The phantom of the Feather of Yu Duchen nodded obediently.
Its form dissolved into motes of light.
Black Fu Hua turned her head.
She sneered at the silent original beside her.
"Look at that."
"So considerate."
"If you were even half as sensible, would I have to put up with all this frustration?"
True Fu Hua still said nothing.
Her gaze remained fixed on the outline of Mount Taixu.
Black Fu Hua rolled her eyes.
She dropped the matter.
Her consciousness sank into the depths of her mind.
An old recording was unearthed.
Hua closed her eyes.
A moment later, she opened them.
Her features scrunched together.
She looked as though she had swallowed an entire jar of coarse salt.
"...Dr. Mei, of all people."
At that name.
The True Fu Hua, who had been playing mute all along, finally spoke.
"They were merely worthless fragments of everyday life."
"Since there was no use keeping them."
"I stripped them away."
The disgust on Black Fu Hua's face was almost overflowing.
"Useless indeed."
"There she was, droning on about her 'grand plan.'"
Having said that, she seemed to feel it was not revolting enough.
She spat hard into the dust at her feet.
Venting the frustration in her chest.
"Heh."
"Why did I ever obey her every word?"
"Just look at how it all ended."
"Under her leadership, humanity suffered an utter defeat."
"We nearly lost every last chance of survival."
"If we hadn't hidden in cryopods until the advent of Finality was over, we wouldn't have dared see daylight again."
"The Ark sent into deep space vanished without a trace."
"We also lost contact with the Cosmic Juggernaut that escaped into the Sea of Quanta."
"That so-called Doctor was nothing but a complete failure."
"I truly don't understand why all