When Cheng Shi opened his eyes again, he stood in the void awkwardly, not daring to say a word.
Good news, now that we have gotten rid of the God of Fun, at least we don’t have to worry about being in a mixed doubles match.
Bad news, the other benefactor is still there, and his eyes are getting colder and colder. He may be charged with a bunch of messy blasphemy crimes again.
Why did he become so cold? Could it be related to the container tainted with fraud that he just received?
Cheng Shi lowered his eyebrows and trembled.
The last trial undoubtedly tilted the balance of his belief in [nothingness] slightly towards [fraud], so before he figured out how to package his desire for this container, he didn't dare to speak first to break the silence, in order to avoid giving people a chance to talk about him.
But it was too horrible to stand there under the benefactor's scrutiny, so Cheng Shi decided to flatter him first.
No matter how many things you wear, you can never go wrong with compliments.
"Praise you, great..."
"You want to become a god?"
Just when he was halfway through his words, a pair of cold eyes interrupted Cheng Shi and asked this question.
Cheng Shi froze in place and blinked in confusion.
"......?"
He always felt that there was something else behind his benefactor's words, and it sounded like a conspiracy.
Although he wants to, he actually doesn't want to at all. The Joker just wants some ability to protect himself under the eyes of the gods. Of course, if he can deceive them, this ability can also be "cashed in" for "special tricks", just like the one promised by the God of Fun.
But you can say you don’t want to... My Lord, if I say I don’t want to, you won’t take away the container I found, right?
How can that be possible! ?
Cheng Shi tightened his collar, fearing that his benefactor's hand would reach directly into his arms. He pondered for a moment, his eyes rolled, and suddenly he came up with an idea.
"My Lord, I think you misunderstood.
I got it not because I coveted it, nor for the purpose of becoming something, but because I couldn't bear to leave my benefactor... ahem, I couldn't bear to leave something related to [nothingness] out there and endure loneliness, so I took it back and am keeping it temporarily.
I know you both are very busy, so I would be honored to serve as custodian.
Of course, if you, my Lord, have something similar left outside..."
Cheng Shi swallowed his saliva, and when he saw that the pair of eyes in front of him showed no dissatisfaction, he continued to speak carefully.
“I will definitely get it back for you as soon as possible and keep it properly.
Don't worry, as long as you leave it with me, no one can snatch it away.
I can swear my loyalty to you!"
"......"
Destiny looked strange after hearing these words. The coldness in his eyes melted a little, but he still had an essential indifference inside. He looked at the believer he had chosen and asked quietly:
"You still want the container of [Destiny]?"
"Can I?" Cheng Shi's eyes widened suddenly, but he immediately shrank his neck and said, "No, no, no, my Lord, I mean, do I have the honor to find the lost old items for you?"
"Hmph, you are filled with His scent, it's too strong." The pair of eyes snorted coldly, and the tone became dull again, "You don't need to look for it, because you have already found it."
Found it?
when?
Where?
Cheng Shi was confused. He carefully recalled all his experiences and selected all the props related to "Destiny" from his memory. However, he could not find an item that was even slightly similar to the container. So he looked up blankly and asked in confusion:
"My Lord, please forgive my stupidity. After all, I am far away from my memory and not very good at recalling. So I would like to ask, your most devout believer, when did I find the container of destiny?"
Those eyes looked down at Cheng Shi coldly. He was not fooled by his sweet words, nor did he respond directly to Cheng Shi's question. Instead, he asked a new question.
A fatal question.
"You often claim to be pious, so prove your piety to me.
Cheng, Shi, do you want to keep the container of [Fraud] or the container of [Destiny]?"
"???"
Cheng Shi blurted out without even thinking: "Can't all of them..."
But he quickly swallowed back the few words that were left in his throat, and then changed the subject:
"My Lord, I mean that I feel I can take good care of the two containers, so please rest assured. Besides, we are all one family, and as a practitioner of the Void, I should contribute my own strength to the Void."
These words were spoken with such determination that even Cheng Shi had never felt himself to be so pious.
But his sophistry was not met with the affirmation of [fate], but endless cold stares.
"Greed never belongs to Nothingness."
"It belongs to me now, my Lord, it belongs to me now." Cheng Shi said frantically, "[Filth] never refuses, so in the age of [Nothingness], greed can belong to [Nothingness]."
"......"
These words completely silenced [Destiny], even more so than the [silence] just now.
The eyes of that pair clearly had an unconcealable glimmer of emptiness, but He still replied indifferently:
“Even if greed belongs to [Nothingness], it is not up to you to decide.
You...that's all."
He sighed softly, and his eyes finally softened.
"Mortals cannot hold different containers. I know what you are thinking, but you can only choose one of the two.
Is it fixed or changing? Cheng, Shi, answer with your piety. "
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