Simulating 10 Hours

Watching Freya nod along as she continued to let her imagination run wild...

Ansu thought to himself, the little saintess is just as easy to handle as she was in the plot; she truly has the kind of personality that trusts others far too easily.

Moreover, with the "Chosen One" buff he had stacked on himself, it felt like she was about to have the word "Loyalty!" written all over her face.

Ansu now only had one final question.

"So... how did you know it was me who wrote that note?"

Freya blinked. "The scent."

"The scent?"

"Mm..." Freya lowered her head shyly; this matter was indeed a bit embarrassing to talk about.

Ansu looked at her suspiciously. He still remembered how Freya had just leaned in close to him and kept sniffing around; that image was absolutely perverted...

"Because of my bloodline, I am very sensitive to scents," Freya explained bashfully. "That note had a faint scent left behind by the Chosen One. I remembered it instantly at the time, and only after meeting you today did I finally confirm that it was indeed you who wrote that note..."

Freya kept her head down, truly not daring to meet Ansu's shocked gaze.

In fact, in order to find the Chosen One, she had many other "methods" she hadn't revealed yet.

For instance, she had secretly investigated the social circle of the student named Kevin, matching the names and photos of everyone around him one by one, which was why she had been able to call out Ansu's name the moment they met today.

"I think you shouldn't be a saintess, you should be a detective..." Ansu muttered to himself. With a nose like that, what case couldn't she solve?

"Chosen One..." Freya looked up.

"Don't call me Chosen One," Ansu corrected her immediately.

"Oh." Freya nodded. "Lord Ansu."

"That won't work either!" Ansu said helplessly. "Just call me by my name."

"Alright then... An... Ansu?" Freya asked curiously. "Then what exactly did you want to talk to me about when you wrote that note?"

At first, she had thought it was some filthy person hiding in the shadows trying to threaten her...

But that was the Chosen One! How could he possibly have such dirty intentions?

"About that..." Ansu thought for a moment and decided to keep up the mystery. "My mission is extremely dangerous. I need to lurk in the shadows within a mysterious organization, so I urgently needed an external contact to provide me with a little help, and in the end, I chose you!"

"So that's how it is!" Freya maintained her trust in Ansu; after all... how could the Chosen One possibly lie?

"Your mission right now must be very dangerous!" Freya subconsciously used honorifics for Ansu again. "Lord Ansu, if you need anything, no matter what you ask me to do, I will do it for you!"

Ansu couldn't help but look her up and down.

"Are you really willing to do anything?"

"Mm! Of course!" Freya nodded hurriedly.

Ansu curled his lip, thinking to himself, then go wipe out the Echo of Truth Cult for me, and capture the Scum Witch so I can punish her severely...

"Does Lord Ansu not trust me?" Freya clearly sensed Ansu's lack of trust, so she patted her heaving chest and proposed to Ansu:

"Are you worried about the mysterious organization you've infiltrated? I think Lord Ansu doesn't need to worry at all. If I deal with those guys for you, wouldn't you be able to stop hiding and skulking around so cautiously?"

In Freya's heart, the Chosen One should be standing in the spotlight, allowing the currently controversial Church to rise again and letting the vast number of devout believers truly feel the power of the gods' grace!

The world-ending crisis in the prophecy was already close at hand, and the Chosen One was the opportunity to change everything! How could she let Ansu remain stagnant like this, hiding as a student in a small place like the Benalu Royal Academy?

"Are you really sure you can solve my troubles?" Ansu looked at the Freya before him with suspicion.

He didn't know where her confidence came from; did she really know what she was about to face?

"I'm sure!" Freya revealed a confident smile that suggested everything was under control. She explained to Ansu:

"Because of the Chosen One affair, the three great bishops of the Church, who have a chance to succeed as the next Pope, are all gathered in Benalu City right now! They are the top combat power of the Church of Holy Light! And Lord Ansu, don't forget about me! I am a God-Enlightened one, a rarity in the Church in a hundred years!"

Ansu studied the confident little saintess. In the setting, although "God-Enlightened" did not have the status of a Chosen One, it could be understood as a type of high-end transcendent.

The five major orthodox churches on the continent all had a group of God-Enlightened ones. They often received "divine revelations" at some point in their lives—that is, they suddenly "attained enlightenment." Most of these exceptionally gifted individuals would ascend to become the top powerhouses on the continent.

The future Cecilia was actually a God-Enlightened one in a sense, but the one who gave her revelations was not one of the five major gods, but the fallen demon god who had long been defeated by the combined efforts of the orthodox gods and fallen into a deep slumber—Ersos.

"So what is your plan..." Ansu wanted to hear her proposal.

"Lord Ansu, please come back to the Holy Dome Cathedral with me," Freya said with a serious expression. "The several great bishops are all there right now. These bishops control nearly half of the Church. No matter what trouble you have, it will definitely be resolved easily by then!"

"Hmm..." Ansu pondered secretly. Drawing the Church and the Echo of Truth Cult into mutual containment was not a bad strategy; perhaps the cult's sacrificial case could also be resolved ahead of schedule.

But Cecilia remained a hidden danger that could not be ignored...

After all, the brand she had left in his heart was too heavy. Could they really work together to defeat the heaven-defyingly powerful Cecilia?

Would they win...

After much deliberation, Ansu still didn't want to go with Freya; he didn't want to court death.

But he could try it out in a simulation.

The simulation points were there anyway, and it would be a waste not to use them. Besides, he had figured out the system's pattern: this thing only allowed him to continue earning more points like compound interest if he kept simulating and kept changing things.

Ansu opened the system panel.

[Remaining Points: 50]

[Available simulation times]

[10 minutes later (April 17, 18:15), costs 10 points]

[10 hours later (April 18, 04:05), costs 50 points]

[Start simulation?]

10 minutes wasn't quite enough; it was generally only useful for emergencies, and with his current points, he could just afford the 10-hour simulation...

Ansu decided to try the [Simulate 10 hours] option.

However...

Ansu recalled the problem that had been bothering him for a long time: he couldn't understand what had happened during the missing interval, as his memories essentially skipped straight to the future.

For example, if he opened his eyes in a while only to find himself locked in a dark room again, he wouldn't have the slightest clue where things had gone wrong—whether the Church of Holy Light had discovered his identity as a cultist, or if Cecilia had captured him again...

This really tested his ability to adapt on the fly, and the room for maneuver was very small.

Moreover, information about the intermediate steps was often the most important.

If only there were some way to record what would happen in the future...

Record it...

That's right, record it!

He didn't want to travel to the future completely blind; today, he would find a way to exploit this loophole in the system!

Ansu suddenly looked at Freya, "Do you have a notebook? Give me one!"

"A notebook?" Freya looked puzzled, "I don't have one on me... but there must be notepads or something similar in the cathedral. Lord Ansu, what are you planning to do?"

"Don't ask so many questions." Ansu urged her, "Go find me one quickly, and bring a pen as well!"

Freya hurried to the cathedral's office and found a small notebook with gold-stamped patterns on the cover for Ansu, along with a fountain pen that still had ink.

"Very good..." Ansu opened the notebook, pondered for a moment, and wrote down a few lines in the blank space.

"From now on, no matter what happens, I must record it in this notebook."

"If time is tight, then record the most important or most unusual information."

"Freya is going to take me to the Holy Dome Cathedral, which is the headquarters of the Church of Holy Light in Benalu City. I have decided to follow her there in secret."

The script Ansu used was not the common language of The Empire, but Chinese characters.

In this world, only he could read Chinese characters; these mysterious, ancient square symbols had become his encryption method.

After writing these down, Ansu closed the small notebook and tucked it into his pocket, turning his back to Freya.

Then, he began to constantly give himself "psychological suggestions."

'From now on, every time I simulate, I must find a way to record it in the notebook...'

'I must record it...'

If this could truly be achieved, then Ansu would effectively possess a Future Diary.

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