【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

The girl's first reaction was disbelief.

She didn't believe, nor dared to believe, that a "person" like Dick Lapian could truly love anything.

Or is it because - this is just a dream of hers?

The girl looked at her hands in despair - this feeling of being stuck between reality and illusion was very uncomfortable, and the girl couldn't tell whether she was awake or hallucinating for a moment.

The girl lowered her eyes and began to search for clues about her in the earth's veins.

The tragic battle in my memory was mentioned briefly in all the documents.

The girl's consciousness was searching through the earth's veins, and it was difficult to piece it together again. Whenever she felt that she was extremely close to that period of history, she would get an unbearable headache and have to give up.

But when the girl gave up searching in the earth's veins and actually recalled it in her mind, that time appeared so real.

Is it a paradox in history?

"History" is formed after the "event" ends——

Since the girl has died in the incident, it is definitely impossible to watch that period of history as "oneself".

This should be similar to the existence of "rules" of ley lines.

It's just that the existence of "memory" itself is a huge loophole. Those untouchable moments in history will be imprinted in the minds of those who have actually experienced them.

History can be written or even tampered with by future generations, but memory cannot.

This is logical. After all, subjective and objective deviations of a thing are allowed to exist.

and so--

She couldn't explore all of this in the earth's veins. Instead, she could find that history in her memory - the evidence that she had truly experienced everything.

She really devoted herself to such a period of ups and downs in history.

Similarly, she also realized something——

Even if she will have a certain impact on history, she cannot change the important nodes and the final outcome.

Have to admit.

It seems that at every important node, she was involved and pushed it to the predetermined ending.

After finally confirming these, the girl felt her heartbeat "dong-dong", speeding up the beating pattern.

Wait, "Heartbeat"?

The girl covered her chest in surprise.

This time, the energy of the beating earth veins could only operate irregularly. At this moment, she actually felt the rhythm - like a real heartbeat.

Huge joy filled his chest, contrasting with the sadness and pain, making the beating in his chest become dull and painful.

But the girl was not in the mood to care about the discomfort caused by this beating - she just felt that she could not control the joy that was about to overflow, and she eagerly wanted to find someone to share it with.

She held her heart in her hands and forgot everything——

Look for Albedo, look for Wendy, look for...

But before this joy could fully unfold, the girl's sight broke into a wall with luxurious dark patterns - a room that did not belong to her.

The girl's mouth opened slightly due to excitement and slowly closed it again. The huge joy was rushed away, leaving only the depression that could not be resolved.

Forget it.

The girl laughed to herself.

What are you being pretentious about?

It’s just that no one shares it.

Even if no one shares it, this is good enough news.

There was a knock on the door, and the girl turned her head, but the door had been pushed open.

It's the "rich man" and "death" who is leaning against the doorframe pitifully.

"What's up?"

The "rich man" gestured and stepped aside, only to be followed by seven or eight waiters, carrying dishes. They lined up and walked in one by one, even the last waiter was holding a tray with desserts, wet wipes, square towels, and roses on it.

"This is?"

The girl looked at the waiter's actions and didn't react at all.

The room where the girl lived - or rather the suite - had a small round table for two people.

At this time, the dishes were piled high. The waiter who entered the room at the end was stunned for a moment. Then, with extremely high professionalism, he stacked the desserts - a small cake and a pudding - on top of the dishes, and put the square towel on top of the dishes. He spread it out in front of the girl, wiped the girl's hands with a wet wipe, and stuck the rose between the two plates.

The most awe-inspiring thing is——

He performed these movements with one hand.

Horror!

The "rich man" acted like a common man, beckoned them to leave, and then he pulled out the chair opposite the girl and sat down without thinking that he was an outsider.

Okay, he is indeed not an outsider. After all, the entire second floor of the hotel has been contracted by him.

"Don't be surprised, Miss," the 'rich man' smiled reassuringly, "Every salary should be worth it."

"The dish just now may not be to your liking, what about these?"

Only then did the girl remember the table full of delicacies that she had just left behind.

The "rich man" pushed up his glasses, and his eyes seemed to open slightly:

"I don't want to be said that a dignified capitalist can't even support himself."

-

It was noon the next day to get on the carriage.

Perhaps out of some distrust, the "rich man" asked the girl to ride with him.

At the same time, "Death" obviously didn't want to be separated from the girl, so he also stuck to it stickyly; the other Hakimi Doyun adhered to the belief that "although he is not awake, he will lose if he doesn't keep up" and was sleeping Before passing by, with persistence and hard work, the girl put it on her shoulders.

So in this carriage, it becomes:

Moneybags, Heartthrob, and Hakimi.

"how is the progress?"

The girl finally comforted "Death" and looked up at the "rich man" who was reading something.

"Three."

The girl tilted her head.

"Three were lost."

The girl counted the days and was a little surprised:

"so fast?"

The "rich man" chuckled:

"Thanks to the information, Miss." "The rich man" paused, "I don't know what Miss's name is, how can I show it in front of the people of Zhidong——"

"Publicity lady?"

Wait, there's still this.

The girl looked away nervously.

Although in the eyes of the "rich man", only one day had passed since they discussed the plan, but in reality, almost a year had passed for the girl.

A year of chaos and chaos.

But the girl couldn't say that she didn't take this issue to heart at all, so she didn't show it on her face and just said lightly:

"It should be a basic quality for intelligence workers not to reveal their names, right?"

The "rich man" nodded in agreement.

then:

"So, what's your name, miss?"

"..."

The "Doctor" must have guessed the girl's identity more or less. Although the "Rich Man" and the "Doctor" are cooperating, this does not mean that the "Doctor" has revealed everything.

If the "rich man" wants to seize a little initiative in this seemingly incompatible situation, in addition to threatening funds, he can only use the girl as a breakthrough point.

But judging from the current purposes revealed by the two people, their interests do not conflict.

They must have greater ambitions.

I was somehow involved in a complicated situation.

The girl was a little annoyed, but she was already on the pirate ship and she had no other choice.

"If you must have a name," the girl paused, "just call me 'Chisu'."