The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

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At the end of January, the island is shrouded in fog as warm currents from the south approach.

The sun rises, the sky and the earth are white, and the trees and buildings more than ten meters away can only show a vague shadow.

Wearing soft, comfortable and cute little tiger one-piece pajamas, Diana, who was still sleepy, closed the curtains that she had just opened. She was very upset by the first fog of the year.

For a long time to come, this kind of weather will become the mainstream, and drying clothes is another matter. The ground and walls are wet and uncomfortable.

Hungry, she went downstairs to the kitchen after washing up.

After going downstairs, she glanced at the living room, and saw that Charles was sitting in the living room neatly dressed as last night, but his expression was obviously unhappy.

The refrigerator door was opened, and it still looked like it was about to be full. The roasted whole seal last year had not been eaten, and it was estimated that it could be eaten for half a month.

Old man Wolf tried his best, he couldn't eat so much with his help, and older people couldn't handle this kind of chewy meat.

Breakfast is a piece of seal meat and a few slices of pickled cucumber on bread, plus a cup of yogurt.

"Would you like something to eat?" Diana handed the half-eaten breakfast to Charles.

She didn't like to eat fish, so she ate seal meat in Xuelin for a month, and when she came back, she found that she was a little tired of eating.

There are a lot of delicious things outside, just go to the white grouper to eat a bowl of tonkotsu ramen, and come back to work when you are full.

Charles shook his head, he was not in the mood to eat.

Diana finished drinking the yogurt and said amusingly, "Have you read too many novels? He patted you three times on the shoulder, and you thought he was looking for you in the middle of the night, and then waited until three o'clock, maybe three years. , thirty years, or even three hundred years later."

Charles sighed, shook his head, and said, "Forget it, let's talk about it later."

Diana asked him curiously, "Which one is that, and why are you so obsessed with him?"

She asked this question several times last night, and Charles just wouldn't answer.

Charles was also beating drums in his heart. If he read it correctly, the old man changed his skin color, and that was the person he had met.

"I'm leaving," he said. "The guests in the territory haven't been able to have a good chat with her."

"Ms. Heidi," said Diana, "If you told me a few years ago that she would get a divorce, I wouldn't believe it. The two of them were so affectionate back then."

Charles shrugged. He mentioned it by the way when he went to Professor Erbach yesterday to talk about the test site for the next semester. As a result, the principal thought that this guy coveted the beauty of his apprentice, and took the beauty as his own and released it to his own advantage. wind.

If he hadn't sworn to the gods that he was telling the truth, the principal would have taken a hammer out of the closet and beat him.

So Professor Erbach immediately packed his luggage and flew to the airport to kill the White House.

There is still a month to leave school, and the separation time is not long, and this distance is not a big deal before the teleportation operation. After the two kissed a few times, Charles left, and Diana went back upstairs to change clothes. Go eat ramen on your own, then come back and start researching some kind of magic item.

The fog all around dissipated a little, and Charles had just walked out of Diana's house when he found someone standing on the side of the road.

The God of Death still looked sickly. After seeing Charles approaching, he gave him a deep look, gave him a look, then turned and walked towards the gate of Wisteria College.

There was no one else on the road, and one **** and one person just walked one after the other until they walked out of the gate of the academy.

The **** of death goes to the right, that is the road to the sea.

Charles turned left, walked straight down the main road, and then turned a few turns to reach the handicraft workshop area on the island.

Half a minute later, the God of Death appeared beside Charles and said in a hoarse voice, "You have successfully aroused my interest."

Charles said calmly: "Sorry, I'm not interested in your Excellency."

He really wasn't interested in this one. This one was in charge of the souls of the dead, and he felt that there was something strange about this matter, because it was a bit of a conflict with Reimu's business, especially after the appearance of the Hall of Valor.

The God of Death didn't seem to be very surprised by Charles' answer. His expression was paralyzed, and he continued to say in that hoarse voice, "Do you want to meet your parents?"

Charles sighed inwardly and replied, "If your Excellency wants to send me to see them, then you will be spared. If Your Excellency sees them, tell me that I am doing well now, and my enemies are basically killed. I invite you to dinner."

"Don't waste your time on me, Your Excellency. After all, I was almost killed by Your Excellency. My favorability for Your Excellency is negative."

"If I hadn't been able to beat your Excellency, I would have driven you away long ago."

The God of Death looked at the guy for a few seconds and said, "Interesting little guy."

"I've also seen people who ignored us after knowing our identities before, but actually wanted to arouse our curiosity. I'm all just kidding."

"You are different. You are really not afraid of me, and you don't even like me."

"Aren't you afraid that I will make you doomed?"

Charles shook his head slightly and said, "Actually, Your Excellency is also afraid that the Lord of God will come back suddenly one day and will be furious because of his nonsense."

He threw out a piece of Wang Bang, which caused the **** of death to turn his head and give him another look.

"Hey..." The God of Death laughed coldly, "You know a lot, no wonder, it seems that you have been to the bottom of the lake."

"There is no future to mix with them. The loser is always the loser, no matter how many times it is repeated."

"I admit that I looked down on you before. If you follow me now, I can give you what they can give you."

Charles shook his head without hesitation and said, "Forget it, there is a very important point that your Excellency is inferior to them."

Now even the God of Death became curious and asked, "How can I compare to them?"

Charles said seriously: "They are prettier than you."

God of Death: "That's it?"

Charles: "That's it."

"I'm afraid you don't know their true colors." The God of Death sneered, "They are all slimes."

Charles looked up at the white sun in the misty sky, and said seriously, "Slime...it's not impossible."

This time even the God of Death was stunned, and after a while he said, "People can't... at least they shouldn't..."

Charles turned his head to look directly into his eyes and said, "The preciousness of human beings lies in daring to try the unknown and daring to break through new fields."

"If you appeared in front of me as a beautiful big sister at the beginning, maybe we would have cooperated happily."

After all, it was a **** who had experienced great winds and waves. He said straight to the point: "It is often said that there is only a thin line between a genius and a lunatic. I take this kind of remark as a kind of confusion pretending to understand. People who say this kind of thing often don't have a clue How much knowledge is there, so in order to pretend to be coercive, they pretend to be inscrutable, and say some words that are ambiguous, but can't stand careful study. After these people have finished speaking, they deceive themselves and draw a circle, preaching Those who dissent are all idiots, and those who agree with themselves in the circle are really awesome.”

"Anyone who has really come into contact with geniuses will know that although some geniuses seem crazy, they have clear goals, their own plans and rhythms, and they know what they are doing."

"Mad...do they know what they're doing? Those who play with words and make hypocrisy can't say such things if they live with a lunatic for a month."

"I've been following you since the day we first met. I wonder why they value you so much."

"It turns out that you are among the very best of the bunch. Your goals do seem crazy, but there is a clear context in what you do, and you know what you're doing. Even I also have to think there's a chance you'll be successful in the end, including what you're going to do with those slimes."

"I know, those of you who grew up singing the "Internationale" have little interest in us, but we are not the same as the so-called gods in your world, those are just things made up by religion and superstition, and we are real, and control the world."

"Just as the country in your previous life said in the document, the initial generation of religious concepts in your country reflects the primitive people's mysterious sense of natural phenomena in the case of an extremely low level of productivity. After entering a class society, The most profound social root for the existence and development of religion lies in the fact that people are under the **** of blind dissident forces in this society and cannot get rid of it, lies in the fear and despair of the laborers over the great suffering caused by the exploitation system, and lies in the needs of the exploiting class. The use of religion as an important spiritual means of anesthetizing and controlling the masses."

"But we are different. We exist objectively. Like teachers, we have been educating and guiding the development of intelligent life."

Hearing this, Charles sneered and said, "But what you are doing does not represent the development requirements of advanced productive forces, the direction of advanced culture, and the fundamental interests of the broadest people."

The God of Death gave an unprecedented smile, and he said, "If you have educated your children, you will have a deep understanding of your own words."

"We are not at the same height as mortals, and we look at these issues at a higher level."

"Cars, for example, are certainly good things. But if you were a teacher, would you think it was the right thing for a child under ten to drive?"

"Since the Lord of God wants us to take good care of all sentient beings before leaving, it is necessary for them to avoid contact with dangerous things until the necessary conditions are met."

"If the Lord of God came back and saw that you both fired nuclear weapons at each other and all died, how would you ask us to answer?"

"It's like when you send your child to the kindergarten, and when you pick up the child, the teacher says that the child played with matches and set the kindergarten on fire and burned himself to death. How would you react?"

Charles was silent for a long time after listening, and finally shook his head wordlessly.

The **** of death saw that he had not spoken for several minutes, so he turned and left at the next intersection.

Charles himself walked silently on the foggy street, the ground was a little slippery, and if he walked down, he could see the traces of someone slipping to the ground nearby.

At the same time, he thought about what the God of Death said just now. It didn't sound like it was a big problem. If Reimu had not said other things to him before, he basically believed it.

The night before he was going to go to the Catherine Palace after the New Year, Reimu suddenly slipped into his bed.

That night, Reimu said to him, "I want to discuss something with you. Are you interested in overthrowing the gods?"

Charles asked, "Did I shut you down if I refused?"

"No." Reimeng said solemnly, "I will delete this memory of you later, you only remember that this night you just slept as usual."

Charles asked him, "Then you talk about the cause and effect?"

Reimu sighed and began to recall: "The real God in this world is called God Lord, and I don't know his origin."

"He is very loving, and often brings back to this world races that have fallen into extinction in other worlds."

"Our so-called gods are just children who have mastered the basic laws, helping him manage the races that come here to take refuge and multiply."

"We were divided into three groups at that time, one was native to us, the other two were foreigners, and one of them was the pink brain flower before."

"One day, the Lord of God said that he was going to another place, let us take care of this place."

"It started off fine after he left, and we thought he was just going somewhere else to save people."

"It's just that after a while, the connection between him and us was cut off."

"Later, the pink brain flower jumped out first, intending to steal the authority of the God Lord, and was finally sealed by the other two of us. It was completely destroyed not long ago."

"Afterwards, we broke down with another group. Most of us were wiped out, and now we are the only few left."

"After they seized power, they completely blocked the ascension channel for mortals to become gods."

"They were only a powerful mortal intelligent race at the beginning, and they reached this field after being directed by the Lord of God."

"It's just that in order to prevent other races from becoming gods, they almost blocked all the channels."

"We just want to take everything back and reopen the channel."

Charles asked suspiciously: "Isn't it bad that only you have the authority? Why do you want to open the ascending channel?"

"It's not good at all." Reimu shook his head, "The Lord said that even for us, the only way to stand still is to decline, and if those of us who are connected with the basic laws of the world decline, it will also lead to the decline of this world and then destroy."

"It's just that we were the only ones who were there when the Lord said this. Later, when we told them, they thought we were frightening them."

Then he said very seriously: "The most obvious example is that Diana has come here, which shows that the "firm" wall between our two worlds that has been repaired has begun to loosen again, indicating that our world's 'decline' has accelerated ."

"If this world is destroyed, it will affect the 'nearby' world, such as your hometown."

Charles thought, it seems that this is really a world.

After thinking for a while, he asked, "Then do you have any plans?"

Reimu replied: "We already have a preliminary plan, and the feasibility is extremely high. Now we need a spokesperson for the mortal world."

Charles thought for a while, and said, "Why does it sound like I have a billion-dollar project~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It's only two thousand dollars short of me now?"

Reimu said helplessly, "Do I miss your two thousand dollars?"

Charles asked again, "Will that allow Diana to come home?"

"What's so difficult about this?" Reimeng said, "It's fine to borrow from your hometown."

Charles immediately agreed: "Well, let her go home, and I'll do it with you."

Now compare the words of the two sides, and something interesting will appear.

Charles did not rush to a conclusion, this matter needs to be thought slowly in the future.

In the end, he went to a workshop run by a dwarf, asked if his custom-made big guy made of graphite could be delivered on time at the end of February and left contentedly.

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