Seeing Da Ju's nervousness, the bartender felt happy and couldn't help but laugh loudly. His voice had nothing to do with being loud or high-pitched. It was ordinary, but the laughter was still obvious when mixed with the light music in the bar.
If you want not to hear, you have to be deaf.
Daju looked back and found that the guests around her, including Thanos who was talking to Death, did not hear the laughter. The only one who could hear was herself.
"You? Huh?... You're not... You shouldn't be that one! You're scaring me!" When the other party spoke for the first time, Daju was shocked and said nothing.
Listen clearly.
Now that the young waiter spoke for the second time, Daju finally discovered the problem. She had seen how Daisy dealt with the Transcendent God Clan. From all aspects, it was different from the guy in front of her. The level of hierarchy was different. This guy seemed
He's not as strong as he thought. He looks almost the same as himself?
Illusions are all illusions! No one can defeat me!
Daju threw the thought of stubborn resistance out of the window and still hugged the chair. Even though the chair couldn't even block one of her legs, she still held on stubbornly, as if hiding behind something could bring her a sense of security.
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"It doesn't matter who I am. I'm not who you imagined. Do you want to come for a drink? I'll treat you." The young bartender made the invitation.
Daju looked at him carefully before nodding lightly.
She was short, and the chair in the bar was too high to sit on. With a slight thought, she turned into Daisy. This time Daju looked straight into the other person's eyes, she wanted to see what the other person was up to. p>
"Can you still recognize who you are? When one day you are exactly the same as that lady, will you still be you?" Even though he knew she couldn't drink, the young waiter still pushed her a cocktail.
Looking at the light blue wine, Daju didn't say anything, but thought for a while.
The other party’s question was very pointed, and it was exactly what she was trying to avoid thinking about.
Even if Daisy is separated from her, she is still being assimilated at a very fast speed. This is a kind of inertia, the inevitable trend of the river entering the sea. No one can stop it. Daisy can't do it, and she has no chance.<
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Before, she could transform into Fat Daisy, which made Daisy so angry that she swore to beat her up several times, but now she can't. Once she transforms, she will automatically move closer to Daisy's appearance, even if she wants to change it.
It cannot be changed.
She snorted: "Don't try to sow trouble between us. Tell me, what do you want to do with me? I won't tell you a word of that person's information! You should give up on that as soon as possible!"
She put on a brave and unyielding look, but it was a bit incongruous to think of her previous expression when she hugged the chair.
"Miss Orange Cat..."
The young waiter was interrupted before he finished speaking. Daju asked him: "Do you have to state your name first when talking to others? This is basic etiquette. Don't you even have a name? You are the one
The saddest one."
"Name?" The young waiter thought for a moment: "As a form of existence that balances reality and unreality, you can call me Fulcrum if you like."
When she heard that the other party had a name, Daju's tense heartstrings relaxed a little. Having a name and not having a name are two different concepts. This is good news for her.
"We are very similar, you and me." Fulcrum pointed at Daju and then at himself.
Daju curled his lips: "We are nothing alike, I'm not as old as you."
Fulcrum said nonchalantly: "I always thought that I was unique. I was His past, and He was my future. We coexist in this pond that looks very big but is actually very small.
This world limits me, and it limits Him even more. He lacks something you call motivation, and I was also confused...until you appeared. The lady seemed to be intentional or unintentional, and He created
As an individual similar to me, you carry his kindness and childlike innocence. On a certain level, you are actually the fulcrum between her and the real world."
Daju scratched her head. She wanted to say that she didn't understand what you were talking about, but in fact she understood it, every word. She understood it a long time ago.
Whether it is her own knowledge, her love for little Rachel, or her fear of Qin, these all come from Daisy, and she has never denied this.
Daisy only retained her love for money, which was the key to her maintaining her inner balance. The remaining traits, as an external balance, were almost completely inherited by Daju.
Not wanting to talk about this issue, at least not with strangers, Daju was a little impatient: "Yes, yes, everything you said is right, will it help you to understand this matter?"
She has clearly seen the existence form of Fulcrum. This guy is the past that OAA has abandoned. Strictly speaking, he is indeed a new individual similar to herself, independent and unified.
"I mean, do you have any survival goals? When everything comes to an end, will you choose to be one with that woman again, or will you choose to embark on a new path?"
It seems that this problem has troubled Fulcrum for a long time. He still speaks calmly, but his speaking speed is obviously a beat faster.
This guy is sick! Daju was full of disdain. Just as Daisy said, OAA was too sick, which allowed Daisy to take advantage of a huge loophole. The fulcrum in front of her was the same, and she was also very sick. "If I read it correctly, you will also share your life with that existence, right? Is it possible for you to reach the end?" Daju gritted his teeth and discussed these complicated issues with him. In fact, he was calculating the path of return.
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Theoretically speaking, Fulcrum will live forever, but when OAA thinks that he does not need the past, he will disappear. The life and death of ordinary people lies on the material level, while the life and death of Fulcrum involves the conceptual level.
Even if he wants to die, he can't die even if he holds the most powerful weapon in the multiverse, because he is the definition of his past made by the OAA. If this definition does not disappear, he will never die.
"Everything must come to an end..."
Daju waved her hand, meaning that she didn't want to talk nonsense with you. She changed back to her own appearance, balling up on the chair like a ball.
He tapped Death and Thanos with his round chin: "If there's nothing wrong, I'll take them away? Listen to my advice, your problem is that you read too much and do too little activity. Go out and wander around when you have time.
People are almost stupid!"
Fulcrum also did a good thing, he pulled death out of the chaos.
As an OAA in the past, he did not allow Death to rise to the level of the Almighty Universe. At this time, from Daju's perspective, Death, which had already recovered 70% to 80%, completely sobered up after encountering Thanos.
Now that we bring this great god back to the multiverse, the rules of death will be officially restored.