......
The atmosphere was a little awkward.
Everyone present, except Zhen Xin, was pondering a question:
If the dominant personality of a schizophrenic becomes a god, then in a situation where the intensity of consciousness is completely unbalanced, is there still room for the alternate personality to survive?
Could it be that Zhen Yi...
Thinking of this, Cheng Shi's expression changed, and his pupils shrank as he looked at Zhen Xin. When he saw the somewhat gloomy look in her eyes, his heart sank, and he suddenly recalled the days when he had met Zhen Yi.
That master of sorcery who always had a "hee" sound on his lips and tormented people with loud laughter actually left because his sister became a god!?
Zhen Xin paid such a high price to cooperate with the ascension to godhood!?
Admittedly, in the eyes of other players, Zhen Yi is a demon descended from heaven, but in Zhen Xin's eyes, she is, after all, her sister, the only one who accompanied her through the most difficult years.
Cheng Shi couldn't imagine how much of a blow Zhen Xin would suffer from Zhen Yi's departure, yet this strong magician never uttered a single complaint.
She has given so much for the clown and for the world...
"Feel sorry."
Cheng Shi lowered his head sadly.
This apology shattered the empty atmosphere, and a wave of sadness suddenly filled the clowns.
Even Long Jing, who was at odds with Zhen Yi the most, showed a hint of sadness on his face. He didn't dare to look at Zhen Xin, but instead looked into the distance, muttering in a voice only he could hear:
"Fool, you messed up."
You wouldn't dare lie to your own sister?
"What are you pretending to be a hero for... Yes, I'd like to pretend to be a hero too, but I'm still alive. What about you...? You're so cunning, why don't you find a way to survive yourself..."
Longjing's words sounded like both insults and sarcasm, but everyone could hear the emotion in them.
The bad luck was real; when Zhen Yi was around, no one thought she wasn't unlucky.
But once they learned that the master of trickery had sacrificed himself for the "greater good," that subtle emotion instantly transformed into a sense of reluctance, understanding, and forgiveness.
Especially after learning about the Zhen sisters' past, it turned into a feeling of pity.
She appeared when Zhen Xin was in her most painful moment, holding an umbrella for her sister in the pouring rain, but left when Zhen Xin was at her most "glorious," leaving Huan Yu with only a silent "heh"...
This behind-the-scenes yet attention-grabbing behavior undoubtedly resonated with Longjing, to the point that Chairman Gong turned his head away and quietly sniffed.
The clowns present were all supreme beings, and no matter how subtle the movement, it couldn't escape their notice. Thus, Chairman Gong's two sniffs became the tragic turning point of the scene. He had just turned back when he heard the people in front of him saying things with different expressions:
"At least one person was fooled."
"It's quite amazing that Chairman Gong can empathize with Zhen Yi."
"Hmm, another piece added to the collection."
"Hehe~"
"!!!???"
Longjing couldn't believe his eyes, let alone his ears!
He looked at the four “companions” in front of him in shock, at the hateful Old Zhang who was squinting and smiling, at the hateful Cheng Shi who was raising his eyebrows and suppressing a laugh, at the hateful Dragon King who was smiling incessantly, and finally at the hateful Zhen Yi who looked shrewd!
It has to be Zhen Yi. I know her smile all too well. There's no mistake!
"You...you all..." Chairman Gong was filled with grief and indignation, "How dare you play me!"
Zhen Xin burst into laughter, displaying her extreme liveliness:
Hehe~
Who tricked you?
Old Gong, we didn't say a word to each other, who knew you'd suddenly start sniffling?
Did they think I was dead?
"So you're this sad about my death? Oh dear, do you like me?"
"I love your mom so much!!!"
Longjing broke down, and he angrily pointed at Cheng Zhili and asked:
"You knew all along, didn't you, Fate Weaver!"
Since you knew Zhen Yi wasn't dead, why did you say sorry?
Cheng Shi finally found a sliver of joy amidst the clown's antics, and he said with a smile:
"Given the thought of lying to you again, it's not wrong to give you a heads-up beforehand, is it?"
"???"
Longjing raised his voice, his expression contorted, and said, "You're talking to me!?"
Cheng Shi nodded: "That's right. It's never right to lie to you, so it's only right to apologize in advance."
"But your expression clearly changed, obviously you were thinking the same thing as me, so why did you suddenly understand?"
"It's very simple. If Zhen Yi really leaves, no matter how well Zhen Xin hides it, she will never be able to hide it from An Shenxuan, who has always cared about her."
Given An Shenxuan's personality, the fact that he knew about such a major event but didn't come to me for help can only mean that the premise of Zhen Yi leaving is fundamentally flawed.
"......"
Longjing's blank mind thought for a moment and then realized that it seemed to make a lot of sense.
But he was unconvinced and glared angrily at Old Zhang. Zhang Jizu narrowed his eyes, not wanting to cause trouble, and quickly explained:
“I am a believer in the [Death] faith. Even though I did not inherit everything from my benefactor when Zhen Yi left, my benefactor never revealed anything to me, which is a reassuring piece of good news.”
"......"
As soon as Zhang Jizu finished speaking, Li Jingming chimed in, "The same applies to [Memory]. If no new items are created in the collection, then nothing has happened."
"......"
So you're all smart, and I'm the only idiot?!
Longjing staggered back a step, repeatedly pinching his nose with his fingers. He chuckled maniacally, one syllable at a time, then shouted:
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