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Lin Han felt an indescribable sense of helplessness. Just as his eyes shifted from struggle to silence, a melodious flute sound resonated throughout the grand hall. The enchanting notes echoed like ethereal music, wrapping around Lin Han like invisible hands, gently smoothing out the turmoil and excruciating pain in his mind.
"Captain, long time no see."
In front of Lin Han, a pair of somewhat comical-looking shoes came into view. As he looked up, he saw an ordinary face. The person held a flute in hand, wearing a mysterious smile.
"You are Qian Yixuan."
As the flute sound calmed his spirit, Lin Han slowly regained his composure and gazed at the unremarkable flutist before him.
"Yes, it's me. I never expected that the captain would also have a way to remain unaffected by the curse. You know this place has at least a Starry Level mental imprint."
Qian Yixuan said as he extended his hand to Lin Han, helping him to his feet. Lin Han's complexion gradually returned to normal as he asked, "How did you break free from this curse?"
Lin Han found it increasingly difficult to understand the young man before him. They were of similar age, yet he had nearly fallen victim to the curse even with the system's assistance.
"It's simple. Just try to embody this character," Qian Yixuan replied casually. Then, to Lin Han's astonishment, he relaxed his facial features, revealing a strikingly handsome face that seemed almost exaggerated.
"Try to embody the character?" Lin Han's expression turned bewildered. However, seeing Qian Yixuan effortlessly shift between the roles in the book and his real identity left him with little choice but to believe.
"It's quite easy. For instance, my Wandering Bard persona is an evolution of my Professional identity. When I am in that character's Status, I can even wield the abilities of a musician."
In the same way, his own talents and Beast abilities could be freely utilized.
As he spoke, Qian Yixuan raised his hand, and a die no larger than a fingernail appeared.
"Are you saying that flute sound is also an ability of your character from the book?"
"Exactly. It's Harlindman's Nong Di Ren; it can temporarily reduce the effects of erosion on both mental and physical aspects."
"This is also one of the conveniences provided by being a Bard. Your outfit certainly doesn't look like that of an ordinary person. Try to immerse yourself in those memories; don't resist. I'll be here to assist you."
Lin Han nodded hesitantly, surveying the chaotic scene around him, still feeling somewhat uncertain.
"Don't worry; the next scene will be the start of the banquet. At that time, we need to find Han Fei; only then can we discover a way to escape this situation."
Qian Yixuan casually tossed the dice in her hand, watching as they spun and finally came to rest on the face showing three.
With a relaxed snap of her fingers, a point of light appeared around Lin Han and Qian Yixuan. The light quickly connected, forming a spatial plane, and soon the last point of light emerged.
From this plane, one long edge extended outward, revealing a three-dimensional space that measured several square meters.
"Alright, let's give it a try. Oh, and put away that item of yours; this space can't accommodate any grade of equipment," she instructed.
Lin Han lowered his gaze to the jagged black blade in his hand, feeling a mix of emotions swirling within him. The Divine Mechanism Refinement was an exquisite piece of equipment, yet he couldn't shake the feeling that his heart was bleeding.
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