With too many knives, I was forced to save the world

"I think you should set yourself a goal or a hobby or something."

Fyodor sat there helplessly while the boy behind him braided his slightly long black hair—it was still braided.

But obviously his hair volume can't meet the needs of the other party.

"...Well, I don't know."

He smiled and inserted a white lily into his braid, "Sure enough, the flowers of this season are the most beautiful."

Fyodor: "...maybe try growing flowers."

He got up silently, and shook his hair, he thought, as long as it is another person, it may not be able to stand up and try to touch his hair.

"There is no need to grow flowers. Those delicate creatures are too difficult to raise... Besides, only the elderly will have such a hobby."

He looked at the braids that were barely braided together on the back of the black-haired boy, and with his movements, he swayed back and forth like branches and leaves bent by the morning dew, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"I heard."

Fyodor didn't turn his head back, "I'm really curious where you learned your technology from."

"Speaking of this...Of course Miss Benia, who lives next door to us, taught me..." He grabbed the white hair that was hanging down on both sides of his cheeks, wrapped it around his fingertips a few times, and let them fall again, " It's a pity that my hair is like wool and won't grow at all, otherwise I would also like to wear two braids that can go up and down with my movements."

"...Did the last experiment fail?"

Fyodor knew that the boy in front of him was like software, and he could go back and upgrade every once in a while when the technology made progress.

For example, a certain upgrade allowed him to grow taller like an ordinary person, and he flew towards him like a happy bird, then raised his toes and cheered in a sweet voice: "Fei Jia, look, I can grow taller." .”

And as he came into contact with more and more things, Fyodor found that he began to have his own thinking, the independence of that pure soul.

"...Miss Benia is getting married."

He sat sullenly on a white pew in the church.

"Marriage means that two people will live together forever, right? When I went to look for her this morning, her husband told me euphemistically that I don't need to visit Miss Benia every day."

Fyodor heard the boy's sad tone...

The boy who is getting more and more out of the original container and looks like a brand new human is now also seeking to explore for the answer to something.

Fyodor did not like this transformation.

As if something was out of his control.

"...Yes, marriage is sacred, and they swear to each other that they will unite two human beings who love each other."

Fyodor calmly explained.

He didn't have any opinion on this, but just sighed pretendingly, "Miss Benia said the same thing as Fei Jia."

He looked up at Fyodor who stood under the icon like a devout believer.

"She also wanted me to take up a hobby...something."

The white-haired boy rubbed his chin, "... I think Miss Benia recently wore... that is called a ring, right? The jewelry is very beautiful... Well, it's not really beautiful, it's just that she looked at the ring Time is more vivid than the expression looking at me."

"I also wanted to get a taste of what it would be like to have that look on my face."

Listening to his innocent and yearning words, Fyodor slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, "Maybe Miss Benia just likes the sparkling diamonds on the ring, they are very precious gemstones for people and have extraordinary value .”

He misled the young man slowly.

Those so-called complicated emotions... don't need to be crowned for him.

That's fine now, isn't it?

"Is that so... Then I will work hard to collect the gems of the world, and then put them together, so that I can understand Miss Benia's feelings at that time."

Without any doubt, he believed Fyodor's words and set a beautiful goal for himself.

Fyodor smiled slightly.

"I will help you."

……

"Good night~"

The white-haired boy is sitting on the white jade statue in the center of the fountain. The fountain here has long ceased to flow water, and the pool is covered with withered and fallen leaves. The silhouette of the boy is reflected in the water between the debris. He drags his chin with one hand His fingertips tapped the corners of his lips, looking holy and beautiful.

In contrast, there were people lying quietly on the ground beside the pool, as if they were asleep. Fyodor stood not far from here. He looked at those ignorant people who were forgiven by death, and chuckled. , "Your ability is really powerful."

A few words can make these people willing to go to death.

"...They said that the original me can easily instigate anyone, and is the most powerful person with supernatural powers... Unfortunately, I think the me they described is not me."

The boy swayed his crossed legs, with an innocent and harmless expression, "Fei Jia, I have always had a problem, the living...breathing, is it "I"? "

He raised his head and looked at the distant and vast sky.

Fyodor looked up at him, and immediately closed his eyes.

"You live forever."

He announced softly.

He just wants to live, that's all.

"Ah...Fei Jia, since we have helped them obtain salvation, do we still need to cover them with a white cloth?"

He suddenly remembered something and asked.

"No need."

Fyodor said.

The young man didn't know what to think of, his green eyes flashed, as if he had made up his mind, he said, "If one day, I also suffer from sin... Fei Jia remember to cover me with a white cloth, I also want to Shrouded in holy white, run to the heaven I long for."

Fyodor nodded slowly and gently.

Immediately he took out an emerald gemstone with a uniform texture, "I hope you still like it."

The young man fell in one month, and he took it as if he had found a treasure, "Well...it feels so strange. It's just a gem, but I can feel a very, very indescribable feeling... But thank you Fei good."

"As expected, I still love Fei Jia the most."

Maybe they will go on like this forever, Fyodor thought, the boy is really suitable to be with him in order to eliminate sins.

But... now he wants to ask for more, he wants to cut off the last shackles on the young man, he wants to get a complete person who only belongs to him and only needs his companions, and together they will go to the light that erases countless sins in the world the road.

And that's too easy.

"Fei Jia...I will officially put it into use tomorrow." He yawned and said in a nonchalant tone, as if he was saying that he was going for a walk tomorrow.

"Ok?"

Fyodor fastened his cloak.

"I was going to fight, and the task they gave me was very simple, and it was super easy for me... Speaking of which, they have been praising this face recently."

He lazily nestled on the chair, in a casual posture, raised his hand and pinched his face, and asked curiously: "Is this face beautiful? Or is it special?"

Fyodor glanced at his overly delicate face and said nothing.

"Then are you going?"

"Of course I'm going."

He rolled over from the bench and jumped down, "...They said that my supernatural power is at its strongest now, and I haven't fully released it yet."

"This time must be a good opportunity."

There was an emotion in his eyes that Fyodor didn't want to see.

But he also wants to know how far the boy's ability can go.

He calmly let the boy go.

The white-haired boy once again stepped into the place where he was "born". This time, he asked the question he had been asking all along: "Fei Jia said that this mark on my body should symbolize something, so... what is it?"

He only wore a light shirt that barely covered the thighs, and pointed to the marks on his thighs.

"...is the expiration date."

"My lord, the current technology can barely allow you to move around like this for ten years. After this time has passed, you can just replace it with a new one. The technology at that time will definitely be able to create a more perfect body."

The leading man's eyes shone with fanaticism, especially when he mentioned the future.

"Oh."

The young man stretched slowly, "However, I can use this body very easily... Calculated, this body should be able to be used until I am about 25 years old."

He vaguely remembered that when this body was created, it was a boy who was about fifteen years old.

The perfection of technology over so long is also making him more and more human.

"of course can."

The leader immediately agreed.

"Ah... that's good, I'm off."

He glanced at this place, the place where he was born, and at the place where he was lying on the ice coffin, where it all started... That white-haired man is the strongest psychic power user on the surface today, and died of his ability to go berserk .

He is him.

That's what everyone here says.

But he doesn't think so.

And it was this incident that made him recognize Fei Jia's "dream".

Destroy all abilities.

He approved of this idea, and felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what it came from...and what was the answer.

Like most things in this world, there are pros and cons.

If it weren't for the continuation of this man's supernatural power, he would not have been born.

And if it wasn't for the continuation of supernatural powers, he wouldn't be so heartfelt, confused, and live only because of fear of death.

Fei Jia said that there was no need to think about these things.

The boy was happy, and started the journey with a smile.

In an unmelted snow base created by supernatural powers, he met a superhuman.

He and Fei Jia have seen quite a few people with supernatural powers, and they have "saved" enough people.

This one in front of me also needs redemption, right?

He greeted in English: "Hello?"

That was the first time Chuya Zhongya saw this white-haired man. His age was between a teenager and a young man, with a childishness that had not yet faded, but also a temperament that was gradually biting.

He is very beautiful, the kind of beauty that is independent of gender, and his emerald eyes are more crystal clear than all the precious gems that Zhongya Zhongya saw during his smuggling of gems.

"Hello."

Zhong Yuanzhong replied calmly.

Is this person one of the forces to be traded this time?

He didn't act rashly.

The young man looked at his blue eyes, blinked, and then sincerely admired: "Your eyes are so beautiful...It's a pity that there are emotions in them that I don't like."

"...Maybe it's not that I don't like it?"

He asked and answered by himself.

Immediately smiled lightly.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't quite understand it either, but he could guess.

There is a pure white background behind the young man. He is wearing a pure white cloak. He seems to think that the white hair around his ears is a bit of an eyesore, so he separates them from the back. He obviously looks colorless at first glance, pale and empty. I still think he is the most dazzling person he has ever seen.

It's just less seen.

The Central Plains also want to.

"What's your name?"

Seeing that the other party didn't have any malicious intentions, he asked casually.

He blinked, "Me? I only have a code name, which can be considered a name...but it's too long, I don't want to miss it, so you can call it whatever you want."

code name?

It really is a member of the organization.

Zhongyuan Zhong also made a conclusion.