There were only two announcements, but Yu Xunge knew that more were on the way...
When she came to her senses, she found that the leaders at the table were all watching her quietly.
Yu Xunge smiled, but even without a mirror, she could tell how forced her smile was. She simply stopped smiling and said softly, "Let's continue..."
By shrinking the world and bringing it into other worlds, all worlds can share world techniques. This ability can bring together worlds that possess world techniques, and by banding together, they can share each other's world techniques to cope with the bell.
The experiment of "carrying wine" when the bell rang last time has already proven the feasibility of this approach.
The problem is that not all worlds in other invasion sequences possess world techniques. Those worlds that have survived without world techniques have done so by sharing world techniques.
She couldn't bring herself to let Yu Xunge only drag away the worlds that possessed world-level skills, leaving the worlds without them to fend for themselves.
No matter how focused she is on herself and on carrying the wine, she can't do it...
She worried that in the future, when she wrote about the lament of a certain world, she would see herself in the ending of that lament—look, this world was destroyed prematurely because of her.
Due to the rule that each world can accommodate a limited number of otherworldly beings, she could not allow "Zaijiu" to receive beings from these worlds to seek refuge.
Even assuming there were no such restrictions, it would be impossible for her to freely accept foreign tribes while carrying wine...
She is a judge who delivers judgments with wine, not a Buddha statue amidst the stars.
But now there is another solution – maple syrup cookies.
Their current plan is to find several worlds that are willing to cooperate with their experiments.
They were willing to let their own world be dragged out of the invasion sequence by Zaijiu Xunge, and then pulled all the way to the world of "Zelan". It was easy to find. During the last experiment, many worlds wanted "Zaijiu" to go to their worlds for the experiment.
But to agree to let Zaijiu Xunge shatter their world and turn their people into cookies is difficult...
It sounds like a ghost story…
I feel like I'll be kicked out as soon as I open my mouth.
Even if these worlds, lacking World Techniques and clinging to life only by sharing World Techniques with other worlds in the invasion sequence, might not survive the next bell, the entire race's cookies are still too much...
After hearing the plan, Yan Tu remained silent for a long time before saying, "Can I stay at Zaijiu? I'm afraid of getting beaten up."
Yu Xunge gave Yan Tu a look of disappointment and anger, then looked at Song Gui with anticipation.
Song Gui's expression was complicated, as if she wanted to stop something right from happening but didn't know how to speak.
Yu Xunge was unfamiliar with Song Gui's expression, but Wu Ren, who was sitting opposite Song Gui, knew it. Song Gui used to look at Feng Tang with this expression often. However, as far as she knew, Song Gui would often ask Feng Tang to take out the fragments of the Forest Sea for her to see, and even let her sleep with any fragment for a night.
After some time, it was Xie Xie who first asked the question, "Why?"
"I don't believe you can't imagine that this is a violation of racial dignity." Its tone was full of incomprehension. "Perhaps we're not very familiar with each other, but from what I know of you, you're not the kind of person who would willingly do such a thing. You're always busy, but most of the time you're busy with your own things..."
This is a difficult question to answer.
As Crab said, this is a thankless task, bringing another disaster to a world and a race before the actual disaster arrives.
Why bother?
Shouldn't we treat the world like a giant one-person party, like the tranquil mountains?
Song Gui sighed, "After returning from the tranquil mountains, you said your time was very precious, and you even abandoned most of the official business that involved drinking wine."
Mist Blade spoke calmly, but Yu Xunge inexplicably felt that she was in a good mood at the moment. She heard the Moon Emperor say, "In the quiet mountains, during such a crisis, you still emphasized, 'Today will also be a party for one.'"
After a pause, as if not wanting Zai Jiu Xun Ge to misunderstand that he was mocking her, Wu Ren added, "What I mean is... you've always been this kind of person. Your acts of kindness won't earn you praise, and as far as I know, you don't care about that."
The smoker who initially refused also joined the "interrogation," and she said gently, "It sounds like your flower branch shouldn't be called 'Flower Crown Murder,' but rather 'Bird's Poem.'"
One question after another, and for a moment, Yu Xunge felt as if he were sitting in the defendant's dock.
And just like those questions, she had asked herself them all before. She sat in her study all night last night, asking herself those questions countless times.
Didn't I rediscover the part of myself that only wanted power?
Gold coins rolled between her fingers.
After a long pause, she gave her answer: "I don't like this plot."
Place your middle finger on the edge of the coin and stand it upright on the table. Then flick it with your index finger, and the coin will spin on the table.
Yu Xunge gazed at the light and shadow revealed as the gold coin spun. It was so ingenious; it was the moment she stood on the golden lightning steps, looking back at the war cruise ship, writing the prologue to "The World's Sigh".
She repeated in a hoarse voice, "I don't like the game's storyline."
Whether it's the "sinful blood" covered by Ze Lan, or the "waste" buried in the mud of the bear in the spring.
She disliked all of Fogblade's "Prisoner," Grapefruit's "Hollow," Cicada's "Lighthouse," Mirror Goose's "Oasis," and Maple Syrup's "Four Seasons." She hated the intruders, but she also loathed these stories.
She didn't want the story of the wind whale to remain only in the universe; that was a lie. After the next era, everything would start anew, and no one would remember the story of this era.
Who will remember that Qi Hua was the last fragrant branch of their era? Where have those dull eyes gone? The fox spirit's fairy tales can only speak of the future, not the present...
That day she wrote the prologue to "The World Sighs".
"Before the sighs sound, I will steer my wine-laden course away from my destined course. — Prologue"
At sunrise today, she turned to the last page of "The World's Sighs" and wrote the epilogue.
"Before the final bell tolls, I will deviate from the destined course of the stars. —Epilogue"
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