Ex-Machina in Dimensional Travel

If not for the fact that Xiu Er was a kind person of good character and had provided considerable help to the village, Smoke Drunk would never have spoken so politely to her about the Spirit Mausoleum.

Though perhaps the main reason was simply that she could not beat Xiu Er.

Smoke Drunk understood Xiu Er's determination. Seeing that she would not rest until she had an answer, Smoke Drunk Hassan could only let out a helpless sigh in the end.

"...Have you asked the other Hassans about this?"

She still remembered the "you all" Xiu Er had mentioned.

It seemed that before coming to her, Xiu Er must have already questioned other Hassans.

Smoke Drunk did not know exactly which people Xiu Er had approached. Perhaps she herself had been the last one asked.

Nor did she know how much the others had told Xiu Er.

But there was one thing Smoke Drunk could be certain of.

The fact that Xiu Er had come to her meant the others had not revealed the true circumstances surrounding that Spirit Mausoleum either.

There was one thing Smoke Drunk had not been wrong about: Xiu Er really had sought out other Hassans before this.

"Affirmative. I previously questioned the individual 'Cursed-Arm' Hassan."

Xiu Er replied calmly, her gaze fixed tightly upon Smoke Drunk, as though she would not easily let her go.

"Is that so? Cursed-Arm... how much exactly did he tell you?"

Smoke Drunk Hassan ignored the doll's stare. She crossed her arms and met Xiu Er's eyes with a grave expression.

"About the Spirit Mausoleum."

"Answer: information missing, unable to retrieve useful intelligence, analysis progress stalled, 'Analysis' cannot be completed."

Xiu Er shook her head. Her answer was both blunt and somewhat difficult to understand.

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