The Fool of the Gods

Fang Shiqing finished her opening remarks with a red face, but this one sentence made the man standing in front of her completely sluggish.

?

Do you want to hear what you are saying?

You are a defender of the city, and you tell me that the will of the city builder is too conservative?

So my dear firewood seeker, what happened to you?

What, or who, made you have such an "unreasonable" change?

The man took a deep breath for a long time like Fang Shiqing before he recovered. He walked to Fang Shiqing with interest, looked at her from top to bottom with a pair of sharp eyes, and then laughed.

Interesting, it took a man to change her mind, but not a man in that sense.

"Tell me, my firewood seeker, I hope I can hear a more shocking story.

Of course, pay attention to your expression and wording. There is only one tube of remembrance and mourning. Once I know him...

We will betray the oath we have kept."

Fang Shiqing nodded solemnly and told her thoughts in her heart, no, the thoughts in Cheng Shi's "heart".

Time passed for a long time, so long that the petals on the desk lost all their power and gradually withered.

The man stood there motionless and listened to the whole thing.

He frowned and fell into deep thought.

Seeing him like this, Fang Shiqing picked up the tube of remembrance and mourning, silently drew out her memory, and then prepared to turn around and leave quietly.

"Wait! This petal..."

"No need."

Fang Shiqing never looked back, but just looking at her back, you can see that she is smiling, and her smile is confident and bright.

"I suddenly realized that an organization that relies on oaths to strengthen the morale of the army and compromises cannot become the existence that you say will bring a new tomorrow to all the good things.

So, we don't need it.

Just like how you felt when you saw this petal, my path has gone astray.

But fortunately, someone has pointed me in the right direction."

After saying that, Fang Shiqing strode away.

The man looked at her back thoughtfully, then looked at the petals on the table meaningfully, picked up the notebook he had been scribbling on the table, and turned to the latest page.

Then, he picked up the pen and wrote four big words:

God-making plan?

"Do you think it's feasible?" He asked the void behind him.

An unusually quiet woman walked out of the void. Although her eyes were covered with a layer of black cloth, she still turned her head to look in the direction of the notebook. After her eyes lingered for a moment, she smiled.

"Why not?

Didn't you hear what this firewood seeker said?

When I got 2400 points, I was wondering why there couldn't be one of you sitting on the high throne?

You and I, are more than 2400 points.

You should have some confidence, right, Qin Xin?"

The man frowned and thought for a moment, then hummed lightly, raised his hand and crossed out the question mark behind "God-making Plan".

"Then, let's try."

...

Reality, in an apartment in an unknown province or city.

Since returning to the rest area, Bailing has been thinking about the deep meaning of Fang Shiqing's question.

She was afraid that the other party would see that her memory had changed and remembered the memories lost in the trial.

It turned out that he was here!

The boss is the boss, he is actually a clown, he is 2400 points, and he saved himself again.

But I almost killed him by mistake.

Even though she had forgotten that Cheng Shi was Cheng Shi at that time, she was still in deep guilt.

She was afraid, she was terrified.

What she was afraid of was not the harm caused by the bowstring to Cheng Shi, nor was she afraid of whether Fang Shiqing had seen through her. What she was anxious and worried about was... the current memory!

She didn't know why the boss's method failed on her, but she was afraid that she, who had scored 1400 points, would not be able to keep this memory and expose Cheng Shi's existence.

Yes, since the boss chose to let her forget, she shouldn't remember it.

But if she didn't remember this memory, it would be a pity.

This was one of the few times she fought side by side with him, and it was also the most attractive scenery on the increasingly bright road under her feet!

But again, Bailing felt that she couldn't keep it.

So she decided to do something.

So... she washed away her fatigue, settled all the miscellaneous thoughts, knelt devoutly in front of the bed, and prayed in a low voice:

"Relieve..."

She paused after saying a word.

No, I can't pray to [Defilement], it's tantamount to making this secret public.

A complex expression flashed across Bailing's face. After much consideration, she gritted her teeth and trembled.Start trying another prayer:

"Do not distinguish between true and false, do not talk about reality.

Oh, the almighty God of [Fraud], I, Bailing, a humble [Foul] believer, a sinner who does not deserve mercy, pray to you here to start a trial...

A trial that can permanently erase the memory of 'your devout believer Cheng Shi' in my mind...!"

...

Reality, in a private house in an unknown province or city.

Cui Qiushi was eating when he recovered his memory.

Today, when all resources can be obtained through prayer, he still maintains the habit of cooking.

This is not because of boredom, but because of nostalgia.

Lao Cui likes to eat the food cooked by Xiao Cui, so he never stops.

There is a bowl of rice and a plate of vegetables on the small wooden dining table, but there are two pairs of chopsticks.

He really wants to serve Lao Cui another bowl, but Lao Cui said that it should not be wasted, so he gave up.

When the wave of memories rushed to the beach of consciousness, Cui Qiushi was eating rice. After remembering everything in the trial, he swallowed the rice in big mouthfuls while shedding tears of longing.

These sudden tears were definitely not for Cheng Shi, but for the him in Cheng Shi's eyes...

Cui Qiushi's father, Cui Lao, Cui Dingtian.

Cheng Shi must have seen his father, otherwise Cui Qiushi could not explain why Cheng Shi's eyes flashed with surprise and nostalgia the moment he saw him.

He had never been in the queue for Cheng Shi, nor had he ever heard Cheng Shi's name from Sister Qing and Bailing.

Even if Cheng Shi knew Zhao Qian, Zhao Qian was not a gossipy person. He would not reveal the identity of his companion to an outsider.

Cui Qiushi was just honest, but being honest did not mean that he was not observant or meticulous.

He saw that Cheng Shi's attitude towards him was different, and he also felt the very faint appreciation he exuded.

All the above made him know that Cheng Shi had probably seen his father.

Because in this world, there is only him, who looks like him.

Is his father okay?

In fact, Cui Qiushi had thought of these inferences as early as when he was in the trial, but at that time he was still a strong shield to protect his companions, and he could not let the sadness in his heart pull his emotions.

So he put aside all distractions and focused on the trial.

And now, at this moment, it is his own time, he can finally cry well to vent his longing for his father.

Cui Qiushi asked himself more than once why he didn't go to Lao Cui, but he answered himself more than once:

Because he has decided to do something for this world that is distorting and collapsing, and the price of this choice is too heavy, so he doesn't want his father to carry it with him.

He has been carrying it for himself for half his life, and now it is time for the fledgling to try to soar into the sky.

He also knew that his father would definitely support him, because Lao Cui once said: The descendants of the Cui family must live upright.

Maybe I am not good enough now, but I am on the right path.

Dad, do you see it?

This was a slightly salty dinner, but it was not the salt that made his mouth salty, but the tears.

When Cui Qiushi ended this sad moment in nostalgia, he resolutely drew a symbol on the wall behind him, then stepped through the black door and embarked on the road of fire transmission.

He found the idle [Fire of Hope] and prayed for Him to help him cover up this memory.

[Fire of Hope] looked at him happily for a long time, and asked with interest:

"How do you know that I restored your memory?"

Cui Qiushi was stunned, and said with a confused face:

"I... just found out."

"..."

The flame stagnated. At this moment, the fire transmission space blessed by [Fire of Hope] was almost invaded and seen through by [Silence]!

He was choked, and sighed heavily when he looked at Cui Qiushi who was at a loss in front of him.

"Relax, you will forget everything."

As soon as the voice fell, Cui Qiushi lost his memory.

He even forgot why he was here, because the common rule followed by the Firebearers is "Don't knock on the door if you have nothing to do."

But at this moment, a shout came from the distance of the Firebearing Road, breaking the awkwardness.

"Qiu Shi? You're just in time. I was just about to call you. Come on, the boss said that a new City Builder has joined and is about to hold a welcoming ceremony?"

Cui Qiu Shi was stunned again.

City Builder?

Didn't the City Builder's Firewood Seeker die at the hands of a traitor?

How could there be a new City Builder?

Could it be... a new Firewood Seeker?

His companion saw his shock, nodded and smiled:

"Guessed it? It seems that we have found another powerful companion, a new... Firewood Seeker.people."

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