59: Chapter 53 Otto's Secret Garden

(Chapter 52 is before the title and was only released today, but the chapter order cannot be changed, so please pay attention to it.)

Wonderful! Heaven and earth are actually inverted and suspended, the sky grows smaller, and the earth grows larger. How strange!

The huge wind kept Kaiwen from even opening her mouth, making her unable to curse out loud.

Damn you, Otto, when you send people away, you send them straight into the sky!

This ghost place cannot even connect to the Stigma Space; am I going to crash into the ground with a loud bang in a moment?

Kaiwen, who was doing a "king descending from the heavens" routine, had never felt the ground could be so clear, and the European-style buildings below rapidly magnified in her eyes.

She could even see on the road below that a white-haired prisoner under escort was looking up at her.

The next second, that white-haired prisoner moved.

Kaiwen couldn't see clearly how she broke free from the escort, only seeing a white shadow suddenly catapulting out from the queue, stepping twice on the wall of the nearby building, and rushing straight towards her head-on.

Before Kaiwen had time to react, a slender arm had already precisely hooked her waist, and then smoothly pulled her aside, neutralizing the huge inertia of the fall by more than half in an instant.

The sound of the wind in her ears suddenly quieted down.

The other party wrapped an arm around her, lightly tapped her toes on the edge of the eaves, flipped over using the momentum, and then steadily landed on the stone slab road.

The sound of landing was very light, with almost no movement.

Kaiwen was put down, staggered two steps, and barely managed to steady herself by holding onto the wall.

After being forcibly relieved of momentum, her legs were weak to the point of uselessness. I have to say, wanting to stand firm immediately after doing a free fall is indeed quite difficult.

She leaned against the wall next to her, took two breaths, and then looked up at the person who saved her.

White hair, blue eyes, and braided hair.

Her face was very close to Kaiwen's, sizing her up with a bit of curiosity.

Kaiwen froze.

"Am I looking in a mirror? Isn't this just me?"

Before Kaiwen could recover from her shock, an old yet full-voiced voice came from the street below:

"Kallen, what are you doing?"

Kaiwen looked down and saw a burly old man standing in the middle of the road with his head tilted up. Although his hair was gray, his back was straight, making him look like an old martial artist who had trained all his life.

The several escorting guards behind him looked at each other in dismay, obviously completely failing to react to how Kallen had run away.

Hearing the voice, Kallen turned her head and glanced down: "Grandpa Arthur, someone fell from the sky, I couldn't just watch and do nothing."

The old man took a deep breath: "Kallen, you are still a prisoner after all, can you be a little more well-behaved?"

Kallen tilted her head, seemingly thinking seriously about this suggestion.

Then she jumped off the roof, landed steadily in front of Arthur, and very consciously stretched out her handcuffed hands forward.

"Alright, alright, let's go, Grandpa Arthur."

Arthur took the chain, sighed helplessly, and incidentally glanced up at Kaiwen, who was still standing on the roof, frowning.

Why does this person look so much like Kallen?

The passersby on both sides of the street were obviously also startled by the scene just now.

Someone covered their mouth and froze in place, someone tugged at the sleeve of the person next to them and pointed at the roof, and a few children hid behind adults, peeking upwards.

After all, the matter of a living person falling from the sky requires anyone to take a moment to recover.

Just as Kaiwen was pondering how to get down from the roof, a familiar voice came from the alley entrance not far away.

"Kaiwen?!"

She turned her head.

Kiana stood at the alley entrance, holding a wooden sword picked up from somewhere, looking up at her with an expression that was hard to tell whether it was surprise or speechlessness.

Bronya beside her was holding a screen, expressionlessly looking at Kaiwen standing on the roof.

"Why is Sister Kaiwen on the roof?"

Kaiwen squatted on the edge of the eaves and waved at them: "It's a long story, let me get down first."

She climbed over the eaves, stepped on the protruding stone bricks of the outer wall step by step to edge down, and finally jumped down into the alley.

It wasn't pretty, but at least she didn't fall.

For some reason, her body, which had previously been enhanced by the stigma, seemed to have reverted to that of an ordinary person. Anyway, Kaiwen didn't have an ounce of strength right now.

Kiana walked over, looked Kaiwen up and down, and after confirming she wasn't hurt, spoke: "How did you fall from the sky?"

"Someone threw me up." Kaiwen patted the dust off her body, "What about you guys? Did you end up here right after entering the simulation pod?"

"Pretty much." Kiana leaned against the wall of the alley, looked up at the sky, "The moment I opened my eyes, I was on this street. This should be the scenario of the simulation pod. But something seems a bit off here."

Bronya looked down at the terminal, her fingers sliding across it a few times: "Bronya's terminal has most of its functions disabled in this space, leaving only the basic scanning module. Moreover, the data structure of this space is completely different from the academy's simulation pod."

Kaiwen leaned against the wall and clenched her fists.

Not an ounce of strength could be exerted, as if it was locked by something.

"I feel like I can beat a chicken to death right now," Kaiwen said.

Kiana originally wanted to say something, but was choked by Kaiwen's strange metaphor, so she helplessly shook the wooden sword in her hand: "Me too... what kind of strange metaphor is beating a chicken to death?"

"It just means I'm very weak right now," Kaiwen said righteously.

Kiana looked at her for a few seconds, decided not to waste time on this topic, and hoisted the wooden sword onto her shoulder: "Anyway, I'm about the same, can't even touch a decent weapon, just picked up this thing by the roadside."

"Bronya's situation is similar." Bronya closed the terminal and raised her head, "What can be confirmed for now is that this space imposes some kind of ability suppression on all entrants. The specific reason cannot be determined for the time being."

Kiana was silent for a moment, glanced at Kaiwen, and her tone became much more serious than before:

"That white-haired person who saved you just now, we saw her too."

Kaiwen didn't speak.

"Handcuffed, escorted away, and looking exactly like you." Kiana leaned against the wall, her gaze sweeping across the dusk-shrouded European-style street outside the alley entrance, "Plus the appearance of this place..."

Bronya took over the conversation: "If Bronya's deduction is not wrong, what this space is restoring should be the historical scene of Destiny sentencing Kallen Kaslana five hundred years ago."

"Although according to historical records, Destiny posthumously rehabilitated Kallen and conferred her the title of saint afterwards, at this time node, her ending has only one."

Kiana frowned:

"Since this is a simulation scenario, there has to be a clear condition, right?"

She glanced at the street outside the alley entrance, her gaze falling in the direction Kallen was escorted away.

"So could the purpose of this simulation scenario be to let us rescue Kallen? Change the ending and give her a chance to live?"

Bronya thought about it and nodded: "From the design logic of simulation training, Kiana's deduction has a high probability."

Kaiwen leaned against the wall and didn't reply.

Simulation training?

She actually knew very well in her heart.

This place should be Otto's Secret Garden.

Here, the space would restore the day Kallen died over and over again.

Actually, Kaiwen didn't quite understand Otto.

If you say you love her, you take out the day she died to watch repeatedly every day;

If you say you don't love her, you've been doing this for five hundred years without stopping.

Does this person have something wrong with him? He likes watching people with his beloved's face suffer?

But she couldn't say a single word of these things.

Kaiwen was silent for two seconds, then nodded.

"Makes sense. Then let's follow them and take a look, don't lose them."