One day, after forming a contract with the old god,

The atmosphere was originally very good, Qin Yu thought that after she expressed her determination.

Things will develop in the expected direction.

At least, the general story should not start talking about how to rewrite fate at this point.

However, Myron, who initiated the topic, did not take the usual path. After listening to Qin Yu's decisive answer, he stopped talking.

The two stared at each other for a few seconds.

Seeing that the other party really had no intention of speaking, she even licked his fur without any panic, looking very comfortable.

Qin Yu: "???"

"Is this the end?" she asked.

Myron looked up with a lazy and greasy expression.

【It’s over】

"Let me ask you, you just made a very impassioned speech, but then you stopped talking about the key part? Are you kidding me?"

[How can you say that? I am not doing this to help you face your own heart better]

Qin Yu: "..."

You don't have to.

I can face it normally without your guidance.

Previously, she only thought that the other party was bitchy, but now bitch is no longer enough to describe Myron, he is simply so mean that it is outrageous!

She looked at each other speechlessly, and after Myron answered her question, he started licking his fur again very naturally.

Qin Yu realized that the two of them seemed unable to communicate normally, so she turned to look at Asalander as if asking for help.

God, please take care of Him!
Asalande: "..."

The man and the cat stared at each other wordlessly for a few seconds.

She could see in Asalander's expressionless face the embodiment of her total disregard.

wipe.

I feel inexplicably despised...

She took a deep breath and decided to give up asking Asaland for help.

Looking back on the past, it is no exaggeration to describe Him as precious as gold.

Therefore, expecting Him to be the referee between two people is almost like dreaming.

Thinking of this, she could only be patient and confront Myron directly: "What can I do to change my destiny?"

The white cat that had been licking its fur was finally willing to look up at him.

Although the cat didn't make any expressions, she always felt that she could see a quick and mean smile on the other person's face.

[Good question]

Qin Yu: "..."

[However, I can’t tell you directly about how to rewrite destiny. Stories often say that secrets must not be leaked. First, it is indeed easy to suffer backlash. Second, the charm of destiny is precisely its own nature. The unpredictability makes the future full of countless possibilities]

"So, you just don't want to tell me." She said angrily.

【No, no】

[You only need to remember the full emotion of looking back at death just now, this will be a master key on the road to rewriting your destiny, enough to solve any mysteries and difficulties]

Wife slave: Damn, why do you feel that the other party is trying to spread the pie?

She pushed the pie to her mouth and stuffed it into the other person's hand, saying bluntly that your pie is round and big and I really can't eat it.

Myron: "..."

[Oh, you just need to remember the emotion you just felt. You will need it sooner or later. When you encounter that situation, you will know my intention today]

Myron really couldn't stand the doubt and contempt in her eyes, as if the other party had reduced him to a useless god who cheated on food and drink.

Qin Yu saw that he had gone around in circles, but what he said was no different than what he didn't say. She thought that either he didn't know anything from the beginning, or that this kind of cryptic answer was the biggest he could say. extent.

In short, no matter what the situation was, Myron had made her completely lose interest in how to change her destiny.

"Listening to your words is like listening to your words." She lowered her head and looked at the time.

There is less than half an hour left before midnight.

She ignored the two old gods who were pretending to be cats, turned around and returned to the bedroom, quietly waiting for the arrival of zero o'clock.

The living room suddenly became quiet.

Myron asked in a secret language that only the old gods could hear:

[What does her last sentence mean? 】

Asalande glanced at the other party and said with precious words:
【Lots of nonsense】

Myron: "..."

【阿撒兰德！！！】*
zero point.

When Qin Yu's breath completely disappeared, the two old gods began to have a "long talk".

"If we hadn't deduced it hundreds of millions of times and confirmed that she is the person we are looking for, I would really have doubts about her ability to get into trouble this time." Myron held his little hands and half-heartedly Narrowed his eyes.

Asalander on the side closed his eyes completely and looked like he was asleep. Only the cat ears that trembled slightly showed that he heard Myron's nagging.

Seeing his indifferent look, Myron opened his eyes and tilted his head to look at him: "You know, this is our last chance."

"I think no one knows better than you what failure means."

Asalande still didn't respond.

Myron sighed when he saw this: "You were going to die anyway. Even if you really die this time, it doesn't matter. But I am different. I almost risked my life to save you this time!"

"I don't care about anything else. If things really come to light, you must find a way for me before you die!"

The other party still had no response.

wipe.

What a good thing, it has nothing to do with you, just hang it up high!

Myron was a little angry, wishing he could lift him up and shake him hard: "I am good at literature but not martial arts. Besides, I can't even win against a crazy critic like you..."

When mentioning the supreme mysterious name, Myron consciously stopped his voice.

Although the two worlds have not been completely integrated, it is not difficult for "that person" to locate the two of them.

It’s better not to provoke “that one” before the time is ripe.

Otherwise, let alone Asalander's body, even his accomplice would be in a desperate situation.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder.

That one... is really terrifying...

"You should say something!" Myron just imagined the arrival of that day and couldn't help crying, "What if we fail this time too?"

Asalande did not answer his question directly, but asked instead: "As cunning as you are, you will not think of a way to escape before planning."

What He meant was, don’t cry in front of me.

It makes me excited to hear it.

Myron: "..."

Go and go.

You are awesome, you are amazing!

There was silence for a moment.

Myron took a deep breath, changed from his previous demeanor, and said seriously: "I think you have discovered the existence of the secret door... If the integration of the two worlds needed to follow certain rules and regulations in the past, now, 'The' lackeys have found a shortcut.

After tonight, the pace of fusion will become faster and faster. Your situation will also be more dangerous. Once the two worlds merge, you will be completely exposed. "

Asalande had no reaction to this result, but said as a matter of course: "They invaded this world, didn't they do it for me in the first place?"

"That's the problem?!" Myron now finally realized what it means for the emperor not to be anxious and the eunuch to be anxious, "Those lackeys are easy to deal with, but 'that one' can't be shaken even if there are ten or a hundred of them combined."

"The problem now is that the opponent's progress is almost at the doorstep, and you! You're only halfway done! She only got back half of your power. With her current ability, she can barely kill a lackey alone, but if that If you use the human sea tactic, she will have to rest."

"You said, she can't even deal with the minions now, how can she fight against 'that'? With bare hands and bare fists? Full of blood? Isn't this a fantasy!"

"Is your deduction reliable?" Asalande suddenly asked an unrelated question.

Myron was stunned for a moment, suddenly feeling that his housekeeping skills had been questioned, he immediately blew his nose and glared: "Nonsense!"

"Well, there is no doubt about your ability, and I also think there is no problem with the progress on my side." Asalander paused and continued, "As for what you are worried about, it is not too early to say this until the last moment. Already?"

Myron: "..."

He took out a ray of divine consciousness to examine the results of this deduction.

The two of them have retraced this battle hundreds of millions of times and experienced it hundreds of millions of times.

There is no difference between the results of the billions of previous deductions and this time.

The probability of success is always 0.000... followed by a zero that can circle the earth several times, until a 1 appears somewhere out of sight.

This is their chance of success.

This time, the final outcome will be to repeat the same mistakes, or to show the role of 1.

It's still an unknown for them.

However, this is the nature of Asalande. Even though the chance is close to zero, even though he has experienced hundreds of millions of ways to die, he is still like the first time, and will never let those failed experiences wipe out his last hope.

In a daze, Myron seemed to hear Asalander's firm voice.

"I won't give in, absolutely not."

I have to admit that that frail little girl does have a bit of a resemblance to Him.