"Replacement—"
The instant those two words entered Han Su's mind, he felt an intense sense of familiarity.
To him, those two words seemed to possess a peculiar magic.
Every time he rescued a child from the Ancient Castle, a corresponding reward appeared. Was that also a form of replacement?
Vaguely, it seemed to fit—but there were still many questions. He could only barely understand her train of thought. It was like that perfect model built from chopsticks, where not a single piece could be missing.
Then, rather than simply removing pieces, each one removed would be replaced with a new one—but wouldn't that change the nature of the model itself? Who could carry out such a seemingly simple operation?
Suppressing himself, he quickly continued reading, only to be immediately stunned by what came next.
He saw his younger self appear on camera, holding a Crystal Skull. His expression was hazy, as if he were not fully conscious. Ms. Shen turned slightly toward him and, in a strange tone, softly asked, "Who are you?"
His own answer was equally shocking. "I am the Emperor!"
Ms. Shen seemed immensely pleased with his response and gently continued, "Then what do you want to do?"
"His" answer was, "I want to enter a place and take back what belongs to me."
Ms. Shen smiled silently. "Are you a sacrifice?"
"His" gaze suddenly became resolute. "No. I am the master of the sacrifice!"
"Then that's right—"
There was even a trace of madness in Ms. Shen's smile. Then her voice abruptly became forceful. "Remember this. Remember it with all your strength. You are controlled by no one, because that is your territory."
"Everything you encounter is merely your servant. Every ritual you face exists only to make you remember this. Your soul will stand above