Upon hearing this, Lin Nai's pupils narrowed slightly, almost imperceptibly.
"That's none of your concern."
Lin Nai showed no sign of distress and said calmly, "You just need to answer me whether you are willing or not."
The Ten Souls remained silent for a while, knowing that they didn't have many choices.
Although the White Death God is also a deity and cannot be truly killed, if He does not wish to, He can only remain imprisoned in the Sea of the Dead for tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of years...
"My current divine power is only 0.03% of what it was at its peak."
Shi Hun said, "If you think my power can still be of some help to you, I am willing to form a soul contract with you. But I will only contract with you for ten thousand years. If you do not find my wife and children within ten thousand years, then our contract will be automatically terminated."
"......make a deal."
Linna's lips twitched. The gods' concept of time was truly different; it seemed He actually thought ten thousand years was quite short...
Then, Lin Nai reached out and gently touched Shi Hun's head with one finger, slowly channeling his divine power.
The hazy light and shadow enveloped it.
Soon, a white death god's mark appeared on Totsuka's forehead...
......
Night Watch Headquarters, Premium Meeting Room.
The mature and beautiful woman slowly took a sip of tea.
Then, with a loud bang, he slammed the cup down on the coffee table and said coldly, "Tell me, how do you explain running away from home for so many days?"
Liu He looked at the coffee table and swallowed hard.
Thinking back, that exquisite spirit wood coffee table was something the bureau chief had traded for with an elder from the Confucian Company last month for a hundred soul crystals; it was a bit expensive...
At night, the girl shrank back and said timidly, "Second Aunt, I was wrong..."
"Hmph." The mature and beautiful woman's eyes were icy cold: "When I saw you just now, you were clearly in your 'inner' state, but as soon as you saw me, you reverted to your 'outer' state. Did you think that seeing your pitiful appearance would make you too soft to say anything to me?"
The girl lowered her head: "No...no..."
"Not yet, but I think you are!" The mature and beautiful woman squeezed the teacup in her hand with a "crack" and shattered it.
Liu He: "......"
That spirit charcoal teacup is quite expensive...
The mature and beautiful woman said, "Let 'her' out here, now!"
Night Child: "..."
"It must be 'her' who corrupted you," the mature and beautiful woman said fiercely. "Otherwise, given your personality, how could you do something so irresponsible? You know better than anyone how special your identity is!"
The girl said timidly, "It's not 'her' fault, it was...it was me who took it upon myself to...escape..."
"What did you say?!"
"I...I'm sorry!"
Night fell and her eyes were slightly red. She bit her lip, not daring to look into her aunt's eyes.
"......"
The mature and beautiful woman fell silent.
After a while, she said again, "Captain Liu."
"Uh, I'm here." Liu He coughed lightly twice to let everyone know he was there.
"Is this how you humans act as allies?" The mature and beautiful woman glanced at him. "Our people went missing in your plane, and you didn't even say a word? If it weren't for the fact that my people left a sensing core on Wan'er and found her, were you planning to keep it a secret forever?"
Liu He touched his nose: "Uh... well..."
"It has nothing to do with Captain Liu," Ye Wan'er said, still with her head down. "I told Captain Liu that I didn't want to contact my tribe..."
“You…” the mature and beautiful woman gritted her teeth.
I'm so angry I'm completely speechless!
"boss."
A voice came from outside.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the reception room, a young male angel in a black suit gently knocked on the glass, then walked in, approached the mature and beautiful woman, and leaned down to say, "There's a phone call. It's from the Dimensional Warfare Company..."
"Bring him in."
"yes."
A technological panel quickly appeared before the mature and beautiful woman's eyes. Just like the systems of human civilization, this panel was visible only to her.
"Hello, this is Icebreaker."
The mature and beautiful woman listened for a while, glanced at Ye Wan'er sitting opposite her with a guilty look on her face, then paused and said, "Well, we haven't found her yet."
"Do my people need you to interfere?"
"I'd like to know too. If you're so capable, go find it yourselves."
The mature and beautiful woman frowned and hung up the phone.
Night still sat quietly across from me, head bowed in remorse, eyes slightly red, looking very sad herself.
When Po Bing saw her like this, the corner of his mouth twitched.
They always use this trick...
Every time, I'd clearly rehearsed my lines, copied a bunch of the harshest and most cutting things to say to someone from the internet, thinking I'd really make this silly girl question the meaning of life...
As a result, every time I see that pitiful, almost crying look on her face, I can't bring myself to say anything...
hateful!
"Captain Liu."
Po Bing simply stopped looking at Ye Wan'er, turned to Liu He, and said expressionlessly, "Let's talk alone. I have something I want to ask you."
Liu He smiled slightly: "Okay, I'd be happy to oblige."
......
Linnaeus left the Sea of the Dead and returned to the White Death's office.
He remained silent and solemn, his expression showing a hint of doubt.
What did Shihun mean by what he just said?
Do I look exactly like the real Carlos?
"Oh, sir, you're back again."
The skull-headed figure's empty eyes flickered as it said, "I sensed that you had captured the ten souls of the dead and brought them back to the Sea of the Dead. I can only say that you truly are remarkable..."
"Möz." Linna said, slowly walking to the skull, slightly opening her mouth, then hesitating to speak.
He had previously thought that the White Reaper's AI assistant, Moz, must have sensed the Carlos power within him, which was why he mistook him for Carlos himself.
But now it seems that it's not just that...
"What's wrong, sir?" Mozi looked up at Linnai, his mechanical voice even stuttering slightly: "This hesitant attitude, this embarrassed expression... You... you wouldn't be thinking of confessing your feelings to me, would you?"
Linnaeus: "..."
Sometimes, Linna really wanted to take a screwdriver out of her inventory, pry open the skull, and see how the wires inside worked.
"I'm asking you," Linna asked, staring into Mozi's eyes, "Do I look exactly like me before the destruction of the civilization of gods?"
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