The Fool of the Gods

Hong Lin's first thought was:

This world is crazy.

A fate weaver who just wanted to pull her into the destiny, after meeting her benefactor, came back and asked her: Do you want to become the [Prosperity] Envoy?

What kind of prosperous mental state does one have to be to ask this question?

Are all of you destiny people so crazy?

To be honest, after hearing Cheng Shi's words, Hong Lin was not that shocked. She just felt that Cheng Shi's mind might be a little confused.

But after observing for a long time and finding that Cheng Shi's expression and demeanor did not seem fake, her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"Are you serious?"

Cheng Shi nodded very seriously:

"Yes, I am serious. I am asking you, do you want to become a god? Do you want to take over the authority of [Prosperity]?"

"......" Hong Lin felt that she was crazy. She couldn't help but turned into a big cat on the spot. She rubbed her face vigorously with her thick claws, and then she turned back to human form and repeated what she had just said.

"Are you serious?"

Cheng Shi didn't understand what the Druid's operation was for, but he still nodded solemnly:

"Really!"

"I think, can it be realized?"

Cheng Shi didn't say it all: "With their support, it probably can."

Hong Lin's pupils shrank sharply, and she grabbed Cheng Shi's shoulders tightly, with a complicated expression:

"Who?"

Cheng Shi pondered for a moment and told the truth: "Death, Fraud, and perhaps Destiny."

When she heard the names of these three gods, Hong Lin's pupils shrank again, and her heart beat faster and faster, almost jumping out of her chest.

Looking at Cheng Shi's solemn expression asking for advice, Hong Lin thought of a lot of things. She was stunned and suddenly blurted out in disbelief:

"God's messenger?"

Cheng Shi smiled: "Smart! It's that God's messenger, so, do you want to?"

This time Hong Lin didn't hesitate. She resisted the extreme shock in her heart and nodded with gritted teeth:

"I want to!"

?

Cheng Shi didn't expect Hong Lin to agree so easily. She was always cautious when she tried to trick her before, but now this matter is bigger and crazier than before, why did she agree?

Hong Lin saw Cheng Shi's surprise, so she smiled, but her smile was obviously nervous.

"Your question is too scary, so scary that I almost lost my ability to think, as if I was back to the moment when the [Faith Game] came and everything mysterious and weird appeared in front of me.

What, do you think I don't want to?"

"No, I just didn't expect you to agree so quickly. Aren't you resistant to [Prosperity]?"

Hong Lin shook her head and exhaled heavily.

"What I resist is the inability to resist, and what I worry about is being calculated by Him.

But if you ask me if I want to become a more self-protective envoy, then of course I want to.

Otherwise, why do I still struggle in this game, isn't it just to become stronger?

Isn't it more fun to become them, oppress others, calculate others, than to bear the pressure yourself?"

"......"

Your angle is quite unique.

Cheng Shi smiled. He should have thought that Hong Lin was not a hesitant person. She was a warrior, a warrior who dared to fight.

Hong Lin saw that Cheng Shi's expression was finally no longer serious. She sat down next to him with a "plop" and panted:

"Quick, tell me what happened, tell me everything before my reason leaves me."

Cheng Shi was happy. It was rare to see Hong Lin's lack of confidence. He told her all his plans without hiding anything.

After a moment, Hong Lin's expression became extremely complicated.

Cheng Shi looked at his friend who was frowning and thinking, and asked the question again, just like the time when they stepped out of the void.

"Now, do you still want it?"

Hong Lin did not answer him, but asked:

"Is there enough time?"

Cheng Shi was stunned. Although the benefactor said that time waits for no one, but He did not urge or come to find him, it is naturally enough.

Perhaps the gods are still fighting in the sea of ​​treetops. It may take some time for them to finish the battle.

So Cheng Shi nodded and signaled Hong Lin to speak if he had anything to say.

Hong Lin exhaled again, looked at the new weaver friend beside him, and showed a relieved smile.

"Cheng Shi, do you know why I believe in fate?"

"Why?"

"Because... my life is too good."

"?"

Too much friend, why did you give me a critical hit with the first knife?

Honglin seemed less nervous. She lay on her back on the grass, looking at the lush treetops above her head, and told her own story.

"I'm lucky.It actually refers to luck.

I didn’t have a good life originally, at least when I was a child, it can be said to be very bad.

I have suffered from irreversible progeria since the moment I was born. Can you imagine that when I was 12 years old, I had more wrinkles on my face than my 82-year-old grandma, but my hair was thinner than hers.

All doctors asserted that I would not live past 15 years old, but on my 14th birthday, a professor of biology came to my house next door.

At first we didn’t know that he was not a professor, but a black market dealer who did illegal biological experiments in private, but he did use that incredible biological experiment to hang my life. Although I became a useless person who could only lie in a petri dish with tubes inserted and had no dignity, I did survive and lived past 15 years old.

Fortunately, my family is relatively wealthy, and my parents earn money to maintain the experiment, so that I will not die in the jar.

When I was 16 years old, Tao Yi moved in and became my neighbor.

This little girl is two years younger than me. She is pretty, has a nice voice, is lively, cheerful and smart. Most importantly, she is healthy, very healthy.

My mother always felt that I lacked a friend of the same age, so under her deliberate guidance and invitation, Tao Yi often came to see me at home, and was not afraid of the jar that trapped me like a cage.

I was very happy to have the company of people of the same age, even though I looked more like her grandmother or even her great-grandmother.

But I was often jealous of her, jealous of her beauty and her health.

This complex emotion lasted for several years, and my health was getting worse and worse, so bad that even this experiment could not be delayed.

And just when our family could not see any hope, Professor Chen, the black market dealer with all means, got another medicine and said that this medicine could continue to keep me alive, but the medicine was more expensive than the experiment.

But that year, my family's business collapsed, and I was about to run out of money to keep me alive. Who knew that one night, my father won a lottery ticket for 6 million.

How about it, unbelievable, right? It was this 6 million that helped the family business recover and allowed me to continue to survive.

But later I found out that the lottery ticket was not won by him, but by Tao Yi. Tao Yi, who was still in college, used her living expenses to buy lottery tickets every day in order to treat my illness after winning the lottery. Who would have thought that a stupid college student could win the lottery, and just when my family was at a loss, she won the lottery ticket that saved my life.

This idiot obviously had nothing to do with me, and that money was not a small amount for her family. She could have ignored me, but she didn't.

She didn't tell her family and secretly put the lottery ticket into my father's pocket. My father didn't know the cause and effect, and seeing that the money could save his life, he took it with a black heart.

Then I lived again, and lived for many more years. The family business was getting better and better, and there was even money to push Tao Yi to pursue her own singing dream.

But... to be honest, her singing was average, so my mother had to let her try another track. Unexpectedly, she became famous just for playing a maid.

She bought me the latest medicine with the first money she earned, but my family was not short of money at that time, alas...

Later, this evil disease could no longer be delayed, and my mother, who had always been the most confident in my recovery, gave up. They cried and prepared for my funeral, and then...

[Faith Game] came. ”

“...”

“So you can guess why I chose [Prosperity] and why I thanked Him, because He made me stand up again.

There were three tokens in the starting point of the fate, the green branch of [Prosperity], the dagger of [Decay], and the dice of [Destiny].

When I knew that the green branch could make me recover as before, I didn't even look at the other two things. "

Hong Lin smiled self-deprecatingly, turned to look at Cheng Shi beside him and said:

"Now, do you know why I believe in fate? My first half of life is a proof of good luck.

That's why I told you that I'm not afraid of death, because every time I walk to the gate of hell, there will always be a hand pushing me back.

At first it was Professor Chen, then it was Tao Yi, and now it's you, Cheng Shi. "

Cheng Shi's thoughts were churning and he was shocked. He thought that this might be the reason why [Fate] gave the dice, because He had already taken a fancy to this poor man who was favored by [good luck] at the beginning of his life.

It turns out that there are really people who are favored by [Fate]. Hong Lin was not fooled by herself. She really believed in fate.

It was me who took advantage of [good luck].

"I wasn't crazy originally, because I felt that I had to live for them, but nowAfter meeting you and seeing the destined person, I realized that I was wrong.

My good luck should not be my backup, but my weapon.

So, if it is possible, why not, at least standing at that height, I can better protect my friends.

Acting on behalf of the authority of [prosperity], wouldn't it be better to make my friends [prosper] forever? "

Cheng Shi smiled, he laughed happily, and even clapped his hands, and while clapping he activated the [Dream of the Sea of ​​Memory], and wrote the story of the mushroom-footed man and the messenger of God into the history of the Island of Hope.

Seeing Cheng Shiru's operation, Hong Lin suddenly asked.

"Will we die? "

This question is a heavy one, because this time it is not a problem that can be solved by the fragments of [Order]. This gamble must be all-in, and there is no way out.

Cheng Shi really can't be sure this time, but at least under the protection of the benefactor, even if he dies, he should not die too miserably.

So he nodded "firmly": "No, definitely not."

...