"Who? The one just now?"

"Didn't you guess who He was?"

Cheng Shi frowned, as if thinking about something.

It's not that he didn't guess it. When he confirmed that the person in front of him was his benefactor, he knew that the person just now was probably another god of destiny, Fate.

Because they have the same external manifestation, the same form, and the same fluctuation of nothingness.

The only difference is personality.

One is indifferent, the other is detached.

"It seems you guessed it."

"So what if I guessed it? How can I, a human being, take revenge on the [God]?"

“Hehe, you don’t need to test me, I can tell you the answer.

Any living being can take revenge on the [Gods], but this kind of 'revenge' may not be the form you want.

For example, you have been taking revenge on Him from the beginning to the end. "

"???"

Big brother, please don’t talk nonsense. When have I ever taken revenge on [fate]?

Do I have the guts to play a single-player dungeon?

Seeing Cheng Shi’s surprise, He continued.

"From the moment you took off the mask that represented me at the 'starting point of your destiny', your blasphemy against destiny had already begun."

Cheng Shi was stunned when he heard this. Countless images flashed through his mind and his thoughts went back to the day when the gods descended.

...

On that sunny afternoon, the [Game of Faith] forcibly invaded the consciousness of everyone in the world in a way that humans could not understand, naturally including Cheng Shi.

Cheng Shi, who was thrown to the starting point of his fate, looked at a white mask and a dice as pale as bone in front of him, and the doubts in his heart broke through the sky.

The situation is clear and you need to make a choice between the two.

Cheng Shi was very confused. He didn't even know what these two things represented.

"What should I choose?" he said to himself.

Unexpectedly, the mask responded to him.

"Choose 'Dice of Fortune'."

Although Cheng Shi didn't know what the "Dice of Destiny" represented, he knew that the mask must be referring to that dice.

Cheng Shi is a man who listens to advice.

So he picked up the dice.

In his simple concept, it is all about listening to advice and having enough food to eat.

So he chose the dice without hesitation.

Just as the mask raised its mouth corners to reveal a relieved smile, Cheng Shi reached out and pinched the mask again.

The masked smile froze instantly.

Cheng Shi is not only a person who listens to advice, but also a smart person.

Since this mask can persuade people to take things, it must be a good thing itself.

So the greedy Cheng Shi gave up the choice between the two and chose both.

The change happened.

The dice began to sink and the mask began to burn.

Cheng Shi's left hand was burned black by the scorching flames, and his right hand was smashed into the floor by the heavy dice.

However, even so, he never let go.

It highlights that one must be greedy even if it means death.

It was not until the mask burned half of his body and the dice smashed through his palm that these abnormal changes gradually disappeared.

The dying Cheng Shi lay on the ground, looking at the remains of the mask and the gray dice in front of him, and was back to the state of choosing between two options.

Cheng Shi laughed miserably and covered his face with the only remaining lips of the mask, but the mask disappeared instantly.

In desperation, he stretched out his right hand with a hole in it to fish out the dice from the ground.

And then...

He somehow became a believer in [fraud].

There is an imperceptible [Lips of Foolish Play] on the face, and a [Dice of Fate] in the hand that will only ever roll 1.

So from the beginning till now, other people's [oracle] were to pray to the mask, but he could only pray to the dice.

...

“Do you remember?

You defied your destiny.

From that time on, every time you speak, you are blaspheming Him.

You said, if there is always a tiny bug questioning you, provoking you, and blaspheming you...

what will you do? "

Cheng Shi's face twitched, thinking that it depends on who it is.

If I were that god, I would definitely crush that dirty bug to death.

But if I were a bug...

Bah, fate is such a bitch!

His eyes narrowed slightly under the starry sky, revealing a smile.

"Look, you've blasphemed Him again."

"......"

Cheng Shi smiled on the surface, but cursed in his heart, "You summoned your believer just to laugh at him?"

"What else?"

"???"

Is this human language?

Cheng Shi twitched his face twice and sighed like he was dying:

"Let's talk about business, my Lord.

Your devout and humble believer has just suffered a murder, his mind is under tremendous pressure and he is extremely tired. He really has no energy to listen to your ridicule.

What do you want to tell me, or what do you want me to do? Please tell me directly."

He rolled his eyes and smiled:

"Why didn't you obey my command and kill that believer in [Fate]?"

Cheng Shi said honestly:

“Personally, I think that letting her realize her miserable fate and question the benefactor who once protected her might be more painful than killing her.

Death is the simplest torture."

"Interesting, maybe Death doesn't agree with you, but that's okay, He has no say.

Then how can you be sure that your choice is right? "

"Because I am your believer, your light always guides me."

This is a flattery full of traces, very loud.

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