I am not a trainer

In the trials, Luo He's crushing performance conquered audiences at home and abroad.

All major leagues attach great importance to this promising rising star.

Glory to the Papal States.

In the solemn and magnificent cathedral, the black-robed nun asked piously:

"Your Majesty, is it really okay to just hand over the Holy Grail to that gentleman like this?"

In the light cast by the colorful zenith glass, the crowned woman is wearing a black coat and holding a ruby ​​scepter. She is graceful and noble, with deep eyes.

"He is not our enemy, but the prophesied king who will end strife."

"It is far better for the sacred object to be in his hands than for us to use it." Joan closed her eyes slightly: "When he picks up the first napkin, you can hand over the sacred object in your hand to him."

Hetty looked up at the back of the black-clad Pope and said respectfully: "Yes."

"If you still have any questions, ask them now."

Seeing that Hetty was still lingering, Joan spoke calmly.

Hetty was startled for a moment, then said a little cautiously:

"To be honest with you, Your Majesty, I actually want to ask, where is the source of the prophecy you mentioned?"

"You said that that adult would end the catastrophes and floods and open a new chapter for the world. But now, that adult is not yet twenty years old..."

Hetty expressed her doubts.

Joan turned around, her ruby ​​eyes reflected the silent nun who bowed her head and said slowly:

"Prophecies are constantly changing, just like the stars."

"As for the source of the prophecy——"

Joan raised her eyes and looked up at the dome: "Do you know the basis of fate?"

"The basis of fate?" Hetty was puzzled.

“Destiny is like the thread spun in a spinning wheel, which is spun, maintained and cut by God.”

"And that god is the God of Destiny, whom even the Supreme Being of Heaven has no right to interfere with."

"Legend has it that the God of Destiny lives in the starry sky, so those who look up at the starry sky will receive revelations of destiny."

Qiong An answered the question and said: "The prophecy about that young man is exactly the revelation I received from the stars."

Hetty was stunned.

So, there are gods supporting Lord Luo He behind him?

It is speculated that to some extent, it is a mistake. However, the thigh that Chef Luo held was not the God of Destiny, but another big boss.

At this moment, at home in Yunling.

Luo He looked at the sudden flash of Gluttony's dining knife and felt the aura coming from the spiritual world, with a subtle mood.

Death comes with news.

Flashing twice, it probably means I’ll see you in two updates tonight?

There is still some time before the World Championship begins.

Luo He had just finished a game, which was a trial match for the Fish Pond Bureau, and he had just returned from Bodhi City, so he originally planned to take a few days off.

Unexpectedly, not long after this, Senior Death invited me down again.

Luo He coughed lightly.

Isn't it just going to hell? I know this job well.

This Gluttony knife was originally owned by the God of Death. Luo He held the handle of the knife and released the power of ripples to deliver his answer.

No problem, see you tonight.

The table knife no longer flickered, probably because he was satisfied with Luo He's answer.

Luo He didn't know why Senior Death suddenly came to him. Thinking about it, it most likely had something to do with World Tree.

After all, meeting Hill and becoming the messenger of the World Tree is of great importance, and there is no reason for the God of Death not to know.

"Senior Death God likes desserts, so why don't you make some and take them over?" Luo He thought to himself.

In addition, the honey cake that the three-headed dog loves to eat is also indispensable before entering the spirit world.

Everything is ready.

Just wait until dark.

Luo He went into the mountains in the afternoon and harvested a batch of newly ripe spiritual fruits. He also caught a few fresh reed chickens and enjoyed the joy of farming and harvesting vegetables.

Master Li returned to work in the imperial capital. He had dinner in the mountains with Senior Turtle, Dang Kang, Jiuselu and Chipmunk.

His own pet beasts also came out. Xiaojiu was lying on a branch chewing apples, Yuyu was swimming leisurely in the river, Xiu Gou helped Luo He cut vegetables, and Xue Xue nervously chatted with Jiuselu.

The seagull is looking into the distance, while Zero is riding a motorcycle and leaning on the dial of the car in a daze.

The main dish for dinner is Kunlun Ganoderma lucidum transplanted by senior Bai Ze, stewed into chicken soup with reed chicken, which is a great tonic.

During this period, Zero gave everyone a performance. With an expressionless face, he pulled out the lightsaber from his chest, inserted it back in the same way, and took a bow.

This scene, like swallowing a sword in the mouth and gravel in the chest, won unanimous praise from the audience.

Jiuselu's eyes were clear and stupid, and he said strangely: "Huh? Why can't I understand? Why did that sword disappear?"

Senior Gui commented sharply: "Whatever this means, Dangkang can do it too."

Dangkang:? ? ?

Luo He looked at the sky.

What are you doing with this beautiful girl's body, Zero!

Night falls quietly.

Luo He returned home, lying on the soft sofa and reading a book, stroking the little panda on his belly, waiting for the summons of death.

Gradually, a cold and familiar feeling crawled up his back. Luo He took Xiaojiu back into space, relaxed his body, and let the shadow drag him under the water.

As his consciousness continued to sink, he passed through the boundless darkness, the undercurrent of the Styx floated to his ears, and the sails of the Shroud came into view.

Luo He stood up from the deck and looked at the lonely figure standing at the bow of the ship.

"Senior Death, long time no see."

Suddenly looking back, his cheeks were pale and beautiful, his eyes were sullen and sad, the silver-haired god of death glanced at Luo He and went straight to the point.

"Is Hill dead?"

As expected of the god of death, he always speaks auspicious words.

"You said that the one named Hill should be the will of World Tree?" Luo He asked carefully.

The God of Death didn't reply. He acquiesced and looked at Luo He.

"She gave you the power of ripples so easily, which I didn't expect, but it's also a good thing."

The ship of the dead is full of coldness and despair, sailing on the River Styx to the palace of Death.

The fog filled the air, as if an invisible hand suddenly cut off the topic and remained silent for a long time.

"After Hill gave me the power of ripples, he fell into a deep sleep."

"According to what she said, the next time I wake up will probably be the day when I gather the origins of the world." Luo He pondered.

The God of Death looked forward, but she had obviously heard what Luo He said, and her eyes flickered, containing things that Luo He couldn't understand.

Finally, she concluded in an otherworldly tone:

“What saves the world is not necessarily good, and what destroys the world is not necessarily evil.”

"No matter how long the balance can be maintained, everything in the world will move toward nothingness."

As he spoke, the God of Death's eyes were actually filled with sadness, which made Luo He's heart ache.

But the conversation ended at this point. Luo He had no room to evaluate the two big guys. After all, they were both masters of the three realms who had participated in the mass extinction event.

"Anyway..." Luo He coughed lightly and said, "Senior Death God, I brought you some snacks, do you want to try them?"

Death glanced and stretched out his palm.

Luo He obediently placed the gold foil candies he had prepared in advance into the palm of Death.

The gold foil candy wrapper is quite beautiful. Even in the dark underworld, it still glows with light. When you twist both sides of the candy, the shimmer of light flows.

The appearance of the God of Death was a bit strange, but he concealed it well and said coldly: "What is this?"

"Toffee."

Luo He smiled and said, "You will know after you taste it."

Toffee is a fudge made from molasses and cream. The raw materials include condensed milk, cocoa powder, syrup and hazelnuts. The high sugar content brings satisfaction and happiness.

The sugar cubes are carefully made by Luo He. The outer layer is rich in caramel flavor, and the inner soft candy core is blended with the mellow and soft texture of milk, resulting in a smooth milky taste.

The silver-haired Death God glanced at Luo He and said nothing. He opened the candy wrapper with unfamiliar movements, stared at the ordinary-looking toffee candy for a while, picked it up and put it in his mouth.

After a while, she closed her eyes.

The sharp, cold, and melancholy wind on the sea suddenly became warm, gentle, and comfortable.

Luo He captured the subtle changes in the expression of Death, which was so beautiful that it made your heart stop.

Treat this scene as an advertisement and it can be recorded in the history of communication. Luo He can instantly become the best-selling confectioner in the world.

Soon, like a flash in the pan, Death's expression returned to its cold expression.

But she moved her mouth and moved the candy in her mouth to the other side with a stern look in her eyes.

"I will take you to meet a guest today."

Luo He: "..."

Quite cute.

"Which guest?"

"Fate."

A trace of disgust flashed in Death's eyes.

"I traveled from the future back to the present and asked to see you by name."

Luo He was shocked.

"Come back in time? Want to see me?"

In the palace, there are beautifully carved marble columns, and the red carpet extends above the viewing angle.

On the throne, sat the silver-haired God of Death, with his boots raised.

Luo He and the three-headed hell dog stood under the throne, with four heads and eight eyes. They all turned their heads and looked at a white cat side by side.

At this moment, Luo He looked at the white cat in confusion.

The God of Destiny mentioned by the God of Death is actually this white cat? !

White cats are very beautiful, with soft fur and heterochromatic eyes that are the highlight of their appearance.

One is a golden eye, with pupils like clocks; the other is a purple eye, filled with the vast starry sky.

"Hello, my name is Jenny."

The white cat looked at Luo He and made a sweet voice like a girl:

"You are the famous Luo He, right?"

Luo He was stunned. When did I become so famous? Even the God of Destiny knew about me?

At this time, the God of Death on the throne said in a cold tone:

"As agreed, it's time for you to inform us of your intention."

"I have a name, Jenny."

"A cat is a cat, what else needs a name?" Death said coldly.

Luo He thought to himself, is the God of Death so malicious to cats?

So, she should be a bitch?

The white cat no longer argued with the god of death, waggled its tail, turned to Luo He and said:

"I am the God of Destiny who has traveled from the future to the present. There is something extremely important that is related to the survival of the world. I must tell you, Luo He."

Luo He stretched out his hand and said, "Wait a minute, how can you prove that you are the God of Destiny?"

Although the God of Death did not raise any questions, Luo He was still very puzzled. It was very bizarre that a cat suddenly told you that he was the God of Destiny.

The white cat seemed to have expected it, and the hands in the eyes of the golden clock turned.

Then, a mini textile machine appeared in front of it.

Although the sparrow is small, it has all five internal organs. The textile machine runs automatically to carry out various steps and continuously spins silk threads.

Jenny put the cat's paw gently on the mini textile machine and said:

"Please look at this spinning wheel of destiny. The densely packed threads in the spinning wheel symbolize the destiny of all things in the world."

"And I made this spinning wheel." Jenny used her cat's paw to gently hook the silk thread, skillfully and flexibly, "I am responsible for the maintenance, tailoring and spinning destiny, meow~"

Luo He: "..."

What jenny did the loom speed up labor productivity?

This spinning wheel exudes a mysterious aura, and even the power of ripples cannot see through its details.

There is no doubt about the identity of the God of Destiny,

Luo He cast an inquiring look at the God of Death. Seeing her stern expression, he continued to communicate with Jenny:

"What did you come to me to tell me?"

The white cat had a serious expression and said seriously:

"In the universe that the Emperor of Heaven watches, there are three major time and spaces, namely balanced time and space, void time and space, and clear time and space, which correspond to the three states of pure air and turbid air."

"I come from a void time and space where turbid air swallows all things. In that world, all things have been destroyed. I am here to tell you..."

Luo He felt heavy after hearing this, but saw the white cat suddenly got stuck and stopped talking.

"Why don't you continue talking?" Luo He asked strangely.

"I think, I can't remember."

The white cat thought hard and slapped its head with its claws, but in the end it was powerless and said with tears:

"It's a very important thing, something that can't be forgotten. Jenny can't remember it, meow."

Luo He: "..."

It's crazy.

Traveling back through time and space is just to make a living, right?

The God of Death understood something in his heart and said calmly:

"Traveling through time and space is subject to rules, and memory will be lost. Even gods cannot avoid this."

"But as long as you keep thinking about it, there will always be a day when you remember it."

The God of Death looked at the white cat and said coldly: "Before this, you will live in my spirit world until you remember the information you brought back."

The white cat nodded: "Got it!"

The legendary God of Destiny is very different from Luo He's imagination.

I can't say it's because I'm not smart, I can only say it's because I have a bad memory.

However, Jenny has brought some very important information.

The balance of purity and turbidity is related to the three major time and space.

Later, when Jenny recalls the information, it will surely provide vital help in dealing with the catastrophe.

Luo He's eyes flickered.

Perhaps the reason why I traveled through time can also be obtained through the information brought by the white cat.

Luo He was not very interested in the reason for time travel, but it would be great if he could figure out the beginning and end.

The three-headed dog of hell took the white cat to find a place to stay in the palace.

In the main hall, Luo He and the God of Death were left.

"It's a joke for you." Death said, holding his forehead.

Luo He shook his head and said, "Then, I will go back first?"

"Wait a minute."

The God of Death stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the knife."

Luo He was stunned for a moment, and then handed the Gluttony knife to the God of Death.

"Among the four origins, the power of fertility already exists in the world. Humans cast the sacred beast kitchen utensils and then awaken the power of fertility..."

Death paused for a moment and said: "As for the original power corresponding to the seven deadly sins tableware, it comes from their original form."

"Original form?"

The God of Death looked at the silver table knife in his hand and injected a trace of space power into it.

Immediately afterwards, the appearance of Gluttony's table knife changed, from tableware to a bright silver short knife, filled with evil thoughts!

Facing Luo He's surprised gaze, the God of Death slowly said:

"For the sake of peace, mankind forged swords into plowshares and recast the seven deadly sins into tableware. Later generations gave it the honor of the seven virtues."

"And the weapons made of legendary metal... are the essence of the seven deadly sins. They need to use specific methods to release the seal."

The God of Death threw the Gluttony Dagger back to Luo He: "Try it."

Luo He caught it hurriedly, looking at the gluttony dagger in his palm with mixed emotions.

This set of tableware, like the Zanpakutō, actually has a liberated form?

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