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Demi-human Girls Completion Manual-Chapter 1165 - 113: Voices_2
"Ahhhhh!"
Tangze Asuka painfully covered her eyes and knelt on the ground, the colorful eggs in the basket shattered all over the place. π§πβ―β―π€β―π£πβ΄πππ.ππ°π
Margaret, standing next to her, saw this scene, a trace of surprise flashing in her eyes. She quickly crouched down to support Tangze Asuka, gently saying to her,
"Asuka, calm down... Asuka, quiet down... Donβt overthink, just calm down..."
To Margaretβs surprise, as soon as she finished speaking, Tangze Asuka quickly calmed down. She rubbed her eyes, looking pitifully not daring to look in that direction again, and softly asked Margaret,
"What... was that just now, Margaret?"
"...It was the knowledge that I saw."
Margaret smiled slightly, looking at the papers that were shimmering with strange light, and proceeded to explain,
"From the time I could recognize this knowledge, Iβve been thinking about how to record it. Iβve tried many methods, but basically all failed. As you can see, this knowledge... no, it should be sound; they are all living, and any recording method in the world essentially has no effect..."
"Then... how did Margaret manage it? These... uh, papers?"
Margaret no longer let Tangze Asuka look at those papers but instead looked around the cave,
"This is the place of deathβs dwelling buried in its most primitive form underground. Everything you see above, the stone tower and settlement, was formed later. Initially, when I followed the Destiny Loom here, what I saw was just this place. Here, I saw the sealing of death by the Main God Ramasitia, remnants of His power... and I leveraged this power.
"Only the power of gods can record the knowledge in my head, which made me even more curious about them, so over the past six months, Iβve been researching them day after day. I originally intended to share them with you, but just now I discovered a fact: these sounds are differentiated, and so the knowledge they carry must be varied..."
Margaret looked at Tangze Asuka, staring at her head as she said,
"Just now, while you were reading the knowledge I left behind, another type of [sound] surged in your head, completely different from what I heard. Conflicts arise between differing sounds; it seems a person can only listen to one type of sound. So you almost got into trouble, luckily I separated you from those sounds in time..."
"I... Do I have them in my head too?"
"Yes, though very little, it seems each Transferee has a different amount of [sound]..."
Margaret muttered to herself as she walked to the front of the table, Tangze Asuka, just having experienced trauma, dared not approach, instead she firmly remembered "a person can only listen to one type of sound" in her mind.
"Earlier I discovered something else about the nature of these sounds..."
"Firstly, the total amount of sound is continually increasing. As time progresses, it teaches you more and more, but likewise, the burden on you grows heavier. Gradually, it will occupy everything in your mind like a bone plague, until you can no longer think of anything else. But I found a way to alleviate this problem, which is to record them on some special carriers, and this is my purpose in writing them down."
"Secondly, the carrier of sound is unique. Once this knowledge is recorded on certain carriers, these carriers form an extremely close connection with you. I once tried to discard them, but ultimately they returned to me without exception, following me like a shadow. So probably, the carrier of these sounds is unique, and that is me."
"Moreover, Iβve discovered something interesting. Previously, the Main Godβs power I used to carry sounds is now almost depleted, so I tried using the unconscious [Death Goddess]βs power to carry them... a strange thing happened, they exhibited a phenomenon of collapse like other ordinary materials carrying sound... The power of death cannot bear my knowledge."
At the end, Margaret turned to look at Tangze Asuka behind her, only to find her looking at her foolishly as if completely unable to digest what she just said, her clear eyes conveying an uncommunicable bewilderment, as though silently asking, "So, why are you telling me this?"
"Then... why did Margaret tell me this... for what reason?"
Sure enough, in the next second, Tangze Asuka truly asked.
Margaret took a deep breath, then smiled and returned to Asukaβs side, saying to her,
"Asuka, arenβt you curious why this knowledge appears in our minds?"
"Because... because weβre Transferees?!"
Tangze Asuka suddenly became excited, as she was reminded of manga where characters travel to western worlds; those protagonists are all quite special, so maybe we Transferees are similar to such protagonists, and thus are special?
Margaretβs eyebrows twitched, but the smile on her face remained unchanged, continuing,







