In the courtyard of Fengji's house, Wang Mian and Yuri Takibai were sitting on both sides of the dining table, looking at each other silently.
For Yuri Takashiro, it was the first time he saw a human being whose level was so similar to his own, so he would naturally be very curious; for Wang Mian, the boy in front of him, who was also at the ceiling of human beings, was really too young.
.
How old is he? Seventeen? Eighteen?
How did someone so young become the ceiling of humanity in this "human circle"?
"Taki Shiro, go get two more pairs of chopsticks, Amamiya-nii will be here for dinner soon!" Yurina put on an apron, leaned out of the kitchen, and shouted to the two people who were looking at each other in the living room.
"Okay, sister."
Yuuri Takashiro took her eyes away from Wang Mian, and went into the kitchen to rummage for a while, but she couldn't find the chopsticks. She simply reached out and put a pair of them in the void, and directly transformed two pairs of golden chopsticks out of thin air.
E-level props, gilt purple dragon chopsticks.
"Here, here you go." Yuri Takibai walked up to Wang Mian. After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and handed the chopsticks to Wang Mian.
"……Thanks."
Wang Mian took the chopsticks and nodded slightly to express his gratitude.
Yuri Takibai sat back in her seat, the two looked at each other, and the air became silent again...
Click——!
At this moment, the sliding door was pushed open, and a handsome young man wearing a black kimono, carrying a wooden box on his back, stood calmly outside the door.
"Amamiya-nii." When Yuri Takibai saw that person, a gentle smile appeared on his face.
"Well, how are you lately?"
Amamiya Haruki walked into the house, put the wooden box behind him on the ground, and asked.
"Very good." Yuuri Takashiro stood up and arranged the dishes for Amamiya Haruki while asking, "Where's my brother? Have you found the last Fukutsu sword?"
"...Not yet." Amamiya Haruki shook his head, "The predictions Shouta gave me recently are either very vague or wrong. It may take some time to find the last Fukutsu sword."
"Do you need me to help my brother find it?"
"Forget it, corpse beasts have appeared more and more frequently recently, and you still have to guard here... I can do this myself."
"All right."
Amamiya Haruki sat down in his seat and then looked at the white-haired old man sitting on the other side.
"Hello." Amamiya Haruki said politely, "My name is Amamiya Haruki."
Wang Mian was silent for a moment, "Wang Mian."
"Are you from Daxia?"
"Um."
"After dinner, I will take you to find someone, maybe you will know him."
Amemiya Haruki's tone was very calm. When Wang Mian heard this, a flash of doubt flashed in his eyes. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded.
"Hot, hot, hot..."
Yurina stepped on the tatami with her bare feet and took small steps to bring the plates of steaming dishes to the table, which soon filled the entire table.
After Yurina sat down, she cleared her throat, picked up the juice in front of her, and said with a smile:
"To welcome our friends from Daxia, Brother Qiye, cheers!"
"cheers!"
Yuri Takashiro and Amamiya Haruki picked up the cups in their hands with great support, and their three pairs of eyes turned to look at Oumio, who was sitting silently aside, as if they were waiting for his toast.
Wang Mian stared at the cup in front of him, his old eyes lifeless, and let out a long sigh.
He stood up and bowed slightly to the three of them using the etiquette he had learned in the book:
"I'm really sorry, I'm sorry."
He turned around and walked out of the courtyard.
In the quiet atmosphere of the restaurant, Yurina and Yurina Takishiro looked at each other with a bit of confusion in their eyes.
Amamiya Haruki stared at Wang Mian's leaving figure. After a moment, he also sat up from his seat and walked in the direction Wang Mian left. "I'll go see him. You can continue to eat."
…
The night is already dark.
The tall buildings towering around did not cast any light. The city that was once bright with neon lights and bustling with energy, lost 95% of its power and became dim, like a large village full of high-rise buildings.
Stars spread across the sky like broken silver, and a bright moon illuminated the flowers and plants in the courtyard. Wang Mian stood alone in the shadow, his figure lonely and lonely.
Haruki Amamiya stepped on wooden clogs and walked slowly to his side.
"Are you worried?" Haruki Amamiya looked up at the stars and asked casually.
The king remained silent.
"Looking at you, you must have lost someone important." Haruki Amamiya looked away from Wang Mian's face.
Wang Mian looked at him in surprise, "How do you know?"
"When my master died, I was exactly the same as you are now." Haruki Amamiya said calmly, "I didn't want to have contact with others or participate in anything. I just wanted to hide quietly by myself, immersed in sadness and regret.
middle."
Wang Mian's eyes slowly closed and he didn't answer.
"Actually, I'm a little surprised." Haruki Amamiya continued, "Although you look over seventy years old, you don't feel like an old man to me.
People who have truly experienced the baptism of such a long time should have been used to seeing farewell... The light in your eyes is different from theirs.
You make me feel like an equal."
"...Maybe." The king said noncommittally.
Amamiya Haruki looked at him for a while, then shook his head helplessly, "I'm not very good at comforting people, but I still want to remind you that time will never turn back.
We are only human beings after all, and one day, we will all reach the end of our lifespan. The birth and death of life are the inevitable cause and effect of this world... We still have to look forward in the end."
Haruki Amamiya patted his shoulder.
When Wang Mian heard these words, suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind!
Time will not turn back, we are only human beings after all, and one day we will reach the end of our lifespan...
Human lifespan will come to an end,
So what if...he becomes a god?
The cloudy and dim eyes of the king's face lit up little by little.
Time will not turn back. Maybe it is true for others, but it is not true for Wang Mian.
Time can be turned back, but only if he has enough lifespan!
As a mortal, he is now approaching the end of his life, so he cannot go back in time to save the rest of the [Masked] team, but what if he becomes a god? After becoming a god, will he have more
life?
Does that mean... that he will once again have the qualifications to go back in time and change that period of history?
When they were in the fishing village before, Uzumaki and others heard that he spent twenty years of his life to change history. Wang Mian himself even comforted him, saying that after becoming a god, his lifespan might be endless... although this was just him.
It’s nonsense, but what if it’s true?
Within two years, break through and become a god, extend your life span, go back in time, and change history... This is Wang Mian's only choice.
Wang Mian seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and the fire of hope suddenly lit up in his eyes!
He ran out of the closed loop of the fishing village, but he did not beat time, and quite the opposite...