"I can't handle such an upright card bug like you."
As the man in front of me said this, he hugged his shoulders helplessly, with a look of emotion on his face.
"Hey, hey, I've fulfilled your request."
I reached out and rubbed my nose with a smile on my face.
"Okay, okay, you guy, I really can't do anything to you, but let me tell you, even if you forcefully pass the first level like this, you may not be able to pass the next level."
The God of All Gods said with certainty.
"Why? Do you just not believe me?"
I hugged my shoulders and continued to sneer.
"I don't believe that you will always have smooth sailing!"
The voice of the God of All Gods seemed to be gritting his teeth. After all, it had been a long time since anyone had embarrassed him so much.
After saying that, with a flash of black light in front of my eyes, everything in front of me was different again.
In the dim space just now, we were now in a very gorgeously decorated hall. Above the hall, there were several girls of all kinds of looks, and they appeared in front of me dignifiedly.
Of course, although these bodies look very elastic, just like normal people, at a glance, you can tell that they are just models, without any signs of life at all.
"I see."
I smiled and sighed, slowly turned around, looked behind me, and then in front of me.
Both sides are equally unstoppable and profound, and neither can see the end of the hall.
No one knows what the end is, and no one knows what the end, the darkness at the end, represents.
No one can know why.
After seeing the darkness in front of me, I turned my head again and glanced at the girl in front of me.
"What do you want to do?"
I asked calmly.
"You should know them all, right?"
A voice came from the deep darkness: "This group of people is probably the last one you want to see, and also... the most hated group of people."
Looking at the group of girls in front of me, I couldn't help but be stunned subconsciously, and then I couldn't help but feel nervous.
This group of guys... really impressed me.
It's not that profound.
"what do you mean?"
I then asked, and at the same time, I felt a little nervous in my heart.
"If I give you another chance, if you face them again, will you still say the same words that wish you happiness? Will you be as calm as before? Do you hate them?"
The voice on the other side was extremely calm and profound. It seemed that he expected me to make a choice again.
"Huh... let me make a choice, right?"
I couldn't help asking and sighed, with a look of helplessness on my face.
The group of girls in front of me are none other than the girls who hurt me in the past. They are the girls who hated me back then.
It was the girl who disliked me at the beginning, the person who... abandoned me at the beginning.
I am like that guy who has been abandoned countless times. I am like that slime, which has been rubbed and hurt countless times. But in the end, I have to recover on my own again and pretend to be very happy. I wish you all the best.
The person in front of me has a safe journey.
Although I was humble at the beginning, in the end, I just didn’t want to break my skin.
I don’t want to lose my temper with anyone before I leave, I don’t want to have a fight with anyone before I leave
twist.
So at the beginning, I was humble and like a licking dog.
Therefore, at the beginning, I was afraid of everything in front of me and did not dare to make choices.
There was no way, at the beginning, I had no self-confidence, low self-esteem, and was a bit autistic.
The experience has polished me smooth and translucent, and also completely wrapped my skin in black, making me more careful to protect myself.
However, looking at them, I felt a little uncomfortable and felt a little unhappy in my heart.
Also, I am a little reluctant.
"Are you in pain?"
The voice still came from the darkness: "Tell me what you think, tell me how you think about these things."
"I..."
For a moment, I just felt like I was speechless.
"Tell me your thoughts, tell me whether you are still thinking about these things."
The voice was still unwilling to give up and kept asking.
"I admit that when I see them, I will have many painful memories. I also admit that when I see them, I am not angry. Even... now that I am cold-blooded, I still want to kill them.
their thoughts.”
At this point, I sighed lightly: "But no matter how you say it, in the end, I have to make a choice. No matter how I choose, things are already in the past, right?"
I clenched my fists and said calmly.
"Yes, that's right, but many times, the problem is not at this point."
The voice was very calm and indifferent: "If you don't make a choice about these painful memories, then you won't be able to break through yourself, let alone become a god."
"Becoming a god? Is it important?"
I stood up and asked softly: "Becoming a god has no meaning at all. If I can't cut off everything and I can't become a god, then I would rather not be a god."
"Have you made your decision?"
The voice is still ethereal and still calm.
"I've made my decision. God, it doesn't matter to me. If you ask me to look at them and forget about them, I can't do it. I will never forget the harm they did to me in my life, and I don't want to forget it in this life."
, are all wake-up calls to me and a mark on me for the rest of my life. I will remember them until I die. Of course, only in this way can I remember these things so that I will never make such mistakes in the future.
.”
I raised my head, closed my eyes, and whispered with emotion: "I don't want to abandon the past, nor do I want to forget the past. The past is the meaning of my existence. If I forget it, I will no longer be a human being. Maybe, I also
No longer exists.”
As my words fell.
The voice on the other end was silent for a long time.
After a long time, he spoke again.
"Have you really made your decision?"
The voice on the other end asked softly.
"I've made my decision. All the decisions have been made. It's just a matter of becoming a god. If not, then I don't deserve to be this god!"
I shook my robe very domineeringly, with a serious look on my face.
"Good, very good, that's the momentum."
The voice on the other side suddenly laughed and said: "That's the voice, there's nothing wrong with it."
"What's wrong?"
I hugged my shoulders and asked calmly.
"Congratulations, you passed the second level."
The voice on the other side was a little happy, but also applauded and encouraged.
"What is the third level?"
I asked reluctantly.
"The third level is, if you
Now when I see them again, if all six of them die, and you can only choose one to survive, who will you choose?"
The voice on the other side was very calm and calm.
"I have no idea."
I answered straightforwardly.
"have no idea?"
The voice burst into laughter: "There are times when you don't know, but at this time, you can't just ignore whether you know or not."
After saying that, the voice just snapped his fingers, and the women in front of me suddenly gained the true souls of the women I met before.
Their souls are put into this body.
In an instant, all kinds of exclamations and screams started to sound.
Before I could say anything, the women in front of me were imprisoned by a fierce light.
They were imprisoned by the surrounding light cage, and they whined and howled crazily, fully displaying their panic.
"Is it interesting?"
The voice asked softly.
"It's not funny, you scared them."
My expression suddenly changed, but I quickly returned to normal and spoke softly.
"Are you still saying good things to them at this time?"
The voice on the other side sighed slightly, seeming to find it a bit ridiculous.
"No, I just still have humanity."
I flipped my hair and spoke calmly.
"Yang Chen!?"
Suddenly, one of the girls spoke.
"Um."
I nodded without denying it.
"You...why are you here!? Help me!"
The girl in front of me begged softly.
She, I remember her very clearly, she was the girl who found the Son of Destiny, and she was the one who abandoned me.
"..."
I didn't answer her, but sighed very calmly.
"Yang Chen, help me!"
On the other side, a girl dressed as a teacher also said the same thing.
"..."
I didn't answer her, but just looked at her, with sadness, helplessness, and intolerance flashing in my eyes.
She was the same person who abandoned me back then.
She left me because her ex-boyfriend wanted to get back together with her.
Direct, decisive and without any mercy.
It seems that I have been a tool from the beginning, someone who has been used by her and abandoned by her...
I hesitated for a long time, looking at her cheek, and suddenly remembered her words and her promise.
"I know my baby doesn't believe me and doesn't feel safe. I'll buy a bracelet then, a couple bracelet."
"A space for couples? Just wait."
"It's okay, I just had a few chats with other boys. Don't worry too much."
"It's nine o'clock. I'm going to bed. Good night."
"I sent the wrong message, so I withdrew it. I just woke up."
"You don't believe me, do you?"
"Let's break up. My ex-boyfriend came to me to get back together. That's it."
"Bye-Bye."
"..."
This memory is profound and engraved in my heart.
I can't forget this pain, I can't forget this sadness, I can't forget this unbearability.