The Fool of the Gods

(This chapter must be a big cup!)

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

This is an old two-bedroom house on the 4th floor. It is not large, but it has a strong atmosphere of life.

The room is cluttered with various things. If you look closely, you can find all the traces of a person from childhood to adulthood.

Toys, graffiti, textbooks, posters, figurines, suitcases...

Each of them has maintained its original position and appearance before the arrival of the [Gods], and has never changed.

For half a year, not even a trace of dust has accumulated on their surface.

As for the reason...it is obvious that someone has been wiping it.

This is the old house of the Cui family, where Cui Qiushi and his father Cui Dingtian live.

In the past 18 years, two people have lived here.

Later, for well-known reasons, the owner here changed, but not long after, the old man of the Cui family returned here again.

Although it cost some money, he felt it was worth it.

But the old man didn't know why the homesick Qiushi didn't choose to come back, and he didn't want to guess, didn't want to think, and didn't dare to think.

In fact, in the previous trial, Cheng Shi wanted to ask Cui Dingtian why he didn't participate in the [prayer trial] to find people, and then he figured it out.

It's not that Cui didn't want to, but he didn't dare.

But today, he changed his mind.

Because he no longer has time to wait, and his life only has... the last 3 days.

Cui Dingtian took a rag and gently wiped his son's favorite model, and his mind recalled the scene of [divinity] all over the ground in the previous trial.

If he could take some at that time, even if he secretly hid a copy...

No, Cheng Shi has promised him, it definitely doesn't count as stealing!

Just one copy, maybe his life can be extended for a while.

But he gave up.

He understands what human nature is, and he knows what greed is.

In the past, he might be able to resist the temptation of greed, but not now. Before the end of his life, he is afraid that he can't control himself.

Once the door is opened, he will jump directly into the abyss.

But this choice makes him have no choice now.

Do you regret it?

Regret it!

But if there is a chance to choose again...

The old man still chooses to regret it.

My father named me Cui Dingtian, which means that I should live upright and be a man of integrity!

The old man wiped every corner of the house, washed the rag, sorted out the clothes, sat in Qiushi's room, and finally touched Qiushi's suitcase.

In those old eyes that were not turbid, there were endless longings and... expectations of reunion...

"All living things should decay, and all things will decay.

Your devout believers pray to you and start a trial..."

...

Reality, a vegetable garden on a barren mountain in an unknown province.

Tao Yi heard the ringing of the phone at hand before she opened her eyes.

"Ding-ling-ling--"

There were no Internet or telephone lines on the barren mountain, and she had no idea whether the rotary phone on the table was connected to the void or something else.

This was a gift from a friend of hers, two months ago on her last birthday.

Tao Yi smiled and stood up, as if she didn't hear the phone ringing.

She walked towards the endless hillside terraces in front of her, took out a ray of flowing light from her portable space, and carefully sprinkled it on the fields under her feet.

Only after the "fertilization" work was completed did she leisurely return to the place where she woke up and answered the phone that was still ringing.

"Hello?"

"You deliberately didn't answer my call, Xiao Yiyi, you changed your mind."

"No, I was fertilizing and didn't have time."

"Really? I doubt your excuse, but I'll let you off this time because I'm in a good mood."

"What happened to make you so happy?"

"I bumped into that lunatic today. You know what? Although he's crazy, he's really generous. The four of us divided up a little bit of [Divine] fragments, which is a small gain."

"Oh, what a coincidence, I also found a little bit of [ Divinity], and I used the method you mentioned to spread these [Divinity] as fertilizer. "

"Is it useful?"

"For the time being, it seems that it has not."

"Well, I just happened to flip through the biological experiment records of the Tower of Matter. It is not certain whether it is reliable or not. You..."

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to want to say something, but Tao Yi suddenly interrupted him and asked:

"By the way, have you done human experiments?"

"Uh...ah? Too many, which one do you mean?"

"Seal [Divinity] in someone else's body"I'm sick? I can't hide it on myself, what kind of question is this? Why are you asking this?" "When did you join the Physical Quality Association?" "Ah? What do I..." Tao Yi interrupted again: "I used the thing you gave me." "No, Xiao Yiyi, you are a little strange today, I..." "Hey, I forgot to water it, I'm going to be busy first." After saying that, Tao Yi hung up the phone decisively. She stood on the hillside, facing the sun, squinting and smiling. She looked like a little fox who smelled a secret. As for the other end of the phone... "Beep beep-" "?" ... Reality, an apartment in an unknown province or city. Gao Yu stood in the corridor outside the door and exhaled a few deep breaths. He sorted out his clothes, put on a new backpack, and then raised his hand and knocked on the door. "Dongdong-" "Who is it, coming. "

A man's voice came from inside the door, and soon, the door opened.

A middle-aged Mediterranean man stood in the room. He put out the cigarette in his hand and smiled awkwardly.

"Xiaoyu... Why did you get out of school so early today? I just smoked a cigarette. Really, you just happened to see it."

The man was embarrassed and quibbled. Seeing that he couldn't lie anymore, he hurriedly threw the cigarette butt out of the house.

Gao Yu smiled and glanced at him, and walked straight in.

"Smoke less, Dad."

"I usually don't smoke, but it's your mother..."

"What about me? What? What did I do to make you, Gao, so upset that you can only smoke, huh?"

There was a roar from the kitchen. The man shrank his head, pointed at the kitchen and whispered to Gao Yu:

"Look, I was scared. "

Although the man's reaction was very real and his speech was very fluent, if you look closely, you can still see that his body is somewhat uncoordinated, as if he has joint disease and all his movements are a little slow and awkward.

"You, my mother just takes care of you too well."

Gao Yu threw his schoolbag on the sofa and shouted towards the kitchen:

"Mom, what are we eating today?"

"I'm so angry, what's the point of eating? Keep quiet, Xiaolin is resting in the room, don't wake her up. "

Gao Yu wanted to say "Who has a louder voice than you?", but after thinking about it, he gave up. He looked at his father innocently and went back to the house with a pursed mouth.

The bedroom was not big, but it was very warm, not like a boy's room.

A pretty girl was lying on the bed in the bedroom, breathing evenly and taking a nap.

Gao Yu did not wake her up, but carefully moved out the stool, and then took out a...

scalpel from the workbench.

He lifted his shirt, looked at his chest, and then pulled up to cut his skin directly.

Blood spurted out, staining the table red.

Just when he was about to make the wound deeper, a strong little hand grabbed the handle of the knife.

"Awake?"

"Well, let me do it. "

The little girl's hand holding the knife did not shake at all, as if she had done this action thousands of times. She carefully cut open the skin on Gao Yu's chest and dissected along the muscle texture. After a while, she touched the metal heart coat hidden under the skin.

She carefully took out a button-sized object from the side of the heart, and then began to sew it.

Gao Yu gritted his teeth and endured the most painful time. He held the button metal in his hand and thought about it.

"Whose story is this time?"

"This time it's not a story, but a prophecy."

"?" The little girl was stunned and asked with a smile, "What prophecy?"

"Hiss——"

"Sorry, I was careless. Let me see. Fortunately, it was just off-center. There is no big problem. Maybe the spatial locator of the left hand is broken again..."

"...It's okay. I'll make another one."

"Well, thank you. Aunt Qin's left leg extension muscle unit is also broken, and Uncle Gao, his simulated lung... Xiaoyu, I really have to persuade him to smoke less. "

"Well, let him be. I just like this in my life. I'll go to the trial to find materials to make a new one."

"Okay... It's sewn. Can you listen to the story, oh no, can you listen to the prophecy?"

"Yeah, okay."

Gao Yu first took down a small box from the wall, and then put the button into the box. Then, the sound in the room became lively.

"This is not a joke, Zhao... Oh, Zhao Qian.

It seems that you don't believe me very much. Well, in this case, I'll give you a reason to die."

"Don't be angry, maybe after knowing this, you won't...They will not only die willingly, but also be deeply grateful to me...

Do you know how I know the name of your Firebringer?

At the first audience meeting, a tamer shared his story of rejecting the Firebringer in order to please Him...

Then, this poor tamer was killed by Cheng Shi.

Don't be surprised, you heard it right, it was Cheng Shi, the Cheng Shi who died in front of you.

I know he is not dead, I don't want to kill him, and I can't kill him.

At that time, he was just the tenth place on the audience ladder, but he was so decisive when he took action, as if... he himself was also a Firebringer.

You are curious about his identity, aren't you?

Unfortunately, he is not.

He told us that the Firebringer was not known to the gods because He was helping to conceal it, hahahaha, Zhao Qian, I like your expression now.

This is not a lie, although Cheng Shi and I are indeed His followers...

I was also shocked at the time, but since then, everyone present has told themselves to forget everything they heard.

Because exposing you will make Him unhappy.

He has taken a fancy to you, no, perhaps it should be said that He has taken a fancy to a performance that is about to open, and His followers can only choose to conceal it in order for this grand performance to start normally.

It was not until a long time later that we knew... Alas, forget it, this history is not glorious.

So... what I want to say is:

If I don't bring a body back today, Cheng Shi will still die and will be hunted down by the people who sent me back.

But if he really dies, the ending of you fire bearers...

is obvious.

How about it, Mr. City Builder, what do you think? "

"......"

"......"

"Borrowing the greatness of God, build a new country!

For the continuation of mankind!

For the new country!

Goodbye, this world! "

"Boom——"

Finally, there was the sound of burning flames.

"This is..." The little girl's unchanging eyes did not show shock, but her body reaction still exposed the fact that she was almost shocked to the point of crashing.

"Well, a piece of history that should be buried in the past...about the future..."

Gao Yu took out the button and placed it solemnly on the cabinet.

Looking up at this time, the cabinet covering an entire wall was densely packed with identical metal buttons.

The reason why history is known to future generations is because it will always have devout recorders.

...

Unknown space, unknown time, unknown place.

"Click. "

A hand pushed open an ordinary wooden door.

The four people outside the door opened their eyes and looked at the man who dragged the charred corpse in with different expressions.

When they keenly noticed the faint flickering of the dying fire on the corpse, everyone's face changed.

The man on the far left sighed:

"It seems to be bad news."

The woman on the far right sneered and turned away.

The remaining two in the middle stared at the man who came in for a while, and said in unison:

"Who will come?"

"You come?"

The man on the far left laughed again: "Let me do it, I'll take care of it. "

The two people in the middle nodded and disappeared in an instant.

The man dragging the charred corpse was forced to be unable to say a word by the huge pressure since he entered the door. He didn't even have time to explain the prepared speech. His vision slowly turned black as a big hand approached.

In the last moment of his life, he saw two completely different powers of faith lingering on that hand. They were entangled together just right, and the traces of flow were so dazzling and charming.

Unfortunately, he never had another chance.

"What a pity, I knew he couldn't die, alas...

But brother, you are a bit unkind, why did you bring back a fire transmission?

Fuck, you shouldn't take these messes.

How can we play this?"

The man threw the two corpses off the tall building and left the scene whistling.

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