The sunset is beautiful, but it is very short-lived, and the cold night falls again.
The cold wind blows through the prosperous world of Magic City. People only know how to be happy but don't know how to express the sadness of the world.
How long can this comfort last?
Nobody knows.
Inside a Northeastern restaurant.
Louis went up to the second floor.
We will leave the Magic City tomorrow because the assessment is over and everyone should return to their respective places to wait for arrangements.
Maybe he will become a night lurker protecting one side, or a night lurker of the local supervision team, or a staff member of the logistics department...
In short, everyone will be separated now.
There is a saying that goes, "All good things must come to an end." This is what it means.
And on the last day of leaving.
Louis slowly pushed open the door of a private room on the second floor of the hotel, and what came into view was Xia Qianqing, who was wrapped in bandages, as well as Yin Yun, Miyamoto Keiji, and Wen Sheng.
Most of them had bruises on their bodies.
With the sound of "click", everyone's eyes fell on Louis.
"Hey, the captain is here."
"Hey, everyone is here."
"I have an empty seat here, Louis, please sit next to me." Xia Qianqing pulled Louis to sit next to her.
Wen Sheng was the last to speak, with a hint of apology in his eyes, and waved his hand: "Captain."
As Louis took his seat, everyone gradually began to get familiar with each other again.
Except Wen Sheng was a little absent-minded.
Perhaps Louis noticed Wen Sheng's absent-mindedness, so he started talking to Wen Sheng intentionally or unintentionally.
"Why are you so absent-minded? Are you weak?"
"Um???"
"You need to exercise moderation, kid."
"......This joke is pretty lame. I'm not being hypocritical just for the sake of being hypocritical."
"Then why are you so weak?"
"...I'm not weak, thank you. I just feel a little weird."
"Weird? What's weird?" Louis asked.
Wen Sheng had a copy of [Investiture of the Gods] in his hand. He said in a dejected voice, "I think Captain Zhang's death was caused by my inaction."
These words instantly made the room quiet.
No one will forget the sacrifice of Zhang Jin.
If it weren't for him, all of them present would have died long ago.
He was a hero, he saved them all.
"But...if I do anything, I will die." Wen Sheng said this again.
Everyone was stunned. It’s not that I look down on you, brother, it’s just that dead end. Even if the Golden Immortal came, with their strength they would have to kneel down and sing “Conquer”.
What if you do something?
Wen Sheng continued, "If I activate [Investiture of the Gods], my soul and body will not be able to hold on and I will die suddenly."
"But if I urge it, maybe Zhang Jin won't die."
Louis sighed and patted Wen Sheng on the shoulder: "Don't think too highly of yourself. Is it possible that you just activated [Investiture of the Gods] and then couldn't bear the consequences and died suddenly without even having the chance to use it?"
It has to be said that the truth is like a sharp knife, Wen Sheng was speechless.
Because based on the previous experience of summoning Lu Bu, it seems that once he loses his will, his supernatural powers will also dissipate.
Perhaps, his weakness did not kill anyone, but instead saved himself from the misfortune of losing his life in vain.
"Then I am really a clown. This crappy superpower is really useless." Wen Sheng smiled awkwardly and said self-deprecatingly.
"Come on, let's stop talking about this. Tomorrow we will all go our separate ways. Let's enjoy life today. We should eat and drink happily tonight and set off tomorrow." Xia Qianqing slammed the table, instantly igniting the atmosphere of the entire place.
The dead atmosphere was livened up again.
Yin Yun also helped, "Sister Xia is right, we have to be happy today!"
"いね (meaning to agree)."
......
"cheers--"
......
It's different from the passion on Louis' side at the moment.
Zhang family.
Inside Zhang Ximeng's bedroom.
Zhang Ximeng curled up against the back of the bed. She moved her ears slightly and listened to Fang Lan's unstoppable crying in the next room.
She was wrong about another thing. Compared to her father's death, her mother was no less sad than she was.
This dull and gloomy atmosphere was driving her crazy.
There is no such thing as beauty in the world. All that is left is the extinguishing of lights and the ugly ashes.
“Ding ding ding——”
“Squeak—”
The window in Zhang Ximeng's bedroom was suddenly blown open by a gust of wind.
A figure in a bright red suit jumped in from the window: "Hi, beautiful lady."
"good evening."
Zhang Ximeng was so frightened that his whole body froze.
What the hell?
abnormal?
Shit, why did he specifically pick my own home?
"I believe you have a lot of doubts, Ms. Zhang Ximeng, but it doesn't matter. The purpose of my coming here is to help you solve your doubts and to get you to join my organization." Lianggui bent down like a gentleman and explained.
It's really a gentleman's way to do a night raid in the middle of the night.
"Organization? Doubts? What doubts would I have? It has nothing to do with you. Get out. If you don't, I will call the police!" Zhang Ximeng shouted.
A blood-red gear mark flashed across the ghost's eyes, and then the room became quiet.
He put two fingers to his mouth: "Sh ...
"No one will know even if you shout at the top of your lungs."
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