan’s shoulder, signaling him to stop.

Amidst the blazing white light, a sound suddenly came from the front, it was the sound of an elevator door opening outward.

The Mentor gently pushed Ji Minghuan, leading him to board the elevator, the elevator’s cabin lights still bright, but not to the point of closing one’s eyes.

Ji Minghuan slowly lifted his eyes, squinting at the elevator’s control panel, seeing only two blank buttons, the one above glowing orange at the moment.

With a slight jolt, the elevator soon reached the upper floor.

The elevator door opened outward, revealing a similarly cold-colored space, but the children’s playground facilities were all there—slides, balance beams, swings, trampolines, a maze, even a carousel.

A water dispenser was set up nearby, with plastic cups on top, convenient for the children to use when thirsty.

Ji Minghuan looked up, silently surveying this "park."

In the next second, his gaze suddenly fixated on a corner of the playground.

At that moment, a black-haired girl in hospital clothes was sitting on a swing, with bangs covering her forehead and a tear mole at the corner of her eye.

The Mentor, with his hands behind his back, slowly said:

"Allow me to introduce, this is Shang Xiaoqi, holder of the ’World Tree’ fragment."