"Sir, surely you can't be saying you can revive me?"
A look of disbelief surfaced on Calderon Chadwick's face. The fact that Fu Zhu, as a Nameless, had not ordered him to end this matter was already surprising enough, but now the man was suggesting he could revive him.
Could it be that this gentleman had another identity besides that of a Nameless—perhaps an Envoy of Abundance?
"Revival might be a stretch, but freeing you from the constraints of being a mere 'memory' so that you can move about freely? That, I can do."
Fu Zhu pulled an [Anvil] out of his backpack and placed it on the ground. Then, he took out a [Name Tag], modified it into a blank format on the anvil, and slapped it onto Chadwick's shoulder.
Instantly, a small, transparent rectangular box appeared above Chadwick's head. It was hard to spot unless one looked closely.
Chadwick looked up strangely, but he couldn't see the transparent box moving with his head. He only knew that Fu Zhu had just tapped him with something resembling a bookmark, and that bookmark had vanished. Immediately following that, he felt an obscure sensation—his body seemed lighter than before, though there were no other obvious changes.
"Sir, what did you just do?"
"[Name Tag]. The file I gave you contains its description and my annotations."
With Fu Zhu's reminder, Chadwick immediately recalled the document regarding MC contributions that Fu Zhu had given him earlier. It recorded the effects of the vast majority of MC tools and some special interactions Fu Zhu had discovered.
Among them was the [Name Tag].
"Is this the same [Name Tag] that granted reality to the lies of that Fictional Historiographer?!"
"Yes." Fu Zhu nodded, then added a thoughtful explanation, "From now on, as a memory entity, you are no longer restricted by the rules of this world, but rather follow the rules of another world. Therefore, you don't have to worry about your identity as a memory preventing you from leaving the Dreamscape."
After listening to Fu Zhu, Chadwick still looked at his hands with skepticism. Originally, after being rescued by Fu Zhu from the clutches of The Family and The Company, he had thought that assisting Fu Zhu with MC research would be his final academic endeavor. He hadn't expected that he could truly continue to 'live'.
MC technology was truly miraculous!
"Alright, I'll send you off first. Save the thanks for later."
Fu Zhu placed blocks on the ground and constructed a [Nether Portal]. Grabbing Chadwick's shoulder, he threw him in, then followed him through.
Chadwick was startled, but soon found himself in a completely different, desolate world. He looked around, and just as he was about to express his views on this new world, Fu Zhu built another [Nether Portal] nearby and tossed him through that one as well.
Fu Zhu hadn't wanted to be this troublesome, but considering that Chadwick, unlike Screwllum, had absolutely no self-defense capabilities, leaving him in the Nether meant any random monster could beat him up. It was safer to send him to the Overworld.
When Fu Zhu stepped through the [Nether Portal], he found that the gate had coincidentally appeared in the very village where he and Herta had conducted their research. Even more coincidentally, Herta and Screwllum were also in the village. Noticing the sudden appearance of the [Nether Portal], the two of them rushed over immediately, coming face-to-face with Fu Zhu and Chadwick.
"Fu Zhu?" Seeing it was him, Herta crossed her arms and grumbled in annoyance, "Although I'm happy you want to help me study the Simulated Universe, can't you walk through the front door?"
"Do I look like I have the time?"
Fu Zhu rolled his eyes at Herta, speechless. He then pushed the bewildered Chadwick toward the two of them. "Help me look after Dr. Chadwick. I'm busy fighting over in Penacony."
With that, Fu Zhu didn't even turn his head before diving back into the [Nether Portal], leaving Chadwick staring at Herta and Screwllum.
Chadwick recognized Herta and Screwllum at a glance. The former was famous across the universe for her appearance and wisdom, while Screwllum was famous for... well, he had met Screwllum before.
"Lady Herta? Mr. Screwllum? I didn't expect to meet you under these circumstances. It is truly surprising."
"You are?" Herta squinted at Chadwick, not recognizing him.
It was Screwllum who looked at Chadwick with some surprise. "Dr. Chadwick? You... are still alive? My apologies, I was abrupt. But according to my knowledge, you are not a long-life species, and considering the time since our last meeting, your lifespan should have reached its end."
Chadwick smiled and waved his hand, indicating he didn't mind Screwllum's faux pas. "I am indeed dead. However, because of the Imaginary Implosion Pulse technology, my memory was replicated in Penacony by The Family and The Company. It was only recently, thanks to Mr. Fu Zhu's help, that I was able to escape."
"What? The people of The Family actually went that far..."
Herta's voice turned displeased. The puppet beside her was clearly interested in this anomaly. She stepped forward quickly, extending a hand to press on Chadwick's shoulder. After a careful inspection, she looked at Chadwick with some surprise and asked, "You... really are dead? Why do you feel like those Memokeepers from the Garden of Recollection now? Did Fu Zhu possess the means to transform humans into Memokeepers?"
Chadwick looked at Herta with some surprise. It wasn't because he was shocked by his own physical condition, but because he felt that since Mr. Fu Zhu knew these two, why didn't they know about the [Name Tag]'s ability?
"Do you two not know?"
Herta and Screwllum shook their heads in unison. If they knew, they wouldn't be this surprised!
Chadwick, whose back had been slightly hunched, suddenly straightened up. Looking at the envy in Herta and Screwllum's eyes, he felt incredibly smug. It seemed Mr. Fu Zhu had only shared this MC technical knowledge with him alone. Was this the treatment of one of his own?
"Heh, actually, this is just a little invention casually made by Mr. Fu Zhu called a [Name Tag]. Previously, he used this item to grant truth to the lies created by a Fictional Historiographer, allowing him to avoid disappearing after his script was debunked."
"That's not fair! Fu Zhu actually has secrets from me!"
Herta immediately stomped her foot in jealousy. Although she said everyone having their own little secrets was normal, she was just jealous of Chadwick. Why did he know so much about Fu Zhu's technology!
Chadwick faced Herta's resentment with a smile and said nothing. He casually found a stone block and sat down, turning on his phone to review the document Fu Zhu had given him.
Since the [Name Tag] casually produced by Mr. Fu Zhu had such special effects, didn't that mean other items without special effects listed might also have them?
"Mr. is a busy man. He doesn't have time to experiment. But now it's different. As Mr.'s assistant, I have a duty to shoulder this responsibility and help Mr. verify the special effects of all these items!"