The neon lights of the far-away buildings blend into the sea of ​​stars in the false sky. The dense traffic running around the clock is like the blood vessels of this city. The never-sleeping street lamp knights downstairs draw a field of light several meters thick.

Brilliant and with heavy rouge, the remnants of the old era who are unwilling to end dress themselves up as the future. Shadows wantonly suck the desires revealed by the city. Every corner seems to be a monster waiting to be devoured, burying countless degenerates made up of alcohol, tobacco and sugar.

Yaxiu and Annan leaned against the windowsill and stared at each other, half of their bodies illuminated by the light in the room, and the other half was immersed in the darkness of the city. Their eyes flickered, reflecting the ambiguous each other.

"Luckily Igula reminded me. You don't want to renew the contract through a breath contract, do you?" Ash crossed his hands to refuse: "If I agree, will the 101-day slave contract be automatically renewed forever?"

"How is that possible?" An Nan shook his head. "Although I have some authority in Gospel, the contract can only be extended to December 31, 2100 at most."

"That's only 500 years, right?!" Ash backed off: "By then, the Gospel Nation might be gone, and your descendants will find my grave in the wasteland and shout "Ash Seath obeys the contract summons", then I will have to crawl out of hell and continue to be a blue dog for hundreds of years! ? "

"How is that possible? No matter how powerful the contract is, it can't pull dead people." An Nan shook his head: "Unless I ask Harvey to help you turn you into a dead spirit, then you can become our Dolan family's heirloom. Tsk, damn Igula, you ruined my plan."

"Thanks to Igulla, for not letting us meet bad women and saving us from evil."

Seeing An Nan's face full of dissatisfaction at his plot being thwarted, Yaxiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He suddenly heard An Nan's confession of "I will support you", and although he couldn't help but feel a little secretly happy in his heart - in fact, more than a little, but he only allowed himself a little bit - but when his rationality returned, he felt a little annoyed.

His relationship with An Nan is abnormal.

If it wasn't for An Nan, he would have run away with Liz long ago. Even if Liz wanted him to save the princess in the tower, he wouldn't have taken Liz with him. It was An Nan who insisted on carrying out the plan to assassinate the princess, so they stayed in the underground city.

Or, it was Annan who wanted to blaspheme the Gospel and deceive the Weaving Festival from the beginning, so everyone was running around the Gospel like rats crossing the street. Ash himself just wanted to find a place to send a substitute to work, take care of Liz during the day, and adventure in the virtual world with Sword Princess and Witch at night.

With the help of "Aurora's Sorcerer's Manual", Ash felt that it was only a matter of time before he became a legendary sorcerer. He didn't need to go out on adventures at all and could just survive all the way.

However, he is still a slave dominated by An Nan. He cannot resist all of An Nan's orders, so he has to follow her until death. If An Nan really likes him, if he is really with An Nan, isn't it like falling in love with the hostage syndrome of the kidnapper?

But the general plot is that the kidnapped heroine likes the hero, but when it comes to him, it's a bit the other way around...

Fortunately, An Nan is a bad woman, fortunately, An Nan is just a bad woman.

Ash changed the subject: "By the way, I've already thought of my wish."

"What is your wish?" An Nan asked curiously, "To strengthen your substitute spirit into a super servant with full attributes that can help you accomplish anything?"

"...This is my secondary wish. If there is enough space left, please help me make a wish. Oh, and add a substitute whose appearance and gender I can freely set." Although Ash was tempted, he still kept his promise to Liz: "My primary wish is to cancel the "List of the Undestined" forever."

"Ah?" An Nan was startled: "Cancel the gospel list?"

"That's right." Ash nodded, already formulating an excuse in his throat.

However, An Nan was silent for a moment, and did not ask the reason for his wish. He nodded directly: "As long as I get the Lord God's wish, I guarantee that your wish will come true."

Ash breathed a sigh of relief, the mission tonight was completed. He revealed the situation of Panji to An Nan, not only because he didn't want them to end up in tragedy because of this concealment, but also because he wanted to use this favor to make An Nan pay attention to his wishes. His little trick worked!

He relaxed and asked with a smile, "So what are you going to do after the Weaving Ceremony? Are you going to make a wish to become an angel and leave this world?"

"My wish won't change my strength." An Nan shook his head: "If I am lucky enough to get the Lord God's wish and survive the Weaving Ceremony safely..."

She was silent for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing and said, "How silly! The weaving ceremony hasn't even ended yet. What's the point of thinking about the future now... Maybe we'll die in the palace in a few days."

"It is precisely because we might die in the palace that we should take this opportunity to think carefully about our future lives." Ash said seriously: "If we really die, then at least we can live the rest of our lives in fantasy; if we don't die, then this fantasy will inspire our courage, and maybe a miracle will happen."

“The future is the greatest hope. Once you have a future you want to go to, nothing can stop you.” He smiled and said, “In this sense, thinking about the rest of your life is actually a weaving ceremony of your own—weaving your own future and then realizing it.”

An Nan was startled: "Weaving Ceremony...?"

She stroked her earrings in silence, and suddenly asked, "Do you think the Weaving Festival is a good thing?"

"Hmm?" Ash thought for a moment. "Honestly speaking, the Weaving Festival is a 'natural force' that can guide social trends and even influence the development of magic. It's too naive to judge it as good or bad, just like judging whether the sun is a good guy or a bad guy... But if I have to say, it should be a good thing."

"Through the list, we can predict the future national development, technological revolution, and key talents. All of this can ensure that the gospel will only develop better and faster, and will hardly regress or stagnate. If it weren't for the doomsday disaster predicted by this weaving festival, I even doubt that I can see the future of the gospel is the sea of ​​stars."

"But what about the Echoes?" An Nan said, "Is it really good for them to know a destined future in advance?"

"It depends on the situation. If the future is exactly what you hope for, that's a good thing. If the future is completely opposite to what you want, that's quite uncomfortable." Ash spread his hands. "But life can't always go as planned. There are also bad food in buffets."

"I don't think so. Regardless of whether the future meets my expectations or not, I don't think it's a good thing." An Nan said, "For example, if the Knitting Festival told me that I would stay with you forever, regardless of whether I like you or not, I would feel very uncomfortable."

"I won't mention it if I don't like you. Even if I really like you, I will still be thinking: Do I have to be tied to you in the future? Can't I leave, can't I change, can't I choose another life?"

"Being denied by the future will make people uncomfortable, but being affirmed by the future will also bring pressure." An Nan looked at his hands: "After all, why is our future not in our own hands?"

"You've been in the Gospel for so many days. I'm actually very curious about your opinion on it." An Nan turned to look at Yaxiu: "As a foreigner, do you think the Gospel is good? Did the All-Knowing Weaver really send down the Gospel because he loves the world so much?"

Ash thought for a long time in silence, then asked, "Do you know the social system of the Blood Moon Kingdom?"

"I know, the Bloodline Prohibition Law, the Blood Moon Trial, the Blood Saint Clan and the Moon Shadow Clan, all of them were raised in foster homes, and biological modification is rampant." An Nan sighed: "It's simply a savage jungle disguised as civilization... Sorry, I apologize if I offended you."

"No, you summarized it very accurately. The Blood Moon Kingdom is the breeding farm carefully raised by the Blood Moon Master." Ash said: "In my opinion, the essence of the Gospel and the Blood Moon is the same."

"Ah?" An Nan was startled: "Although I am criticizing the All-Knowing Weaver, the All-Knowing Weaver is not guilty of this..."

"Although the social systems and cultural styles are very different, the foundations of the two countries are both derived from the will of the Lord God." Ash said: "The Lord God promulgated the rules, and all living beings can only survive according to the rules. This rule can be the Bloodline Prohibition Law or the Gospel System."

"The Lord God does not like or hate the world, even the Lord of Blood Moon is the same. Although the Blood Saint Moon Shadow is the ruling class, it is not due to the preference of the Lord of Blood Moon, but is based on the "Bloodline Prohibition Law". In a world where bloodlines are prohibited, only the selfish and self-loving immortals can maximize their advantages, just like flies are the dominant race in the toilet. You can't say that the toilet favors flies, right? As long as they change to another country, these rare immortals will be quickly persecuted by the short-lived group and hide their identities."

An Nan murmured, "So you think that the Lord God doesn't care about the world?"

“No.” Ash shook his head. “Although they neither love nor hate you, they care about the people of the world. Otherwise, where would the Kingdom of Blood Moon and the Kingdom of Gospel exist? But they care about not one or two people, not one era, but everyone from the birth of the kingdom to the present.”

"If you ask me, your hope that the Lord God will deeply love the world is wrong. The Lord God's impartial and non-interfering attitude is correct now."

"Why?"

"Because love is a gift," Ash glanced at her, "Do the people of the world have the right to respond to the love of the Lord? They will only drown in love. Just like Fanmulla, the leader of the Six Emblems tribe loved his people without reservation, and the result was that everyone was drunk and dreaming."

"Maybe not?" An Nan couldn't help but say, "In some ancient myths, some races favored by the gods mastered the magic of the silver or even gold realm at birth—"

"Do you still remember the 'Gospel Wizard' and the 'Silent Wizard' you told me about?" Ash said with a smile.

An Nan was startled, then he understood what Ash meant. A 'Gospel Magician' is a magician who asks Gospel for answers whenever he encounters a faction problem, while a 'Silent Magician' is a traditional magician who never asks Gospel and relies on himself to break through the magic faction.

In the Kingdom of Gospel, 'Gospel Magicians' are the mainstream of the first-wing magicians, but 70% of the second-wing magicians are 'Silent Magicians', and all the Sanctuary magicians are 'Silent Magicians'.

"In the magician evaluation system, the love of the Lord of Gods for the tribe will only lead to the degeneration of the tribe." Ash said, "Because magic is not external things like money, resources, and means of production that can increase automatically, but knowledge that one must study and pursue for a lifetime. If the Lord of God helps magicians in the magic faction, it will reduce the magicians' potential and corrode the magicians' knowledge base."

"On this point, the All-Knowing Weaver is actually too 'indulgent' towards you. Do you think that what the All-Knowing Weaver did was right or wrong? On the other hand, looking at the Bloodline Prohibition Law, do you think that the Blood Moon Extreme Lord is trying to create a high-intensity competition environment where everyone is fair, so that people can go further on the path of magicians? Do you think that what the Blood Moon Extreme Lord did was right or wrong?"

Ash paused. "Of course, this is only in the magician's evaluation system. If we talk about the happiness of the residents, then the Blood Moon Lord is only worthy of licking the little toes of the All-Knowing Weaver—"

An Nan directly covered Ya Xiu's mouth and hissed, "Don't make up the Lord God like this."

Ash nodded and continued, "So it's not that the Lord God deeply loves the world, but that the world deeply loves the Lord God. It's the world that projects their own feelings onto the Lord God, so they think the Lord God deeply loves them."

“When you ask the All-Knowing Weaving Lord whether he deeply loves the world, what you actually doubt is not his attitude, but whether he is right or not.” He smiled and said, “You just think he did something wrong, so you no longer love him, and therefore you think he does not love the world.”

An Nan stared at Yaxiu blankly, and suddenly said, "So you really are the leader of a cult. I thought Igula was deliberately trying to discredit you."

"You're right. He's deliberately trying to discredit me." Ash said unhappily, "How do I look like a cult leader?"

“It’s similar everywhere.”

"Give me an example! Those on future lists don't count!"

"There is an example right in front of you." An Nan said with a smile, "I have been successfully bewitched by you."

She touched her earrings and said, "I will weave the rest of my life well."

"Then I'll go back first."

"I send you."

An Nan accompanied Ya Xiu to the door, reached out and grasped the door handle, but did not push the door open.

Ash waited for a moment and asked curiously, "What's wrong? Can't you twist it open?"

"Ash, do you hate me?"

Ash was startled.

"I think I hate you." The purple moth turned its back to him and whispered to the door, "If I hadn't captured you in front of the virtual passage, if Cleos and I hadn't threatened you, you wouldn't have been involved in the vortex of the Weaving Festival. Maybe you have already settled in Azula and lived a peaceful and happy life."

"Although I have always said that I will treat you equally, that is nothing but self-satisfied arrogance. You are all restricted by the contract. We can never be equal in terms of status, not to mention that I want you to participate in this nearly suicidal action - Harvey should be thinking about how to retaliate against me after this is over, right?"

"Although I have my own difficulties, what does my difficulties have to do with you? The purple moth that is destined to fly into the fire will have to burn with you."

"Your first reaction was 'Is this bad woman An Nan trying to cheat me again?' I deserve it."

"but."

An Nan turned and looked at Ash, his green pupils sparkling.

"In a few days, the first half of my life will be over." Her voice had some tremors: "We may all die."

Ash then realized that she was afraid.

In other words, who wouldn't be afraid in the funeral except Harvey? It's just that Igula never reveals his fear, and he has experienced too many life-and-death adventures; Liz completely relies on Ash, using trust to cover her fear; and Ash...

These days, he has been thinking about life after the Weaving Ceremony. It is to resist fear with hope, resist fear with Lis, and block fear with Igula.

An Nan is different from the other jailbreakers. She had always been protected by Pan Ji in her previous adventures, and she also relied on the God's perspective of the gospel to do whatever she wanted after she started working. This time, the blasphemy of the gospel plan was the most adventurous action in her life; assassinating the princess was a gamble she had never experienced before.

But she couldn't show any fear in front of others. This was her responsibility as a leader.

It was not until now that she took off all her disguises and revealed the weak side of a female boss.

"My question just now is also the answer I wove." Purple Moth looked at the cult leader intently: "I'll ask you again."

"Will you weave the future with me?"

This time I'm not kidding.

She is serious.

There's no way to get by.

Looking at this pretty face that showed both anger and joy, boldness with a hint of shyness, and eyes full of expectation, Ash was a little dazed for a moment.

Honestly, he couldn't think of a reason to refuse. Although she wasn't a wealthy woman like Elin, compared to Yaxiu who was ready to pick up cardboard boxes and sleep under the overpass, Annan, who lived in a large flat, was already rich enough to meet his daily needs.

Not to mention that Ash is also carrying Liz, only Igula and Annan are willing to support them. In fact, Ash was just talking to Igula casually. When Liz's life is settled, he will also find a way to make some money. It is impossible for him to really let Igula support him.

But An Nan's promise is not discounted and there is after-sales service! After all, he has sold his body, so Ash can call the rich woman a meal with peace of mind!

So does he like Annan? First of all, Annan is on the "Azula Beauty List", and her beauty and figure are not comparable to a 0-star waste like Ash; secondly, he feels very relaxed when he is with Annan, and it feels like they are childhood sweethearts who have grown up together and there is no barrier between them.

Of course I like you, and my married life will definitely be happy.

However, however.

Ash closed his eyes, and many images flashed through his mind, including his parents, his brother, the Veela, and the red-haired girl...

He opened his eyes and looked at the other person seriously. Seeing the tenderness in his eyes, Zi Feimoth immediately understood something.

"I……"

"Wait, I want to paint a portrait of you."