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“Damn, this is so messed up!” Xiao Meng muttered, poking at the enormous mechanical heart as if it were a giant tin watermelon.
“Future priestess? Are they talking about my mom?” She tilted her head, utterly confused.
This thing looked like a prop straight out of a sci-fi movie—what did it have to do with her, a naive girl?
Gathering her courage, Xiao Meng cautiously pried open the puppet's chest cavity.
Inside, a tangled mess of wires dazzled her eyes, resembling a plate of overcooked spaghetti.
Just then, the Mechanical Heart suddenly vibrated with a low hum, projecting a ghostly blue holographic image.
A ethereal voice echoed in the air, reminiscent of an old radio playing opera: “The contract backlash requires both the Witch Bloodline and the Starry Marriage Contract simultaneously…”
Before Xiao Meng could process what “Witch Bloodline” and “Starry Marriage Contract” meant, a series of black runes crackled to life on the heart’s surface, like some sort of sinister incantation.
A chill shot from her feet straight to the top of her head; Xiao Meng felt as if she had stumbled into a horror movie set.
Suddenly, a mechanical tentacle shot out and wrapped around her wrist with astonishing force.
Xiao Meng jumped in surprise and looked up to see Sunshine!
When did he start playing with mechanical enhancements?
Concern etched on his face, Sunshine spoke urgently: “Be careful! This is the Time-Space Termite’s…”
Before he could finish his sentence, the Mechanical Heart erupted with a blinding flash of light, exploding like a flare right in front of Xiao Meng’s eyes.
Countless Memory Fragments pierced into her brain like sharp blades, and the intense pain made her scream out loud.
Amidst the chaotic light and shadow, Xiao Meng saw Qingmei.
She was no longer the lifeless puppet but had regained her former lively spirit.
Standing before a mysterious altar, her gaze was resolute as she willingly offered her heart to some unknown power.
“To protect Xiao Meng, I am willing to give everything…” Qingmei’s voice echoed in Xiao Meng’s mind, filled with determination and sorrow.
Xiao Meng’s heart twisted painfully; she finally understood that Qingmei was not being controlled by Black-hearted Grandpa but had chosen to become a puppet voluntarily, sacrificing her life to protect her!
At that moment, the Time Sandglass suddenly revealed the phantom of Old Grandpa Plugin.
He stroked his beard and said mysteriously, “The true key is…”
Before he could finish his sentence, he was sucked into the vortex created by the Mechanical Heart’s powerful pull, disappearing without a trace.
Xiao Meng stared in disbelief at the scene before her, feeling as if her entire worldview was about to collapse.
Then something even stranger happened; she realized that the "ah" in her mouth had suddenly vanished, replaced by an unprecedented calm. Memories from her Three Lifetimes surged like a tidal wave—chants of the Ancient Priestess, formulas from the Future Scientist, and the etiquette of the Otherworldly Princess… everything intertwined and collided in her mind, causing a splitting headache.
"I..." Xiao Meng struggled to speak, only to find her voice unfamiliar and deep. "Who am I?"
She slowly extended her hand, gazing at her slender fingers.
"I am not... Xiao Meng..."
In the eyes of the puppet made of green plums, black goo dripped like cheap chocolate sauce, paired with her lifeless expression, resembling a scene from a low-budget horror film.
"The countdown has reached zero..." she uttered in a dry electronic voice, sending chills down Xiao Meng's spine.
Before she could finish speaking, the entire Bronze Coffin suddenly began to spin wildly as if it had taken drugs. Xiao Meng felt like a sock tossed around in a washing machine, dizzy and disoriented.
"Oh my God, what is happening?" Xiao Meng gripped the edge of the coffin tightly, feeling as if her stomach was about to turn inside out.
This sudden spinning reminded her of riding a carousel as a child, except this time it was clearly overloaded and accompanied by terrifying sound effects.
The speed of rotation increased, and Xiao Meng felt like a cannonball being launched into the air, the wind howling around her like wailing ghosts.
Suddenly, with a loud "bang," the lid of the Bronze Coffin flew open violently, and Xiao Meng was thrown out by an immense force, soaring straight toward the Mechanical Heart at the center of the Star Sand Vortex.
"Ahhhhh!" Xiao Meng traced a perfect parabolic arc through the air, feeling like a ball being tossed away, ready to crash down hard.
Just as she was about to hit the ground, her fingertips brushed against the cold metal surface of the Mechanical Heart, which bore an inscription—"To the Future Witch."
A strange energy coursed through her body in an instant; Xiao Meng felt as if she had been electrocuted, every nerve tingling.
The Star Sand Vortex suddenly reflected a familiar yet terrifying face—a Black-hearted Grandpa!
His mechanical eyes glimmered with an eerie light, as if they could see right through to one's soul.
"Now, witness the true host of the Time-Space Termite..." His voice was deep and hoarse, laced with a hint of triumphant malice.
However, before he could finish his sentence, an unexpected turn of events interrupted him.
The Star Sand Vortex began to ripple violently like boiling water, countless strange symbols swirling and flashing within it.
Xiao Meng felt as if her brain were about to explode; countless Memory Fragments flooded into her mind—chants from the Ancient Priestess, formulas from the Future Scientist, etiquette from the Otherworldly Princess… everything intertwined and collided again in her head, making her feel as if she might burst from pain.
"Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?" Xiao Meng felt like a lost soul adrift in the river of time, unable to find direction or home.
The Mechanical Heart suddenly emitted a buzzing vibration, like a slumbering giant beast awakening. The symbols on its surface began to glow brilliantly, illuminating the entire space. Xiao Meng felt herself drawn toward it by a powerful force, like a moth drawn to a flame.
"No..." Xiao Meng weakly reached out her hand, trying to grasp something, but found nothing to hold onto. At that moment, a cold metallic tendril suddenly pierced through her palm...
"Hiss—" Xiao Meng gasped as she felt a warm liquid flowing down from her hand.
"Use my blood..." a familiar voice echoed in her ear, filled with a sense of determination and pain.
"...to activate the Stellar Trajectory."
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