Do you know what is the cruelest thing in this world?
That is, no matter what happens, the world keeps turning.
Life still has to go on...
Louis left the peaceful cemetery, his eyes were red and swollen, but returned to normal in an instant.
Physical injuries can be healed.
But can the trauma of the soul be healed?
[Immortality] seems to be irreparable to the mind.
Louis's love story is a complete mess.
But, isn’t this how relationships are in real life?
The one who likes you cannot get you; the one you like will eventually leave you.
Finally, you settle for a girl.
That girl also happens to choose you.
But your heart seems to have been broken long ago.
You regret your past relationship, how should you face your current relationship?
Louis didn't know.
He really doesn’t know!!!
He felt so miserable, his heart felt like it was being torn apart.
His heart aches.
What is the right thing for him to do?
How can he satisfy people!!!
The guilt towards Xiaolu may fade away temporarily, but it will never disappear from Louis' heart.
Xiaolu's death had long been engraved in his heart, leaving a deep mark.
Whenever he thought of the word "Xiao Lu", he felt heartbroken.
"Sometimes, I really want to die."
"Then change someone." A disdainful voice came out from the bottom of my heart.
Louis was silent.
He slowly pushed open the door of Lao Lu BBQ Restaurant, and the bell rang crisply.
He glanced at Li Mishuang, then at Cui Sihai who was barbecuing, and remained silent.
"Welcome home." Li Mishuang said.
Cui Sihai saw Louis and smiled honestly, "Welcome home, Manager."
Ghost spirit, Xiao ghost.
Not long ago, Li Mishuang confessed his identity to Louis.
This was also within Louis' expectations.
He had long been suspicious of Li Mishuang and Cui Sihai, but he didn't know what their purpose was.
So I wasn't surprised when I learned their identities.
He also learned about the tasks assigned to him:
Go to Black City, find the inheritance left by Luohou, and obtain [Black Lotus].
Louis walked straight across the corridor and went up to the second floor.
Returned to his room.
He looked around the place where he had lived for eighteen years.
A smile appeared on his face, and then he laughed out loud: "Hahaha——"
But then, his laughter gradually turned into crying.
He covered his face with one hand, the darkness in his eyes became deeper, and two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks from the corners of his eyes: "In the end..."
"What should I do to go back to the past..."
"It's so painful. I'm really in pain right now."
"Stop crying, you're such a jerk. Damn it, I'm tired of hearing it." The voice in his heart didn't give Louis any face and directly interrupted his crying.
Louis: “….”
"How about you come?" Louis asked.
"real?"
"It's fake, just to tease you."
".......brute."
"Thank you for the compliment."
......
“Lord, you are awake.”
The Glorious City in Western Europe, the headquarters of Ashes Charity.
At the lowest level of the underground, in a black hall carved entirely from lunar rock,
Sitting on a throne made of silver was a man in a pure black robe and a half-golden mask.
The man's eyes were like an abyss, without a trace of light.
He asked in a hoarse voice, "How is the progress of the God's Potion?"
"My Lord, the God's potion has progressed to 56%, and most of the problems have been solved. As long as the remaining 44% of the problems are solved, we can create a potion that can inherit divinity. When the time comes, once you take it, you can gain a lifespan like God and break the shackles of heaven."
"Fifty-six percent? I remember that before I fell asleep, the progress was thirty percent."
"More than a decade has passed, and you have only conquered 26% more?!"
Facing the man's questioning, countless archbishops in the hall, wearing robes with various patterns and half masks on their faces, knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe.
Victor Perrin, wearing a purple suit that made him look a little unique, was the only one who did not kneel.
He stood in front of everyone and said respectfully to the man, "You have been asleep for more than ten years, and a lot of things have happened in these ten years."
“We are still working hard to develop the God’s Elixir, but progress has stagnated.
It's not because we don't work hard, but live experiments are taboo in themselves. We can't do it openly. The progress we have achieved so far in secret is already the limit."
"In recent years, we have been running out of manpower in the Court of All Living Things. We have even allocated manpower to develop a low-level awakening potion that can allow ordinary people to awaken their special powers. This is how we can barely make up for the lack of manpower."
"You are...Victor, I remember you, you have grown up." The man suddenly said.
Victor bent down even more humbly, "It is my honor to be remembered by the Lord."
"Kneel down."
"What?"
"I told you to kneel down!!!"
Plop——
Victor's knees were instantly pierced by two sharp bone spurs formed by two black liquids.
"ah--"
Victor let out a scream and instantly fell to his knees.
He broke out in a few strands of sweat on his forehead. He leaned his hands on the ground, looking at the man in front of him in disbelief, and questioned, "Are you crazy?! You attacked me over a disagreement. You've been asleep for more than ten years! You're not the same now as you were a decade ago!!"
"All psychics can cultivate to the divine realm. You are no longer invincible!!"
“Puff——”
The pitch-black liquid shot out from the man's fingertips like a sharp spear and pierced through Victor's brow.
"Stupid." The man said coldly.
Do you think that just because you have the strength to reach the Spirit Transformation Realm and have recruited half of the high- and low-level people in the Court of All Living Beings, you are qualified to negotiate with me?
Who gave you the courage?
Haha, is that stupid?
Unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, any plan is just a fantasy.
When you die, everything is gone.
What a plan, what a recruitment, it's absolutely ridiculous.
In the eyes of men, this is like a blindness and self-deception, how ridiculous.
"What year is it now?"
"My Lord, it is the year 22XX."
"So, it's this year now?"
"I am really looking forward to what will kill me in the near future..."
"The gods are returning? Haha, they don't have that ability."
"If you dare to come back, you will become my experimental subject."
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