Instead of competing with them for those divine thrones, it's better to come back and make plans in advance to prepare for the future.
So I fought for this opportunity and came back here.
As he spoke, Longjing turned around, his smile meaningful, and said, "Unfortunately, one spacetime cannot accommodate two identical masters of trickery. Since I am here, you should no longer exist here."
"!!!"
At that moment, Su Yida understood what his future self meant.
"Do you really want me to die?"
"I'm dead, so you'll never be here again!"
"Wrong. The distinction between the id and the other is not like that. Although I am the future you, I have no relation to your future."
Of course, you can choose not to die; I think you understand what I mean.
"......"
Yes, Su Yida certainly understands.
Since two masters of trickery cannot exist in one spacetime, why not just have one on each side?
The idea behind his future self was to go to a future where people were vying for the throne of gods. To be honest, when the other party said the words "the throne of gods is vacant," Su Yida wished he were the master of trickery in that future world, with the opportunity to compete with people for those thrones of gods.
The gods have all fallen, isn't it all to make way for mortals?
The throne belongs to the capable, so why can't I be that capable one?
He was already obsessed with becoming a god, and had long been tempted, but he didn't want to express his desire to his future self.
Now, his future self has given him an excellent opportunity—an opportunity to be "forced" to go to the future world.
Su Yida was tempted!
Longjing noticed it.
And then, with a "thoughtful" word of advice, he said, "It's just a matter of dying sooner or later. If I were you, I would choose to die here, since there would be less pain."
Su Yida's face darkened: "Aren't you afraid that after I seize the throne, I'll come back and settle accounts with you for what happened today?"
"???"
Hey bro, how many bottles are you going to drink?
You've already seized the throne at such a young age?
If fish in ponds were this easy to catch, where in the world would there be no one who goes home empty-handed?
Longjing smiled: "If that day ever comes, you'll be most welcome."
Su Yida couldn't laugh. He felt that from this moment on, he had to endure. For the sake of the throne and the power, he needed to immediately put himself into the role and become the future Su Yida.
So he solemnly asked Longjing:
"What is the mission?"
How can I gain their trust?
Does your group have any tokens of faith or recognition?
"......"
Hearing this, Longjing couldn't help but sigh inwardly, realizing that the Fate Weaver had truly calculated everything perfectly.
This isn't a fortune teller, isn't it a prophet?
Longjing frowned: "Have you thought this through? You really want to go?"
Su Yida sneered: "Isn't this what you expected?"
Longjing nodded and walked in the direction Su Yida had come from.
"Wait for me here. I will bring you the body of the target I hunted, and I will also give you my token."
With these, you'll have enough to get by.
But I need to remind you, they are the pinnacle of their abilities. Be careful, don't die too quickly.
Su Yida watched his future self descend from the void, his expression shifting, a flicker of fanaticism and twisted emotion in his eyes.
"I will not die, I will become a god!"
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