As an "outsider" who had only recently arrived in this world, Hao Ren had no way to truly empathize with Nolan's thoughts. Even with his imagination, it was difficult for him to grasp just how profound an impact tens of thousands of years of ceaseless reincarnation could have on a person. But he could be certain of one thing: in Nolan's eyes, the world had long since faded of all color. Everything was hazy and insubstantial, and everything had lost its meaning. When the entire world became a stage play that could be replaced or altered at any moment, it was difficult for her to feel any real connection to the things around her. With every reincarnation, she continued accumulating experience and knowledge, but at the same time, she also built up a thick shell deep within her heart. She was right. If the world could be reset at any time, then preserving feelings for everything in it truly had no value.
The things you treasured, hated, and trusted were all temporary, all arranged. You might wake up one day to find that they had all changed identities. You might even watch a former friend be designated as an enemy right before your eyes. After living through such a long stretch of time, Nolan had learned to survive in the most efficient way possible, and had become capable of abandoning anything at any time, including the Gray Fox Mercenary Group she had built with her own hands.
But now, Hao Ren and the Corpse Princess Terminal had become exceptions in her eyes. They were the first people in thousands upon thousands of years whom she had found to retain reincarnation memories just like her, and what that meant to Nolan was beyond question. She felt that she finally had companions—companions