Refuse To Bind The System, Meet God At The Corner

Near Xinglan College, there is a very lively food street.

In a buffet barbecue restaurant in the northeast of the street, Mu Bai and Qiao Wanzhao were sitting near the window. The former flipped the kebabs in front of him with ease, while the latter was responsible for eating, his face slightly red as he ate, as if he was devouring the food.

"Eat slowly, I won't compete with you."

Mubai said leisurely.

"Well... I thought you would take me to eat at those barbecue stalls down there." Qiao Wanzhao puffed out his mouth and spoke vaguely, "It's all your fault... Who told you to grill so deliciously."

"It's not like you don't know that I'm a loner, and I'm pretty good at cooking." Mu Bai said with a smile, "As for why I brought you here to eat instead of down there... you'll know later."

"Really, you always only speak half of your words." Qiao Wanzhao looked at the ordinary-looking young man in front of him with some dissatisfaction, "Hey, Mu Bai, where did you tell the story just now?"

"So you are listening." Mu Bai said with a chuckle.

"Of course." Qiao Wanzhao glared at Mu Bai, "Keep going."

From the first day Qiao Wanzhao met Mu Bai, she found that this guy especially liked to tell some weird stories. As for these stories that she had never heard before, Qiao Wanzhao found them very novel, so she listened very carefully every time.

Just like today, he told Qiao Wanzhao a story called "Creation".

"Well, since you want to hear it, I'll go ahead and talk."

Mubai smoothly turned down the temperature of the baking plate, sprinkled the seasonings, and said slowly:

"The Archangel Inhalita under the command of the Supreme God Loftiste used less than one thousandth of his power to try to create a beautiful new world, the Garden of Eden."

"The Garden of Eden is so vast that all kinds of life that were originally lost when Nidhogg was destroyed are reappearing here."

…

"...the will of the new world, the "Key of the Angel of Wisdom", and the first child of Inhalita, Alaya Consciousness, was also born in response to the call of the Archangel."

"Alaya Shi?" Qiao Wanzhao's eyes lit up, "What a nice name."

"It's not bad, at least it sounds much better than Tombuli Bu or something like that." Mubai smiled and shook his head, saying, "After all, he is an important part of the future Angel of Wisdom. If he is really named 'Tangbuli Bu' ’, that’s really a bit confusing.”

"Angel of Wisdom?" Qiao Wanzhao asked, "Are they the same angels as the two angels you told me about some time ago?"

"Yes." Mu Bai nodded, fully agreeing with Qiao Wanzhao's words, "The Angel of Wisdom, like the Angel of Love and the Angel of Penitence, are the holy angels under the Archangel and one of the 'believers' of Inhalita."

After saying that, Mu Bai drank some drinks and continued:

"By the way, there's something I want to tell you."

"Well, what's going on?"

Putting the drink aside, Mubai put his hands together, sat casually, and said with a smile:

"Actually, I brought you here to have skewers, mainly because you can eat first and pay later."

"……Then what?"

Mubai spread his hands and said calmly: "Actually, I don't have a dime on me."

Qiao Wanzhao: "...huh?"

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Kazehiven, the Forest of Akrit.

"I leave the matter of the Garden of Eden to you, Alaya Shi."

After explaining some necessary things, Nalan Shu cut off the message connection with the world consciousness of the Garden of Eden in the call of Alaya Consciousness full of reluctance.

"Ahem." Looking back at Dugu Xian and Duan Murong, who had been forced to stand for a long time, Nalan Shu cleared his throat, "I kept you waiting."

"It's nothing, Lord Divine Envoy." Dugu Xian bowed his head, "This is our honor."

Duguxian is not the kind of person who bullies his subordinates and is ignorant of the general situation. On the contrary, this old guy is very aware of current affairs.

Just like now, Duguxian's posture is quite low.

The "god envoy" in front of me easily changed the appearance of the entire world. He took a few steps forward and destroyed the will of the world. He was so powerful that even he, who was at his peak in the previous reincarnation, did not have him. Such power.

Moreover, the other party had no ill intentions towards him and even helped him. Of course, Duguxian would not be confused and deliberately anger the other party.

The surrounding scene changed, and Duguxian and the others returned to the classroom of Class 1712.

This is just an ordinary classroom, filled with all kinds of tables and chairs. The empty classroom is filled with dust. The only ones present are the three of them.

"There's nothing going on here anymore." Nalan Shu waved to Duan Murong and Dugu Xian and said in a hoarse voice, "You can leave."

"yes."

The two responded in unison, and without any more nonsense, they walked backwards out of the classroom together, and disappeared after a while.

So, Nalan Shu was the only one left in the classroom.

Without the noisy and annoying "ding-ding-ding" of the system, and without the interference of the world's will in reality, the current classroom of Class 1712 is as ordinary as any other ordinary classroom.

Of course, under the moonlight, the blood-stained floors and walls, and the rotten and weird smell in the air also added a bit of weirdness to the atmosphere.

However, this atmosphere did not affect Nalan Shu. She just walked to the seat in the third row by the window and sat down. Looking at the empty classroom, she suddenly felt a little lost.

I revisited my old place, but everything has changed.

Now Nalan Shu has erased the "Mu Che" system. To a certain extent, she has made a clean break with the past.

However, at this moment, an idea slowly emerged in my mind:

If I could go back in time, would I make different choices?

Without doing anything, Nalan Shu just sat like this, like an old monk who had meditated and died.

The surrounding scene changed again, and suddenly, Nalan Shu was once again in the classroom a few months ago. The setting sun was setting, and the warm sunset light shone through the window on Nalan Shu, and the boy's ordinary-looking face was no longer the same. Not much expression.

The classroom was still very lively, and everyone was smugly discussing the rewards they had just completed when they completed the system dispatch task. Only Nalan Shu sat silently, looking so out of place.

When the school bell rang, Nalan Shu pushed away his chair, got up and left the classroom.

Walking down the stairs and walking on the way home, the sky began to become gloomy and it looked like it would rain soon.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, several muffled thunders sounded, and a moderate rain started.

However, this time Nalan Shu did not hold an umbrella to hide from the rain like last time, because this rain and everything in front of him were just an illusion created by Nalan Shu for himself.

Pedestrians pass by in a hurry and cars come and go. Nalan Shu just walked in the rain, walking aimlessly.

In fact, it is not aimless, because the so-called wheel of fortune will inevitably run on a predetermined track, with a beginning and an end.

On the sidewalk, Nalan Shu suddenly stopped, lowered his head and looked around, and saw a white "thread" that had connected to him unknowingly.

He raised his head again and looked along the direction of the line. At the far corner, a little girl with light blond hair and wearing a white gauze skirt was standing there.

"We meet again, brother."

The girl opposite stretched out her right hand to Nalan Shu, her emerald green eyes full of smiles.

"I am your sister Nalanzi, can you take me home?"

The rain was pouring down, hitting the hardened road, splashing water, and the two just looked at each other through the rain.

Nalan Shu looked at the familiar and lovely smile in the rain, then looked down at the "thread" connecting him to the girl, and the depression and confusion in his heart were swept away.

As for the "what ifs" that were no longer important in the past, he gradually let go.

Without answering immediately, Nalan Shu walked to Nalan Zi and gently held her hand.

"Let's go, Azusa." The young man lowered his eyebrows and said softly, "Let's go home."

Yes, even if I do it again, I will still make the same choice, it will not change, it will not change.