Ask about what Wen Mingde is troubling over

📍 Herta Space Station Base Zone

Mr. Wen, excuse me...

Wen Mingde

...Who? Who is interrupting me? If it is the Xenohydro, then show yourself at once!

Wen Mingde

Ahem, so it's you, {NICKNAME}. You're also here to volunteer in the Curio Collection Squad... Wait, don't come over here!

Wen Mingde

Just say one or two words.

Options

...

One.

Ahahaha.

Wen Mingde

I'm not kidding. You have to say one and two.

Options

One.

One, two.

Ahahaha.

Wen Mingde

You don't have to laugh like that.

Wen Mingde

You don't have to laugh like that.

Wen Mingde

... No abnormal watery sound in your pronunciation. Pupillary reflex normal, perspiration reaction normal.

Wen Mingde

Okay, now you can come over and let me touch your forehead—

Wen Mingde

The Xenohydro can't achieve this level of likeness... Alas, the lead was once again inconclusive. Even if the recollection of Curios is the top priority in the Declaration of Revival, it is proving to be a difficult task in practice.

Options

Xenohydro?

Curio Collection?

Declaration of Revival?

Well, you truly are a man of dedication, Mr. Wen.

Wen Mingde

As you know, since the establishment of the Herta Space Station, five departments have been established to focus on the collection and study of Curios, including Ecology, Geopolitics, Mysticism, Geography, and Implement Arts.

Wen Mingde

This monster invasion caused the loss of roughly half of the hundreds of collections held by each department.

Wen Mingde

They come in all kinds of sizes and shapes. Some are inactive and harmless, some emit poison for no reason, not to mention some biological types of Curios that can plan their own escape, which is a real headache.

Wen Mingde

There is a Curio called the Xenohydro that has the ability to replicate the appearance of other people at will. This allows it to wreak havoc and confusion wherever it goes, as it can easily assume various false identities.

Wen Mingde

The Curio Collection Squad is an emergency team I put together. The team's mission is to support post-disaster reconstruction and ensure that all of its needs are met during this difficult time.

Wen Mingde

As the name suggests, it is mainly responsible for collecting the Curios that have been displaced due to the recent monster invasion.

Wen Mingde

Surely, you must have heard of Mrs. Hinkel's famous Declaration of Revival, right?

Wen Mingde

"Our fellow researchers were slaughtered by monsters. Their lifeless forms were cold and woeful..."

Wen Mingde

Woeful...

Wen Mingde

Alas, I can't recall the exact wording. After all, Mrs. Hinkel's style is unique and not easily imitable.

Wen Mingde

*sigh* It's all because of that Xenohydro's trickery. This has been tormenting me to no end! That's why we had to have that conversation earlier.

Wen Mingde

The squad has been searching for the Xenohydro for some time, but to no avail. A member of the squad named Abraham has even gone missing... It is true what they say — when it rains, it pours.

Options

Missing? I can help with this.

Is it the Abraham I know?

Wen Mingde

That's great. I was just getting worried that I can't spare anyone to go find him.

Wen Mingde

Abraham is easy to identify. He is thin, wearing glasses, and always mumbling about "Life is but a path to death."

Wen Mingde

You don't even pay attention to how he looks. You can just take a moment to listen to the words being said. He somehow always manages to drop this line at least once every five sentences.

Wen Mingde

According to the squad members, Abraham was last seen in the storage zone.

Wen Mingde

*sigh* Even though Abraham can be quite the downer, which has been a real torture for his colleagues...

Options

Still we can't just leave him.

I can't stand him either.

Wen Mingde

But we can't just leave him.

Wen Mingde

Oh, you know him? He was recently transferred to this squad from Mrs. Hinkel's, always mumbling about...

Options

Life is but a path to death.

Wen Mingde

That's right! He says this at least once out of every five sentences.

Wen Mingde

According to the squad members, Abraham was last seen in the storage zone.

Wen Mingde

*sigh* Even though Abraham can be quite the downer, which has been a real torture for his colleagues...

Options

Still we can't just leave him.

I can't stand him either.

Wen Mingde

But we can't just leave him.

Wen Mingde

Right now, all squad members are busy searching for missing Curios. And I'll also have to handle the whole Xenohydro situation. So it's all up to you to find Abraham.

Wen Mingde

If you bring him back safely, the Department of Implement Arts will reward you quite handsomely.

Find and bring back the timid researcher Abraham

📍 Herta Space Station Storage Zone

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Move

Abraham

T—Today I'm going to get justice for Alfred!

Abraham

Whoa, whoa — don't come near me, go away—

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Combat

Ask about how Abraham went missing

Abraham

Hey, did you notice that one of the monsters you just defeated had a different body build? Even the joint on its left leg looked different from the others.

Abraham

I'm pretty sure that's what... what killed Alfred!

Abraham

I did it! I finally did it! I finally avenged Alfred!

Abraham

I had to gather up so much courage to come do Mr. Wen's errands, and who knew it would turn out to be an avenging trip? Is this fate? *sniff*

Options

Running errands for Mr. Wen?

Mr. Wen said you were missing.

You almost died!

Abraham

Yep, Mr. Wen asked me to go to the Curio Sorting Room in the Storage Zone to pick up an item for him.

Abraham

This makes no sense... Look, he also gave me this executive order.

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Notice of Ad Hoc Transfer

Abraham

See? This is the executive order that Mr. Wen personally gave me. It's a notice of an Ad Hoc Transfer. All written in black and white, clear as day.

Options

So even boxers can be Curio?

Your name is Aburgerham?

You actually believe that!?

Abraham

Are they not!? If it's just an ordinary pair of boxers, why would Mr. Wen ask me to pick them up?

Abraham

Maybe Mr. Wen was so busy with his chores and stuff that he made an honest mistake.

Abraham

Mr. Wen said I was missing? But he was the one who sent me here to fetch stuff for him.

Abraham

This makes no sense... Look, he also gave me this executive order.

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Notice of Ad Hoc Transfer

Abraham

See? This is the executive order that Mr. Wen personally gave me. It's a notice of an Ad Hoc Transfer. All written in black and white, clear as day.

Options

So even boxers can be Curio?

Your name is Aburgerham?

You actually believe that!?

Abraham

Are they not!? If it's just an ordinary pair of boxers, why would Mr. Wen ask me to pick them up?

Abraham

Maybe Mr. Wen was so busy with his chores and stuff that he made an honest mistake.

Abraham

The order was handed to me by Mr. Wen Mingde himself. It can't be a mistake.

Abraham

I still remember that his pupils were dilated, head covered in sweat, hands cold, and even his throat made a faint gurgling sound.

Abraham

He must've been really eager to get the Curio, so I have to get this done for him...

Options

This smells fishy!

Let's go back and check this with Mr. Wen.

Then go and fetch your thing.

Abraham

Why are you so weird about this? You aren't freaked out by the monsters like I was before, are you?

Abraham

I don't think this is a good idea. Mr. Wen Mingde personally gave me the task, and I can't just go back without completing it first...

Abraham

Why the change? Weird... You aren't freaked out by the monsters like I was before?

Abraham

Anyway, it's safe here. I'll go and get the Curio soon.

Abraham

If you have any doubts, just take this transfer order. Go back and ask Mr. Wen Mingde about it...

Abraham

Life is but a path to death... Besides, I'm still pretty alive now.

Abraham

The way you care so much about me reminds me of Alfred... Now, my wish is finally fulfilled.

Abraham

But before I return, I still have to pick up a thing for Mr. Wen in the Curio Sorting Room.

Options

He said you were missing.

Abraham

Mr. Wen said I was missing? But he was the one who sent me here.

Abraham

This makes no sense... Look, he also gave me this executive order.

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Notice of Ad Hoc Transfer

Abraham

See? This is the executive order that Mr. Wen personally gave me. It's a notice of an Ad Hoc Transfer. All written in black and white, clear as day.

Options

So even boxers can be Curio?

Your name is Aburgerham?

You actually believe that!?

Abraham

Are they not!? If it's just an ordinary pair of boxers, why would Mr. Wen ask me to pick them up?

Abraham

Maybe Mr. Wen was so busy with his chores and stuff that he made an honest mistake.

Step forward and identify the real Wen Mingde

📍 Herta Space Station Base Zone

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Move

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

Drop the act, already.

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

You drop the act.

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

I know it's you. You've been pretending to be me, deceiving everyone with your shenanigans. And now you have the audacity to stand here in front of me.

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

Excuse me, but who are you calling a fake? I was standing right here the whole time. You're the one who just appeared out of nowhere. I have witnesses who can confirm that. So tell me, who do you think looks suspicious here? You or me?

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

Now, everyone, the situation is clear as day. It's already well-known that Xenohydro has been on the loose for a long time. Xenohydro can change its form and mimic others' appearances so perfectly that it's virtually impossible to tell the difference...

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

But I never would have thought that this creature would be so bold, approaching us like this and trying to take my place.

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

Don't try to steal my words. You accused me of being fake, but do you have any proof to back up your claim?

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

What about your claim? And where is the evidence to support it?

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

{NICKNAME}, you arrive just in time. What do you think?

Options

Ugh. I should probably leave.

I might have a way to solve this.

You guys should fight it out.

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

Wait, don't just leave. You're now the only one who can prove that I am really me. I am the real Wen Mingde, who just spoke with you earlier. Remember?

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

What is it then? Spit it out. I don't want to waste any more time with that thing!

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

Ugh, you really don't care, do you?

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

By the way, where's Abraham? Did you find him?

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

And what's this transfer order in your hands...

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

Retrieve the Boxer with Colored Tortoiseshell Pattern... You cheeky Xenohydro! How dare you use my identity to steal such a valuable Curio!

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

Now that the evidence is all clear, it's time to end this. I suggest {NICKNAME} make the call.

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

I agree. {NICKNAME}, what do you say?

Options

We should check the vital signs.

Check the signature.

We should check the boxers!

That's it for now.

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

We've done that already. The team here has checked our pupils, sweat glands, voice, and body temperature.

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

But perhaps the tension was simply too high to act normally. Our pupils were both dilated, we were both sweating profusely, our voices were trembling, and our bodies were cold to the touch.

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

Ugh! Wish I wasn't so worked up, otherwise we would've been able to tell by now.

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

Don't waste your time. The note signed "Wen Mingy" was obviously a blatant mockery of me by the Xenohydro.

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

He can imitate my looks and personality really well, so I don't think that handwriting will be too difficult for him either.

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

I noticed both of us are carrying the written orders for the team's daily attendance, which you can review at will.

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

Those boxers are a Curio and are not to be worn! Not to mention that they are not my personal property. What's there to check!

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

...

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

These boxers are clearly planted by the Xenohydro! I, Wen Mingde, the dignified leader of the Department of Implement Arts and head of the Curio Collection Squad, will not allow the Xenohydro to mock me like this!

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

{NICKNAME}, what do you think?

Options

(Wait and see)

(Try to dupe him)

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

*sigh* Can't believe I'm gonna say this, but the easiest way is to arrest both of us.

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

What do you mean?

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

At this point, I must stop the Xenohydro from further harming the space station. To protect the whole team, I am willing to sacrifice my own freedom.

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

Don't act so holier-than-thou...

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

I also think that, if we're locked up long enough, the Xenohydro will get bored eventually and show its true colors.

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

I see. So you are just trying to drag me into the same miserable situation as you.

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

Even if I get locked up in the containment chamber, I can still lead the Curio retrieval efforts.

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

Ugh. I don't wanna go back!

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

What did you just say?

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

"Go back"? Everybody heard him. He admitted it!

Options

All's fair in love and war.

Seriously!?

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

...

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

Hehe, hehehe, Mr. Wen Mingy, your willingness to "sacrifice" yourself like that is quite touching, isn't it?

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

I only wanted to tease you a bit. Never expected to catch so much attention.

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

Unfortunately for you, I won't give up that easily—

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

After so many questions, I think you would've made your choice, no?

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

I don't think {F#she}{M#he} has.

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

Don't listen to him. It's up to {NICKNAME} to make the call. Who's real and who's fake?

Options

The one on the left?

The one on the right?

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

Haha! I knew I was right about you. Good choice, good choice!

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

Ugh, why should we trust your judgment? You are a stinky outsider who came out of nowhere...

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

Don't be a sore loser.

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

Huh? His pupils are dilating abnormally. Sweat is quickly secreting all over his body, and his hair is wet...

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

He is the Xenohydro!

Options

Ha! So it worked!

Actually, that was a random pick.

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

*gurgle*... You spoiled my plan. This is not fun...

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

How dare you expose me? I'll make you pay...

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

Hee, hee hee, you made the right choice. Hurry up and lock up the fake on the opposite side, *gurgle*...

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

I'm not the Xenohydro! Wait a minute, did anyone hear him make that weird noise?

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

Don't waste your time, *gurgle*. Even {NICKNAME} says you're a fake, *gurgle*...

Wen Mingde With Hand on Hip

That's the watery, guttural sound unique to the Xenohydro!

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

*gurgle*... I got carried away. Never could've thought I'd fail at the last minute...

Options

Well, I guess I got it right after all.

Ugh, at least keep the act till the end.

Wen Mingde With Hands Spread out

Well, I guess I'll have to sort you out.

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Combat

Find out about countermeasures to deal with the Xenohydro's escape

Wen Mingde

The Xenohydro's combat abilities have been neutralized.

Wen Mingde

Everyone, fall in an olive-shaped formation! And use the central elevator as our starting point! Prepare for the collection process! Pay attention to anyone suspicious around you!

{NICKNAME}

(There is a burst of chaotic activity and everything was a blur. Something seems to be moving fast!)

{NICKNAME}

(... The chaos gradually subsides.)