Matrix Survival: I Get A Random Chest Every Day-Chapter 893 - 632: Li Zheng: How Come I Didn’t Know I Had a Daughter?

When the heart tide of the Enchanting Demon Race appeared, a fist-sized "black hole" emerged out of thin air at the chest of Mirel's spiritual body, emitting some irregular waves from within.

It was these waves that have plagued countless generations of the Enchanting Demon Race with the heart tide.

"How is it? Any change?" Mirel looked at Li Zheng, her eyes enchanting like silk, her gaze as gentle as spring water.

"Hmm." Li Zheng circled Mirel a few times, examined closely, and said, "It is very similar to that of the Optimist Race, except the source of the Enchanting Demon Race's heart tide is distinctly visible."

Mirel perked up, "Did you find the source?"

Li Zheng pointed at Mirel's chest, "It's right here."

Mirel looked down but found nothing. Her spiritual power wasn't strong enough to perform such actions or to view inwardly, "I can't see it. What does the source look like?"

"Like a black hole, inside which there is nothing, but after it appears, it transmits some kind of irregular wave. These waves are the culprit causing the heart tides in your Enchanting Demon Race." Li Zheng described what he saw to Mirel.

"It turns out to be just a black hole." Mirel was a bit disappointed once she found out, as she had expected some magnificent and mysterious sight, but it was so ordinary.

"What else did you expect?" Li Zheng thought it was funny.

Mirel pondered and curiously asked, "When the Optimist Race's talent activates, does the spiritual body show any anomaly?"

"...It forms an armor on the surface."

"Sounds prettier than a black hole." Mirel became even more disappointed.

"But you're prettier than her." Li Zheng could only comfort her this way.

Mirel thought seriously for a while and nodded in agreement, "Indeed, in terms of beauty, our Enchanting Demon Race has never lost to anyone."

"..." Li Zheng didn't dare to mention the differing views on aesthetics, like how Zi Yuan didn't find Mirel particularly good-looking.

"Aside from the black hole, have you discovered anything else?" Mirel's seductive demeanor grew stronger, "If there's nothing else, please come out. I'm barely suppressing my heart tide; I need your help."

"Hold on just a little longer." Li Zheng quickly said, "I want to try exploring this black hole and see what's inside."

He was extremely curious as to why such an entity appeared in the Enchanting Demon Race's spiritual body, what strange existence the black hole held inside, and why it intermittently transmitted waves?

"Then hurry up." Mirel said, falling silent, struggling against wave after wave of peculiar thoughts.

Li Zheng didn't dare delay. His spiritual power condensed into a hand and reached toward the black hole.

Yet the moment it touched Mirel's spiritual body, he was repelled by a sudden force, unable to make contact.

After several attempts, Li Zheng realized that if he disregarded Mirel's safety and exerted his spiritual power to its full extent, he might break through the resistance.

But the result might be that Mirel's spiritual body would completely collapse, turning her into a senseless walking corpse, much like those patients lying in the doctor's ward.

Helpless, he had to withdraw, and upon opening his eyes, he was greeted by Mirel's fiery passion.

Three hours later, Mirel's heart tide subsided, and Li Zheng, holding his old waist, felt overwhelmed.

"Weren't you going to explore the heart tide black hole?" Mirel asked, sitting beside Li Zheng, "What did you find inside?"

"It failed." Li Zheng explained the situation and then said, "Have you noticed that if I forcefully use my spiritual power to explore the heart tide black hole, the eventual result is exactly the same as the patients at the doctor's place?"

Mirel's expression shifted, "Are you saying someone is experimenting with spiritual bodies in the Wilderness, and those patients are victims of their research?"

"Most likely." Li Zheng sighed, "Someday, when I have time, I should visit the doctor to verify my previous hypothesis. I might be able to save those victims."

Previously, a theory was suggested that if someone with significant spiritual power expertise could gather the victims' scattered spiritual power and reconsolidate it into a spiritual body, perhaps they could regain consciousness.

The only side effect would be the loss of memory.

However, comparatively, losing memory seemed almost negligible.

But he couldn't go in the short term. Once the Blacksmith finished modifying the Lamp Holder, Li Zheng had to first visit District Four, rewarded by the Terminal, to prepare some things in advance for the arrival of players from Water Blue Star.

On mentioning this, Mirel remembered one of the victims was Yakumo's sister and said angrily, "Even after what Yakumo did to you, why bother helping her?"

Because of a spontaneous infusion of spiritual power by someone, it caused the entire district to shake when Li Zheng returned to his physical body from the Dark Realm, which led to Yakumo misunderstanding that Li Zheng was approaching them for ulterior motives.

"No matter what, when I first arrived in the Outer City, Yakumo helped me. Now that I have the ability, even if she has some misunderstandings about me, it can't be a reason for not repaying kindness." Li Zheng shook his head, getting off the eggshell bed.

It was almost time, and he needed to prepare dinner for the two of them.

Mirel's wound had just begun to heal and was torn again, so these tasks fell upon him.

After dinner, Zi Yuan knocked on the door to inform Li Zheng that someone was looking for him.

Li Zheng knew it was Le Jia, as instructed by him.

He asked Mirel to tidy up a bit before he went out to bring Le Jia inside.

As soon as he entered, Le Jia knelt on the ground trembling, "Please, my lord, spare me!"

"???" Li Zheng was full of questions, "What are you talking about?"

This was absurd; did he look like that kind of person who would resort to killing over every minor disagreement?

Plus, he had saved her life not long ago; if he wanted to harm her, saving her before would be contradictory and unnecessary.

Le Jia kept her head down, "Didn't you summon me to question me about leaking your identity?"

"Huh?" Li Zheng was even more puzzled, "When did you leak... No wait, what identity do I have to be leaked?"

"My lord, you..." Le Jia looked up, a hint of confusion in her eyes, "Don't you recognize me?"

Li Zheng couldn't help but laugh and cry, "Have we met before?"

He was a tool clone created by the Terminal. Since regaining consciousness, he had been in the Matrix, with just over a month of life; today was his first time seeing Le Jia.

If they had met before, Li Zheng would definitely remember.

Then it struck him.

Unless the one Le Jia met before was not him but another clone that looked exactly like him!

"Yes, we've met." Le Jia nodded, "Or rather... I should address you as my father!"

At this, not only could Li Zheng barely hold himself together, but also Mirel poked her head out from the eggshell bed, astonished, looking at Le Jia.