Shetta sat down, and he shook his head silently: "Just call me Shetta."

There was another knock on Fang Dian's office door. Fang Dian glanced at Xie Ta, who shook his head to indicate that he didn't care. Fang Dian then raised his head and responded, "Come in!"

It was Lu Yizhan who pushed the door open. He was startled to see Xie Ta sitting opposite Fang Dian: "Heitao is here too."

"Why call it Spade? Call it Shetta." Fang Dian corrected him seriously, "New world line, new atmosphere, don't keep using the old name."

"Okay." Lu Yizhan obeyed the order and quickly changed it, "Xie Ta is here too."

"Old Lu, close the door, you sit down too." When Fang Dian saw Lu's station close the door, he instantly lost the serious image of the captain of the Cross Inquisition, slumped back in his office chair, his eyes blurred, "...I'm so tired, I've finally dealt with all the heretics in the previous world line, I can take a break."

"Thank you for your hard work." Lu Yizhan poured Fang Dian a glass of water with a bit of concern, "The number of heretics has not been so outrageous recently."

"The essence of heresy is evil desire." Fang Dian said while drinking water, "After Bai Liu closed the door, the desires on the other side could not overflow into this world line. There won't be that many heresies formed by all the desires of people in a world line. Although there are still many within a normal range, at least they can be handled with difficulty."

As Fang Dian spoke, the smile on his face faded.

When the name Bai Liu was mentioned, the expression on everyone's face disappeared.

Xieta suddenly stood up and said goodbye politely: "I have completed my mission and will go back first."

Fang Dian watched Xie Ta leave with some worry, and closed the door. She covered her eyes and sighed, "In this reset world line, the only people who still have memories are the three of us, you, me, and Xie Ta."

"I don't know how you managed to keep the memories of the three of us from Bai Liu." Lu Yizhang patted Fang Dian's shoulder and sighed.

Fang Dian answered immediately: "If it's cheating, how can I keep it? But I can only keep three people."

"How did you cheat?" Lu Yizhan asked curiously.

Fang Dian smiled: "Some unique cheating techniques."

"...I don't know when Bai Liu will come back." Fang Dian said this and became melancholy again. She lay back, looked at the ceiling, and said absentmindedly, "It's been ten years since the reset, and Bai Liu hasn't come back yet."

"Sometimes I wonder if your and Bai Liu's cheating plan really worked."

Lu Yizhan was silent for a while: "I don't know..."

This was a very uncertain plan. From the very beginning, Lu Yizhan didn't even know whether Bai Liu would cooperate with him. In the end, when Bai Liu chose to cooperate with him, he was even more surprised than Bai Liu.

This was a cheating plan that Bai Liu had started to formulate since he first saw the Lu Post Station in the game, also known as Nishen, at the edge of the dense forest.

After seeing the future, Lu Yizhang was certain that Bai Liu would use various means to make them move along this future, such as Bai Liu becoming an evil god and Bai Liu killing him. Since no matter how hard they struggle in the future, the god Bai Liu will interfere with their move towards this future, why can't they perform a future drama that Bai Liu wants to see for him?

Bai Liu gets the results he wants to see, and they decide the process they want.

——The process they want is the world line of [Jungle Edge].

In the world line at the edge of the jungle, Bai Liu wanted to delegate the identity of "Successor of the Evil God" to Bai Liu, and the delegation of this identity required the disappearance of the old gods. So Lu Yizhang and Bai Liu acted out a drama from the inside out - a drama called being forced to accept the identity of "Successor of the Evil God".

As long as Bai Liu accepted this identity but did not fully accept it, the old god of this world line would have been dead in name only, and the new god, Bai Liu, had not yet been born.

The old evil god has fallen, and the new god has not yet been born. This is a world line without god. The nominal successor of the evil god in this world line is Bai Liu, so Bai Liu is destined to get this world line.

Well, as long as he got this world line, even if Bai Liu used Bai Liu to lean over and enter the game to store the soul in the background of the system to lock the door, he still had half of the soul in his own hands - that is, the soul that Xiao Bai Liu sold to him in the welfare home.

——That is also his soul.

As long as Bai Liu uses this half of his soul to land again in the world line at the edge of the jungle, he can completely wash away his identity as an evil god and no longer be a container of all desires. Instead, he can return to the world line as a normal human being.

But here’s the problem…

Lu Yizhan drank his tea with a sad look on his face: "There are many twists and turns in this cheating plan."

"None of us expected that Cen Mingming and Daniel would lose control, and everything that followed completely collapsed."

Lu Yizhan paused and said, "I don't know how much sanity Bai Liu still had at the end, whether he still remembered the plan, or even whether he could remember that he was Bai Liu, a human being, instead of an evil god or a key to a door, after he locked the door."

"There are still many people waiting for him here."

"I hope he can find his way back."

"It's almost time for him to enter the game." Lu Yizhan let out a long sigh. He stared at his reflection in the teacup. "That's the last world line save point that can be merged into the jungle edge."

"If you miss him, he will never come back."

Xie Ta returned home alone. He used the bonus and salary given to him by the Heretic Administration to buy this small house - the rental house where he and Bai Liu lived together.

He clumsily decorated the house to look like that according to his memory.

But the person who lived with him is gone.

Shetta opened the closet. Hanging inside, besides the Heretic Bureau uniform, was a very large and worn-out ghost leather puppet costume. Shetta looked at the coat in silence. He went to take a shower, took off his contact lenses, put on the coat, and then slowly made a pose as if someone was hugging him in his arms, fell on the bed, and just stared at the empty space in his arms.

White Willow...

I was suffering deeply.

When will you come back?

The stars in the sky turned and aligned themselves in a certain orbit, emitting a strange silver-blue light, and a meteor fell.

Mu Sicheng's eyelids twitched while he was sleeping, and he fell into a strange dream. He dreamed of many monsters, Yuan Qingqing's death, and many things that were so real that it was unbelievable, so real that he seemed to have really experienced them -

——Dreamt of a strange man in a white shirt who reached out to him.

[——Yes, I will always be your friend. ]

Mu Sicheng suddenly opened his eyes.

Liu Jiayi, who had just come out of an interview in the studio, took the mineral water handed to her by her parents. Her eyes suddenly became dim, and then she stopped drinking the water.

"Around here..." Liu Jiayi slowly raised her head and looked at her parents, "Are there any red bean cakes?"

Her mother was frightened when she saw her: "Why are you crying, Jiayi?"

"Did I cry?" Liu Jiayi shed tears unconsciously. She covered her chest and muttered to herself in a trance, "I don't know..."

"I just suddenly wanted to eat red bean cakes."

Mu Ke looked glamorous at the banquet, surrounded by the crowd. He held up a glass of red wine and looked at his timid illegitimate son below, and then at his father who was showing off his financial abilities everywhere. His inner annoyance instantly reached its peak.

…It would be better to get a heart attack and leave this kind of life sooner.

At least if you have a heart attack you will encounter...

When this thought flashed through Mu Ke's mind, he was suddenly stunned.

Who will you meet?

Tang Er went back to the Heretic Management Bureau. He had a gloomy face and crossed his arms as he watched over the heretics. The interrogation room opposite was empty. No one had been in for a long time. The last person who was brought in for interrogation was Cen Mingming.

He didn't like the interrogation room and had never been in one. Cen Mingming took this opportunity to mock him several times in a sarcastic way.

If it was normal, Tang Erda would not have done anything wrong when Cen Mingming mocked him like this, but it was the interrogation room...

Tang Erda fixed his gaze on the interrogation room and took a deep breath.

He always felt that he had done something very bad somewhere and caused someone to suffer something terrible.

But he never entered an interrogation room.

...Who is this person who makes him feel unforgettable guilt and indebtedness?

When Sheita opened his eyes the next day, the doll on his body had more scars, the house in front of him had some inexplicable popularity, the books in the study spread out by themselves, and there were fruit plates and melon seeds that he had never bought before, the four corners of the table had signs of being bitten, and on the bottom layer of the refrigerator, there were two expired Coca-Cola bottles.

His pupils shrank.

...This is... the world lines are overlapping?

Sheta rushed out, his mind blank, and he looked around in this world.

Where would Bai Liu be? !

The wax museum in the Siren town no longer has mermaids, the thieves on the last bus every night are caught in the act of stealing, the statues in the church in the dilapidated orphanage have collapsed, and the scent of perfume in the rose factory has become mild and bland.

At the moment when time and fate intersected, the fallen god bestowed happiness on the old believers.

And the Old Believers never forgot.

"Student Mu Sicheng, it's time to celebrate your birthday, where are you going?"

"Jiayi, Jiayi, the interview is about to begin. The studio is over there. Jiayi, where are you going?"

"Master Mu Ke, I will come to talk to you about the stock distribution rights of the Mu Group. This meeting is very important, you must talk to me carefully...Master Mu Ke, where are you?!"

"Captain Tang, let's go and rob the heretics from Team Two! You agreed with us yesterday... Hey, where's Captain Tang?"

The heart hidden under the glacier, the sparks flying in the dense forest.

I hate you.

I love you.

"This is the Antarctic Fourth Bureau of the Bureau of Heresy! Hello, Mr. Spade. Do you need us to send a special plane to pick you up and bring you here to carry out the mission?"

"…Are there any new people showing up?"

"That's not the case."

The evil god traded emotions and pain with sacrifices. At the shrine, the drifting anchor was lifted up for the first time and arrived in a reality other than the game.

"The Heretic Administration branch in Luming County didn't see any suspicious people, Mr. Spade."

"Wearing a white shirt and suit pants, about 176cm tall, good-looking. Do you have a picture? If so, we can help you post a missing person notice."

"So you don't have to call me every day to ask questions."

The foolish Anchor thought that he had not received love, so he stubbornly traveled through time to the past and met the lonely boy under the tree.

"Hello, this is Qiaomu Private High School."

"It's you again."

"...We assure you that there has never been a student named Bai Liu enrolled in our school. Did you remember the wrong school? Please don't call us again."

After repeated verification and repeated disappointment, believers began to wonder if the gods were deceiving them.

Will he really come back?

Shetta spent the whole night running around all the addresses, but as usual, he got nothing. He was ready to return to the rental house as usual, but the moment he inserted the key into the door, Shetta was stunned - the deadlock he left before he left was unlocked.

He pushed the door open.

The man standing by the window was wearing a white shirt and suit pants. In the gradually rising sunlight, he stared blankly at the person who was looking at him with a smile on his face, his mind going blank.

Bai Liu stood against the light, his eyebrows curved with a smile:

"I'm back."

"Would you like to have hot pot together tonight?"