What’s Wrong With Seeking Death?

When Xu Tuoran left her divine kingdom and returned to reality, the confrontation between Yang Buqi and the abomination continued.

Strictly speaking, that is no longer a "confrontation"—with the disappearance of the Educator's projection, the control He exerted will also break by itself. Those abominations summoned by him fell into a state of sobriety and daze, as if waking up from a hangover.

On the one hand, they no longer have the reason and willingness to break into the domain. On the other hand, Yang Buqi's equal-level suppression is enough to make them terrified. So at this time, most of them want to escape.

On the contrary, Yang Buqi has been persevering and wants to keep them as much as possible—although his self-cognition and worldview have also undergone considerable changes after gaining the starlight of life, but no matter what, "abominable" Things can harm people" he still retains the basic cognition.

They are not a problem for him now. But for other ordinary humans, it is still a huge problem. Therefore, he will never put them back under any circumstances.

Seeming to see through his thoughts, Xu Tuoran yawned and walked forward. The moment he raised his eyes, a huge blood moon hung behind the abomination, and the monsters who were still struggling suddenly fell into a similar situation. sluggish.

Then I saw the shadow under Xu Tuoran swaying, sticking out slender tentacles, rolling up the abominations outside the territory one by one, and pulling them in, those abominations shook their heads one by one, lost their minds, and obediently were caught dragged into the domain.

Yang Buqi got an extra immunity, and even under the blood moon, he still maintained his sober will. However, the other three unsealed props were not so lucky—Xu Tuoran seemed to have forgotten their existence, until he saw the dirty fog marks on the three of them, and then recognized that they were the three unsealed props he had just unsealed. A prop... Maybe it should be called a subordinate now. But at this moment, the three of them were already in a daze, and Xu Turan was too lazy to grant an immunity alone, so he simply asked Yang Buqi to take them with him.

Although Yang Buqi has only two hands, his advantage is that he has many branches. Picking up the branches one by one, I still have the energy to help other low-level abominations that Xu Tuoran can't care about. In this way, with a fox in his left hand and a butterfly in his right hand, he followed Xu Tuoran back to the camphor forest. Before he had gone far, he saw the huge figure of the wooden man head-on.

At this moment, the battle in the camphor forest has obviously come to an end. The **** bears are dragging the subdued abomination to the execution ground. The wooden man has a short and huge body, and he is also holding several beast-shaped abominations in his hands. Shout out.

Sensing the movement of Xu Tuoran and the others coming in, the wooden man immediately turned his head stiffly, looked at them, and met Yang Buqi who was also holding several hands, and couldn't help showing a bit of sluggishness.

Yang Buqi also felt a little subtle. Finishing off with a good fight against monsters, I was stunned to create a momentum of moving bricks. There is also a contractor next to the key, laying there to direct—

"Okay, then I don't care about what's going on, just don't let them escape...you can do whatever you want below the H-level, and the rest who can be released to the execution ground will be released to the execution ground, and those who can't will be released to the worm house. In short, don't let me go The altar. I can't eat it anymore, and it's dirty on my site..."

Xu Furan muttered, handed the abominable things strung together by his hands to the **** bear next to him, and walked towards the nearest tree root museum on his own. The ball of minced meat on the wooden man's shoulder called her twice, she just pretended not to hear it, and when she was far away, she turned her head, but her gaze was on Yang Buqi who was looking at her constantly.

"What are you doing in a daze?" She raised her chin slightly, "Come here."

Seeing this, Yang Buqi breathed a sigh of relief, immediately adjusted his figure, and trotted over under the condemning eyes of the minced meat group. After catching up, Xu Tuoran didn't speak again, and just led him into the tree root museum quietly.

In the museum, the underground entrance opened by Jianglin last time is still there. Xu Tuoran uncovered the carpet that had been concealed above, revealing the stairs that went deep into the bottom of the water, and seemed to smile.

"Do you remember this place?"

Yang Buqi responded in a low voice: "Go down from here, it's the place where you used to sleep."

With Xu Tuoran's return, as a companion, he has also regained the memory of the past. It's just that looking at it in this capacity now, those pasts are so far away that they are almost blurred.

Xu Tuoran responded casually, and walked down the stairs at leisure. Her body was submerged in the water a little bit, but she was as comfortable as walking home.

Yang Buqi silently followed behind her. As she sinks, as she walks through the water. After walking for an unknown amount of time, a bright light finally emerged from the pitch-black water.

The stairs lead all the way to the center of that light. They stepped in with the stairs, and the moment their feet landed, they stepped on a smooth black stone surface.

Yang Buqi raised his eyes and looked around. I saw that piece of stone on the ground was as big as a football field. There are huge carved stone pillars around the stone flakes, and when you look up, you can't see the end of the pillars at all.

The edge of the stone surface is also decorated with many statues. Most of the statues have strange shapes, and the most common one is a kind of black rabbit head with insect mouthparts. This is not the only image of Xu Tuoran in the past, but it is her most used and favorite image for quite a while. image of.

Behind the stone surface stands a building that may be called a "palace". It is magnificent and beautiful, and its area is larger than the stone surface. However, the roof of the palace is a rare concave shape. From Yang Buqi's point of view, this is not surprising.

He knew very well that it was really just a bed. It is the small bed that Xu Tuoran would use occasionally when she wanted to adjust her sleeping position - most of the time, she preferred to sleep directly on the ground.

Like now, after Xu Tuoran took a tour of his "bedroom" quite complacently, he happily decided to stay on the stone surface. She snapped her fingers, calling out a filthy mist, let them form the shape of a chair, sat down directly by herself, and exhaled heavily.

"It's still comfortable in my own place." She said sincerely, stretched out her hand to grab it out of thin air, and grabbed out a translucent square box, holding it in her hand to play with.

Yang Buqi carefully observed her state, until now, Fang asked what he cared most about: "Are you okay now?"

"It's okay, it's okay. It's just a little stretched." Xu Tuoran opened the belief box, released thousands of light spots, and immediately shrugged, "By the way, I'll tell you some good news. Although I guess you should have guessed it."

She shook the box of faith that was already empty in her hand at Yang Buqi: "This world, at present, should be stable."

Yang Buqi straightened his body slightly: "It means it can continue?"

"Almost." Xu Tueran nodded, and leaned back on the back of the chair relaxedly, "Aside from other things, at least this world itself should be able to survive for a long time."

Of course, it still has to spend the last ten years in the box according to the original arrangement. And when the intercepted ten years are over, this world, with the support of Xu Tuoran, will completely break out of the box, become an independent world, and continue to operate along the existing track.

In that independent world, human beings may prosper, or they may linger, or they may decline and become extinct at some distant point, or develop a more splendid civilization.

But these are not things that Xu Tuoran can be sure of. She didn't bother to be sure. Time meant nothing to her.

Maybe after this world is destroyed again, she will put it back into her box again, so that it will start to grow again like the current city of newborns, or maybe, by then, she will get tired of it and just pat it Leave at the corner of your clothes... These are hard things to say.

When Yang Buqi heard what she said, he didn't seem to find it strange at all. He just wove himself a chair out of tree branches and sat down, then looked at Xu Tuoran, and said seriously: "Then are you tired now?"

"That's not true." Xu Tuoran tilted his head, "It was an accident to wake up early. But I have to say, this is a very interesting accident."

It was this accident that made her experience many interesting things. At least for now, she likes this world quite a bit.

So based on this liking, she felt that it was understandable to give this world a little gift.

Xu Tuoran stretched, sat up again, and waved her fingers lightly in front of Yang Buqi, like a conductor dancing notes in an orchestra—and with her movements, translucent books one after another , gradually appearing beside her.

There are a lot of these books, and they are all quite thick. Just one stack is higher than the sitting Xu Turan. Not to mention that Xu Turan had several stacks at hand, and a high wall made of books was erected behind him.

Through the translucent cover, you can see that there are a large number of characters swimming in each book. Yang Buqi was surprised, and just about to ask, Xu Tuoran had already given the answer calmly: "The Book of Destiny."

Yang Buqi: "...what?"

"A collection that covers a person's past trajectories. I call it the Book of Fate." Xu Tuoran picked up a copy and opened it. With a light movement of his right hand, a spinning quill appeared out of thin air in his finger, "Foretelling and Omniscience Shared Starlight, you should remember its name, right?"

…the spinning wheel of fate.

These four words emerged in Yang Buqi's mind.

The spinning wheel of destiny, to put it more clearly, is the authority to weave destiny. Therefore, it actually has another name with a similar meaning - Destiny Writer.

"It is said that it is possible to 'write fate', but it is quite difficult to actually operate it. I have not been able to master this part very well." Xu Tuoran shrugged, "However, as far as my current ability is concerned, I can still control some specific objects. fate, made precise revisions."

The so-called specific object refers to the object associated with her existence. This is the scope of what she can modify at present. Generally speaking, this range basically only points to believers, but because of her early awakening, the range has expanded instead.

But even she has to be careful when modifying the trajectory of other people's fate. After all, everyone's fate is intertwined, and if she is not careful, it may cause a complete collapse. Therefore, it is very necessary to read carefully and a lot in advance.

"...I see." Yang Buqi suddenly realized and nodded, then frowned, "It sounds like a lot of trouble."

Xu Tuoran: "It's really troublesome."

Xu Tuoran: "So what are you still doing standing there?"

Yang Buqi: "...?"

"Come here and help me with the plot." Xu Tuoran inexplicably wanted to kick him, "Do you expect me to do this kind of troublesome thing by myself?"

Otherwise, why did she bring him down on purpose? Are you in love?

Yang Buqi: "..."

Ah, it turned out not to be.

But not very disappointed. It's better to say that it was expected. Yang Buqi pursed his lower lip, resigned himself to his fate, and walked over to help Xu Tueran tidy up the pile of books at hand, when he suddenly remembered something, paused for a moment, and said hesitantly: "By the way, so... that matter is still counted." ?"

Xu Tuoran: "?"

"About going on a date with pure love." Yang Buqi pretended to calmly open the book in his hand, and at the same time tore off the small leaves that couldn't help coming out of his body, "Well, but for now, the punishment there The mechanism should have no effect on you?"

"I think so." Xu Tueran pursed his lips, and then sighed unhappily, "And I think, it may not be easy for me to go out in the future."

"...?" Yang Buqi suddenly raised his eyes, "Why? Afraid of the influence of power?"

"Sure. With my current strength, it is very difficult to travel freely." Xu Tuoran shrugged, "Some influences are beyond my control."

Either by incarnation or split body... But Xu Tuoran felt that it was boring.

Yang Buqi is fine. First of all, he only has one star, which is still in the direction of life. The natural impact after going out is at most a plant multiplying wildly, and at most another biological mating period will be advanced. Although it is a bit troublesome, it is not so embarrassing that it is impossible to travel.

"It's okay. In fact, it's pretty much the same. Didn't we go out often? There are many interesting places to stay in the dream." Yang Buqi thought for a while, and comforted, "Whether you want to stay there, I will accompany you. "

Xu Tuoran muffledly responded, but still lacked interest. Seeing this, Yang Buqi intentionally changed the subject, and said casually, "By the way, you said you were going to Pure Love earlier because you could still get 'points' there. What does that 'point' refer to...?"

In fact, Xu Tuoran had mentioned the death value to him before, but he didn't go into too much detail. In addition, this mechanism was actually created by the Minced Meat System, and it did not exist in Yang Buqi's past memory, so until now, he still has a half-knowledge.

"Oh, that, the 'death value'. It is a series of actions that I perform, corresponding to some virtual values ​​given by the 'system' based on the influence I caused." Xu Tuoran said lightly, "This virtual value has no other meaning , is just used to mark the nodes that return my abilities... Oh, I can’t say that completely.”

As Xu Tuoran was talking, he suddenly remembered that the death point system also provided an ability called "Skill Points".

Adding skills is actually a variant of "forecasting future power". It is said to add points, but the essence is to use this virtual value to withdraw the power that has not yet been retrieved stored in the death value system.

If you really want to use an analogy, it's like Xu Tuoran used the foresighted starlight to make an emergency pocket bank and store the rest of his power in it. And this bank has its own virtual currency issued by itself. Xu Tuoran can take out these powers in advance and use them for a while by consuming these virtual currencies, and put them back after they are used up.

Therefore, the higher the level is, the less effective this skill is, because the power stored in the bank has basically been moved, and the content that can be withdrawn is naturally less and less. As a result, Xu Tuoran still has more than a hundred thousand death points in his hand, but it is actually useless...

and many more.

Xu Tuoran's expression suddenly paused.

Noticing her expression, Yang Buqi looked over carefully: "What's wrong?"

"...It's nothing." Xu Tuoran murmured, "I just thought of something suddenly."

"If you want a bank to function all the time, you can't just withdraw money from it. You can also deposit money in it.

"And when the troublesome bills get deposited in the bank, they're less of a nuisance."

Xu Turan suddenly turned his head to look at Yang Buqi: "See if I'm right."

Yang Buqi: "..."

To be honest, I actually didn't understand what you were saying at all.

But he turned his eyes and nodded without hesitation: "Yes."

"You're right."

So, half a year later.

At the gate of University A, the banner of "welcome new students" was once again pulled up. Fang Xing stood on the side of the road with a big bag and a small bag, and waited for a while, but before Qu Mian, he saw a strange senior and kindly greeted him.

"Need help?" the other party asked dryly. He was obviously eager to help others, but his hard tone seemed to be looking for trouble.

Fang Xing turned on his phone and looked at it, only to see the message Qu Mian sent two minutes ago. The naive boyfriend not only ran to the wrong campus, but was also blocked on the road. It seems that there is no hope. She smiled shyly at the girl in front of her and nodded.

But Fang Xing soon regretted it. Because the moment the girl rolled up her sleeves, she noticed a large piece of gauze on the other's arm.

"Well, why don't I do it myself! I'm sorry, I didn't know you were injured, senior..." Fang Xing hurriedly said. The girl waved her hand indifferently, asked about the dormitory, picked up a box and left.

Fang Xing had no choice but to follow. After chatting for a while, I realized that the other party's surname was Xu, and she was a senior from the Finance Department. In the same dormitory building as Fang Xing.

The senior sister also carried a lot of leaflets with her, and directly stuffed Fang Xing with one. Fang Xing took the time to look at it, and subconsciously read out: "Raise your safety awareness, beware of telecom fraud..."

"This is very important." The other party said earnestly, "Liars these days are very poisonous and hard to guard against."

Fang Xing smiled, and jokingly said, Senior Sister, you seem to be very experienced. Unexpectedly, the senior sister nodded in the next second: "Of course I have experience. I was cheated miserably by a fool in high school. I lost a lot of money."

When this matter was brought up, she couldn't help shaking her head: "The key point is that he pretended to be my crush at the time and I dated online. It's too disgusting. Fortunately, the people behind were arrested, and all the losses were recovered."

If it wasn't for her head getting hot when she graduated from high school, she ran to find her crush and confessed to her face to face, God knows how long she would be cheated.

Fang Xing just said casually, he never expected to be stuffed with such a big melon. Almost choked. It took a while before he found his voice again, and changed the subject by the way. After coming and going, the topic turned to the wound on the senior's forearm.

"Ask how did you get hurt? Hmm..." The senior sister stopped and half turned her head to look at Fang Xing, "I said I got hurt when I ran into a ghost outside last week, do you believe it?"

When she mentioned "ghost bumping", her tone was half joking and half serious, making it difficult to tell the truth from the fake. Fang Xing smiled slightly when he heard the words.

"There is nothing unbelievable. There are many strange things in this world." As she said, she took a few steps forward and walked beside the senior sister. "By the way, senior sister, I don't know your full name yet."

"Xu Turan. The futile one." The senior sister said casually, noticing Fang Xing's stunned expression, she was a little strange, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I just think the name...is pretty good." Fang Xing came back to his senses and smiled, "And it's so familiar."

…

At the same time, inside the Tzu Chi Temple in Datong City.

Pu Han was sitting in front of the computer, yawning, while reviewing the work reports submitted by other employees. When one of them was reviewed, his gaze was fixed, and he immediately shouted towards the back: "Feifei! Feifei! Come and have a look! It's fun—"

With a click, the door opened behind him. A plush toy flew straight out and hit the back of his head, followed by a girl in loose casual clothes coming out from behind the door.

"How many times have I told you not to yell. At least it's a Chen class...what does it look like?" Feifei muttered, but she still sat next to him, "What do you want to show me?"

Feifei's loose clothes made her look even thinner. Because of a mission five years ago, she lay down like a vegetable for a long time, and she finally woke up half a year ago. Pu Han has been working hard to nourish her, until now, her cheeks are finally rounder, but her chin is still pointed.

Just as Pu Han was about to speak, Feifei's cell phone rang again. She opened it, glanced at it, and closed it after a quick reply. She looked up and noticed that Pu Han was staring at her eyes, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's from Teacher Mu. He asked if he wanted to go for a skewer at night. I called you too...do you need to keep an eye on it so closely every time?"

Only then did Pu Han turn his eyes back, and casually said, "Can you blame me? My name is Cup Bow Snake Shadow..."

Five years ago, Feifei did the same thing. She received a message and then left. When she reappeared, she was already lying on the bed, like a sleeping beauty.

"Uncharted Kadath", this is the code name they gave to the mission five years ago. "Kadas" comes from a well-known novel, and its location is "Dreamland"—this coincides with the purpose of Feifei's mission.

They need to enter the dreamland to seal a powerful abomination that is active there. This task was led by Teacher Mu, the first Chen-level predictive ability in the Tzu Chi Institute. The participants were basically high-ranking members of various organizations, including Shangguan Qi who guarded Dahuaihua Middle School—this quiet but powerful woman. The evaluation among ability users has always been quite high.

But this mission took unexpectedly long. The original plan was five days, but in fact, they stayed in the dream for five full years. It wasn't until September last year that people woke up from their dreams one after another, and the last one to wake up was Teacher Mu who led the team.

No one remembers what they experienced in the dream. I only know that their mission should have been successful in the end. It’s just that for some reason, after waking up, Mr. Mu resolutely withdrew from the Renxinyuan, and voluntarily gave up all the positions, remuneration and resources provided by the Renxinyuan.

On the other hand, after he recovers, he still actively participates in various rescue activities, and often pays out of his own pocket to treat other taskers who have fallen asleep, including Feifei, to meals. Whenever they have any difficulties, he will always be there. Help at the first time and no matter what.

Feifei didn't know why he did this. After all, he was not responsible for the accident on that mission. She once mentioned it deliberately during a dinner, intending to take the opportunity to explain a few words, but when she finished speaking, she saw the other party shaking his head repeatedly, shaking the wine glass in his hand, turning over and over again, and there was only one sentence:

"Now all of this has been gifted."

Whose gift is it? Feifei didn't understand.

She always felt that Shangguan Qi should know, and she and Teacher Mu would often talk in private. It seemed to be talking about a secret that only the two of them knew.

Thinking of this, Feifei couldn't help but drifted away, until she was called out by Pu Han a few times before she came back to her senses again. She patted the other party's hand shaking in front of her eyes with one hand, and looked at the computer screen in front of her again: "So what did you call me out to look at? Hmm? Incident report?"

"The point is the name, the name." Pu Han pointed to her, "Last week, there was an incident caused by an abomination near University A. Unfortunately, a girl from University A was involved, but fortunately she was saved...Look at her name .Do you think it looks familiar?"

Feifei took a closer look, then tilted her head: "Xu Tuoran...?"

"Hey, is it called this name? It's very interesting."

…

the other side.

In a hotel in F city.

Gu Chenfeng, who came to visit his sister during the vacation, was looking up the must-see attractions in City F while preparing for the upcoming class reunion. I was discussing the location with some old classmates, when the old lady behind me suddenly poked her head and said, "Hey, it's a rare gathering, why don't you invite Xu Tuoran?"

Gu Chenfeng was taken aback by her, and he was taken aback for a moment before he said, "Ah? Which Xu Tuoran?"

Gu Xiaoya was startled when she heard that.

After a while, Fang heard her take it for granted, "Of course it's the one we've known since junior high school."

In the next second, I heard her add: "But the big guy I met at the homestay last time, if you can make an appointment, let's make an appointment to have fun too. It just so happens that the people at the party this time are still the people from the homestay last time, and they were rescued by her last time." No, I didn't thank her very much."

Gu Chenfeng nodded, found the contact information of two Xu Tuoran on his mobile phone, and sent messages to each of them—fortunately, although the two Xu Tuoran have the same name, they have different screen names, so there is no mistake.

One Xu Tuoran was their junior high school classmate. After graduating from high school, he had some oolongs. The sudden confession scared Gu Chenfeng so much that he didn't sleep well for several nights. But fortunately, the misunderstanding was cleared up later. The ambiguous friendships of youth have also found the right outlet, the filter has dissipated, and the cinnabar mole has finally turned into a plastic flower of friendship that has nothing to do with dinner.

And the other Xu Tuoran was a passer-by boss they met by chance when they went to the B&B last year. The reason why she was honored as a big boss was because she was really reliable on the one hand, and on the other hand, because of her life-saving skills. Kindness.

No one would have thought that supernatural events really existed in this world, and they were so undead that they hit them. A good homestay trip turned into a haunted house adventure. If there were no big bosses around, God knows what they would have become at this moment.

Therefore, when Gu Chenfeng sent a message to the boss Xu Tueran, among other things, etiquette must be in place. like now—

[Boss in vain, we plan to meet in City A next Thursday. My sister treats me. If you are free, would you like to come and play with us? [Hold a fist][Hold a fist][Hold a fist]]

Xu Tuoran who received the message: "..."

"So we're going to F city first next week..." Zhu Tang, who was having a small meeting with the members of Fairy Tale Town, noticed Xu Tuoran peeking at his phone, coughed, and knocked on the table, "Xu Tuoran, pay attention to the influence. "

Xu Tuoran hurriedly nodded with a "hmm" and confirmed next week's arrangement in Fairy Tale Town - they will go to F city to perform a mission on Monday. If it can be completed on Wednesday, then on Thursday and the next few days, you can go to the comic exhibition...

After confirming this, Xu Tuoran immediately secretly sent a message to Gu Chenfeng, declined his party invitation, and ruthlessly ignored the regret emoji he sent.

Just after the exchange here, the next second, the phone rang again and again. Xu Tuoran scratched his cheeks, and looked at Zhu Tang embarrassedly, who sighed, "Reply first. What's the matter in case?"

Xu Tuoran thanked him, and swiped open the phone screen, only to see three new messages from Fang Xing, Pu Han and Feifei—

Fang Xing: [Boss, I have successfully completed the admission procedures! Today I met a kind senior from the finance department who has the same name and surname as you, what a coincidence! 】

Pu Han: [Laughing to death. I'm amazed that such a weird name like you can hit it! 】

Feifei: [Within five minutes, that idiot Pu Han may send you some idiot messages, just ignore them like before! I'm really sorry, I keep telling you jokes [sigh]]

Xu Turan: ...

Miscalculated.

She silently thought that at the beginning, she was too busy to separate her own experience from the fate of the original owner "Xu Tuoran". But forget that the same name itself will bring some problems.

If I knew that when I changed my fate line, I should have changed my name to Zhang Baixue's...

Xu Tuoran was still remorseful when his phone rang again, but this time it was the old man Jiang’s special app for employees—after more than half a year, the business of Jiang’s Taobao store was finally upgraded, and internal employees no longer had to rely on forums for communication up.

Open the app, there are already several private messages saved in it. The first few letters were from the Taobao store supply staff that Xu Tuoran had worked with in the past. The content was nothing more than wanting to invite "auntie" out of the mountain to cooperate with several difficult tasks; the last letter was from Jiang Siyu himself.

[Sister interrupts. Are you free next week? I have a parent meeting next Friday. But my mother took my father out to play and will not come back until next month. Grandpa didn't know where to make trouble, and he probably won't come back. Sister, can you come and fill the space for me? Remuneration is calculated separately. 】

Xu Turan: ...

How come one or two hit next week? But it's okay on Friday, she should have finished shopping at the comic exhibition by then...

Xu Turan thought about it, and replied "Yes, no payment", then quickly put away the mobile phone, met Zhu Tang's slightly resentful gaze, sat upright in a serious manner, and once again devoted himself to the small meeting in Fairy Tale Town.

After the small meeting, it's almost time for dinner. Zhu Tang and the others planned to go to the nearby cafeteria to eat, but Xu Tuoran packed up his things: "It's getting late, I have to go back first."

"Oh yes. You still have Yang Buqi." Zhu Tang waved at her, "Then be careful on the road. Take care of Team Yang for me, and wish him a speedy recovery!"

Xu Tuoran responded without changing his face, turned and walked out. Not far from the building, he bumped into a tall man with pale complexion and simple clothes—it was what Feifei called "Teacher Mu".

Teacher Mu was talking to someone else, as if he was explaining something. Seeing Xu Tuoran approaching, he immediately said "ah", found an excuse to push him away, turned his head to look at Xu Tuoran, and immediately buried his head deeply, making a gesture like saluting.

Xu Tuoran waved his hands indifferently, stepped up a few steps, and walked out of the charity house. The moment she left the range of the Charity Institute, she did not hesitate to spend hundreds of death points, and the hidden Zhuohe immediately appeared, rolled up Xu Turan, and moved her two streets away in an instant.

In the shop here, there are very good double skin milk for sale. Xu Tueran ordered, waited, and took the opportunity to call Yang Buqi.

Yang Buqi is still in the camphor forest. In order to facilitate communication, Xu Tuoran specially adjusted the domain of the camphor forest. Now there is not only a signal, but also a wireless network, which can be said to be quite complete.

Of course, compared to the mobile phone, it is naturally faster for her to communicate with Yang Buqi directly with her ability. But in order to be able to walk freely on the ground, she stored all the abilities above the torch level back into the death point system, and each time she used them, she needed to spend a considerable amount of death points. Just for the sake of chatting krypton gold, it always makes people feel strange and unworthy.

Soon, Yang Buqi's voice came from the other end of the phone. There are all kinds of strange howls in the background sound. Xu Tuoran frowned, and asked strangely, "Is your place very busy now?"

"...It's okay." Yang Buqi responded, "Wait a minute, I'm in the execution ground right now. There's a lot of noise here. Wait for me to come out first..."

Xu Turan: ...

Camphor forest. It was originally a domain set up by the wooden man to welcome Xu Tuo. Since Xu Tuoran changed the fate of some people a few months ago and turned the wooden man back into "Teacher Mu", no one took care of this place. Yang Buqi took over and became the administrator there.

It is difficult to achieve 100% perfection in the trajectory of fate modified by authority. There will be some bugs, or "paradoxes"—for example, according to the track of Xu Tueran's completion, Teacher Mu should know nothing about her, and the existing facilities in the camphor forest will naturally not appear.

However, the fact is that some ability users, including Teacher Mu, have more or less left some impressions of the original direction of fate and her existence itself. The facilities in the camphor forest still follow the set he set.

There are even a certain number of black and white bears left in the forest... But the transformation mechanism of these bears has also undergone corresponding changes, and it is relatively more stable. From the performance point of view, it is more like an independent individual left by the wooden man.

With the existence of black and white bears, coupled with the unsealed abomination props and umbilical cord support, although Yang Buqi is a new official, he can be regarded as taking care of the camphor forest in an orderly manner, and he is not too busy to even leave Degree.

The problem is, the vision problem caused by his travels has not been resolved until now... So until now, in the eyes of everyone, he is still the "disabled and determined" and "working hard to recover" Yang Buqi, who can't even face it. Can't reveal.

"I told you a long time ago. My method is very effective." Xu Tuoran muttered to the phone, "A death value system can solve all problems."

"I said it too. It's not that I don't think that's a good idea." Yang Buqi was helpless, "It's that the death value system... sounds very unsuitable for me."

Xu Tuoran: "Then what kind of system do you want? The holy father system? The reproduction system? The medicine dispensing system? I can try to pinch one for you."

"I'm more inclined not to want those weird systems..." Yang Buqi sighed, turned his head and glanced at the little pink flower hanging on the tree trunk behind him, who was doing somersault happily, "Forget it, I'm not in a hurry here. The camphor forest is inseparable from people for a while, and someone has to take care of them."

"Does the umbilical cord not matter?" Xu Tuoran said, "Would the worm and the little fox not listen to it?"

"Not really, but Mr. Umbilical Cord is a little bit out of control... You know, it's not convenient to move." Yang Buqi said, "Oh yes, mentioning those abominations..."

"Servant of God." Xu Tuoran seriously corrected, "The title that should be given should still be given in place."

"...All right, God Servant." Yang Buqi changed his words obediently, "I mentioned those God Servants. Do you still remember the pen of the Immortal Pen?"

"? Remember." Xu Tuoran said, reaching out to take the packaged double skin milk, "Didn't it be repaired a long time ago?"

"Yeah." Yang Buqi nodded, and pulled out a branch to catch the little pink flower that fell from the tree, "I feel that it has been a little melancholy recently..."

"What's wrong with it?"

Xu Tuoran