Originally, Cheng Shi didn't have a good impression of [time].
Firstly, [Time] is opposed to [Fate], and [Existence] is also the enemy of [Nothingness], so one will never be kind to the enemy; secondly, the shadow of [Time] suddenly appearing in front of Avros's gate last time still looms in Cheng Shi's heart. He knows very little about [Time] and is instinctively afraid of dealing with the unknown.
But now, his mentality has changed.
The moment he knew that the God of Fun wanted him to merge with [Time], his rejection of [Time] suddenly turned into curiosity. He really wanted to know what role [Time] played in the God of Fun's plan, and whether He would agree to this fusion with [Nothingness]?
[Fraud] once said that any approach with His will is no longer approaching, but approaching, so Cheng Shi has always walked the path under his feet on his own. Although this road is full of so-called [fate] guidance, he can at least say with confidence when he meets a certain [Him]: There is no shadow of the God of Fun behind this encounter.
But this time it was different. The God of Fun directly arranged a performance for him. Not only was the performance held on the stage built by the "enemy", but the name [Destiny] was also written on the external advertisements for the performance.
Cheng Shi is now like a helpless actor who has been handed a script with a title but no content. He wants to perform the script as well as possible, but he doesn't know how.
The most critical issue here is that he doesn't know whether [time] is involved in this script!
My Lord, my Lord, have you discussed this with Time, or is this just a test?
If it's the former, I can just give up, but if it's the latter, can the fiercely conflicting [Nothingness] save me from its hands right now?
Cheng Shi was confused.
However, this did not pose any difficulty for a clown who was good at adapting. After a brief moment of confusion, he frowned and made a decision.
Since there is no script, then I... can just express myself freely!
He started to move, first questioning Brother Zui frantically in his mind, and after getting no response, he felt relieved, took out the Tongue of Lies and started throwing it towards the outside of the platform.
He was afraid that [time] also had an illusion similar to [memory], and he was also afraid that the place where [time] was was filled with phantoms of [existence], so he began to use Brother Sheet to explore the way. Brother Sheet was very angry about this because he did not receive any compensation for this overtime work.
Seeing that there were no traps around, Cheng Shi became a little bolder.
He...pulled out a pickaxe.
Yes, a pickaxe!
Don’t ask why the clown has a pickaxe in his personal space. It’s used for mining.
But there is obviously no mine here at the moment, so what is Cheng Shi doing with this thing?
Of course it was to get something... to leave a way out and get some spoils back.
As a believer in "fate" and a player who has always been steady, Cheng Shi must think of a way out regardless of whether the "time" will come later.
The fusion of [nothingness] and [existence] is no small matter. The fierce collision in the void right now is enough to show that his other benefactor does not agree with this matter. Although Cheng Shi does not know what method the God of Lezi can use to promote this matter, once this matter is implemented, the God of Lezi can hide in the void and never show up again, but he... is afraid that he cannot avoid the anger of his other benefactor.
When the time comes, how should I explain to [Fate] when I am bearing the power of [Time]?
I think your suggestion is good, so I agree?
Even if you die, you won’t know how you died.
Therefore, everything Cheng Shi did at the moment was to leave himself a way out. He raised his pickaxe and hammered hard at the ground beneath his feet, trying to knock off a piece from this folded time and take it back to study.
If [Fate] comes in anger at that time, he can argue that he never agreed to the fusion and was forced to do so, and he has proved his determination to resist [Time] with practical actions!
Look, my Lord, this is the time I broke from Time. I can't do more, but I need to express my attitude!
But this behavior still has risks, that is, even if [fate] does not pursue it out of tolerance, [time]...how to deal with it?
It would be best if the other party didn’t have time to show up, but what should I do if he did?
Cheng Shi has also thought of an excuse for this.
I am a traveler of [nothingness] who has even merged with [existence]. Is it wrong for me to bring back some specialties from my "new home"?
No, not at all!
Regardless of whether these excuses were useful or not, Cheng Shi’s greed convinced himself, so he knocked even harder.
However, how could a mortal's pickaxe possibly smash the creation of the gods? As Cheng Shi hammered faster and harder, his pickaxe was worn out before the ground broke apart by the time it folded.
However, this kind of wear and tear is not caused by sharp edges, but by corrosion caused by the vast amount of time.
Both the pickaxe and the wooden pole became fragile and brittle. Cheng Shi hit the ground with his last powerful blow. The ground did not move at all, but the pickaxe suddenly shattered and turned into flying points of light, which were thrown into the air. Then, like other streams of light in this space, they fell in an instant, all falling towards...
Cheng Shi!
"!!!"
Cheng Shi realized that something was wrong and wanted to hide, but how could life escape the passage of time?
Then countless streams of light twisted and entangled around his body, transforming into circles of annual rings that reflected on his pupils, which had shrunk suddenly due to fear.
The time that went back and forth in a circle seemed to come from an eternal chisel, depicting the lines of time in Cheng Shi's eyes stroke by stroke, and painting the moment into an unchanging eternity.
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