My future diary cannot be the last one

Hua Jingyuan has actually wanted to try this for a long time.

Because of this kind of thing, Xun Xi had done it before. Although she did it to Lin Xiao in the supernatural ambulance, Hua Jingyuan was listening from the beginning to the end.

must admit.

Sometimes, it's really nice to be so skinny.

"Captain, you have changed!" Xun Xi struggled to get up, then stretched his muscles and looked at Hua Jingyuan, who was still smiling, angrily.

As the saying goes, people should look at each other with admiration after three days apart. He has not been so naughty for a long time. As a result, he never expected that Hua Jingyuan, who had always been serious and serious, would suddenly give him such a slap in the face. To be honest, that moment really made his heart beat a little faster.

Immediately afterwards, Xun Xi took out the supernatural poker again.

"Brother Xun, did you succeed?"

In Supernatural Poker, Lin Xiao was seen looking at him expectantly. As the timeline restarted, he naturally returned to Supernatural Poker.

"Yes." Xun Xi nodded: "Don't worry, let me get this ship and then help you."

"Thanks!"

The reason why Lin Xiao worked so hard to help Xun Xi was because he wanted to repay Xun Xi, but also because of what Xun Xi said to him: since the Penglai treasure ship can transform humans into supernatural beings. Of course, it can also turn supernatural beings back into humans.

Lin Xiao doesn’t want to be a supernatural being.

And with the Penglai treasure ship, he can go back to the time when he couldn't think of jumping off the building, stop his impulsive self, and become a human again.

This is the source of Lin Xiao's motivation to help Xun Xi.

That's why Lin Xiao was so excited after receiving Xun Xi's promise.

Putting away the supernatural poker, Xun Xi stood up immediately and opened the door of the cabin where everyone was sitting: "Okay, let's go to the captain's cabin now."

"Do you know where the captain's room is?"

"certainly."

Si Nian and Lin Xiao have both sailed the Penglai Treasure Ship once, so they are naturally familiar with the internal structure of the Penglai Treasure Ship. Xun Xi already knew the location of the captain's room.

And at the same time-——

"Restarted?"

In the captain's room, Xu Junfang looked at the huge map hanging on the wall and held the phone in the captain's room that could be used to dial the past. His face was uglier than ever: "Xun Xi failed to kill, no wonder Tu Su was out of trouble, no wonder the writer would Say something like that.”

Just because of a "miracle".

Xun Xi, who mistakenly entered the past world, completely broke his long-planned plan to trap Tu Su, pushing the situation to the worst possible situation.

And that's not even all.

".Betrayal by Number Six."

"The female ghost next to Xun Xi became the last generation!? How could it be possible? I understand."

The large amount of information made Xu Junfang frown deeper and deeper, but in the end he endured it: "According to the original plan, you don't have to worry about No. 6. I will restart the war era and [reset] No. 6. This way , he won’t have those ridiculous ideas anymore.”

After arranging everything, Xu Junfang hung up the phone.

".We can only fight hard."

Originally, according to his plan, he successfully trapped Tusu, and with the help of Zhenjun Wushui, it was basically certain that the plan could be implemented perfectly.

But now Xun Xi has created the last miracle.

Tu Su got out of trouble again.

It was obviously useless to kill the True Lord in vain, and he was forced to go to the worst situation he expected: a head-on confrontation with Tu Su.

".Eh."

Thinking of this, Xu Junfang sighed deeply. He didn't want to get to this point, but at this point, if he didn't do this, it would be impossible to get seven days. Thinking of this, Xu Junfang no longer hesitated, picked up the phone again and dialed a number.

Real world, Luofeng County.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!"

Because the ghost market and the others had left, the ghost market had become desolate. Only the ghosts that were constantly attracted by the brazier outside the county town filled the streets of the ghost market. Suddenly, there was an old but happy laugh. Under this laughter, even Li Gui chose to avoid it in fear.

"Liukian, I won again!"

".Tsk!"

In the deepest part of Luofeng County, in a small wooden house standing in the park in the city center, an old man with gray hair but full of energy was boxing.

"Wan Sheng!"

"Shut up!"

Unlike the old man who was so excited that he was boxing, in another corner of the room, a young man was kneeling on the ground, beating the floor crazily: "How is this possible? It shouldn't be! Why is this happening? Human beings who have no reason can actually do it. Can he become the last generation of supernatural beings?"

"Oh? You don't believe this?"

After hearing this, Mr. Luo looked at Master Liumian: "Aren't you the God of Miracles? A God of Miracles doesn't believe in miracles?"

".Of course I believe it."

The six-faced master shook his head, and then his face showed a very happy but somewhat resistant expression: "If it weren't for the bet with you, I would have opened the champagne long ago. But there are so many wonderful miracles like this. A bet with you has made me feel very uncomfortable now."

"That's no use."

Mr. Luo didn't care at all: "Anyway, you lost, and it was the biggest loss so far. I remember you studded with me back then."

".Yes."

"What about my trophy?" Mr. Luo's eyes were shining: "Liu Mian, you can do it, right? You can definitely do it!"

"Eh"

The six-faced disciple scratched his head when he heard this, and then sighed and said: "Okay, I promise you. I really don't know where you got the news from, but it makes sense. After all, you are in a declining era. It was right after that guy’s heyday.”

Mr. Luo is the strongest man in the era of decline.

What preceded him was the era of prosperity, and the strongest person in the era of prosperity was a visitor from another world who has now become one of the Thirteen Originals.

How was a primordial being born?

The original truth has long been buried in history, and it is also the so-called "taboo for the venerable". But in Mr. Luo's time, the situation was not so serious. And through Mr. Luo's many visits, he at least mastered one of the most important pieces of information about visitors from other worlds.

"When he ascended to the original state, you were present!"

It was precisely because of this information that Mr. Luo found the Six-faced Master, and finally used a huge gamble to become the unique original transcendent.

So the loot he asked for from Rokumen Botu was also very simple.

"The original ceremony that allowed visitors from other worlds to climb to the top."

“The stepping stone to the highest.”

"I want it."

Under the gaze of Mr. Luo, Master Liumian pointed his finger to his temple, and then pulled out a thread of memory light and threw it into his hand.

"Take it, but you can't share this memory."

"This is the agreement between the originals. Only those who defeat the originals and prove their abilities can gain the right to climb to the top. This is also for your own good."

"Hey, how could you lose?"

"Grandma."

Then the six-faced master was slumped for a moment, and then regained his energy: "Let's take another gamble! Things on the Penglai treasure ship are not over yet."

"Let's bet on who will win!"

After saying that, the six-faced master grinned. After several previous failures, he had mastered the trump card for victory this time, and that was——

"I bet Xun Xi will win!"

"." Looking at the excited Six-faced Master, Mr. Luo paused, and then also smiled: "Sorry, I won't bet this time."

Six-faced Master: "???"