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With a sharp click, the world twisted like an old videotape, making Xiao Meng feel nauseous.
When she opened her eyes again, the familiar and nauseating "Genius Training Camp" appeared before her. The air was thick with a mix of disinfectant and cheap nutritional liquid, the smell so pungent it made her want to vomit right there.
Wait a minute, this eerie corridor, the bizarre nursery rhyme playing on repeat... Could it be? Was she back to square one?
Xiao Meng's mind screamed, "No way, sir! Are you kidding me? After finally managing to act cool, you just kicked me back to the beginner village?!"
The distorted nursery rhyme echoed through the empty corridor, buzzing like countless mosquitoes around her ears, sending chills down her spine.
At the end of the corridor, a small figure huddled in the corner—it was her childhood self!
Dressed in an ill-fitting training uniform, the young Qingmei had a vacant expression, resembling a discarded rag doll.
The sight twisted Xiao Meng's heart into knots.
"Qingmei..." she instinctively wanted to rush over, but her legs felt as heavy as lead.
Just then, gears emerged from nowhere; his mechanical body flickered with strange light as parts rearranged like building blocks, ultimately transforming into a mini version of Xing Sha's hourglass, hovering before Xiao Meng.
"The young master's program requires you to make a choice," the gear's voice was devoid of emotion, like a broken repeater. "Protect Qingmei or maintain the Time-Space Lock Core?"
What kind of ridiculous choice is this?
Can't I have both? Adults can handle it all!
Xiao Meng mentally complained.
The Xing Wen on Qingmei's childhood form flickered in resonance with the faintly visible Time-Space Termite core on the nearby wall.
That core pulsed like a beating heart, radiating unsettling energy waves.
Just as Xiao Meng hesitated, a shadowy figure appeared at the other end of the corridor—it was Black-hearted Grandpa.
He waved a mechanical chain crackling with electric arcs, clearly not something good.
The target of that chain was none other than the trembling Young Qingmei!
"Oh no!" Xiao Meng's heart sank.
In that critical moment, the Miko Star Pattern on her chest suddenly split apart like cell division, transforming into intricate ancient totems, futuristic geometric patterns, and luxurious emblems from another world—all three forms shining brilliantly.
"Choosing incorrectly will sever the Starry Marriage Contract forever!" An ethereal voice echoed in Xiao Meng's mind, carrying a hint of warning.
What is this Starry Marriage Contract? It feels like some cliché plot from a story like "Domineering CEO Falls in Love with Me." Xiao Meng's inner monologue continued, but the reality left her no room for thought. Just as the mechanical chains of the Black-hearted Grandpa were about to descend, the gears suddenly shattered their own mechanical arm!
Parts flew through the air, quickly forming a Star Sand Shield that stood in front of Qingmei. With a loud crash, the chains struck the shield fiercely, sending dazzling sparks flying. A holographic image suddenly projected from the chest of the gears, flashing an Azure Blue Warning message in midair: "Protecting Qingmei will activate the final form of the Time-Space Termite..."
"Gears!" Xiao Meng exclaimed. The mechanical face of Gears showed no expression as it calmly stated, "This is Young Master’s order..."
"Young Master... Sunshine? What does he want?" Xiao Meng murmured, filled with confusion. Three types of Xing Wen spun before her chest, seemingly urging her to make a choice. To protect Qingmei or to maintain the Time-Space Lock Core?
On one side was an innocent child; on the other was an unknown danger...
"I... I choose Qingmei!" Xiao Meng shouted, her voice even overpowering the annoying Nursery Rhyme. At that moment, the three types of Xing Wen before her glowed brilliantly, intertwining into a dazzling starlight that enveloped Young Qingmei.
The starlight gently brushed against Qingmei's small body, like a mother's embrace, dispelling the fear in her eyes. Xiao Meng noticed that under the starlight, the bruises and wounds on Qingmei began to slowly disappear, as if time were reversing.
Just then, an unexpected change occurred! Wrapped in starlight, Qingmei's pupils suddenly transformed into a deep cosmic starry sky, countless stars flickering within, both magnificent and eerie.
Xiao Meng's heart jolted with an ominous premonition. "Sister, you are the true key..." A hollow voice emerged from Qingmei's small body, creating a stark contrast with her tender appearance.
This voice... why does it sound so familiar?
Xiao Meng had no time to think deeply when suddenly, a vision appeared in Qingmei's eyes—a laboratory filled with futuristic technology, where various instruments flickered with blinding light.
The image flashed by in an instant, followed by a deafening explosion; flames shot into the sky, and the laboratory was instantly reduced to ruins!
"What the hell! What’s going on? A futuristic sci-fi movie?" Xiao Meng thought frantically, but a chill ran from her feet to the top of her head.
That laboratory... why did it feel so familiar?
Then, something even more bizarre happened.
Xiao Meng suddenly felt a sharp pain in her throat, as if she had swallowed a piece of red-hot coal.
Next, she realized that she couldn’t make a sound!
"Ahhh! My golden voice! My million-dollar tuner! My streaming career!" Xiao Meng raged internally, yet all that escaped her lips was a silent "ahhh."
At the same time, the Miko Star Pattern on her chest began to flicker ominously, emitting an eerie red glow.
The red light intensified, eventually transforming into a powerful suction that pulled everything around it inward.
"No way! Not again! What kind of ridiculous setup is this?" Xiao Meng felt like crying without tears, as if she had fallen into an infinite loop of bugs from which she could never escape.
The corridor began to twist; the graffiti on the walls flowed down like melting ice cream, and the ground started to collapse, as if the entire world was crumbling.
Gears and parts floated in mid-air once more, quickly assembling into a massive countdown panel.
Bright red numbers flickered ominously, as if announcing the arrival of doomsday.
"10, 9, 8..."
The countdown echoed coldly and mercilessly, each sound striking at Xiao Meng's heart.
"7, 6, 5..."
Xiao Meng looked desperately at Young Qingmei but found that the starry sky in her eyes had grown even deeper, as if it were going to swallow her whole.
"4, 3..."
The red glow of the Miko Star Pattern grew stronger; Xiao Meng felt her body being torn apart.
"2..."
Time seemed to freeze; all sounds vanished, leaving only those bright red numbers and the deep starry sky in Qingmei's eyes.
"1..."
“Wait!” A voice suddenly broke the silence.
Xiao Meng turned around abruptly but saw nothing.
“Who? Who is speaking?” Xiao Meng shouted in her heart, yet she still couldn't make a sound.
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