Chapter 194: Eve Of Arrival
Lu Jinzhao finished reading Luo Yu’s information and made a very sincere question.
“This Scale of Equivalent Exchange, is it really equivalent?”
Weighing out ten jin of talent to exchange for ten jin of stone, you call this equivalent, right?
“So I think this is a very dangerous ability.” Tian Lei replied seriously: “She can use her ability to briefly seal other people’s abilities, and she can also perform some completely unfair exchanges, as long as she has exchangeable materials nearby.”
“I heard that the backpack she brought to the platform is full of weights.”
Her strength is pretty impressive.
Perhaps she has a method to enhance her physical fitness. Even if not, after getting the fate, she will find a way to obtain some.
Or maybe she used something as the price to exchange for “Power”?
“This fate is pretty useful too.”
Although there are limitations, requiring some time to “weigh” when using it, and needing to produce an object of the same weight for the exchange, overall, it is indeed a fate with a very high upper limit.
“These two fates are both very interesting. I want to play with them.”
Lu Jinzhao looked on, subconsciously thinking about what role she could play if she possessed these fates.
But Tian Lei was very vigilant about this: “I think whether it’s that poker or this scale, both may have the ability to briefly seal our fates. That’s not good.”
Regarding [Fate], Tian Lei valued it greatly. It was her trump card, the key to her escaping from desperate situations multiple times.
If those two people showed hostility toward her on the platform, Lu Jinzhao believed Tian Lei would unhesitatingly start thinking about how to take out a First-Class.
No, she was probably already thinking about it.
“So have you decided what the copying shadow puppet will copy?” Tian Lei probed: “Do you want to look for fates that counter theirs?”
She was genuinely very wary.
Lu Jinzhao thought for a moment and felt it was not without reason.
Because she realized one thing.
Both First-Class fates were related to [being able to control others to a certain extent]. The train selected the people. Was this completely a coincidence?
She originally wanted to save this shadow puppet for something more targeted at the platform, but now it seemed there was only one choice.
Although she had already made the decision, Lu Jinzhao still sent a message to Tian Lei: “Do you have any recommendations? Among the fates you know.”
Tian Lei’s reply this time was very slow; she was seriously thinking.
If it had been before, when they had just met, and Lu Jinzhao raised such a question, Tian Lei would probably only hesitate and say something perfunctory like “I don’t really understand either.”
But now she thought for a long time and gave a list.
As expected in the list, among the three fates bolded, there was [Nemesis].
This fate was originally her first backup choice, just still under observation, and it was also the fate that Lu Jinzhao ultimately decided to copy after thinking.
She guessed that Tian Lei couldn’t not know about Nemesis and would likely choose Nemesis, so she deliberately asked such a question.
“Good, Nemesis it is.” Lu Jinzhao replied.
The suggestion was adopted.
A bit of joy surged in Tian Lei’s heart, but then a trace of worry emerged.
[Nemesis] is a very strong fate, but [Nemesis] can also target her, after all, everything in the world has its [Nemesis], and Born from Despair is no exception.
But… with Lu Jinzhao, it should be fine, right?
They are friends now. Friends won’t betray friends, at least not when not facing a life-and-death crisis. She felt it wouldn’t happen, nor should it.
Compared to being completely defenseless, it was better for Lu Jinzhao to have the ability to counter other platform First-Class.
Although somewhat worried, Tian Lei still felt that letting Lu Jinzhao hold [Nemesis] was a better choice.
This was perhaps also because her view of Lu Jinzhao now… was indeed somewhat different from other strangers.
As for how Lu Jinzhao could obtain a copy of [Nemesis], Tian Lei was not surprised. In her impression, Lu Jinzhao was someone who could do such things, someone who should have connections with Yuncheng’s First-Class. If she asked for her suggestion, then she should be able to do it.
Otherwise, why ask for her suggestion?
Suggesting it but not being able to do it would be too disappointing, wouldn’t it?
Fortunately, Lu Jinzhao had never made her feel even once the emotion of “disappointment.”
[In the end you still chose Nemesis, so what were you hesitating about at the time?]
“What do you know?” Lu Jinzhao replied to the Parchment with a phrase it often used.
No matter how much she favored [Nemesis], she would definitely wait first, observe, and only truly make the decision when the timing was right.
How could a stupid object like the Parchment, which hadn’t grown much brain even after eating her soul, understand?
Copying a fate doesn’t require a very complicated process. The key is to get the person’s “consent,” and then paste this shadow puppet on the person’s skin, let the fate holder use it once, and it can be copied.
However, because it is a shadow puppet, and [Nemesis] is obtained through copying, its ability is discounted.
But the fate itself is powerful enough, so there’s no need to worry about it not working; it’s just that the number of times it can be used will be quite limited.
On the last night before the Death Platform arrived, Lu Jinzhao slept for three hours and naturally woke up.
At this time, there were still six hours until the train arrived at the station.
Lu Jinzhao did a final check of her carried items, confirmed there were no oversights, checked the supernatural power she could use on her body, confirmed everything was fine, and then sat idly by the bed, looking at the tranquil night in the real world.
After dawn, she would head to the Death Platform. In the platform, there wouldn’t be such leisurely time.
[Are you afraid?]
The Parchment suddenly said.
This sentence was not mocking, but something akin to “inspiration,” a flash of insight.
Clearly, it hadn’t noticed anything itself, only feeling that Lu Jinzhao was checking things, and after checking, started to zone out.
But inexplicably, it asked such a question.
Lu Jinzhao was also a bit surprised, wondering if this ghostly thing was deliberately mocking her or had suddenly become smart?
She was indeed somewhat afraid, with confusion about the unknown of the Death Platform, a bit of fear toward the even more terrifying ghosts she would face next, and worry about “what if she died in the platform, everything would be for nothing.”
She couldn’t completely have no emotions, but actually, these worries or fears were very faint, a very blurry layer, not real or intense, unable to truly affect her.
Perhaps because her soul was no longer complete, or perhaps because her experiences had made her grow a lot, but Lu Jinzhao did not reject these emotions.
This made her feel that she was still human.
She even particularly cherished such feelings, willing to briefly immerse herself in them.
After all, such mild and harmless “fear” was also very rare for her.
