The underground was getting livelier by the minute. At a glance, it looked like I'd successfully glitched my way into some kind of bug.
As expected of a healing dream devoted to treating the sick and saving lives, Doctor Dorian's settings were remarkably limited. Before me was still the stone chamber beneath the church.
And Fu Qian, standing in the middle, had once again found himself surrounded on all four sides.
Although the four Xilaliyas to his front, back, left, and right looked remarkably alike.
This time there was no veiled Second Xilaliya. Their appearances and expressions were practically indistinguishable, and they even sat in identical poses.
They had the serene composure of saints, just like Xilaliya's final appearance in the church.
Now all of them were gazing at him, calling to him softly.
This was bad.
The other puppets were one thing; he could still use them even in this upgraded version.
Based on his previous experience, the extra puppets should have developed pronounced personalities in some particular regard, like Second Xilaliya.
So, in theory, this should have been a scene with four distinct personalities splitting off from the same person.
As for what he was seeing now, one possible explanation was that the Bitter Fruit had fully ripened within her. Lady Xilaliya had been completely enlightened, freed of all greed, anger, and delusion.
Of course, looking on the bright side, he could also hope that embracing four people in this state would be even more effective.
But he chose to decline.
After simply saying he'd like to take a walk and clear his head before undergoing treatment, Fu Qian smiled and withdrew his gaze. Ignoring their heartfelt pleas for him to stay, he headed straight for the stairs.
Though the sweet fragrance lingering in the air alone made