It was a sleepless night for Nimf.
Of course, strictly speaking, the term "sleepless" was not accurate, because All-Purpose Angels did not need to sleep, so every night was a "sleepless" night for the little angel. Of course, Nimf herself did not care about this. On the contrary, she had more time to study and research, as well as to make alchemy equipment. For Nimf, this was a very effective use of time.
Even in her spare time, she could turn on the TV and watch various soap operas from the Shana world and the Predator world to pass the time.
But for Nimf, this was the first time she had spent a night "doing nothing" like this.
Is this what sleep feels like?
Leaning in Fangzheng's arms and feeling the warmth of his embrace, Nimf could not help but blush. Through the strong chest in front of her, she could clearly hear Fangzheng's heart beating, as well as his deep breathing.
This is the first time I've been so close to my master ….
As an Artificial Angel, Nimf had never been so close to Fangzheng before. In Sinapsis, Artificial Angels were just tools. It was common for them to be beaten and insulted by their masters. But … .in this world, everything seemed to be different. They were both masters, but Fangzheng was very gentle to her, and ….
"It's different from what Tiria said. It doesn't hurt at all …."
While muttering to herself, Nimf curled up her body and leaned into Fangzheng's arms. Feeling his hands around her, she felt a sense of peace that she had never felt before. If she could, she really wanted this to continue forever. Fortunately, for Nimf, the night was still very long.
Sometimes … .it's not bad to kill time like this ….
Thinking of this, Nimf closed her eyes.
The night passed.
For Fangzheng, resting in the virtual world was no different from resting in the real world. Of course, the only problem was that when he opened his eyes, he found Nimf curled up in his arms, staring at him curiously …. Well, strictly speaking, the little angel might have maintained this posture for the whole night.
"Sorry, are you bored?"
Sitting up, Fangzheng smiled and patted Nimf's head. If it was someone else, it would be fine to sleep, but Nimf was an artificial angel, so she couldn't sleep at all. And from her movements, he could tell that she had been leaning in his arms the whole night. In all fairness, Fangzheng felt that if he maintained this position for eight or nine hours without moving, he would definitely be bored to death.
"No, Master."
Little Angel blushed and shook her head. She bit her lip hesitantly and lifted her head to look at Fangzheng.
"Then … Master, if it's possible, I want to sleep with you again in the future … Is that okay?"
"Of course not."
Although he was a little surprised by Nimf's request, Fangzheng naturally would not refuse. Nimf's body was small, soft, and fragrant. Hugging her in his arms was much more comfortable than a human pillow. He would never refuse a cute girl warming his bed.
"But for now …. Let's focus on completing our mission …."
"Okay, Master. What are we going to do next?"
"Next?"
Hearing Nimf's question, Fangzheng smiled.
"We just need to wait for the hare to come to us."
Fangzheng did not intend to follow the main storyline. In his opinion, it was meaningless and unnecessary. Most of the stories in The Matrix were spent on fighting. Apart from that, their main storyline missions were very short. Fangzheng knew that in the real world, the mechanical octopuses were gathering together to attack Zion, while the Savior was busy looking for the key to everything.
What Fangzheng had to do next was very simple.
Night fell.
The city outside the window was still ablaze with lights. Fangzheng stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the scenery below. This was the center of the plot of The Matrix Part II. Neo came here, opened the door to the source of everything, and then met the "Creator", learned the truth of this world, and made a choice.
Protect Zion, or protect the woman he loved.
Of course, just like all Hollywood themes, the protagonist chose his own woman.
But Fangzheng knew very well that all this was just a lie.
It was already twelve o 'clock.
At that moment, the city in front of Fangzheng suddenly turned dark. The electricity on the entire street was completely cut off. At the same time, the lights in the room Fangzheng was in also went out. He was not surprised at all, because this was the "strategy" that the protagonist, Neo, received. They had to cut off the power supply of 27 streets, then interrupt the alarm and power system, open the door to the "Unaccessible Floor", enter it, and find the Creator.
Clip-clop, clip-clop …
Hurried footsteps sounded. Fangzheng turned around and saw the originally tightly shut door open with a click. Then, a few people in black windbreakers walked in with a keymaker.
They were Morpheus, Neo, and … Trinity.
Fangzheng raised an eyebrow when he saw this. According to the plot of the movie, Trinity should've obeyed Neo's order and not entered the Matrix, while Morpheus should've stayed outside to resist Smith's attack. However, as Fangzheng had completely destroyed Smith's program, the protagonist managed to arrive at his destination without any mishap.
"This is the final door."
The keymaker took out a key and handed it to Neo.
"Open this door, and you'll be able to enter that room."
"… I understand."
Neo took the key and fell silent for a moment. For some reason, he felt a little nervous, as if some danger was waiting for him. But this was his fate. He picked up the key without hesitation, inserted it into the lock, and turned it.
The door gradually disappeared, and a dazzling white light emerged from within, enveloping the entire world.
When Neo, Morpheus, and Trinity opened their eyes again, they were no longer in the gloomy main engine room. Instead, they were in a white space filled with television screens. On the chair in front of them sat an old man in a white suit with white hair and beard.
"Hello, Neo."
"Who are you?"
Neo asked with a frown as he looked at the old man before him. The old man smiled and answered.
"I am the Creator … I am the one who created the Matrix, and I have been waiting for you. To be honest, I thought you wouldn't come, but now it seems like … "
The old man glanced at Morpheus and Trinity who were standing beside Neo.
"… There seems to be a small mistake."
"Mistake?"
"That's right."
The old man nodded.
"Due to the influence of some unknown force, things developed differently from what I expected. This is really strange.... To be honest, I don't know why this happened either."
"This can only mean one thing."
At that moment, a voice suddenly came from behind Neo and the others. Upon hearing the voice, Neo, Morpheus, and Trinity hurriedly turned around and looked behind them vigilantly. Behind them, Fangzheng was slowly walking forward with Nimf with a smile on his face.
"You're not the Creator, Mr. Creator."
"Who are you?"
Upon hearing Fangzheng's answer, the elder's expression turned a lot gloomier. He looked at Fangzheng with a hint of animosity. But Fangzheng didn't mind. He just nodded at him.
"My name is Fangzheng, and the cute child next to me is Nimf.... Nice to meet you, Mr. Neo, Mr. Morpheus, Ms. Trinity, and … Mr. Creator."
Fangzheng paused for a moment.
"But to be honest, as a guest, it's impolite to come empty-handed to the host, so I've prepared a small gift for you, Mr. Creator. Please accept it."
As he spoke, Fangzheng waved his hand. Soon, a black orb flew out of his hand, landed on the ground, and rolled a few times before stopping in front of the Creator.
"That's …!"
Everyone, including Neo, paled when they saw the true body of the black ball. It was none other than the head of an old black lady. To be more precise, it was ….
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