As a coser, I passed through before I finished my makeup

Please firmly believe that my disappearance will not leave a trace.

Absolutely will not let anyone take advantage of it.

I feel like I'm just fine.I picked an excellent time to make this setting fly, not only solved the worries about the disappearance of world consciousness, but also created a logical reason to roll back to my own world.

Just very nice.

Two wishes, one fulfillment.

I have a proud chest, revealing a confident and wild smile.

Jiyou, Brother Hong, have you seen that I myself have some cleverness in it!

——"Oh, I'm behind your friend."

No, no, how can it be called playing later, that is your finale appearance.

- "It's best."

I just felt it at the moment.

I was complacent when suddenly I was grabbed by the shoulders and turned around, Misaki looked surprised, maybe a little annoyed and angry, "Hey, what's going on with disappearing, and what's going on without leaving a trace! "

"Well... To put it simply, it means literally." I patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "Don't worry about me, I was originally a combination of consciousness, born from the consciousness of death, and born from the consciousness of death. perish in the consciousness of the victim—”

"I'm a living person too!" Misaki said eagerly, "Don't you want to learn to skateboard, you can't even skateboard now!"

"Nonsense, I can still do it!" I couldn't stand this doubt, and immediately responded seriously—after so many "hard" trainings, I think that although I can't do the chores, I should still be able to do the basic movements.

Misaki was skeptical, and whispered: "Then show me later..."

Misaki...

I really want to say that I am the consciousness of the dead, and you will always see me after you die——use these words to comfort my precious Misaki.

But I dare not.

I'm afraid that my words will come true, don't really give Misaki a reverse pass at that time, I will be gone, and the filter will be broken.

"Misaki, you can't interfere with other people's decisions." Tatara hooked Misaki's neck from behind and gently pulled it back, his eyes were gentle but it seemed that there was more than just tenderness, "Bawuluo is your support, But it won't be your hindrance."

Just ask, who can not love such a person!

Tatara, you wait for me to go back and I'll fuck you right away!

Did I promise a Mitsuri last time?

Forget it, Duo Duo Liang first.

Then the base friend came out of Misaki, and directly engaged in a cult at the comic exhibition.

I turned back and looked at the thoughtful Xiaobai, "How about it, do you want to try this time?" I stretched out my right hand——

This time, Xiaobai hesitated for a moment, then held it up.

I actually no longer controlled the lieutenant at this time, but the lieutenant didn't stop anything, and probably believed my nonsense.

"I'm going to start." This time I made an announcement in advance. After all, judging from the performance of the room chief and Brother Zun before, this is not a comfortable process. At least when I entered the body with my blood cells, I didn't feel at all. Same.

Xiaobai's other hand is intertwined with Brother Gou's - the kind with crossed fingers - "Well, come on."

Brother Hong, do you hear me, give me a rush!

Following the clasped fingertips, the large army led by Brother Hong returned to my body with my most important "invariance". When it came to my body, it did not directly fuse with me, but the red blood cells They were carefully sealed in a courier box and parked near the chest.

Xiaobai's physical fitness was not comparable to that of the room chief and Brother Zun, and the moment he let go of my hand, he didn't stop at all, and fell back, leaning on Brother Gou.

This is, "unchanged" - I looked at the palms I held with Xiaobai just now, and the feeling of this energy is different from the ones that entered my body before.

I let out a sigh of relief.

Now only the power from Uncle Hui and Bishuiliu is left. Bishuiliu must be taken away last. His power is much more concentrated in the core of the heart, which is very convenient—but after taking it away...

Ugh.

This belongs to the life of the living, and my settings don't work well.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, is this something that cannot be interfered with.

Uncle Hui's place is more convenient. He agrees with Bishuiliu's position. The only thing is that Lieutenant Huang's body still has some power that hasn't been delivered, but my blood cells are also stationed there.I had a flash of inspiration and looked at Xiaobai, "Yunai from your clan, is he still there?"

"Ah."

"Then ask her to help me bring the "fate" of the King of Gold to me. "The complete ability of "Destiny" - the principle is very simple, it is to let the cat act as a transport vehicle.

To show her face in the finale, she should be left there according to their previous plan to prevent the lieutenant's body from being directly moved by the back hand-there is a lot of power in that body.

Bishuiliu lifted the signal blockade within the range of Feishiyuan under my signal, and Brother Gou can use the communication equipment to guide the contact cat to help me get things.

Finally... is the way to leave.

Do you want me to kill myself on the spot?

I feel the "fate" and "guardian" in my body, and the slate echoes and blends with them slowly, making the structure of the slate more and more stable.

congealed solid in my chest—

No no no no no no no.

Don't crowd out the storage place of my heart, don't give me a solid here!

——"Oh, it's already real. My partner just passed by and said that they can already see it."

Brother Hong!

help me!

Otherwise, my heart will come back in a while, where should I put it?

——"I don't think it's a question of where to put the heart. This kind of small problem is not important."

I slowly typed a question mark.

Brother, you do know that if I die, you have to follow me, right?

——"Isn't it what you should be thinking that you are about to be completely crucified in this world?"

? !

Don't be an ass on me, I've already settled everything!

——"'You are with the slate', the slate cannot go, and neither can you."

Why can't the slate go?

Brother Hong, don't scare me, okay, I finally let go of a little mood, and now I completely bring it up again!

I was nervous, because I actually felt that what Brother Hong said was not completely unreasonable. I am world-conscious this time, and there is no assimilation. The only thing is that there is a question of moral choice—generally speaking, if a world’s The disappearance of world consciousness will lead to the collapse of the world, or at least problems will arise.

That's why I spent a lot of time, and naturally made a lot of settings to make my disappearance reasonable.

But the purpose of this world is to keep me. If I have no sense of morality and just want to do what the world likes, then what's the point of this conspiracy?

But I still didn't turn the corner for a while.

——"How on earth did you manage to leave safely before, you fool."

It's not safe, okay, you don't know how many times our company has died.

No, you know.

——"Look up at the swords of Damocles, each one is like a nail, they will be nailed to the stone slab, without the qualifications of the king, you can't take these king swords away completely, if you can't take them away, you will keep them .By the way, if the stone slab is fully formed, your little heart really won't be able to return. When you go back, you're going to lose your head. Do you want me to prepare a painless meal for you in advance?"

Why is it coming, there are so many things.

I bowed my head, instead of directly taking Bishuiliu's hand that had already walked in front of me, I stroked my chest instead.

what to-

——"Hey, behind you."

behind me?

Hearing Brother Hong's reminder, I was too immersed in the annoyance just now and didn't realize it. Before I turned around, I felt a shock, as if someone pushed me from behind.

Unprepared, I staggered forward.

If it weren't for that very familiar "puff chirping" sound, I would never have realized that someone had stabbed me in the back.

Seriously, don't call him K, call him the King of Backstabs.

what? !

This time, who else will backstab me?

I looked at the sword that went through my chest and the hand I put on it——Chairman?

There is something wrong with you!

I really cultivated the expression management system to the extreme, otherwise I would collapse the painting style.

Before the question was out of my mouth, I heard Brother Hong's admiration first.

——"Your slate has been scattered, there is something."

What, what, the slate is scattered, won't it occupy the place of my heart?

I live? !

The expression management didn't take effect this time, so I lived directly to death and laughed.

And because it was the only time just now that actually threatened my original life, my smile was extraordinarily sincere.

This made Bi Shuiliu, who almost thought that a war was about to start again, stop his movements.

The voice of the head of the room sounded behind me, "The king's qualifications have been connected."

There was a sudden roar in the sky, I raised my head, and the Qingwang Sword, whose strength and qualifications were forcibly separated, was in a crack, and the light on the Wangjian quickly faded.

This is the harbinger of the fallen sword.

Room chief, I didn't expect that you, the thick eyebrows and big eyes, would fall first.

Something suddenly connected in my mind—the reason why the sword fell in the original work was because the value of Weisman had changed a lot. Leaving aside some other scattered reasons, the last of the fuse An event - because of killing the king.

Brother Zun fell into the sword because he killed the king.

At the same time, in the settings I have established now, the most direct reason for the fallen sword is the loss of the king's qualifications.

After all, even if the power of the king is seized, there will be no change between Damocles, and the separation of power and qualifications will only make the sword of Damocles appear to be split.

So the equation is, killing the king = falling sword, falling sword = losing the qualification of the king, so killing the king = losing the qualification of the king.

It seems that there is nothing wrong.

And I am world consciousness, in terms of world value, it is even higher than the king.

After all, in the original work, even after the head of the room killed Brother Zun, there was an obvious problem with the Weissman value, and he was walking in the direction of the falling sword—and, when the head of the room killed Brother Zun, Brother Zun According to this theory, he is no longer qualified to be a king, but it still had such a powerful consequence.

The full-strength sword of the head of the room not only helped me solve the problem that the slate was forming.At the same time, the moment he lost his qualification as king, that qualification was sent back to my body.

But how did the director think of it? I was able to smooth it out because my own design was combined with the setting of the original work. The director does not have God's perspective.

At this time, the image of Anna pulling Brother Zun to talk to the head of the room just flashed through my mind—bug Anna, if it was bug Anna, she knew something that I couldn't even think of, and I could understand it.

Okay, the logic is clear.

The moment I smoothed it out, at the same time as I was pleasantly surprised, there was a loud roar in the sky, and I almost slapped myself.

At such a critical moment, why should I stroke this, if I know the result, it will be fine, this is about to fall into the sword!

Quickly save the sword!

After falling down, everyone finished playing together.