The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

Susan stood behind the door, facing Cen Jin gestured "OK", and opened the door, the black-skinned monster rushed in, Cen Jin manipulated the gravity to throw it away, and Susan took the opportunity to run out of the boiler room.

The deformed monster was wearing a red dress, with its legs spread out to block the way, and the light bulb above its head was flickering on and off. Susan stopped, her chest heaving violently, and gasping for fear.

The monster in the red dress looked at Susan, with a vaguely suspicious expression on its blurry and bloated face. Just as it was about to grab Susan and twist her head off, a loud bang came from the boiler room, and a strong A strange aroma wafted out.

The monster in the red dress looked confused, as if bewitched by the scent, and then suddenly woke up, with distorted facial features and a hideous expression, and roared: "My soup!!"

The roar awakened Susan, who was in a daze. She looked flustered, swallowed her saliva, and looked back at the red-dressed monster rushing past her into the boiler room. Stock after stock of human skull broth.

Susan showed a regretful look, gritted her teeth and ran out of the engine compartment quickly, locking the door.

The red skirt monster was busy lamenting its soup, and angrily ordered the black skin monster to kill the yellow hair.

Cen Jin jumped to the elevated platform, stepped on the downed steam boiler device, turned over and landed on a kite, left the boiler room, and closed the door heavily, only to find that the outer door of the power cabin was locked, and the black-skinned monster was holding an ax soon The door to the boiler room slammed open and rushed towards him.

Cen Jin turned his head and ran away, but was splashed with human skull soup by the oncoming monster in a red dress. The strange aroma caused his stomach to convulse crazily.

If this hunger cannot be relieved in time, Cen Jin has reason to believe that the internal organs will be swallowed by the stomach.

The bloated face of the monster in the red dress showed a ferocious smile: "I remember your hair, that damned singer!"

Cen Jin raised his eyebrows and lifted the hair on his forehead: "It's true that I can't hide it, the singer is my identity."

As soon as the words fell, the movement of the ax speeding up to split the air came from the back of his head. Cen Jin flipped back on the spot, and controlled the bone chopper to chop at the black-skinned monster. It was the first time that he faced the black-skinned monster at close range, and he clearly saw that its whole body seemed to be burned. Burnt bark.

The ax smashed into the air, and Cen Jin quickly applied a hundred thousand heavy pressures, so that the ax was embedded in the machine, and the black-skinned monster couldn't pull it out even with all its strength.

The monster in the red dress had a cold face: "Trash!"

Cen Jin ran to the door again and quickly pried open the door. The black-skinned monster took out another sharper ax from nowhere and strode forward. pull out.

As soon as the door lock was loosened, Cen Jin aimed his left hand at the black-skinned monster and his right hand at the door lock. Regardless of the pain in his brain, he used gravity to overload, knocked the black-skinned monster into the air and crushed the door lock at the same time, and opened the door to rush out.

The red-dressed monster who had been on the sidelines made a move at this moment, pulled out the ax embedded in the machine, and slashed at the speed of electricity and light. Cen Jin couldn't resist at all, and watched the ax covered in blood and rust.

In a blink of an eye, a black figure turned into a phantom and slammed into the red-dressed monster. Cen Jin looked at the black-skinned monster that suddenly attacked the red-dressed monster in astonishment, thinking what kind of development strategy is this?

The red-dressed monster angrily grabbed the black-skinned monster by the neck, roaring like a beast.

The black-skinned monster turned its cheeks sideways, and stared at Cen Jin with blood-red eyes: "—Let's go!"

Cen Jin was amazed, how could inhuman weirdness help humans?

In the next second, his chest was torn open by the furious red-dressed monster, and his internal organs were ripped out. Both legs and one hand were torn off. Just when his head was about to be twisted off, he was suddenly oppressed by gravity, and his bloated body sank heavily into the cabin. bilge.

When the red-dressed monster climbed out of the pit, he found that the black-skinned monster and the yellow-haired monster had disappeared. He howled to the sky to vent his anger, and turned around to help the boiler with half of the human skull soup left.

Glancing inside, I found that there was no bone soup left, and looking down again, the spilled bone soup flowed into the cabin gap, as if being drunk by some monster, and a delicate hairpin was placed on the coal pile, silently mocking her for her deliberate efforts The wealth of the business disappeared overnight.

"Roar--!"

A terrifying roar rushed out from the bottom of the cabin, resounding throughout the silent open sea.

Cen Jin, who found a room to hide, helped the dying black-skinned monster, and said with a slightly complicated mood: "You are too seriously injured, I can't save you... Do you have any last wishes that I can help you fulfill?"

"Destroy the ghost ship completely!"

"That's what I'm here for."

The black-skinned monster grabbed Cen Jin's hand tightly, with a gurgle of blood pouring out of his mouth, and said intermittently: "Kill all the monsters! All of them! You must not be soft-hearted—never!"

Cen Jin frowned, feeling uncomfortable and weird at the same time.

A strange one not only saved him, but also asked him to kill the same kind before he died, and his thinking was clear, unlike an inhuman monster whose mind was full of brutal killing.

"Our aim is to eliminate all weirdness and never die."

Hearing the words, the black-skinned monster showed a sense of relief: "Yes, immortality, all monsters deserve death!" She cast a bright gaze: "People...I didn't kill them..."

There was no beginning or end to the words, and Cen Jin understood inexplicably: "You want to say that you didn't kill the people in the cabin?"

The black-skinned monster nodded, his eyes were distracted, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly said: "The ghost ship has been to the country of the dead..."

Cen Jin asked: "Where is the country of the dead?"

The words spoken by the black-skinned monster can also be translated into the kingdom of the dead, the underworld, the kingdom of the dead, etc. Any myth in the world will involve the proposition of death, so it must provide a specific direction, so that Cen Jin can determine where it is talking about country of the dead.

The black-skinned monster didn't have time to explain too much, so he stuffed an ancient gold coin into Cen Jin's palm: "Find Loki, he will... help you." After speaking, he ended his half-human, half-ghost life.

Who is Rocky?Also in a ghost ship?

Cen Jin looked down at the ancient gold coin, and found that it was exactly the same as the two ancient gold coins he had stolen from Norun's safe. He hid the ancient gold coin and carefully placed the black-skinned monster on the bed.

The hazy red moonlight shrouded the corpse of the monster through the glass, and the picture was quite grotesque.

Cen Jin sharply saw the monster's left middle finger clinging to his palm, and when he broke it straight to see, it turned out to be a human middle finger with thick calluses on its belly, wearing a black gold ring engraved with the letter 'QUEEN'.

There is no skin at the end of the middle finger, leaving fine pieces of rough black skin with signs of tearing. It should be torn off the new monster skin that grows day after day, retaining the only remaining human features in the whole body.

The monsters wandering around the power cabin and guarding the steam boiler room were once humans. To be more precise, all the monsters on the entire ship except the magic painting and ship spirit were once humans.

Maybe they've seen it—no, they must have!

The monster in the red dress knew him, but the black-skinned monster in front of him was obviously controlled by the monster in the red dress. He was ordered to chase and kill Cen Jin who broke into the power cabin, but turned his back on him at a critical moment and fought with the monster in the red dress. Might as well recognize him.

Cen Jin patted the slightly curly yellow hair, thinking maybe this is the benefit of dyeing hair, with super high recognition and super memory.

However, the red skirt monster is bloodthirsty and perverted, and those who trespassed in the power cabin were basically killed, but the black skin monster that was controlled by it insisted on not killing a single person—Cen Jin chose to believe the words of the black skin monster, after all, there was no weird one that risked killing anyone. The risk of being torn apart saved him, just to lie that she didn't kill someone.

The black-skinned monster who insists on not killing people thinks she is still a human being, sticks to the bottom line of not killing indiscriminately, endures pain and repeatedly tears up the rough bark to keep a middle finger, which is her proof of being a human being.

Even if Cen Jin doubted the saying that the black-skinned monster didn't kill anyone, it all turned into trust the moment he saw the middle finger.

"Are you human or weird?"

Cen Jin from 20 years ago murmured, asking questions that shook his past cognition.

How to treat weirdness, whether weirdness is humane, whether humans and weirdness can coexist... These questions are not a problem at all for the onlooker Huangmao. There is no difficult thinking, no cognitive collapse, and it is easy to accept the strange existence.

For the "Cen Jin" in the past, in the environment that he has heard and seen, he is naturally hostile to all weirdness, and he will die when he meets on a narrow road, because "people who are not my race will have different hearts", "weird and inhuman", and because "human beings It is a natural enemy relationship with weirdness, which feeds on humans'.

Therefore, the black-skinned monster's rescue behavior quite impacted the thinking and concepts of 'Cen Jin'.

If the black skin monster is still human, does it mean that the deformed human still retains humanity?Does the aid purpose of the institution and the head school have limitations of the times and should be reformed?

On the contrary, if the black skin monster has been completely deformed into weirdness, does her rescue behavior show that humans and weirdness have the possibility of coexistence?

Countless thoughts flashed through Cen Jin's mind, but he couldn't get an answer to all of them, so he had to put it aside for now, and turn back to think about the disharmony of the whole thing.

First of all, identify the human identity of the monster on the ship 20 years ago. They met each other, not just passing by. They should have talked or done something that made each other remember.

The second is the role of human skull soup.

The human skull soup made by the monster in the red dress tastes similar to the white liquid in the corridor of the guest room area and the box room. Susan blurted out the phrase "to raise a group of cuties", what does the "cute" here refer to?

Wouldn't it make sense if it was a monster in the box room?

Finally, what is Susan?What role do you play? Is "she" hostile or cooperative with the monster in the red dress, the ship spirit, and the monster in the box room?What is the purpose?

There is also the 'Loki' suggested by the black skin monster. The four people who host the fantasy night are named Noren, Robin, Mrs. Leadman and Rocky. He remembered that it was an old man with a hunchback.

At present, it is certain that the hunchbacked old man named 'Loki' is a friendly army, and we have to find a way to contact the other party to find out the situation, but how many people are left alive in the boat?

Cen Jin thought that there was an announcement in the bridge that would notify everyone to gather at the opera hall, but just as he thought about it, he heard the rustling of the radio current, followed by an old voice: "The ghost ship is still alive." The people gathered quickly, in groups of twos and threes, and headed to the opera hall to meet up, where the exit is.”

The notice was repeated three times, and the three languages ​​of English, French and Chinese were changed to ensure that everyone could understand the meaning.

The voice is so vicissitudes and old, is it Loki?

Cen Jin ran out of the room, hurried back to the door, took off the ring on the middle finger of the black-skinned monster and said, "Lend it to me, and return it to you later."

After finishing speaking, he rushed to the cab, but he didn't meet a living person on the way. The cabin was as quiet as being in a mortuary. At the same time, a white moon and a red moon appeared in the sky at the same time, slowly interlacing, and the red light burst into bloom, covering Cen Jin.

The driver's cab was five meters away, dim lights and blurred figures flashed across the window glass, and he almost saw 'Rocky', but he was still a step too slow, at the moment he held the doorknob, The two moons overlapped, time and space intertwined, the door opened with a 'click', and Cen Jin only saw a figure against the light.

As bright as daylight, Cen Jin faced a middle-aged man, who was stunned, and then raised his brows and scolded: "Who are you? What are you doing in the cab?"

Cen Jin turned his head and looked behind him. The corridor was quiet but magnificent, without any sense of dilapidation. Outside the window was a bright white moon.

"Tourist." Cen Jin smiled: "I was looking for a viewing bar, but I accidentally found the wrong one...So this is the cab?"

The middle-aged man was wearing a sailor's uniform. Judging from the ID card on his chest, he should be the vice-captain. He blocked Cen Jin's probing line of sight, with a suspicious expression on his face: "The bar is on the top, turn back, and you can go directly to the lobby by taking the passenger elevator, but Someone vandalized the bar a few hours ago and the bartender was—”

Cen Jin: "By what?"

Deputy Captain: "The bartender was attacked, the bar and observation deck are now closed."

Cen Jin said ah, expressing regret and displeasure: "Forget it, I have to go to the Art Street for a stroll."

Vice-captain: "Art Avenue is also blocked."

Cen Jin widened his eyes and expressed his puzzlement: "Why?"

The deputy captain said vaguely: "...theft is suspected. All in all, the art strip, gallery area, and bars are all closed, and only the restaurant at the stern, the golf course, the swimming pool, the opera hall, and the theater are open to the public. As for when the blockade will be lifted, wait for the announcement."

Cen Jin complained: "What, what's the fun in blocking so many places? It's not a scam, right? I didn't say when I bought the ticket—"

The vice-captain was extremely impatient, and his original doubts about Cen Jin were dispelled: "After the trip is over, let's make up for the trip!"

Cen Jin: "That's about the same... By the way, what time is it?"

The deputy captain was almost bored to death, "38:[-]!"

Cen Jin said thank you, turned around and left, picked up his waterproof phone and checked: 22:38.

Almost two hours.

When I got Colleen's smartphone before, Cen Jin adjusted his waterproof phone to the same time to avoid the embarrassment of suddenly going back to 20 years ago and being unable to compare the time.

The bar was destroyed when he was attacked by a muscular and skinless monster. The bartender was not seen at that time, and he was probably killed before him.

The blockade of Art Street and the gallery area should be caused by the headless corpse that passed through 20 years later, but this headless corpse (net celebrity) said that a headless corpse was found in the gallery area 20 years ago, attracting 37 Several paparazzi sneaked in to secretly take pictures, but all of them were decapitated.

Just one headless corpse is not enough to seal off a large area, so 37 people are likely to have been decapitated.

The murder scene may have been dealt with, and I may not find any clues if I go again, but I don’t know if the magic painting is still in the gallery area... Wait, headless corpse?Head missing?

20 years after the first headless corpse, where are the remaining 37 headless corpses?

The magic painting only sucks blood and does not eat heads, so who will deal with the heads?

Cen Jin slowly said an answer: "The power cabin... the human skull soup in the steam boiler room, has it started to be boiled at this time?"

While thinking about it, the phone rang, and a text message came: [It's urgent, hurry to the opera hall! 】

The sender was Wu Yujie, it's not worth her to send a text message to wait for something trivial, which shows that the matter is really urgent.

Cen Jin frowned, and rushed to the backstage of the opera hall in a hurry. There was a slender figure waiting at the door with an umbrella. There was a green plant in front of him, covered by wide leaves, making the figure faintly visible.

Until approaching, the silhouette of the figure is clear, looking up, the eyebrows are distinct.

"Ding Yiqing," Cen Jin held his breath, "waiting for someone?"

Ding Yiqing: "Wait for you." He pushed open the backstage door and said, "It's time for us to play, and you are the only one missing."

what play?Cen Jin was dazed for a moment before he remembered that he still has the identity of a rock musician: "It's not over yet?"

Ding Yiqing: "Only our team is left."

Cen Jin approached, because the two sides were either sponsored clothes or various expensive musical instruments, he didn't dare to move too much, so his elbow was close to Ding Yiqing's, and he didn't consciously wrap his arms around Ding Yiqing's shoulders, trying to reach him on tiptoe. Ding Yiqing spoke in his ear.

"When did you come back?"

Ding Yiqing: "10:30."

Cen Jin was surprised: "The time interval between the third time and the fourth space-time interleaving is only 8 minutes?"

Ding Yiqing: "The law of time-space interlacing has nothing to do with the length of time."

Cen Jin: "That's right." He asked again: "The magic painting in the gallery area?"

Ding Yiqing: "I took it."

"Nice job!" Cen Jin patted Ding Yiqing's shoulder excitedly, feeling that the curvature of the shoulder fit his palm, so he touched it and touched it, as if he was harassed but he didn't notice it.

Ding Yiqing glanced at the hand on his shoulder, and was about to break free when he heard Boss Long's sudden yelling, which made Cen Jin's liver tremble. He didn't pay attention to the vacuum cleaner under his feet and was tripped. Tightening the strength of the abdomen and waist, he was about to somersault on the spot to avoid the fate of falling, but was held by the waist with one hand and pulled back.

The forward momentum and the backward grip tore each other, Cen Jin lost his center of gravity, and as soon as he let go of his strength, he fell directly towards Ding Yiqing, his face crashed ahead of time, hitting Ding Yiqing's chest, his eyes were tearing from the pain, and the black gold ring in his pocket clanged Rolling into a corner, with his feet still hooked on the hose of the vacuum cleaner, he dragged the vacuum cleaner hard so that it hit the rear shelf.

The musical instruments piled up on the shelf shook twice and then fell down unexpectedly. Cen Jin's pupils constricted and his mind was full of 'poor people can't afford to pay'. Regardless of maintaining his body balance, he used gravity to control the musical instrument to land safely with his backhand.

Cen Jin heaved a sigh of relief: "The dog's life is saved."

Immediately, he glared at Boss Long ferociously, and whispered in death: "Your account and game ID will not survive tonight."

Boss Long raised his eyebrows, shrugged his shoulders, crossed his arms, touched his chin, his facial features flew wildly and wretchedly: "You can survive tonight, Lao Ding, you say so."

What about Guan Ding's youth?Cen Jin shook hands, pinching a little hard muscles, and the hand feels quite good, like magnetic jade sticking to the palm... "Huh?"

He looked back and was startled. Ding Yiqing's three buttons from his heart to his collar were ripped off, his shirt was pulled aside, and his hand was pressing against his chest. The big speaker that can't fall down, pursed his lips, and looked at Cen Jin expressionlessly.

"Can you let go?"

"Yes, yes, yes..." The situation just now was too complicated, and the brain and eyes didn't have time to record it, so how did this posture do it?How did he pull off the button and stick it to his chest, just short of grasping, pinching, etc. in one go?

Having said that, it's quite nice to touch.

"Then let go."

Cen Jin said oh, with a reluctant expression on his face.

Ding Yiqing twitched the corners of his mouth, pushed the loudspeaker back to its original position, took off his dusty coat and threw it into the trash can, then combed his hair, trying to clean the dust away.

After this series of behaviors, Cen Jin knew that Ding Yiqing had an outbreak of cleanliness.

Touching his cheek, Cen Jin hesitated whether he should tell Ding Yiqing that he was splashed with skull soup just now, and his hands were also splashed, and he ran up and down for hours without stopping, and his whole body seemed to be not clean at all.

Ding Yiqing: "I'm going to take a shower."

Pat's face changed drastically when he heard the sound, and he hurriedly said: "It's almost time to play, there's no time."

Ding Yiqing was very forceful: "It's too late."

Pat wanted to stop Ding Yiqing and persuade him to come on stage first and then adjust his appearance, but Cen Jin grabbed his arm and said, "Calm down, superstars should be late. If you come on stage two or three minutes late, you will find that everyone's eyes are on the stage." on us."

Pat: "..." Are you sure you can go on stage again?

Huang Mao hugged his shoulders and pushed forward: "Don't worry, don't worry, calm down—"

The staff of the organizer urged at the entrance of the stage: "It's your turn to go on stage, hurry up!"

Wu Yujie and the others walked over sparsely. Boss Long covered his nose as soon as he got close to Cen Jin: "What's the smell on you?"

Cen Jin: "Does it smell?"

Wu Yujie: "The smell is very strong, quite fishy."

Gathering around the staff, the man asked: "Aren't there seven people? One less can't do it." He looked back at the center of the stage, then crossed off Cen Jin's band, and said without looking up: "Should I automatically abstain from voting?" ?”

Pat was anxious, this was his road to his dream, and he couldn't give up easily, so he wanted to reach out to stop it.

Huang Mao grabbed him: "Trust me, the situation can be stabilized." After that, he said to the staff: "Please turn off the lights or the stereo, just say maintenance, just delay for four to five minutes."

The staff member smiled and was about to refuse, when five pounds appeared in front of his eyes, and the words changed into: "Up to 3 minutes."

Huangmao: "Yes."

The staff took the money and went to delay the time.

Huang Mao took back the wallet calmly, Wu Yujie's eyes were sharp: "Your wallet...you stole it from Lao Ding's crotch?"

"What is stealing? Brother Qing and I have a very strong relationship, like two legs in the same crotch, you understand? They are all purses coming out of the same pants, how can it be called stealing?" Huang Mao waved his hand, seeing that Pat couldn't understand They asked carelessly in Chinese: "Where did you go? What did you gain?"

Wu Yujie: "Didn't I make an appointment with Mrs. Leadman for afternoon tea tomorrow? She pushed the afternoon tea instead and invited me to join the fantasy night tonight."

Li Daoyi: "Fantasy Night has always been mysterious, and the list is limited. Why did you suddenly do such a reckless thing as a stranger to participate in Fantasy Night?"

Wu Yujie: "I also think it's fraudulent, but I still want to go in and have a look. I feel that Mrs. Leadman's attitude towards me seems a little anxious, not as easy as she was in the afternoon. Maybe something happened on the ship and disrupted their position."

Boss Long: "I sneaked into Mrs. Leadman, Rocky and Robin's room to search, and found some documents in Robin and Rocky's room. If I couldn't understand the text, I brought them here for Lao Li and Jiang Bai to read.

I also saw a cabinet of glass jars in Robin's room. The jars were filled with deformed left hands and brains, as well as half-eaten meat and brains that had not been cleaned up on the table.

The surface of Loki's room is very clean. Most of them are original books from various countries, and there are also traces of flipping through them. This person seems to be very educated. "

After a pause, Boss Long remembered something and said: "However, there are a lot of skin flakes in his room that haven't been cleaned up, which are finely broken. If you don't pay attention, you can't find it. Once you find it, you will feel dirty.

Also, there is a young and beautiful woman hidden in his room, with a suitcase full of fashionable women's clothing. "

Cen Jin pays special attention to the "Rocky" described by Boss Long, thoughtfully, followed by Li Daoyi and Jiangbai Pingcuo's narration, they have been staying in the background to observe the audience, staff and backstage performers, and pay attention to their chat content , extract the fine-grained information and infer the completed logical structure.

Jiang Bai Pingcuo: "When the paparazzi who were stuck in the backstage hurriedly left, they said that there was a homicide in the sightseeing bar, and they never came back."

Li Daoyi: "The tourist bar and the gallery area are blocked. There is a murder case in the former, and the reason for the latter is temporarily unknown. It is probably related to the murder case, and the murder case must be unusual. I noticed that the four Nolons who were watching the performance at the front desk left the venue one after another. Be back in half an hour."

Cen Jin guessed that the homicide happened first in the sightseeing bar. The reporter ran to snatch the first-hand information, and soon noticed the abnormality in the gallery area, so he went deep into it and found the headless corpse.

Afterwards, the staff discovered the problem and reported it to the owner of the ship, which was the time when Li Daoyi discovered that the four people had left the banquet.

They took away the heads of 37 headless corpses, and they had no interest in the mummies that had lost their blood. Then Ding Yiqing found the headless corpses and took Mohua away.

The timeline is clear, and Cen Jin briefly tells about his encounter with Ding Yiqing, which arouses the interest of Li Daoyi and others.

"There must be a reason for the interlacing of time and space. It has something to do with the location and the ghost ship. If you can drag the ghost ship back and record the current coordinates, you may be able to study time and space." Li Daoyi immediately opened his mind and thought a lot.

Cen Jin: "In time and space 20 years later, the ghost ship disappeared after the chaos, and there are not one out of ten tourists."

Boss Long: "Since we know the ending, can't we change our destiny?"

Wu Yujie: "Ten out of ten...there are more than 1000 people on the cruise ship, at least eight or nine hundred. We can't just do nothing."

Jiang Bai Pingcuo recited the Buddha's name and said: "I can't see death without saving."

Li Dao started to think about how to save people, but he heard Cen Jin say, "I don't think manpower can change fate."

Cen Jin, who is the most optimistic and positive, is terribly calm at this time: "That result also has our participation, and perhaps the nature of 'interlaced time and space' is included. Maybe it will lead to future results, and we are now discussing how to avoid that result. scene."

Li Daoyi was silent for a moment and said, "The law of causality in time and space."

Wu Yujie crossed her arms: "Even if you don't do anything, there is still a 50% chance of falling into the law of space-time causality, leading to the results you see in the future."

With a [-]/[-] chance, both intervention and non-intervention may be the 'cause' leading to the worst outcome in the future.

Boss Long: "I choose to intervene, which is better than doing nothing."

Jiang Bai Pingcuo: "I am willing to accept any cause and effect."

Li Daoyi did not express his opinion, Cen Jin picked at the dried stains on his fingers, and remained silent. Only Huang Mao, who felt the same way, knew that he was not not intervening, but looking for a solution.

In the eyes of Wu Yujie and others, intervention and non-intervention have a 100-99 chance of causing bad results, while in Cen Jin's eyes, he once stood in the future and looked at the timeline of what happened in the past, based on that result, touching that result, the brain The probability of finding that result with the heart is [-]%, and the failure rate of the intervention is as high as [-]%.

99%, it's not like there's no chance of success at all.

Cen Jin sighed: "That's why I still took time to participate in the rock competition during the tight time." Scratching his head with clean fingers, he grinned with pain on his face: "How difficult it is to interfere with fate, I think you clear.

Just like every fable throughout the ages tells us, the more you try to interfere with the prophecy and change your destiny, the more you become the pusher of destiny, pushing people into the circle of established destiny.

But it's not without success. "

Boss Long: "For example?"

Cen Jin: "For example, it was predicted that Zeus' power would be replaced by the son of Metis, and he swallowed Metis to change the prophecy?"

Everyone: "..."

Li Daoyi suddenly said: "It's not unreasonable, to solve the source, there is no cause, where is the effect?"

"The problem is that the 'cause' started long ago, and we were more than one or two steps late." Ding Yiqing paced over, changed into new outfits, and wet steam hit his face. "It can only be forcibly intervened, just be positive."

"Do you have an idea?" Cen Jin asked.

Ding Yiqing: "What Ivan said was 'the disappearance of a group of celebrities and politicians'. It's just disappearance, not death."

Cen Jin's pupils widened, and excitement crept into his eyes, and everyone else understood. Boss Long raised his hand excitedly and slapped Ding Yiqing's chest, and Ding Qingqing kicked him out the next second.

Pat opened his mouth wide in surprise, and Wu Yujie and the others looked normal.

Ding Yiqing is an obsessed with cleanliness, and has refused inexplicable physical contact for many years.

Boss Long struggled to get up, and complained puzzledly: "No, the yellow hair smells all over his body, and his hands are still dirty. You two hugged and hugged just now, and his hand was still on your chest. Why didn't you respond?"

Ding Yiqing frowned: "So I went to rinse."

Boss Long: "??" Your fucking kicking is the same as flushing? !