Not long after, Deathstroke carried the cat and left Gu Yi's hut, leaving the teacher with a box of self-heating hot pot and a box of this year's new high-end underwear. He was such a respectful person.
While walking in the colorful garden of Karma Taj, the cat threw the soda bottle into space with its paw, burped and asked:
"It sounds like there are many ways, which one do you plan to use?"
"Don't use any of them. All the methods they say will be eliminated as wrong answers."
After pinching the cigarette butt and putting it away, Death Knell said unexpected words and rubbed his face on the cat's head a few more times:
"Do you still remember that there was an 'existence' who arranged for me to have the Four Hundred Aunt? It's the same thing this time. The solutions that others can think of sound feasible, but there's also a problem."
"Oh? I'd like to hear the details." The cat's eyes widened. It really hadn't thought about this level.
"If Gu Yi and Xiao Fu knew so many ways to go to higher levels in the past, one of them was the Supreme Mage, the other was a mad scientific genius, and they were both human beings. Do you think that with the curious nature of human beings, they could resist not using any of them?
Is there some way to take a look?"
Deathstroke explained to the cat in a low voice, and at the same time lowered his head and lit another cigarette, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the smoke:
"The truth is no, they haven't even looked at it once. And today, I asked them, and each of them said several ways to do it. Don't you think it's strange? It's like"
"It's like they suddenly found out today, meow." Qianmao Meng gave Deathstroke a thumbs up. It really hadn't thought of this level: "It seems that your cautious character is really right. You actually noticed it."
You have come to such a hidden trap, but now I suspect that it is God who arranged this for you."
"It's possible, but even if it's really them, which one is 'helping' me, God in the past or God in the future?" The indifferent Deathstroke walked in the garden with a cigarette in his mouth and reached out to touch the peach tree beside him.
, picked a peach from the top and started peeling it: "I don't believe in such good things as pie falling from the sky. No matter who makes the pie, I won't eat it, so as not to get into any trouble."
If you really have good intentions and want to help, then stand up and speak clearly, otherwise it will be regarded as fishing.
As we all know, ice tea under the tower crane, eight-treasure porridge under the roller coaster, beef jerky on the railway track, and raisins under the classroom table are all things that cannot be eaten.
Not to mention that I will suffer from vomiting and diarrhea after eating it, but I am sure my diaphragm will be affected.
"It's really troublesome, cat. The battle between the God of the past and the God of the future is...forget it, I see you don't want to hear it at all." The cat stuck out its tongue, because when it saw the death knell, it would rather pluck the peach than to God.
If it is not interested in the dispute, it simply won't waste its saliva.
It knows some gossip. Although it is not sure, it wants to tell Deathstroke, but humans are not interested.
Mainly just some gossip, such as Lucifer’s mother’s affairs, hehe.
"I'm an ordinary person, why do I interfere with the housework of other people's paradise? I'm full after eating?" The Supreme Mage shook the juice on his hand, broke open the peeled peach, and handed half of it to the cat: "Nothing.
What’s the benefit, just to go to heaven and enjoy happiness after death? But if I don’t die, what does this admission qualification mean to me?”
For living people, perhaps the temptation of hell is stronger. Demons can give humans the opportunity to make wishes. High emotional intelligence is said to bring love and career. These are the things that living people can enjoy.
The blessings from heaven are basically not for living people, they are boring.
"Meow, peaches are delicious." Meng, whose belly was like a bottomless pit, smiled. It twisted a few times and rubbed Deathstroke's face. It felt like it was being rubbed by cold silk: "You're right, even if
When you die, Death will definitely take you with her as a companion. She likes you very much and has already predestined for your soul."
Death has changed a lot recently. Outsiders may not be able to tell. She still smiles every day, but she seems to have some human warmth now.
I don't know what she learned from Deathstroke.
"Can't you expect something good from me? I have already said that I am an ordinary person, and of course what I pursue is to live a good life in this world."
The calm and gentle Deathstroke stuffed the other half of the peach into his mouth and wiped the juice from the corner of his mouth:
"In short, this is what happened. All the methods they mentioned have been eliminated. None of them can be used. I will choose one from the backup plan."
The trees in the garden swayed with the wind. The peach trees that were full of peaches just now seemed to have gone back in time. The fruits turned into clusters of peach blossoms. At this time, the petals fell with the wind, like rain.
"Do you have a backup plan for this kind of thing? Well, although I can be considered a kind of external force, I have never been to the 'outside'. I don't know what it is like?"
At this point, the cat still showed some yearning look. As a cat that is famous for its curiosity, it was fine if it didn't know, but now that it knew, it felt itchy in its heart.
"Of course I have a backup plan. When I faced the Laughing Bat, that guy came up with a plan to 'climb over the wall'. From then on, I started preparing a response plan."
Involuntarily, Deathstroke thought of the haunting crazy bat again. He quickly shook his head to get the smiling face out of his mind, and reached out to touch the smiling face badge on his chest:
"But I guess we don't need to go out of the so-called 'fourth wall' this time, it just takes us up a few levels, so my plan is very simple, that is, to find the old man for help."
Whether it is Gu Yi, Xiao Fu, or his adjutant, there is a possibility of being instilled with memories by some being, which leads to a decrease in credibility.
But only the old man is 100% safe from problems.
"Who is the old man?"
The cat with a confused expression had never heard Deathstroke mention this person before. In its impression, the only person who could be called Deathstroke was Colonel Sanders, but that guy was selling fried chicken, so he couldn't be ridden by anyone.
Soaring with fried chicken, right? Or is it that the secret sauce can make people soar in the air?
"Haha, sometimes he is a postman, sometimes he is a general of the U.S. Army, sometimes he is an NBA fan, and sometimes he is a storyteller on the moon."
Without naming him directly, Deathstroke just described the old man's past behavior and played with the cat.
"Sounds a bit unprofessional." The cat's paw scratched his head. Although it also knew that capable people like to play in the world, these identities and professions are not compatible.
"Perhaps he is the most dedicated person, from another level." Deathstroke touched the cat's head, smiled slightly, and carried the cat straight away into space: "Let's go, as long as he is willing to help, things will basically be fine.