Chapitre 7: As long as you do nothing, you have done everything
[To find your mother, you ignored the Guards' attempts to stop you and ventured into the rift.]
[However, the deep rift's imaginary energy caused severe corrosion to you, and the siege of the rift creatures left you exhausted.]
[You were cornered by a Guardian's shadow, in a perilous situation.]
[Your personal guard Ron led a team into the rift and rescued you from the Guardian's shadow.]
[To ensure your safety, Ron had the elite team evacuate you, staying behind himself.]
[You escaped the rift and returned to Belobog thanks to Ron's rescue.]
[But Ron did not return from the rift for a long time. Days later, you saw a rift creature that looked exactly like Ron patrolling outside the defense line, its form being dispersed by the reenergized Guards.]
[Ron successfully saved you but remained in the rift himself.]
[In November, the rift erosion worsened. You could no longer resist the pull of the rift and were disintegrated into basic particles.]
[That same month, Cocolia, assimilated by the Stellaron, returned from the rift, causing Belobog's defense line to collapse instantly. The light of Preservation was about to be extinguished on this planet.]
[With the impending end of the world, the blockade between the upper and lower districts was lifted. Svarog led the "Fire Ground" organization in a final assault from the lower district.]
[The Fire Ground's assault failed.]
[Destruction embraced this icy world.]
[Game Over.]
[To ensure the player's gaming experience, simulation memories have been loaded.]
Bronya watched as the text on the screen stopped scrolling, the simulation memories merging smoothly into her mind as if she had personally experienced everything.
Her gaze became slightly dazed as she looked out the window at the cold sun hanging in the sky, seemingly seeing a twisted cursed sun instead.
The feeling of being eroded and annihilated by the rift was unpleasant, even though it happened in the simulation, it felt real after the memories were loaded.
Bronya even hallucinated that she was truly twisted by the rift and turned into nothingness.
She puffed her cheeks and shook her head, her triple-turbine curls shaking behind her as if trying to shake off these illusions.
It wasn't until she felt dizzy from shaking her head that she sat down on the edge of the bed, the hallucinations in her mind dissolving like being evenly mixed.
When she opened her eyes, everything before her was no longer strange; her bedroom was as warm as ever.
On the table were old photos of her and her mother, with Cocolia gently holding the young Bronya, who was cluelessly grabbing at the medal on her mother's chest, softly telling her stories of the Builders.
Looking at this photo, Bronya's face, hardened by the hallucinations, softened instantly, as if she was back in her mother's arms listening to lullabies.
The past two years of memories also calmed in her mind, no longer stirring up waves.
The screen before her also refreshed with new text at the right moment—
[This Life Simulation score: 20 points]
[You have gained 200 world experience points.]
[As the leader of the Silvermane Guards and the next High Guardian of Belobog, you have disappointed everyone's expectations.]
[Your personal guard Ron cleared the path for you, removing all obstacles, but your willfulness turned everything into a mirage.]
[To rescue you from the rift, your followers sacrificed their lives, but it resulted in the fall of Belobog.]
[As the last ruler in Belobog's history, although you know how to use people well, you lack the ability to solve problems yourself.]
[In the end, you were just a girl chasing after your mother's shadow, losing your composure without her presence... You did not grow at all.]
Looking at the evaluation on the screen and recalling the past two years, Bronya's expression became quite complicated.
The memories in her mind were so clear; she still remembered the late-night agreement with Ron, the Guards rallied to counterattack by Ron's encouragement in the training ground, and him staying behind in the rift, disregarding his own life...
Thinking carefully, even in the final crisis when the rift creatures attacked Belobog, if she hadn't impulsively rushed into the rift, Ron would have been able to protect Belobog.
The real reason for Belobog's fall was actually herself...
She had held Ron back.
Realizing this, Bronya couldn't help but feel self-critical, deepening her doubts about herself.
However, before she could wallow in self-pity, the screen in front of her changed again:
[You have completed a simulation. Please choose—]
[1. Obtain "Armory Key" x1]
[2. Obtain "Silvermane Guard Leader Outfit" x1]
[3. Obtain "Cold-eaten Sunset Fish" x1]
...I didn't get anything useful this time.
Looking at the rewards on the screen, Bronya felt a bit helpless.
This simulation was a complete loss. She hadn't gained anything and had lost the chance to protect Belobog due to her willfulness...
She sighed softly and chose the first option, taking the armory key from Belobog.
A heavy silver iron key materialized out of thin air and fell into Bronya's hand.
The main reason for choosing this was because the other two options were of no use; only this one had some potential utility.
For instance, if the real-life Bronya needed to stage a coup...
This thought flashed through her mind and was immediately dismissed. She muttered to herself:
"No... No, Bronya, you can't have such dangerous thoughts!"
She forcibly shifted her focus from this rebellious thought to the screen in front of her.
"Better to run the simulation again... Strike while the iron is hot and correct all the mistakes from last time..."
Bronya murmured to herself and clicked to start the simulation.
"The mistake last time was my willfulness, dragging Ron down..."
"People with his talents have enough capability on their own. My actions were redundant."
"So this time, if I do nothing and fully support Ron, it should definitely succeed, right?"
Doing nothing means doing everything, just waiting for Ron, the golden card, to perform!
With this thought, Bronya looked expectantly at the text appearing on the screen:
[In the 700th year of the Builder Era, High Guardian Cocolia sent you to the logistics armory with a single order, assigning you a few Silvermane Guards to watch the gates.]
[A squad of Silvermane Guards joined your team.]
...
[You promoted Silvermane Officer Ron, appointing him as your personal guard.]
[In April, your personal guard Ron requested that you assign him a few Silvermane Guards. He intends to venture into the rift to clear out the rift creatures.]
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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