Life Simulation: I Caused the Female Sword Immortal to Regret Forever-Chapter 320:

“Sorcerer, is the outside world all like this?”

“Mm, it’s different from what you remember, isn’t it?”

The Nether Crow flew swiftly, spreading its wings and slicing through the sky. In just a day or two, they had completely left the lands Sylvia was familiar with, heading toward distant regions.

What unfolded before her was a desolate landscape, much like Crowfield. The undead wandered aimlessly across barren lands, trampling over decayed buildings, their hoarse wails carrying no meaning, spreading endlessly throughout the world.

From time to time, traces of the living could be seen, but they were too few—far from the prosperity the girl once knew.

“That… that is… the ruins of the royal capital?”

Suddenly, her emerald eyes flashed with shock.

Sylvia saw it—the very kingdom to which the Crowfield family once belonged, the glorious capital city of a thousand years ago, now reduced to a city of the dead, ravaged by wind and sand. The number of undead wandering within was not in the tens of thousands, but far beyond that. Even at a glance, the scale reached into the hundreds of thousands.

At that moment, Sylvia finally understood, with absolute clarity, the changes that had occurred in the sorcerer’s world.

The beautiful past had become nothing more than a memory. Everything lost would never return.

She was a relic of a bygone era, a dead soul who no longer belonged to this time.

No one in this new world remembered her name.

Except—

As if recalling something, Sylvia tensed slightly and shifted closer to Xu Xi, her movements subtle but noticeable.

“Sylvia, are you afraid of heights?”

“No, Sorcerer, I am simply moving to better protect you.”

The brave hero was a little stubborn.

Her emerald eyes reflected the gray sky and the man’s silhouette before her, filling her with an unexpected sense of security.

“Sorcerer, where are we going next?”

After calming down, the armored undead girl couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity. This was her first time leaving the kingdom where the Crowfield family had once resided.

“If you mean our final destination, we’ll head to the Divine Plateau in the world’s center. I have something I want to verify there.”

“As for now, I’m looking for a suitable location.”

“A place to set up a temporary workshop, rebuild your armor and weapons, and teach you a new training method.”

Xu Xi turned his head, glancing at Sylvia, who was quietly shifting closer. His voice carried a hint of resignation.

“Sylvia, you can just sit here directly.”

“Really?!”

“Yes, really.”

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Xu Xi took out a new cushion, spread it beside him, and gestured for her to sit.

Sylvia sat down, her posture upright, the plates of her armor neatly aligned, exuding an unspoken heroism. She did not forget to express her gratitude.

“Thank you, Sorcerer.”

[After reading the records from White Crow Tower, you had noted multiple locations. Based on various historical sources, you deduced that something significant had happened in the center of the sorcerer’s world. There was a high probability that it was the site of the ritual that summoned the underworld. You were curious about it and wanted to explore the truth of the sorcerer’s world while researching souls. You felt that you might see something different in the Divine Plateau at the world’s center. Even if there was no great discovery, it didn’t matter.]

[The journey itself was the greatest treasure.]

[You could still grow stronger, continue delving into the mysteries of life and death, and train the frail hero so that she would be capable of surviving on her own.]

[For that, you decided to take a short pause.]

[First, you needed to change Sylvia’s appearance and guide her growth, testing whether she had the potential to become a sorcerer.]

Half a month later, Xu Xi and Sylvia landed in a small town. There was a sorcerer’s tower standing there, belonging to an aging sorcerer stuck at the first ring. If Xu Xi stepped forward, the old sorcerer would likely offer him resources with utmost respect—or even hand over his tower entirely. But Xu Xi had no interest in such things.

He had only come here because of the number of undead in the area, thinking it would be a good place to harvest soul fire.

“Hmm…”

“When I build a sorcerer’s tower in the future, I must add a floating function so that it can move with me in real time.”

“That way, I wouldn’t have to set things up again every time I reach a new place.”

Outside the town, Xu Xi murmured to himself, brown light glowing from his hands. The uneven ground smoothed out as he quickly constructed a concealed workshop. The solid workbenches were filled with enchanted materials and experimental instruments.

These preparations were not for Xu Xi himself.

They were for Sylvia Crowfield.

From now on, Sylvia would be traveling with him, which meant she would inevitably come into contact with others. Naturally, her current attire—too tattered to conceal her face—was no longer suitable.

“Her body needs to be outfitted with lightweight but durable enchanted armor.”

“Something that reduces her burden while still providing proper protection.”

“As for her face… maybe…”

“Maybe it doesn’t have to be completely concealed.”

Xu Xi pondered.

Half of Sylvia’s face was skeletal, a remnant of undeath. The other half remained as it had been when she was alive.

He considered leaving the human half exposed.

With the right spellwork, he could subtly adjust the hollowed side, filling it with artificial material. Combined with a cloak or a veil, it would be possible to create the illusion of a normal human face.

Just like in magical realms where demonic features were disguised—making it impossible for anyone to distinguish friend from foe.

“I should ask Sylvia what she thinks.”

[6th year of the Simulation, autumn.]

[You took Sylvia with you and left Crowfield, landing in an unknown small town to begin her training and modifications.]

[You asked the girl if she wanted to keep hiding her true appearance or accept your help in creating a half-real, half-fake face.]

[Upon hearing your question, Sylvia was silent for a long time.]

[Then, with great happiness, she chose to proceed.]

[Even if it wasn’t true flesh, even if it was still only half a face, the result was already enough to make the girl happy.]

[You began preparing the necessary materials and tools.]

[You summoned the hero into the temporary workshop.]

[“Yes, Sorcerer.”]

[The hero skillfully removed her armor and lay her skeletal body on the experiment table, allowing you to work freely.]

Slime mucus.

Liquefied rubber fruit.

Shedding from rock lizards.

Inside the bright and spacious workshop, Xu Xi carefully arranged the required materials in order. Mixing them with sorcery and soul energy, he began to blend the components together.

A new creation emerged.

A substance that could be molded and reshaped at will, mimicking the texture of human flesh. It floated above Xu Xi’s palm.

It couldn’t restore Sylvia’s lost features.

But it could mimic their shape, creating an illusion.

An illusion convincing enough to make others believe Sylvia had a normal human face.

“Are you ready, Sylvia?”

“Yes, Sorcerer. Please use my body as you see fit.”

Sylvia closed her eyes, slightly nervous.