Reality: a museum in an unknown province or city.
A huge playing card fell from thin air, and the wooden door on the card was suddenly pushed open. An embarrassed figure trotted out from the void inside the door, staggered a few steps, and then fell directly onto the cold ground.
This person was none other than the blind man who came to “call for help”.
This museum is not her rest area, but Zhen Xin's rest area. As soon as the blind man appeared, he shouted "Xinxin" somewhat weakly.
Soon, a beautiful figure turned and walked out from behind a display counter. There was a slight surprise on her face, and she was holding a building block in her hand that looked like it had not been completed yet.
Seeing Xinxin in such a state, the blind man froze and asked in astonishment: "Zhenyi?"
Zhen Xin also frowned. She put down the building blocks in her hand, walked quickly to the blind person and helped her up.
“It’s me.
I sent Zhen Yi back, but the condition of the deal was that I helped her put together her new collection.
She hates trouble, you know, I hate trouble too, but between the two evils, I can only accept her trouble.
You came just in time, help me, Mingyu, I’m almost done. "
As he spoke, Zhen Xin shook his head and sighed, looking helpless.
"......"
But what the blind man sensed in Zhen Xin's aura was not helplessness, but doting. After all, they were sisters. No matter how much they hurt each other, when they were not confronting each other, there was at least some sense of "home" between them.
But now is not the time to talk about this. She held Zhen Xin's arm and explained what she had seen and learned in the trial and the crisis that the Fire Bearer was currently facing. Then she showed a dice in her palm.
“It’s very strange. From the information I know, all situations seem to be heading towards collapse, but when I divined what the near future would be like, His response was a perfect score.
I can't see any turning point, I can only speculate that there may be changes among them that we are not aware of, so Xinxin, have you been summoned by Him recently?"
Zhen Xin's expression suddenly turned a little bad. It was unknown whether she was worried about the Firebringer or thinking about something else. Anyway, after her expression changed several times, she shook her head and said:
“No, I haven’t seen Him since I was tricked by someone last time.
But recently, I did meet the one in [Life]. "
"【Birth】?" The blind man was slightly surprised.
“Yes, it is Him.
That 'Eternal Day' is a very active player. Although I don't agree with some of her wills, I cannot deny that the way she approached them was very successful.
I wanted to find inspiration in her, so I helped her find another Him, Lucia, the messenger of Birth and the Holy Voice of Birth.
We found Him, and after that trial was over, Birth called me.
Forget it, let’s talk about these things later.
Mingyu, don't be impatient. If you firmly believe that the guidance of [Fate] is correct, then we might as well wait for a while."
"Wait?" The blind man paused for a moment and understood what Zhen Xin meant. "Wait for the reaction of [Flame of Hope]?"
"Yes, in the final analysis, we are just puppets in their hands. When there is no interference from their will, you and I can fight for our own position on the stage through hard work.
But once their will is mixed in, our choice becomes useless.
There is obviously something strange about Lao Deng's escape. Even if [Time] wanted to intervene, there is no need to give you such a "petty revenge" after you have passed His trial. There must be a deeper game involved.
We cannot participate in their game, but the [Flame of Hope] may be able to. We have never known where it came from, but this incident has given us an opportunity to observe this mysterious [Him]. "
The blind man frowned as if he wanted to correct Zhen Xin's words, but Zhen Xin smiled and helped her to sit at the table, interrupting her speech.
“I know that we shouldn’t make such a test on the Firebringer no matter what, but Mingyu, sometimes the more you do, the more mistakes you make. We can’t guarantee that the remedy at this time will not become an obstacle for [Flame of Hope] to deal with this matter.
Our actions at the player level may have no effect on Him, but once It involves Them... it's hard to say.
So my advice is to wait, at least don't let [fraud] get involved until you receive a signal that the situation is completely heading towards collapse.
I don't know if there is any trace of Him in this, but He is a [Fraud] after all, and the title of God of Fun is not given for nothing.
As for your benefactor [Fate]...
A full point is probably the reassurance He gives you.
Okay, I know you can think of all this, don't worry, drink some water and take it easy. "
As she spoke, Zhen Xin quietly took out two slices of tangerine peel from her personal space and put them into the cup, then stirred it for a while and pushed it in front of the blind man.
The blind man's face instantly turned cold when he sensed the faint scent of tangerine peel emanating from the water. He suddenly raised his head and "looked" at Zhen Xin in front of him, with a complicated expression and gnashing teeth, he said:
"Zhen Yi! This joke is not funny. You know I'm allergic to tangerine peel!"
After hearing this, Zhen Xin's eyes trembled, but soon the corners of her eyes and mouth curved at the same time.
"Hee~
Mingyu, you are wrong, I am your elder sister now!"
"......"
An Mingyu ran away, or rather, she didn't want to face the person in front of her at all, and fled the museum like a flash.
But when she returned to her own rest area and looked at the bookcases, tables, chairs, beds, flowers, plants and fish pond that she had arranged herself, which had not changed or appeared abnormal at all, she suddenly trembled all over, as if she had lost all her strength, and collapsed into the chair.
"how so......"
She raised her hand tremblingly and threw all the dice in her hand onto the table. After a moment, the dice gradually stabilized and 17 1s appeared in front of her.
"No... How could this happen..."
An Mingyu pursed her lips tightly, and at the same time a tear flowed out from her tightly closed eyes, slid down the perfect curve of her cheek, and fell straight to the ground.
This tear didn't even raise any dust; it disappeared silently on the ground, and the whole room fell silent again.
The sadness did not last long. Soon, the face of this God-chosen one gradually calmed down. She looked at the dice on the table, tightly grasped one, and subconsciously murmured:
“Is this also your guidance?”
However, at this time and place, no one could answer her, but An Mingyu still continued to ask to herself:
"So, why did you let me come into this world, my Lord?"
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