Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"I say this not to deny it, but to let you reap 'what belongs to you'.In fact, in Fanlou, you already have answers to many questions in your heart, but you choose not to admit them and dig deeper into meaningless depths. This is the source of your pain. "

That's right.

The "God of Suspicion" Fan Lou, to put it bluntly, is just a little girl who is mentally mad and self-abusing.

That's why it's "stupid". I'm afraid there is no more stupid species of god in this world than Fanlou.Even his brain was flooded with "fighting pain" and "seeking sanctions", and he clearly understood his "strongest", but Fanlou turned a blind eye in front of him.

"Ro, Rope."

The voice of the goddess girl panicked for the first time, not even adding "tentative".

"It's not like this, my "question" is not like this... There must be... But I can't be "sure", it's right, what's wrong..."

Like being hit by spiritual erosion, Fan Lou held his head on the ink bucket and shrank into a ball.

"Ugh..."

cried.

Standing at the top of this world, the god species at the top of the sequence cried out.

"You go around in a circle, from the end of the number back to "one". ' Rope sighed.

"Besides, don't you already have me now? You and I stand at the same height, discussing issues together, and conflicts, anger, and happiness arise during the discussion. For the "meaning of existence", these are enough. It's such a shallow thing. "

"Uuu...I...don't admit it...I don't know anything..."

Fanlou said while crying, and the ring of the Royal Witch next to him was almost dumbfounded.

It turns out that her world is dominated by such a fool?

The fox girl whispered in her heart.

Of course, to really say it, she wouldn't dare to give her ten courage.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Rope knew that his goal had been achieved.

He stood up and walked towards the space exit.

"Huan. Get out of here with me, and let this lovable fool who likes to dig into the horns calm down for himself."

"Ah?...Yes!"

The fox girl ran behind the god of disaster.

"Rope..." It was Fanlou's low voice.

"Isn't it "tentative"? Rope quipped. "That is, you're starting to admit my existence?" "

Fanlou seemed to have been hit with a hammer, and shrank a bit.

"...I, can you really take your explanation as the answer?"

"Who knows?"

Luo Pei left the big bookstore in Fanlou with the Witch Ring.

"This time it's your turn to give me the answer."

In this conversation, he only solved one problem from beginning to end, no, or not even a single problem, just opened a gap in Fanlou's stubborn heart.

But, that's enough.

As someone said, what science cannot explain, use theology.For problems that theology cannot explain, use philosophy.But at the end of the day, what we all solve is a mentality problem.

The mentality is resolved, and everything has an answer.

This is called "truth".

Chapter [-] The Great War Horn Sounded

After Rope talked to Fanlou, for two whole months, the God of Suspicion locked himself in the library without moving, and Rope was not surprised.

The gods are a race that lacks a sense of time. It is impossible for Fanlou to reverse the inherent concepts brought by that long life without spending some time.

When the girl comes out, there must be something different.

The god of disaster is looking forward to this.

"Hey, little Rope, let me help you turn your attributes into "fire"? "

"Your Majesty Cthugya..."

"Those superfluous and useless powers are thrown away, those are simply not gorgeous and powerful enough, I will give you better, you and I are like flames and oil..."

In the bell tower of the city of dreams, Rope was sitting on the throne, looking at the red-haired fiery evil spirit nesting in his arms like a squirrel, with indescribable helplessness in his eyes.

He can scare Fanlou, but it doesn't mean that he can eat Dingktugya with a close communication.

Even if the flame lord promised not to do anything, he had no plans to settle down.After Rope left the new capital of the elves, he immediately followed the black-haired youth to his territory - the dreamland.

According to Cthugya himself, it is almost because he has dealt with Cthulhu a lot, and such trivial things can be done "of course".

Rope can't imagine how Cthugya without a "dream" is a matter of course, but the evil gods are beyond common sense, and caring about these little things is simply asking for trouble.

"Little Rope, don't you want to?"

Ketugya stared at Rope with watery eyes.