[Fuck, I am numb]
[These last few words hurt me so much...]
[Wuwuwuwuwuwu, the door of my house is flooded with my tears QAQ]
[I did a 360-degree turn in the air and cried, which woke up my dog. It ran out of its den and pawed at me. I hit it and it started crying too. Soooooooo, we cried together. Soooooooo]
[Is this really a time paradox? Doesn’t this mean that no one survives? Bald Pen, tell me the truth whether you are in the newspaper office (drawing a knife jpg.)]
[The Shideng that Shi Ge wanted to protect had his limbs broken and disappeared into the time tunnel. The Xiaodeng that Shideng wanted to protect was swallowed up by the rift in the past. The Shideng that Xiaodeng wanted to protect... and Uncle Fu. Wuwuwu, I never dreamed that the person from the two worlds would be Uncle Fu.]
[#图#People from both worlds looked at Uncle Fu outside the underworld from across time and space.
#Picture#People from both worlds pass the light straw hat to each other.
Such a strong sense of fate, is it actually destined?]
[There is also the place where Shi Deng was predicted by the Great Prophecy QAQ, Shi Ge walked into that flower shop.]
[I am now leaving crazy comments in the comment section of episode 70, begging Shi Ge to go back to the flower shop, begging him to go in and pay. The comment section is now full of comments begging Shi Ge to go back and pay. I want to cry and laugh at the same time.]
[Little Deng, my little Deng, he was so afraid of being abandoned by Shi Deng, so afraid of going back to the past, but in the end he went back to the past tat… Such a young child, the last words he said when he went back to the past were to ask Shi Deng, “Will you forget me?” This sentence made me burst into tears (shaking the faucet jpg.)
I originally thought you would at least keep one, but if that doesn't work, you can keep half! How could you be so cruel to such a young child?
You rubbed your hair, you better not sleep too deeply tonight (wiping tearsjpg.) (sharpening knifejpg.)]
[I really didn’t leave any hahahahaha I’m not crazy hahahaha]
[I want to know, once the time paradox is unleashed, will it really make everyone forget the existence of the time light? Then everything my kid does will be unknown to others. Woohoo, I won’t accept that!]
[The time paradox only changes the cause, not the result. The traces of Chrono Treasure's existence will not be erased. Only he and his memory will be erased.]
[Wuwuwu, no, I want to read the sequel! At least Yuan Ting and the others can’t be forgotten. Shi Deng suffered so much, why didn’t he have a good ending? They really caught my kid and stabbed him alone, right?! ]
[I want to see the extra chapter——!]
[……]
The last few words, Bald Pen, were updated together with the disappearance of the time light and the small light, and Uncle Fu's words. There is no mistaking the continuity. These knives stabbed deeply into the hearts of the comic readers. The number of forum posts increased dramatically, and countless of them became red, like blood from a heart being stabbed out by a knife.
There was a lot of wailing.
All the blame was directed at Bald Pen, while Gong Du, as the original author of the script, was blameless.
When the hour lamp and the small lamp disappeared, his script was already completed, but something went wrong at the end -
According to his script, he asked Bald Pen to find him a man from the other worlds who could give him a straw hat, and then he would put this man from the other worlds on Shi Ge's head.
But after watching the subsequent developments in this world, he realized that Uncle Fu had passed away and became the person from another world who had delivered the straw hat to him.
Miyato paid great attention to the proper endings of the original characters in this world. Just like Kang Dog in the previous world, he made Kang Dog die at the right time.
Although the storyline of this world is thin, the storylines of the characters are scattered, and Uncle Fu has no specific ending, Gong Du wants this old man to enjoy the rest of his life.
Bald Pen is about to cry: "...The characters in the undetermined ending are very flexible. When you died, this world was already complete. I can't control it completely for the time being. Uncle Fu became a person from two worlds by accident."
Even if Tokito didn't arrange the scene of handing over the straw hat, Uncle Fu might have walked in anyway.
This is really not its fault!
At this moment they were all in the void, two balls, one black and one blue, plus a pen, floating among thousands of stars.
The air pressure around the black ball is very low.
Bald Pen said: "Well, I don't dare to say anything but thank you. The good fortune I gave you has arrived. By the way, I also gave you a big red envelope. You will never suffer a loss!"
Gong Du turned around and looked at the little comic world that had been separated.
It is golden in color.
Warm but not scorching.
There seemed to be a blood-red river surrounding the world.
The little light ball looked at Gong Du and suddenly said in surprise: "You changed color!"
Gong Du: “?”
Xiao Guangtuan threw a mirror over to him and asked him to look at himself: "How ugly!"
Gong Du: “…”
His eyes fell on the mirror.
The black ball in the mirror was originally completely black, but after experiencing the world of Elansno, he took back his white soul, and his ears and tail turned translucent white.
But now, his mostly black soul was mixed with some inconspicuous colorful colors.
The little light ball covered his eyes: "Colorful black appeared QAQ"
So ugly.
...is a bit ugly.
Gong Du was silent for a moment, then he drew out the colorful soul, made it into an earring, and put it on his white ear: "Examiner, do you know why the soul changes color?"
Bald Pen took a look and said, "This... looks like love, right? It seems a little different."
Affection?
Gongdu frowned.
How could he, a god, have such a thing?
When I touched the earrings and felt them carefully, a strange emotion surged up: sourness, sadness, grief, frivolity, indulgence, happiness... a mixture of all kinds of feelings.
Gong Du suddenly let go.
The slight deviation at the end of the script had already made him feel uneasy, and this uncontrollable emotion that is typical of human beings reappeared in him.
Affection.
In God's commentary, the interpretation of love includes family affection, friendship, love and devotion, sacrifice, and even dreams and pursuits.
The scope is extremely broad.
He originally had some, but they were not the colorful ones like the ones now.
He was born with an illness and was accustomed to the fickleness of human nature. To him, the word "love" was nothing more than a burden that made him feel pain.
The first step to becoming a god was to pull out the emotions in his soul.
He understands humans, can simulate their emotions, write scripts, and even enjoys immersing himself in it, watching the characters in the scripts experience joys and sorrows.
Gong Du never felt that he was missing anything.
Xiao Guangtuan was surprised: "You have no feelings?"
Don't these guys know that among the higher gods, those without emotions are almost the same as eunuchs?!
Even the high-ranking God of Death next door who split his soul and ended up falling in love with himself has feelings.
It looked at Gong Du's soul again, and saw that except for the colorful earrings, it was black and white.
Gods are different from examiners like it. The natural spirits within its system are all single-colored.
Xiao Guangtuan pulled out Gong Du's test scores and took a look at them, then he suddenly realized.
It seemed to know why Gong Du failed the exam.
Love is also the key point to pass the examination for the upper gods. Gong Du probably memorized all the divine notes on love and explained the standard answers, so even though his final score was very low, he did not think about the fact that he had no love.
The look that Xiao Guangtuan gave Gong Du had changed——
This! This is a naughty kid who made himself a cripple!
Gong Du touched the earring again, his eyes a little cold, and said nonchalantly while trying hard: "This thing is useless. If it is destroyed once, it can be destroyed a second time."
Xiao Guangtuan quickly stopped him and said, "No, no, no! If you really want to pull it out, wait until you pass the make-up exam! This thing is related to whether you can pass the exam. It's okay for you to pull it out, but don't affect my grades!"
It also requires performance appraisal and striving for year-end awards!
Xiao Guangtuan quickly explained, "So, you can't ruin it before the make-up exam!"
Gong Du was surprised: "Are you serious?"
He answered all the test questions according to the standard answers.
The little ball of light nodded hurriedly.
Gong Du thought for a moment and gave up for the time being: "Okay."
He looked at Bald Pen: "Give Uncle Little Fu a better ending."
Bald Pen wanted to cry but had no tears: "My ancestors, please don't do that. The comic world has finally stabilized and now we can't move on."
Gong Du: "Can we move once it's stable?"
Baldman nodded: "It will probably take a few decades. You can come back then."
The identity of Tokidō originally died at the age of five. It can be said that he is a completely blank sheet of paper, and everything was filled in by Miyato. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is Tokidō himself.
Gong Du: "Examiner, please check the progress of the luck collection."
The small ball of light integrated and redeemed the luck it had collected in this world, and the overall progress suddenly soared to 97%. It took a breath of cool air: "So fast!"
This is just the second world.
If you continue like this, you can collect all the items just by hanging out in the next world.
It’s not hard to understand.
Here, he collected the luck values of the protagonists in the comic world, as well as the emotional feedback from many readers in the big world, plus Bald Pen's generous gifts. Adding them all together, this number is not surprising.
What Gong Du couldn't understand was how the love he had plucked out with his own hands could be born again.
Is he too nice to the protagonists?
Or are some people in this small world, including the protagonists, too nice to him?
Gong Du: "I will choose the next world myself."
Small light group: "This is against the rules..."
Seeing that Gong Du was about to destroy the earring again, Xiao Guangtuan quickly changed the subject: "But we are so familiar with each other, I will open a backdoor for you!"
Gong Du was satisfied.
The two little balls drifted away, and Bald Pen asked quickly, "Hey, are you coming back?"
The black ball said slowly: "Maybe."
There is no definite answer.
Bald Pen is actually about how to draw a spin-off story that entangles the world of comics.
Since Gong Du did not give it an accurate answer, then the sequel should also be done in the same way, erasing it, so there is no need to be so clean.
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Time Paradox: Extra
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Everyone seemed to wake up from a dream.
The Yellow Springs Blood River disappeared from the sea.
The supernatural beings who participated in the Arc City did not remember what happened or why they gathered here. All traces were wiped out by an invisible hand.
On the second day, a strange news occurred in Fengcheng.
At the end of the main road in their city, next to the west gate, a stone statue suddenly appeared. It seemed to have existed for a long time, but no one could remember when the statue was built.
The stone statue looks like a young boy, with chains around his body, bells in his hair, scars all over his body, and blurred facial features, as if he had just walked the road behind him and was exhausted.
But when people in Fengcheng see the stone statue, they will feel unspeakable guilt in their hearts and will spontaneously bow down and worship it, paying homage to it as if it were a god or Buddha.
This incident lasted for a few days and then died down. The appearance of the stone statue was recorded in the city annals of Fengcheng.
Yuan Guang, who had been against Tian Gu, was quiet and motionless.
Until three years later.
The spearhead team was ordered to explore the interior of Abyss. When they reached Abyss, they found that it had been abandoned for a long time.
The huge castle was eerie, with old climbing trees and vines growing in the corners, scaring away the chirping birds.
Cen Le looked around and said, "No one has lived here for a long time. This is why Yuan Guang has become so quiet."
"Unless their leader leaves, the Abyss will not dissipate," Zhizawa controlled the trees here and cleared a path, "Then the question is, where did their leader go?"
Yuan Ting put away his knife and sighed: "I thought we could still fight."
"Let's go see if there are any living creatures here. Maybe we can find some clues."
The three of them walked inside. Yuan Ting shook his head in surprise, looking at the surrounding buildings: "Strange... I clearly remember that I have never been here, why does it seem so familiar?"
Cen Le: "I feel the same way."
I pushed open the heavy door and dust fell from the cracks. The scarlet carpet had not faded yet and there was fine dust in the air when I stepped on it.
It was night time, and Shikezawa turned on the lights in the room.
There is a long dining table here, with plates still on it and a chair pulled out next to it, and the atmosphere of life remains.
They searched the rooms here.
There were two adjoining bedrooms, one for the children, filled with toys and dolls, and one with a wheelchair.
When the three of them looked at the wheelchair, they felt a tightness in their chest for some reason.
After searching around, I couldn't find any clues here.
At dawn, they searched the last place here -
The back cliff of Abyss Light.
As soon as they walked in, they heard a strange rustling sound. The three of them looked up and were immediately shocked. They asked in astonishment: "Is this a sea of sunflowers?"
Under the cold moonlight, a fence surrounded a sea of sunflowers. It was clearly early spring, but the flowers were blooming luxuriantly.
There is a wooden sign outside the sea of flowers that reads: [Monster Residence].
The sea of flowers under the moon doesn't look like a monster's residence, but rather like a place where free and unrestrained people live.
Something must be wrong when something is out of the ordinary. Zhize sensed the sea of flowers and found no threat, so he went in first.
When his feet stepped on the land inside the fence, a strange feeling surged in his heart. Zhize paused, and suddenly reached out to pluck a petal from the sunflower next to him.
Yuan Ting said: "Be careful."
As soon as he finished speaking, the three of them watched helplessly as the sunflower with its petals plucked off trembled, and the petal reappeared, while the petal in Zhize's hand disappeared.
Cen Le: “This?”
Zhize rubbed his fingertips for a while, frowned and said thoughtfully: "If I feel right... time here is still."
Yuan Ting raised his hand and looked at his watch: "No, my watch is still running."
Zhize thought for a moment and said, "The time of the things here is still, as if they have stopped at a certain time in the past and are no longer moving."
The three of them looked around and realized something was wrong.
It was really too quiet here. A small bug crawled across the ground and disturbed a grain of soil. Within a second, the soil returned to its original state.
The road under their feet was very clean, and it didn't look like anyone had been there for three years.
At the end of the road, there is a small wooden house in the middle of the sea of flowers.
Yuan Ting and the other two went in to take a look, but they only saw some very simple daily necessities, and the room was still in the same state as when the owner had just left.
To the right of the cabin is a grave.
Cen Le walked to the grave and found a locked wooden box. "There's something in here."
They opened it and were stunned.
There is a photo and an ID card inside.
Zhize took out the photo, and the moment he saw the photo clearly, he was filled with shock and astonishment beyond words.
The person who took the photo made the picture very soft.
Under the warm sunshine, the breeze blew through the treetops. Four young men were doing their own things under the tree. Three of them looked exactly like they did a few years ago.
And the other one...
The other one was taking a nap in a wheelchair, his brows relaxed and a smile on his lips.
There was a young man holding a kitten on a tree branch. He sat up and looked at the person in the wheelchair with his deep blue eyes, gentle and peaceful.
An inexplicable sour emotion surged from his heart, and Yuan Ting couldn't stop crying, "... Damn, why do I feel so uncomfortable looking at this photo..."
When he looked up, he realized that it wasn't just him, Zhi Ze and Cen Le were also in trouble.
"Why is there this photo? Looking at the background, it's in Yuanguang, but I don't remember this scene. This photo..."
Is it fake?
Before this thought came to mind, it was suppressed.
This photo is real, even though they have no impression of the boy or the man holding the cat in the photo. If they don't know them, how can they cry when they see this photo? What are they crying about?
Cen Le took out the ID card from the wooden box, stroked it, and hesitated slightly.
"This... looks like the identity card of the Tiangu Sharp Blade Group."
However, the name on the ID card seemed to have been erased by something, and turned into a blurry white mass, and the side label and the original name could no longer be seen.
She raised her eyes and looked towards the grave in front of her.
There was no name engraved on the tombstone; it was completely blank.
The rustling sound seemed to come from underground, telling a story that the world could not hear. The sunflowers in the garden were all silent listeners.
There are traces of that person's existence everywhere, but his name is not found anywhere.
His name will never be remembered.
Cen Le: "Is he our friend?"
Is he also a member of the Sharp Knife Group?
Cen Le turned his ID card over to avoid the moonlight, and the blurred white mass became darker.
“Why isn’t the name on it glowing?”
June.
The previous spearhead group has become the heavyweights of Tiangu, and the new spearhead group selection has begun.
As the Beiyu region gradually becomes peaceful, the age limit for enrollment has been raised to 18 years old. The rest of the children can go to school and enrollment is entirely voluntary.
Chi Yu had a headache and took a sip of the orange juice at hand: "Hey, all the good seedlings are going to college. This is more involution than a few years ago."
"What do you think the three of Zhize are doing? They've been looking for a friend whose name they don't even know for so long, and even Tian Gu didn't even come back. They're getting paid for nothing? They have more free time than me."
The person in charge of the recruitment office smiled and joked: "Come on, there has been a lot of peace in recent years. Isn't it good to enjoy a peaceful life? You must be very happy when you say this."
He handed over the list of qualified members of the spearhead team: "Take a look."
Chi Yu took it and waved: "Okay, okay, you can go down, you will be busy again."
The four people, with similar talents to those of Yuan Ting, raised their eyebrows slowly, took a puff of cigarette, and after roughly planning the training route, they stood up.
Stretching his back, he sighed, "It's finally all in place this time. It's good to be in place now."
After saying this, he was inexplicably stunned.
But if you think about it carefully, there seems to be nothing wrong with what he said.
Chi Yu looked at the four lists in his hand, frowned and muttered: "...I still feel like something is missing."
He turned the smoke gun in his hand and saw a small crack on it.
[“Later.”]
[“You should get a new one.”]
A cold and low voice inexplicably appeared in my mind.
After a moment of distraction, he shook his head and tried to recall it, but he could not catch the remnants of the scene that just flashed by. He glanced at the smoke gun in his hand and whispered, "Changed to a new one?"
He snorted: "No."
Picking up the unfinished orange juice, he staggered out of the office and went to contact his new students.
…
July.
Sunflowers are in full bloom.
The sea of flowers named the Monster's Residence and the surrounding graves are lonely and gorgeous.
Three friends who failed to find the answer came here together.
Reflected by the golden sunset glow all over the sky, the eternally frozen sea of flowers blooms brilliantly.
In the golden softness, there was vaguely a young man's figure. He smiled slightly, then ran into the depths of the sea of flowers and disappeared in the torrent of time.