Chapter 220 Antimatter Legion
The atmosphere fell silent for a long time before a snapping sound came from behind her. Following the movement behind her, she sighed softly, "Should I say it's been a long time, or..."
"See you next time?"
As soon as these words came out, you suddenly woke up from your dream.
You quickly turn your head, and the colors around you suddenly become bright, and the gray scene fades away like a dry and dehydrated tree.
...nothing.
No, it still left a trace.
What slowly appears before you is a seed emitting a twisted aura, the echo of the fate of [Delusion].
Picking up this seed condensed from residue, you almost immediately think of the clicking sound before the anomaly disappeared, the removal of unnecessary parts, the fate of being opened and then abandoned, and under the erosion and fusion of other destinies, only these traces of existence are left.
Your mood sinks, and at the same moment, you become aware of a powerful gaze. You turn your head in that direction and look back, only to find Nanook's calm golden eyes.
There isn't much emotion in it, but to Him, your presence is equally strong, whether it's the claws that are still grabbing His pigtails, or the sudden, inexplicable breath of destiny that He first sensed.
Nanook and you looked at each other, and your mood suddenly became even worse. This was all Nanook's fault. If he hadn't been infected by him, how could An Su look so abnormal?
Putting away the seed of destiny, you unashamedly tugged at Nanook's braid, automatically transforming this action into a bedside call bell. "Nanook, tell me, is there anything in the world that is supported by obsession, something that seems real yet false?"
Nanook looked at you silently without answering.
You also realized your mistake belatedly. How could Nanook, a fool with a mind full of "I'm tired, destroy the world", know so much...
"Blood-guilty spirit." He actually answered!
He only gave three words before staring at your shocked expression and simply turned his head away from you, looking a little annoyed.
Is there ever a day when He is not angry?
You ignored this little thing and continued to ask Him what the [Blood Guilt Spirit] was. Nanook snorted coolly (?) - of course, you later realized that this was disdain.
He immediately slapped him in disapproval.
I didn't expect Nanook wouldn't answer because you carry a small clone of the Void IX within you. The Blood Guilt Spirits are the obsessions of those who walk the path of fate, born from the shadows of IX. Unaware that they are phantoms, they see themselves as the victims.
Both true and false.
It really is what you require.
Nanook knew this because some of his followers had once thought of using the "Blood Spirit" to destroy people's will. He took a glance.
"I really wronged him! It turns out the Star God of Destruction isn't just some muscle-brained brute who only knows how to fight and kill!" You thought without any sincerity.
After getting the key information, you caught Little IX who had become a toy for fun, and stared into his eyes for a long time. You couldn't help but think of the words "see you next time".
You are still confused about this experience, but An Su seems to be certain that you can see her again... or her phantom will remain in the world equally.
Just as you found the power of "Pure Beauty" and tried to help yourself fall in love with destruction, she also hoped to make a similar move.
You will always involuntarily follow the trajectory that the other person might choose, with different motivations but overlapping similar scenes.
Before you sought destruction, you slept for an unknown amount of time at the place where IX was, so An Su must have, perhaps, been there.
But you were out of annoyance and boredom, and she...
Maybe it's to wash away bad thoughts."
"You returned to IX.
After embarking on a journey from Him, you appear again at the starting point.
Now, there is another question in front of you that is worth thinking about:
Idlila was a good god, willing to spread her power throughout the universe. But IX was not, she didn't care about anything.
What can make you and her make the same choice when facing IX?
You don't know, anyway, it's not something like extraditing the dead souls. It's too tiring and too troublesome for you to do. You know, she can't do it either.
It just so happened that you didn't intend to embarrass yourself and figure it out immediately. You thought of it on the way here, and now you're back, and you're a married man.
"IX, I have something to tell you. Wake up and look at me." You threw the cute IX back on him with a snap, and continued to harass him.
Until Ⅸ opens his eyes, the puppy peeks at you furtively.
"Finally, you've responded. I know you're a quiet person, so if you don't have any objections, I'll take it as your consent." You said to yourself, "I'm going to marry you, but I'm already married and haven't divorced yet. I don't plan to remarry, so you can only be my mistress. I hope you don't be ungrateful."
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Ⅸ: O_o
"No objection? Well, that's good."
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You held back your laughter. This was truly a genius idea. You could bully a mute like IX.
And then, then you saw my sister.
“…”
——I knew that under normal circumstances, she would never miss this easy-to-bully and easy-to-control IX.
I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After all, seeing An Su in the state of "delusion" made you feel weird, with that feeling of being both real and fake.
To put it simply, you think she might become like this, but that state is too extreme. I have to admit, it's probably similar to how An Su felt when he saw the super-true version of the Saint of Beauty.
So, the situation now is—
"You're such a jerk! Monogamy has made you practice it to this extent?! How come it all falls on our family!" You frowned, not remembering that you are no better off.
Ⅸ: O_o
Finally, you returned with a large amount of empty destiny power. You were thinking before, if someone just got married directly in the situation of not caring about anything according to IX, wouldn’t that mean you would be married to a star god?
After practicing it for a while, it turned out that although IX didn't care, the power of destiny would come to him on its own. Most people couldn't handle such overwhelming power of nothingness of destiny, and would just turn into a pool of rotten meat on the spot.
...I don't know if Aha would do this. If not, then probably only you and An Su have done this.
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But this power of destiny is useless to you——
You look wistfully at the two destinies that resemble the double helix ring structure of DNA, twisted into this shape by something being fried in oil.
You haven't seen it, but you automatically know the two nouns.
[Interlaced echoes].
[There is no hometown].
In short, the twin fates of [Xiaoyao] and [Creation] seemed to have become possible only after this.
Without this [Wuheyouxiang], you can only bind with Fuli, and An Su can only team up with Nanook.
You've wronged IX. He didn't commit bigamy. He simply rejected your and An Su's proposals, and let your abstract actions turn into boomerangs that pierce each other...
That sounds even more infuriating.
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"If you go on a long trip and come back to be no longer single, and then on your second trip, you have some fun and the noise is broadcast to the whole universe, then—
It's really rare that you reflect on yourself and feel that you are nothing.
You could try to save Xing Xiao by being stubborn, but then you think, although not everyone knows that the mysterious marriage partner who took away the IX power is you, the appearance of an Aha in the universe means that Aha is everywhere.
Even though Xing Xiao, you, IX, and An Su are not the ones who care about this kind of thing...
So, you decide to go to an old friend.
"Who is Oz?" Your friend blocked the doorway, not letting you in. "Say my name once, or you won't be able to prove your identity."
The condescending tone sounded very pretentious, and you tutted your tongue. "If you don't want me to recite a magical code with a unit number, you'd better provide all the food to your father. Right now! Right now!"
Is Osvaldo, who was as close to you as a brother in college, such a coward that he could hear your threats?
——He really is.
When I was in college, Black Crow was an elite intellectual who made money by ruthlessly cheating and was in charge of the kitchen. And you, you were the shameless guy who had connections (?) all over the world and was a big shot by making small intelligence.
The little intelligence you have is all funded by [memory]. It's not excessive, but it will lead to social ruin.
Different people need different little pieces of information to be grasped. Some people just rely on bad habits—like picking their feet and then grabbing food with their hands—and they can be grasped effortlessly. But some people...
You generally rely on dynamic intelligence.
What is dynamic intelligence?
For example, a person has no problems with his abilities, is good in both moral character and academic performance, is thrifty, has good living habits, does not smoke, drink, stay up late, or play games.
You can start with the aspect of thrift and diligence. Although it is called small intelligence, it is actually not only aimed at this person. To a certain extent, the other party can make use of it after hearing it from you.
For example, the cafeteria auntie was in a hurry and was cooking with a diet pill in her mouth. She sneezed and the pills fell into the pot, causing Student A to have diarrhea after eating the cafeteria food. You usually start with a fixed sentence structure, but here it will become "You don't want others to know that you have eaten the diet pills that the cafeteria auntie spitted on, right?"
Immediately, the excellent student A agreed to help you with your homework with a grim face.
Dynamic intelligence, so terrifying.
No one can insist in front of you that there are no accidents around them! No!
Including Osvaldo.
Even because of your series of thick-skinned cooperation, you have gained the qualifications to be shameless with him, and then gain entry to his house, making this black crow even more vulnerable in front of you.
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Poor black crow, because you have mastered all of its physical data down to the smallest unit of 0.01, it is so sad that it cries and makes a fuss, rolling on the ground...
"...I don't care if you spread this kind of thing." Osvaldo pretended to be calm.
“Okay!” You nodded calmly, then smiled wickedly. “But what if I tell someone that someone’s doll happens to have the exact same data as yours?”
Osvaldo fell silent.
"Oi~ Little Oz, are you afraid of humans' passionate emotions? Don't worry, this kind of thing won't make your chastity disappear out of thin air!"
"...Eat! I guarantee you'll die of overeating here!"
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