My Wife is Tim

Rick raised his head, clenched his left fist across his heart, and said arrogantly;

"Then we can hold our heads high and tell ourselves that we lived handsomely and died without regrets, don't you think?"

"Okay... this game, those who want to participate should stay!"

After telling everything, Rick closed his eyes and waited for the person to leave.

In fact, he didn't have the slightest confidence in his heart.

There are probably not many idiots who can participate in this kind of game.

After all, end the war and become the enemy of God or something. This kind of thing is not something that a normal person would do. A fool only needs to be alone.

If it really becomes like that, then there is no way.

In the worst case, even if it's just him and Hubby - Rick will have to achieve his goal.

Although to be honest, he can hardly think of a plan that can be successful with just two people...

Rick thought so, and after a full 10 minutes, he opened his eyes.

——Everyone looked at him with an unbearable expression, as if asking: How long will you close your eyes?

"Ah... I want to tell the truth?"

Rick told them so.

One seventy-seven members—that is, zero left, for such a result—

"I thought you should be smarter."

Hearing what Rick said, all the 170 seven ghosts burst out laughing.

"Hey, Rick, don't misunderstand us in the first place."

"Rick, do you really think there are smart people in this world?"

"Crazy behavior? What could be crazier than the world we live in now?"

"In this world, smart people choose to die, and smarter people choose not to be born."

"Everyone here, Rick, aren't these people you picked out yourself? Isn't that the representative of picking a bunch of idiots? Hahahaha!"

Everyone present should be in harmony, pointing at each other and laughing at each other's idiots.

After a wry smile, Rick laughed too.

Yeah, humans are stupid.

It is precisely because of stupidity that he will hone the wisdom and intellect of survival, so that he will not be killed by stupidity.

Has survived to this day - in this world without survival value, but still survived.

Those who have staked all their intellect, wisdom and skill for this...

If they are not noble fools, and respectable weaklings, what are they?

"Maybe at this time, I should say something - praise the Fool?"

Annan, who was watching from afar, smiled silently.

"Annan, are all humans like this? Humans in Uruk are like this, and so are humans in this world."

The Mother of Creation, who stood side by side with him, blinked her pink-purple star pupils and asked softly.

"Well, this is human beings. They are extremely stupid, weak, and high-spirited. They are thinking about wishful thinking and pursuing seemingly impossible goals."

Annan's mouth was full of derogatory words, but his eyes were full of praise.

"So, the only people who can achieve miracles are fools."

This is why, in the symbolism of the Tarot card, the Fool represents infinite possibilities.

I want to go to the end of the ocean, so I circumnavigate the earth...

Desire to fly like a bird, so make a plane...

I hope to touch the stars in the sky, so I set foot in space...

How ridiculous, to challenge all kinds of difficulties and obstacles just because of this reluctant whimsy.

The so-called history of mankind is nothing but a story of a group of fools who keep moving forward.

It is precisely because you are born with nothing, that you can rely on foolishness step by step to have everything!

"Always seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, choose the easy way, seems rational and smart, but that's not human, what these idiots like to do most is to make the impossible possible."

To open up a bright road for progress in the dark wilderness is the enlightenment of the fool.

"Annan, is that the case with you too?"

Tiamat looked sideways at Annan, exhaling like blue.

"Of course, I'm also one of the Fools."

"But I think you're very smart?"

"Real smart people don't risk their lives all the time to do things where the weak overcome the strong."

Annan smiled and stretched out his hand to help Tiamat trim the slightly messy hair behind his ears.

Is he smart?

how can that be.

If he's smart...

If you really see through everything, and the organs are exhausted, how can you be injured every time you make a shot, so embarrassed?

Rather...

For a woman, he is willing to risk his life, fight against the world with restraint, and now he is fighting against the strongest person beyond himself. This is the biggest fool in the world.

But what's so bad about this?

"If I'm not a fool, how can I hold the soft fragrance and warm jade in my arms now and form a marriage relationship with you?"

Annan whispered in Tiamat's ear and hugged her gently, while the fallen goddess had her eyes blurred and her face flushed against Annan's body.

"So, it's good to be a fool."

Annan looked at Tiamat and himself, and at Rick and Hubby in the distance, as well as the gathered ghosts, with a sceptical smile in his eyes.

"After all, it's rare to be confused...!"

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"Born into this world without intention."

"Useless to endure humiliation and live like a living."

"But dying meaningfully and handsomely—wouldn't that be nice?"

"To live handsomely to the end, our lives are up to you—please, Rick."

Looking at the gathered ghosts, Rick lowered his head, as if he had lost to the fools from the bottom of his heart.

"...you've all gone mad. That's dependable, so—"

Rick opened the map and began to explain concrete plans.

"Sarah, let's start the game."

"—I swear to the will!"

The crowd answered as usual, but Rick said:

"No, we are not sworn to the will of the dead now, but to the rules we agreed to."

"So, to say - swear to the covenant!"

To the Covenant...?

Listening to Rick's words, Annan smiled and shrugged.

"This is also a bit of what I said. After all, it is a cooperative ally, Tiamat, I will go for a while."

After speaking to Tiamat, Annan's figure suddenly appeared in the secret base, but no one noticed it except Rick and Hubby.

He is called a real ghost, as if it really does not exist in the world.

"Speaking of which, what's the matter with your flashing state? I wanted to ask last time, and I was dazzled."

Seeing Annan suddenly appearing in front of him, Rick was not frightened, just rubbed his eyes with a wry smile, and then frantically blinked at Annan who seemed to keep dropping frames.

Presumably this is the legendary blinking frame method.

"In my state, the Ex-Machina's statement is that the energy is too much overload, it's fine, it will be fine in a few days."

Annan spread his hands, with a natural expression.

It's not that there is anything wrong with his state, but that his strength has been inexplicably improved because of the imaginary number seed.

Then the power would get out of control for a while, which led to the current state of Schrödinger's cat, which exists for a while, and does not exist for a while.

"It's you, are you really mentally prepared?"

Annan, with his hands behind his back, looked at the fifteen chess pieces erected on the world map with a distant gaze.

"The enemy is a god, and the race under his command is not a vegetarian. As long as there is a slight flaw, it will be a deadly situation."

"If you want to pull these high-level gods into the game, there are certain risks."

Rick's expression didn't change, he had already realized this.

"And I don't necessarily lose, don't you also contribute?"

"Don't count on me too much. I can hold down one God of War at most, and it's still the kind that can't be beaten, otherwise I won't come to talk to you about forming an alliance."

Annan told the truth, he was a little bit more ambitious and destroyed his own prestige.

But Annan and Rick both knew that was the truth.

If you are weak and can't face up to the fact that others are stronger than you, then it is really hopeless.

Therefore, Annan can frankly admit that Artosh is stronger than himself, and put down his body like a weak person to form an alliance to fight against a strong enemy.