Fang Shiqing finished her opening remarks with a red face, but just this one sentence made the man standing in front of her completely stunned.
?
Do you want to listen to what you are saying?
You are a defender of the city, and you tell me that the will of the builders is too conservative?
So my dear Ms. Salary Seeker, what on earth happened to you?
What, or who, made you undergo such an "unreasonable" change?
The man took a deep breath for a long time just like Fang Shiqing before he recovered. He walked to Fang Shiqing with interest, looked her up and down with his sharp eyes, and then smiled.
Interesting, changing her mind was a man, but not in that sense.
“Speak, my fire-seeker, I wish I could hear a more powerful story.
Of course, be careful with your expressions and wording. There is only one way to remember and mourn. Once I knew about him...
We have betrayed the oath we have taken.”
Fang Shiqing nodded solemnly and told Cheng Shi what was in her mind, no, what was in Cheng Shi’s “mind”.
A long time passed, so long that the petals on the desk lost all their strength and gradually withered.
The man stood there motionless and listened to the whole thing.
He frowned and fell into deep thought.
Seeing him like this, Fang Shiqing picked up the tube of remembrance, silently drew out her own memories, and then prepared to turn around and leave quietly.
"Wait! These petals..."
“No need.”
Fang Shiqing didn't look back, but just looking at her back you could tell that she was smiling, and her smile was confident and bright.
"I suddenly realized that an organization that relies on oaths to strengthen the morale of its soldiers and to make compromises cannot become the one you claim will bring a new tomorrow for all the good things.
So, we don't need it anymore.
Just like how you felt when you saw this petal, I went astray.
But fortunately, someone showed me the way.”
After saying that, Fang Shiqing strode away.
The man looked at her back thoughtfully as she left, then looked meaningfully at the flower petals on the table, picked up the notebook he had been scribbling on, and opened it to the latest page.
Then, he picked up the pen and wrote four big characters:
God-making plan?
"Do you think it's feasible?" he asked towards the void behind him.
An unusually quiet woman walked out of the void. Although her eyes were covered with a layer of black cloth, she still turned her head to look in the direction of the notebook. After her gaze lingered for a moment, she smiled.
“Why not?
Didn't you hear what this salary seeker said?
When I reached 2400 points, I was thinking, why can't I be one of those sitting on that high throne?
You and I have more than 2400 points.
You should have some confidence, right, Qin Xin?"
The man frowned and thought for a moment, then hummed softly and raised his hand to cross out the question mark after "God-making Plan".
"Then, let's try it."
...
Reality, in an apartment in an unknown province or city.
Ever since Bailing returned to the rest area, she has been thinking about the deep meaning of the question asked by Fang Shiqing.
She was afraid that the other party would notice that her memory had changed and would recall the memories that were lost during the trial.
Turns out, he's here!
The boss is the boss, he is actually a clown, he actually has 2400 points, and he actually saved himself.
But he almost killed him by mistake.
Even though she had forgotten that Cheng Shi was Cheng Shi at that time, she was still in deep guilt.
She was scared and terrified.
What she was afraid of was not the harm that the bowstring had caused to Cheng Shi, nor was she afraid of whether Fang Shiqing had seen through her. What made her anxious, worried and uneasy was... the memory of the moment!
She didn't know why the boss's methods didn't work on her, but she was afraid that with a score of 1400, she wouldn't be able to keep this memory and expose Cheng Shi's existence.
Yes, since the boss chose to let me forget, then I shouldn't remember it.
But it would be such a pity if we don’t remember this memory.
This is one of the few times I have fought side by side with him, and it is also the most attractive scenery on this increasingly bright road under my feet!
But the same thing happened, Bailing felt that she couldn't keep it.
So she decided to do something about it.
So...she washed away her fatigue, calmed down all her thoughts, knelt devoutly in front of the bed, and prayed in a low voice:
"untie......"
She paused after saying one word.
No, we cannot pray to [Depravity], as this is tantamount to revealing this secret to the public.
A complex expression flashed across Bai Ling's face. After much deliberation, she gritted her teeth and trembled as she began to try another prayer:
“Don’t distinguish between truth and falsehood, don’t discuss reality and falsehood.
Oh, the almighty God of Fraud, I, Bai Ling, a humble believer of Filth and a sinner who deserves no mercy, pray to you and start a trial...
A test that can permanently erase the memory of 'your devout disciple Cheng Shi' from my mind... "
...
Reality, in a private house in an unknown province or city.
Cui Qiushi was eating when he regained his memory.
Even though all resources can be obtained through prayer today, he still maintains the habit of cooking.
This is not because of boredom, but because of nostalgia.
Lao Cui likes the food cooked by Xiao Cui, so he never stops eating it.
There was a bowl of rice and a plate of vegetables on the small wooden dining table, but there were two pairs of chopsticks.
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