Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"Please call me by my full name, Uesugi Kenshin!"

Worshiping the godhead of "Bishamonten", he came to Hakoten as a human being, and succeeded the agent of the main god, Bishamonten.

Being roared like this, Di Shitian shrank his neck quite unpromisingly, scratched his head and laughed.

Can't help but underestimate.

"It's still the original Bishamonten, why is the successor such a serious character..."

"what did you say?"

"Nothing, nothing..."

Di Shitian moved his neck and spread his hands to explain.

"Look, the lower levels now have their own responsible people working hard in the war, and we, the main gods, can't go out in person, and can only play a deterrent role in deterring other high-level groups of gods. Coupled with such a lot of pressure, it is natural for me to have some fun. Well."

"As a general, you must maintain your majesty and serious attitude during wartime, so that your subordinate soldiers can burst into powerful combat effectiveness. Even me, a human girl from the outside world, understands this principle, don't you know? ?"

Di Shitian was trained to have no temper.

Seeing that Di Shitian was constantly being persecuted, Surier also came out appropriately to smooth things out.

"Okay, Miss Uesugi, we all know about Di Shitian's old problems, so don't continue to blame him for this trivial matter. Don't we have more important things when we come to Di Shitian? It's about dystopia."

"Well……"

Uesugi Kenshin also realized that the god in front of her was her nominal boss, so he calmed down.

However, the way she looked at Di Shitian was still a little cold.

Before coming to Hakoba, she had fantasized about the greatness and glory of the gods who worked with her main god, Bishamonten, and felt genuinely excited to work with these beings.

Uesugi Kenshin's fantasies shattered like soap bubbles after they were really familiar with him.

Tired and lazy day by day, good things gossip on earth and sky, no dwelling in Ye Motian, Di Shitian is fond of wine and lust... In short, there is no one reliable Dharma protector for twelve days, and there are more or less some problems.

"Dystopia?"

When Emperor Shitian heard the words, his expression became solemn.

"What happened to it?"

"It's not what happened to it, but Miss Canary came up with an idea to crack the dystopia after several encounters with dystopia. This matter is too involved, so Canary commissioned us to ask you about it. Opinion."

"Tell me, what is the idea, let you all be so careful."

Surier closed his eyes and spoke after a while.

"Miss Canary intends to spread the plague in the outside world."

As soon as these words came out, even Di Shitian's expression stagnated for a moment.

Uesugi Kenshin bit his lip and lowered his eyes unwillingly.

"Tishu Tian, ​​you should understand that the emancipation of serfs in normal human history occurred in the nineteenth century. This phenomenon hindered the development of ideas such as Enlightenment and liberalism, and was the breeding ground for the birth of dystopia. If a great plague can be used If society collapses and the status of serfs rises..."

"...So that's the case, speeding up the killing of mind liberation." Di Shitian nodded lightly: "As expected of a canary, he easily grasped the most important node. If nothing else, the executor is "Baron of the Cross" Chloe Baron, right? "

"It's him that's right."

Surrey asked.

"Do you permit the canary's opinion?"

"The canary is here to ask my opinion, not my decision. This proves that she already has an idea that she wants to try, and I am not qualified to control her idea. Just answer her like this, if you think it is possible, Give it a try."

Di Shitian said.

"Even if that kind of slaughter is the result, it is worth facing the final trial of humanity in the almighty realm. Let my stupid disciple not bear the psychological burden, and all the guilt will be borne by our upper-level gods and Buddhas."

"Before asking your opinion, I've already undertaken it."

Surrey shook his head and sighed.

"This is the inescapable sin of all sun gods and protoss."

"Do they already have the lost Sun Sovereign?"

"Yes."

"It's hard for you, Sully."

"It doesn't matter, compared to us high-level gods, the lower-level children who dye their hands themselves are the hardest." Suriya smiled bitterly: "Di Shitian, I want to hand over the godhead after the end of the dystopian event, if this The great plague spreads a chain of revenge, and I hope that when the time comes, I can stand up and use myself to appease this sin."

"I won't allow it."

Di Shitian turned his back.

"Just think it's my selfishness, Surya, both Dharma Protector Twelve Days and Hakoten need you."

"Do you want me to pretend to be deaf?"

"Then pretend to be deaf and dumb! Besides, who can say clearly what will happen in the future?"

"This……"

Surier did not insist, and a helpless silence spread.