After the Main God Space Goes Bankrupt

The sounds of fighting, shouting, and noise all disappeared, and all the soldiers on both sides in the battle stood motionless, and then the whole world turned into black and white, as if someone shouted "Smashing Varudo".

And in this stopped world, the only one who can move is Fu Hua.

"Have you found what you want?" Looking at the black and white world, Fu Hua frowned slightly, and shouted loudly.

She knew that person would be able to hear it, after all, this was the virtual world he built, even if this world was created based on her memory, in essence, it was just looking back at the past she had forgotten.

"Of course I found it."

Xia Lin reappeared in front of Fu Hua, with a relaxed and comfortable smile on his face, like a fox who stole a hen, smiling brightly.

"It's a bit beyond my expectation, but it's indeed in your memory, and it's just a matter of confirming my thoughts right now."

"What are you looking for?" Fu Hua looked at Xia Lin with a solemn expression. To be honest, this kind of memory was being spied on, played with, and excavated, but she was powerless, which made her very uncomfortable. If possible, she would never mind. Fight to the death with Xia Lin here.

But she couldn't do it.

This made her feel a deep sense of frustration from the bottom of her heart.

"I can't tell you that," Xia Lin said. "After all, this is about the game behind the collapse."

"And no matter if it's you, or Destiny, Anti-Entropy, and the Valkyries you know, none of them will play any role--I don't need to be a teammate with someone who can only hold you back, right?"

"But you're using me, the one you said was a drag."

"Oh, isn't the role of an NPC just to release missions, introduce background stories, and wait for lunch?" Xia Lin spread her hands and said. "So, for me, the protagonist, do you have any other role? Warming the bed? Ha, stop joking!"

"Think of yourself as the protagonist in an RPG game." Fu Hua mocked. "It's really bad and disgusting. Should I say something like steaming goose heart at this time?"

"You already said it."

"Oh, thanks for the reminder."

"You should be lucky, I'm only interested in your memory, not you." Xia Lin came to Fu Hua in an instant, leaned her body over, and whispered in her ear. "Otherwise, a real fourth natural disaster is definitely because people don't leave empty space, rather than being merciful like me... Actually, I can kill you directly, then take your soul out and imprison you, and then find it slowly."

"In His script, your mission has already been completed, even if I kill you, it won't affect the 'stage play' that will happen next."

"You have said so much, but who is He? What is the script?" Fu Hua turned his head away, and the distance between their faces was less than ten centimeters, almost facing each other.

"You want to know?"

"Pry into the lady's memory at will, and plan not to pay any reward. Do you want to be a womanizer? Or a pervert?"

"Hehehehe, actually, I want to prostitute for nothing." Xia Lin said with a smile. "But compared to the past, my temper is much better now."

"At least the last one who told me to pay a price or reward, well, it seems to be a man named O'Connor, and his horse, Evelyn, what do you think will happen to them?"

"But it~!" Xia Lin took a step back, opened the distance from Fu Hua, and snapped his fingers. "Next, you still have value to use, so I don't mind giving you a little 'reward'."

After the words fell, the surrounding world began to fall apart, and a sunny world replaced the battlefield.

Green mountains and beautiful waters, blue sky and white clouds.

There is a Chinese-style building behind a waterfall, and the wooden door is slowly opened, revealing the incense table in the house, and a slightly dilapidated statue enshrined under the hanging Suzaku brocade flag.

"That's..." Fu Hua outside the room widened his eyes, looking at the statue on the incense table inside the room.

"Come in." Xia Lin beckoned to Fu Hua, stepped into the house first, and walked towards the incense case.

(PS: Tomorrow's update will start to contain hints, especially the setting of barcodes in genes)

Chapter 137

In this building located behind Waterfall, there is nothing, except for a pair of suzaku pennants hanging, and a slightly dilapidated statue enshrined on the incense table.

The statue is a girl sitting on her knees, her left hand is held between her legs, her right hand is wrapped around her chest and rests on her left shoulder, and she is looking to the left, with a hint of frivolity and charm in her movements.

Although it looks like a khaki statue, and perhaps because of the passage of time, the statue has become dirty and broken, but the person who made it must have excellent craftsmanship, at least the face of the statue is No damage whatsoever.

And that face is exactly the same as Fu Hua's appearance as Chi Yuan now.

"This is one of the most precious things in your memory." Coming to the front of Xiangxiang, Xia Lin did not touch the statue, but folded her arms and teased with a half-smile. "But I think it's actually very different from you."

"Of course, this is understandable. After all, art comes from life and is higher than life~!"

Fu Hua didn't respond to Xia Lin's ridicule. At this moment, she was all focused on this statue of herself, and her red pupils were full of nostalgia.

"Danzhu." She whispered.

"Oh, so the history of this world is a mess." Xia Lin pouted.

However, he also understands that after all, it is a trash of Abraham who has made history by rote rote, full of various bugs, at least Danzhu, the ancestor of Go, the eldest son of Emperor Yao, and the name of Nvshao are all combined. Just mess around.

Also, Cangxuan is just talking nonsense. This term comes from "Liang Shu·Zhu Yizhuan". Cangxuan means the sky... not to mention turning God into a mother, and keeping down the status...

Well, from the fact that those missionaries dared to put the name of God on Jehovah, we know that there is no lower limit for these Abrahamic wastes, otherwise there would be no claim that the biggest heresy in Catholic history is the Pope himself.

So Xia Lin didn't bother to worry about all the ways.

"Want to see them?"

"what?"

Seeing Fu Hua's stunned gaze, Xia Lin turned his head slightly, and gestured towards the statue.

"Go and see them, even if they only exist in your memory, phantoms of the past." He said to Fu Hua who could barely hide his emotional fluctuations. "Didn't I say that, this is your 'reward'!" After speaking, Xia Lin reached out and grabbed the statue.

"Wait a minute." Fu Hua called out, and quickly reached out and grabbed Xia Lin's wrist. "What do you want to do?"