My future diary cannot be the last one

Penglai treasure ship, captain's interior.

"Finally we've come this far."

Xu Junfang looked dejected. From his position, he could just see the scene below. Xun Xi was confronting the True Monarch who died in vain, and Messiah was still entangled with Tu Su outside the boat. In addition to this, the four electors of the Theocracy have also boarded the Penglai treasure ship and are heading here.

Not as a last resort.

He actually had no intention of turning to the [Theocratic State] for help. After all, the [Theocratic State] was not a weakling, and the Messiah was a special transcendent like Tu Su.

Seeking skin from a tiger.

How can it be beneficial?

The reason why Xu Junfang was able to establish a connection with the [Theocratic State] was thanks to the war years when countries other than Yanzhou invaded Yanzhou. He followed this line and found such a foreign aid. And they also support Xu Junfang's plan very much, and they also have their own theory.

That is the theory of the Unification Church.

According to the Unification Church, the so-called supernatural is not actually a symbol of terror, but the appearance of human beings originally created by the "One God".

Immortal and immortal, not attached to material desires.

However, human beings did not cherish the kindness of the "only God" and ate the forbidden fruit.

So the "One God" deprived mankind of its true appearance and drove mankind out of the Kingdom of God, so mankind became the miserable appearance it is now.

They will get sick and die of old age, and any natural animal can easily kill them. In the eyes of the Unification Church, this body they are born with is their biggest "sin", the only proof that God has not forgiven mankind, and the filth that needs to be washed away.

So they almost hit it off with Xu Junfang.

And Xu Junfang’s evaluation of their theory is -——

"madman."

Xu Junfang has also seen the only god that the Unification Church believes in. He boasts that there is nothing in the sky or on the earth. In fact, he is the original supernatural being, nothing strange.

There are seven in Yanzhou. (The count is correct, there are really seven)

Moreover, the original state of the Unification Church, the God of purity and faith [the only truth], is very wrong. If I have to say it, it’s a bit like [turning the world upside down].

Present, but inactive.

Therefore, Xu Junfang speculated that the Unification Sect's theory was probably made up by their own brains, and the teachings were full of loopholes. If they were put on the Yanzhou Novel Network, they would be thrown into the street. It’s just that Xu Junfang needs the power of the Theocracy, so he can only agree with the theories of these lunatics.

"Hopefully they work."

Thinking of this, Xu Junfang pushed back his hair again, revealing a face exactly like his - the last generation of supernatural beings, who could be seen to be his real "accomplice".

"What do you think?"

"can not see."

Facing Xu Junfang's inquiry, Guan Zhilai blinked: "According to the results I saw, you survived these seven days successfully. Logically speaking, we have succeeded. But the despairing writer predicted that you would fail on the eighth day and the third Eight days is beyond my threshold.”

"Tsk!"

Xu Junfang smacked his lips: "In that case, speed up the progress! Seven days is too slow, I want to complete the plan within five days or not, three days!"

"How to do it?"

"What else can be done?"

Xu Junfang took a deep breath, and then took out a black-covered book from his arms - only the original supernatural being could affect the Penglai treasure ship.

"writer."

【I am here. 】

As soon as Xu Junfang opened the black book, a line of golden cursive characters appeared on the title page, as if on the other side of the book, the desperate writer had been waiting for a long time. This feeling made Xu Junfang almost vomit. He wanted to close the book, but he couldn't muster the courage.

Because he cannot fail.

"I agree." Xu Junfang almost gritted his teeth and said, "I will follow your request and arrange the murder game you designed on the Penglai treasure ship."

【What are your conditions? 】

"Write a script for me, as I ask."

【I reject】

[I never write a script based on other people's ideas, let alone a hopeful script. 】

"forget about it."

Xu Junfang took a deep breath and restrained the idea of ​​compromise: "Unless I succeed, I will not make a deal with you. I will not retreat from this step."

After saying this, he stared at the book.

"You want to kill Xun Xi, right?" Xu Junfang whispered: "Isn't the murder game you designed just to erase Xun Xi's existence? You even let Xun Xi approach the Penglai treasure ship step by step and participate in this matter. The whole thing was just to take this opportunity to erase him, right?"

"You have used the past world to consume the miracles of Six-faced Bodhisattva."

"And in the Penglai treasure ship, he has no way to contact the destiny broker. Although he also has the help of the last generation, it is completely meaningless to you."

"Xun Xi looks like he's at his strongest."

"But in fact, he who has lost his original attention is the weakest to you."

"you need me."

"And if this opportunity is missed, there will be one less thing in this world that can kill Xun Xi, and the incident of the visitor from another world may happen again."

Xu Junfang took out all his chips.

After a long time——

【.What do you want to write? 】

"Just one sentence!" Xu Junfang's pupils shrank suddenly and he suppressed his excitement: "Three days. No, now! I want you to write that I have succeeded now!"

[Can’t write it. 】

[Stories also need to be logical. 】

"Then take a step back." Xu Junfang was not surprised by this and continued: "It is night now. When the sun rises from the sea level tomorrow morning, my plan will succeed."

【.good. 】

What Xu Junfang said slowly appeared on the black book.

This is the fate written for him by desperate writers.

And at the moment when the writing appeared, the white mist that originally took seven days to spread to the whole world increased its spread speed by more than ten times.

"very good!"

Xu Junfang passed through the captain's room and quickly caught this change, with a look of satisfaction on his face: "I will arrange the murder game."

【Looking forward to your performance】

Xu Junfang then put away the books.

At the same time, Guan Zhilai suddenly said: "Seek the skin of a tiger, a desperate writer is much more vicious than [The Theocracy], this is not a wise move."

"no way."

Xu Junfang shook his head: "The reason why the desperate writer told me his prophecy of the eighth day is that he calculated it accurately and forced me to make a deal with him."

"Except I'm not going to follow through with the plan."

"Otherwise there's no way to escape."

Having said that, Guanzhilai still hesitated: "The writer is different from me. He can predict the future perfectly. I even suspect that he foresaw the script you forced him to write in advance. This may be all in his expectation." , I'm worried that you will eventually lead the wolf into the house."

".No matter what, I have no way out."

Xu Junfang took a deep breath. How could thousands of years of obsession be so easily dismissed, so he immediately abandoned the weak thoughts in his heart.

"And don't I still have you?"

Having said this, Xu Junfang touched Guan Zhilai's face. As his most trusted "associate", Guan Zhilai was also his biggest trump card.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Junfang picked up the black phone in the captain's room.

The writer wrote the script for him. In exchange, he also arranges murder games that the writer needs.

"Hello?" A familiar voice came from the phone.

"It's me." Xu Junfang said solemnly: "No. 7, prepare. I will cooperate with you. Prepare to start the eighth era, I want to use it."

There are seven past worlds in Penglai Treasure Ship.

They correspond to the seven major eras of Yanzhou.

The seventh age is the age of silence where He Zudao lives. Therefore, the eighth era after the Silent Age is now the Age of Recovery.

Xun Xi's era.