Chapter 182 Finally Going Over the Script with Little Red

"But it fits the madness of this world, and it suits your little monster persona."

Listening to Medici's comment, which was somewhere between praise and mockery, Lynn nodded in agreement, rubbing his chin. "Indeed, if nothing else, it's quite imposing."

Although it sounds counterintuitive, this world has too many strange things. Not to mention the Lord of Mysteries and the God Almighty being resurrected through possession years after their deaths, which is also quite absurd. With that in mind, Lynn felt that his own peculiarities were not that out of place.

It can only be said that his true self might be of an unimaginably high rank, so even his split self, having inherited some of that 'property,' possesses highly unique Characteristics.

"I don't know if this is a good or bad thing…" Lynn couldn't help but sigh. His true self being powerful is both an advantage and a disadvantage. The more unique the true self is, the higher the limit of the power Lynn can borrow, but this also means it is harder for Lynn to break free and gain independence.

Of course, Lynn wouldn't harbor any malice towards his unknown true self. In fact, he could feel that his true self had a positive attitude towards him, completely indifferent to whether he breaks away or not. His true self was simply too special, and he, as a split self, was not ordinary either. So, even though the true self showed him goodwill, trying to break free was still extremely difficult.

Even the goodwill from the true self, such as power and knowledge, could swallow him if he couldn't control it properly—not because the true self intentionally did anything, but because Lynn couldn't withstand too much 'goodwill.'

And the true self apparently didn't know how to properly maintain the humanity of a split self, or perhaps didn't care about such matters.

After repeatedly borrowing power from the true self and experiencing a certain degree of assimilation, Lynn had somewhat captured the state of his true self. He knew his true self seemed uninterested in most things in this world, and indifferent to them, so when Lynn sought help, the true self would extend goodwill but wouldn't control its intensity.

To the true self, whether Lynn remained independent or returned to it made no difference. Thus, it wouldn't actively break their connection, nor would it prevent it.

The true self merely watched Lynn, waiting for him to make a choice, like an observer who wouldn't hesitate to help when Lynn needed it.

To the true self, this was also a choice—an option among countless possibilities, but not the decisive one.

"Only when I make a decisive choice will the timeline be truly established. But until then, every choice will make me lean towards a certain possibility…"

Lynn murmured almost instinctively. Then he blinked and grabbed his head in pain, bending over and groaning, "Argh, I don't want to think about it anymore… I nearly forgot that my assimilation rate just increased today. If I keep thinking, I won't be able to suppress it…"

Lynn took several deep breaths, adjusting his state. He felt he needed a good rest, preferably thinking of something pleasant to lower the assimilation rate.

Although he wasn't at the point of losing control, it wasn't a very good feeling.

"Hey, are you alright?"

Medici's voice suddenly came from the side, unusually lacking its usual mockery, seemingly out of pure concern.

This made Lynn blink, feeling slightly better than before. He grabbed Medici's arm and said, "Little Red, let's go over the script!"

"Huh?" Medici, who was indeed worried about Lynn, was stunned. But this top-tier schemer quickly recovered, a mischievous smile curling his lips. "Alright, who are you planning to fool?"

"A lot of people…" Lynn let go of Medici, listing seriously, "Like the future Lord of Mysteries, the Evernight Goddess, Bethel, Solomon…"

Lynn listed these big shots one by one and finally said, "It's not about fooling people; some secrets aren't meant to be public. Like the fact that I just recently arrived in this world."

Lynn lowered his voice, as if sharing a secret, "After all, they're not my little brother. They can't know the truth like you."

"Pfft, as if I wanted to know the truth." Medici sneered, but his smile grew more genuine, clearly not as indifferent as he claimed.

Medici knew Lynn's purpose was to ask him to keep secrets and to use the 'shared secret' tactic to deepen their bond.

But knowing and being immune to such tactics are different. Lynn indeed planned to share certain truths only with Medici.

This exclusivity, even if he knows lynn has ulterior motives, is really hard to resist.

Especially since it came from someone like Lynn, a usually unreliable elder brother, who just helped him beat Tudor, assisted him in regaining Sequence Two, and negotiated with Adam for his sake.

This was an open conspiracy, but an irresistible one.

"Let's hear your script." Medici crossed his arms, looking at Lynn. "I want to see what kind of script you can come up with."

"It's nothing much…" Lynn feigned shyness before briefly outlining his plan to fool Klein, Azik, and others.

Of course, Lynn omitted many key details, like Klein's name, identity, and Characteristics, summarizing only the critical points.

"So, in summary, I have to stick to this script, or I might be chased by the Lord of Mysteries in the future." Lynn shrugged, pretending to be helpless.

"Are you so sure that little guy you described will become the Lord of Mysteries?" Medici raised an eyebrow, catching a critical point. "Or have you already descended into the future?"

"Guess!" Lynn smiled brightly.

"Tsk! You seem to care quite a bit about that kid…" Medici remarked, crossing his legs. "I thought you'd favor Bethel more."

"Mr. Door is great, but my relationship with 'Future LoM' is better. You know, for me, emotions are the primary factor in my judgment. Blame it on meeting Bethel being too late, and not being close enough even now." Lynn shrugged, showing a regretful expression.

Even though his relationship with Mr. Door had improved—since Mr. Door's time to be on the verge of being corrupted, it still wasn't as close as with Klein.

And honestly, having decided to help Klein become the Lord of Mysteries—unless they had a falling out, Lynn wouldn't help Bethel in this matter, even if they became good friends later.

Lynn is a man of principles.

(End of chapter)

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