Tell me, where did the flowers come from? The flowers cannot come from Daoya City, who gave them to you?
Who is it that has such fresh flowers? Why did you get His flowers? What did you communicate about?
Su Mingan had long been accustomed to traps and being targeted. However, this soft and warm bed, this familiar and safe church... were the only places he didn't want to doubt. So when he saw the flowers on the bedside, he even ignored its unreasonableness. He subconsciously wanted to believe this place. If it weren't for his instinct to doubt...
He won't wake up.
If he hadn't woken up, he probably wouldn't have seen Li Mingyue pushing the door open.
"I..." Li Mingyue started.
But the next moment, his eyes suddenly became indifferent, and he said:
"—don't you like my flowers?"
The moment Su Mingan heard this inorganic tone, he realized that the god was possessed by Li Mingyue.
Although Li Mingyue protects the city of Doa, it seems that the gods can always possess Li Mingyue, and there may be some connection between them.
"God, if you really have a hard time, you can tell me. If you have an enemy that you can't defeat, you can also tell me." Su Mingan's voice was a little broken, and he clutched the sheets tightly: "Don't do this again."
Stop being everywhere.
Don't appear next to me and hurt the people around me. Don't block me in the name of my goodness.
The spirit shook his head and said, "Perhaps Lin Guang from the Ninth World gave you some misunderstanding, making you think that everyone has their own difficulties. Unfortunately, I am not like him. I am targeting you only to prevent you from dying within the scope of the rules. If you die, I will lose benefits, that's all."
"Am I joining the tower just to die? Do you want me to stay by your side all the time, and do you want to use various means to disable me?" Su Mingan whispered.
These days, the oppression from the gods was too strong. Even Alice was a trap set by the gods. He had almost died several times. Even when he was in the most desperate time in the eighth world, he didn't have such a hard time.
Listening to his somewhat broken voice, the god just stared at him quietly, as if there was something on his face.
Su Mingan clenched his fists and took a deep breath. Five seconds later, he quickly adjusted his mindset and his expression became calm:
"…Then let's talk, spirit."
The silver-blue moonlight shone between them, and Alice, who was sitting on the folding chair, had fallen asleep. She was sleeping soundly and did not hear any movement from this side.
The spirit fiddled with the branches without even looking at Su Mingan.
"There is nothing to talk about." The spirit said in a low voice: "You want to complete the tower, but I don't want you to do that. So there is an irreconcilable contradiction between us. However, I really can't kill you directly. The most I can do is make you lose your ability to move."
"Are you really not doing this for my own good? You asked Mizushima Kawase to tell me before that you don't want me to pass the tower because I will be devoured by the Alien King in the end." Su Ming'an asked.
It's not that he thinks too much, it's just that he has seen too many similar people. They all do a lot of things to hurt him under the guise of doing good for him, of course most of them do it for the sake of responsibility in the world. Whether it's Su Lin in the Yunshang City period, Xi Boer who is on the verge of alienation, or Lin Guang.
“Oh.” The spirit laughed. Even though it was a laugh, His smile seemed very faint. “Don’t take yourself too seriously. I don’t want you to be devoured by the Alien King, and it’s also because if you are devoured by it, it will harm my interests.”
The spirit had made it very clear. Except for why Su Mingan's death would harm his interests, the spirit had already said almost everything.
Having said that, Su Mingan was no longer able to attack the opponent.
"You helped me delete posts through the computer screen before, and then said, 'You like me very much.' Now you say that you are not doing this for my own good." Su Mingan still remembers this incident.
The god seemed to have remembered this as well. His expression changed slightly, and then he said coldly: "There is no conflict between the two. I admire you, and I target you, and we can coexist."
Su Mingan did not comment, it was indeed true.
"...Okay, you can really go to sleep now. I won't set any more traps for the time being." The spirit dispelled the incense scent in the room: "But it's best to lock the door before going to sleep."
Su Mingan knew that he couldn't blame Li Mingyue. Maybe Li Mingyue just wanted him to sleep, but the spirit took the opportunity to possess Li Mingyue and almost took Su Mingan away.
"Oh, right." The spirit seemed to remember something: "Your body is still with me, remember to come and get it when you have time."
"Is Su Lin okay?" Su Mingan asked.
"He can't kill me, and I can't kill him." The spirit said, "He can't leave my house now, so I expect you to come find him. Now he smashes and burns my house every day and kills my various bionic bodies, which makes me very embarrassed."
Su Mingan couldn't hold it anymore.
It was rare for him to hear Su Lin hit a wall, but this incident was indeed because of him. If Su Lin had not given him his body, Su Lin would not have been trapped in the gods' hometown. However, the gods could not kill Su Lin. I hope this incident will not become a crisis in the future.
Su Mingan remained silent, and the god had no intention of continuing to communicate.
The god closed his eyes, and after a moment, Li Mingyue regained consciousness.
"...Ming'an." Li Mingyue called out, his eyes struggled for a moment, and finally he said slowly: "I will... leave this place, stay away from you."
Su Mingan nodded silently.
He locked the door, summoned two cats as guards, and put on his sleep patrol helmet. It was almost time for bed.
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