Yuanshen: The sea of ​​sand at the beginning, straight to the seat of God

Chapter 51 - 50

A person's influence basically depends on his identity and ability.

In the eyes of most people, Rama is a very influential person, because he is another founder of the Shahai regime, and sooner or later he will have another decisive battle with the Holy Order.

This war that has not yet begun attracts many people.

Including Liyue, Mond, and of course Zhidong.

Of course, Rama didn't care about any of this.

Unless Azar is able to extract his future achievement, the God of Positive Opportunity, from the time stream now, Rama really cannot find a chance for Azar to come back.

Some things are relatively simple. In the Tivat continent with the demon god, the gap in hard power cannot be made up, and if you can't beat it, you can't beat it.

"I can't do this."

Falusan put her arms around her knees and curled herself into a ball.

After a week of autistic life, she finally recovered.

The reason why she was able to recover so quickly was mostly because of Nasida's divine power to comfort her.

"If you can't do it, don't do it."

Rama pinched his brows, "I don't expect you to provide much information."

Falusan's embarrassed expression froze immediately.

"Many times I feel that I can't understand your thoughts at all."

The girl raised her head, with unimaginable astonishment on her face, "I beg you, can you act like a normal person?"

"Do you feel that you are important?" Rama was not affected at all, "Do you feel that the savior really needs you to provide some information about the Holy Order?"

"Oh, it's so confusing."

"My savior can't beat the Order Academy. He urgently needs my information. As a spy, if I don't help him, he will lose."

"But the Holy Order is also very good to me. I spent a happy time there and enjoyed the preferential treatment from the Holy Order. I really can't betray the Holy Order..."

"Ahhh, stop talking!"

Unable to continue shrinking into a ball, Farusan ejected from the hospital bed and immediately rushed towards Rama.

At this time, the importance of combat experience is shown.

Rama clasped the girl's wrist with his backhand, and his left hand stuck to it, subconsciously knocking Farusan upside down on the ground.

It may not be necessary for him to realize it after he fell out, but considering that the senior's body has also been strengthened by alchemy potions, a simple over-the-shoulder fall shouldn't be a problem, so...

"That's why you don't stop at all?"

Farusan gritted her teeth.

She's not emo at all, there's nothing sentimental about it, she just wants to beat this guy up.

"It's reasonable, you did it first." Rama didn't show any expression, "Besides, you weren't injured."

"Yes, yes, what you said really makes sense!"

Farusan could not argue.

Although someone seized the opportunity and pinned him to the ground, Rama was fine.

"Let's talk about a simple truth."

Rama thought for a moment, "I know you are in a bad mood right now."

"You want to repay the favor, but you find that I lack everything, even the so-called spy work is not important."

"In other words, you know very well that you owe me kindness, and you can't pay it back."

"Besides, you're not really recovering, you're still regretting the choices you made 100 years ago."

"If I don't come to Shahai for research, if I listen to the teacher, if, if, many ifs."

His words were very calm, but Falusan's performance was not very calm.

"I only need to consider one of the ten ifs, so I don't need to face this situation? Can I still become the teacher's favorite student, exchange academic knowledge with my classmates and friends, and accompany my parents through their old age?"

Instead of letting my parents miss my incompetent daughter when they are old, instead of letting my friends organize their own records and materials...
People will have many regrets, some can be made up for, and some will be buried in the bottom of my heart forever, and we can only wait for time to appease.

And, time may not appease either.

"I know you have a hundred reasons to be unhappy." Rama leaned down and reached out to pick up Farusan's drooping cheeks, "But you don't have a single reason to use your unhappiness on me."

"I can understand your distress caused by the tragic experience, but you should be most clear. If you think your fate is miserable enough, then this time you should first scold yourself for your recklessness, not a person who extended a helping hand to you."

Some people's misery comes from the teasing of fate. They try their best to live a better life and don't take the initiative to cause any trouble, but fate is not willing to let them go.

This is something that cannot be avoided at all.

But not Faroshan.

Cracking the mechanism of the relic was inherently risky. She took the initiative to find trouble, and finally got tired of trouble and paid such a painful price.

Rama sympathized with her, but she should understand that she could only hate herself for this century-long imprisonment.

if not?Resent the Red King who left behind the organization?

People begged you to crack it?
You want to dig other people's tombs - you want to come to do archaeology, and the host didn't invite you, and you came here to pay the price without authorization. You can't complain that the house built by the host is too strong.

In Rama's hometown, thieves broke into houses and injured and blackmailed the living owners. I have never seen anyone who can blackmail the tomb of the dead.

"Although she always has to face the reality... But aren't such words a bit harsh?"

The young god appeared again.

"I would venture to guess," Rama thought for a while, "I guess she would never think that she is the one who caused all these troubles and tragedies."

"She may resent fate, she may even resent me for speaking like this, but she will not resent herself alone."

Time, Farusanne needs time.

It will take time for her to reconcile with herself and the world 100 years from now.

"She trusts you very much." Nasida whispered.

"Because she trusts me and treats me as a friend, her emotions will be more unrestrained in front of me."

Rama looked calm, "If it was a stranger, she wouldn't have so many emotions."

"Have you said enough?"

Falusan didn't even have time to pay attention to the little girl who suddenly appeared.

"I want to interrupt your emotions." Rama was very polite, "This is the God of Grass of Sumeru, the little auspicious grass king who accepted the godhood 500 years ago."

"(#`O') Hey, you man!"

Farusan's expression failed to tame.

Rama didn't even want to find an excuse for his diversion.

He will tell you clearly, I know you are very angry, but I have a big news that will make you have no time to be angry.

Then, your emotions really get out of hand.

"You are such a genius!" Falusan's emotions switched back and forth between anger and dumbfounding, and finally she completely lost her expression, and could only sigh deeply, "I am convinced."

(End of this chapter)