The Fool of the Gods

Just as Zhang Jizu finished carving the last stroke on the stele and was about to erect the tombstone, his vision suddenly went dark without warning.

But he did not panic, he just closed his squinting eyes directly, and when his consciousness returned again, he quietly opened a crack.

Of course, this was just his feeling, because his whole body had turned into a pale skull.

As he expected, when his vision returned to normal, he saw the familiar fishbone stairs under his feet, the towering bone seat on the stairs, and the huge skull sitting on the bone seat.

[Death]!

His benefactor summoned him again.

"Praise the great God of [Death]." Zhang Jizu greeted devoutly.

At this moment, he had too many doubts in his heart, so many that he wanted to ask whether this trial was really like what Cheng Shi said, a trial given to him by [Fraud], but before he could speak, the adult interrupted him.

His tone seemed calmer than before, making it hard to guess what he was thinking.

"You did a good job.

My deal with [Fraud] has been completed.

As for what you think...

Although I am not on good terms with [Fraud], I have to admit:

[Nothingness] is far more suitable for this era than [Life].

Faith will eventually move towards unity.

So, if you want to take the path of [Fraud]...

I don't object.

But you have to remember:

On his path, there is no truth in the world, past, or future."

As he spoke, a green flame flashed in the eyes of the huge skull, and a small skull burst out from the torrent of skulls beside the fishbone stairs and rolled in front of Zhang Jizu.

Zhang Jizu was still pondering the meaning of his benefactor's words, and then he heard the adult continue to say:

"【Life】 is not 【nothingness】.

But 【nothingness】 can contain 【life】.

If you really want to get close to 【nothingness】.

Use it to pray to Him.

I think 【fraud】 will not refuse."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Jizu felt the ground shaking, and suddenly a huge torrent of bones swept up in front of him, sweeping the entire fish bone hall in front of him.

He floated in the void in a daze, and soon fell down and returned to reality.

He put down the tombstone in his hand, took out the small skull given by the benefactor and looked at it carefully.

This skull clearly has the color of [Fraud]. Its front face has no eye sockets or nose holes, and even no teeth. It is just a pale bone face, and on this bone face, there are only two thin eye slits, just like [Fraud's] mask.

But after looking at it carefully for a while, Zhang Jizu felt that this bone face looked so much like...himself?

The corners of the eye slits of ordinary masks are all upturned. This is because [Fraud] likes to have fun the most, so the mask has a smile on it.

But the one in his hand has flat corners, which looks like elongated squinting eyes...

So this is the token that [Fraud] left with that adult?

Cheng Shi was right. That trial was for me?

But was I being laughed at?

Zhang Jizu's mood became strange for a while. He was silent, connecting all the details of this trial, and sorting out his thoughts over and over again.

It was not until he sorted out all his beliefs that he realized that he really didn't seem to have any other good choices.

[Life] is all wild, [Degradation] ends by self-destruction;

[Civilization] is conservative and rigid, [Chaos] is all crazy.

[Existence] is suitable, but they seem to have no interest in me.

On the contrary, [Nothingness] inexplicably gave me a chance to choose...

[Destiny] is not something that ordinary people can understand. So, it seems that only [Fraud] is left.

Zhang Jizu stroked the skull in his hand, pondered for a moment, and made a decision.

He decided to apply another layer of protective color for himself. Even if it was not for anything else, at least he would not be left too far behind by others on the road of faith fusion.

So he whispered to the skull: "Indistinguishable..."

Before he finished speaking, he disappeared again.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already in the void. Looking at the endless darkness under his feet, Zhang Jizu squinted his eyes tightly.

And just as he squinted his eyes, a pair of bright and magnificent star eyes opened in front of him.

The stars twinkled like a melody, and the spirals spun like an accompaniment. As soon as the eyes opened, the whole void seemed to be stained withHis mood became cheerful.

This was Zhang Jizu's first time to meet [Fraud]. Although he had heard about Fraud from some people, he was still a little nervous when he stood in front of a pair of starry eyes.

To be safe, he first offered his praise.

"Praise the great God of [Fraud]."

It was the same thing, but the name of the god [Death] was replaced by that of [Fraud].

The upturned eyes turned up even more after hearing this. He stared at the squinting eyes in front of him and laughed:

"You are worthy of being an old little bone. This dull look is exactly the same as his."

"......"

Just this sentence made Zhang Jizu confused.

To be honest, he had heard some... rumors about the God of Fun, but he really didn't expect those rumors to be true!

He was actually a god who would ridicule and even abuse other gods!

You should know that Zhang Jizu has only met three gods so far, and [War] has never shown up. But whether it is his benefactor [Death] or the [Truth] who is quite interested in him, their words and deeds are like the high [God].

But the one in front of him...

Why does he have a flavor of Zhen Yi and Cheng Shi?

No, no, no, it's wrong, you can't say that.

It should be said that Zhen Yi and Cheng Shi are worthy of being his believers, and they actually imitated their benefactor so...similar.

But Zhang Jizu couldn't respond to this, so he could only force a standard smile and remain silent.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the eyes turned slightly and teased again:

"Why, could it be that old bones are your second belief, and the first choice you made at the starting point of your destiny was...

[Silence]?"

"..."

It had nothing to do with [Silence], but your words sent me to [Silence].

Zhang Jizu was choked and embarrassed. In order not to leave a bad impression on his first audience, he could only bite the bullet and continue:

"Please forgive me, my true God, I feel that I am not...very compatible with your will, so I have been very confused in my heart, why did you...choose me?"

"Oh? Since you don't agree with my will, why do you pray to my token?

Do you know that this is a great sin of blasphemy!"

As he said this, his eyes narrowed like squinting eyes, and then the cheerful atmosphere in the void collapsed instantly, and endless cold winds were born out of thin air.

The wild wind whistled and blew, as if it would tear the blasphemer in the void into pieces in the next second.

Zhang Jizu felt that the flesh and blood of his limbs were losing consciousness, and even his vitality was rapidly dissipating, but he was not frightened, but suddenly he was not so nervous. He looked at the eyes above his head with enlightenment, and said seriously:

"There is no truth in the great [fraud] country, so you are not angry, everything in front of me should be an illusion."

"......"

Now it was the turn of those eyes to be silent.

The slightly narrowed eyes slowly opened, the stars stopped flickering, and the spirals stopped spinning. He sighed as if he had lost interest and said:

"He has some understanding, but not much, and some meaning, but not much.

This is why I hate the pen holder. He is too boring, as boring as a real piece of wood.

You are a believer of old bones, don't learn to be so serious as the pen holder.

But you are wrong about one thing, hee~

I am not angry, but it does not mean that the storm of nothingness is an illusion."

As soon as these words fell, Zhang Jizu's heart skipped a beat. He did not have time to think about who the so-called pen holder was. He felt a cold sweat on his forehead and back in an instant.

Because he found that he really had little life left, and no matter how hard he drove his hands and feet, his frozen hands and feet could no longer move.

It's bad, there is reality in the virtual, and there is virtuality in the real. His thoughts and attitudes are really more difficult to guess than other existences!

Seeing Zhang Jizu's nervous look, his eyes became happy again, and he laughed:

"Yes, I'm looking forward to your deception."

As he spoke, his eyes blinked slightly, and the stars connected into a line, and a smiling mask appeared out of thin air, slowly falling in front of Zhang Jizu.

"Okay, the audience ends here.

I have to hurry to Lao Gutou to laugh at him, otherwise today will be too boring.

Let's go."

"..."

Zhang Jizu was speechless as he watched [Fraud] disappear in front of him. If it weren't for the mighty power of [Nothingness], he couldn't resist. He even thoughtI met Zhen Yi once.

Thinking of Zhen Yi, his eyes narrowed again.

So this is how she was "born"! ?

Zhen Xin's terrible and annoying secondary personality is actually imitating... Him?

What about Cheng Shi, is he doing the same thing?

His mind was full of thoughts and his consciousness was falling. When Zhang Jizu opened his eyes again, he returned to the cemetery in reality, and the skull in his hand...

His hands were frozen by the wind of [Nothingness], and the skull in his hand had been replaced by a smiling mask and fell to the ground.

He treated himself helplessly until dusk fell before he had the strength to pick up the mask under his feet. Looking at this second belief prop that belonged to him, Zhang Jizu squinted his eyes with a complicated expression and murmured:

"【Fraud】...

Cheng Shi was right. His existence seemed to be for fun. He expected to see new fun in him.

Don't distinguish between true and false, don't talk about reality.

It seems that he doesn't care at all, but is this road really easy to walk?

Forget it. Since he has taken this step, he will not regret it and look back.

By the way, if 【Fraud】 and 【Death】 can be integrated, then the boundary between true death and false death...

Will it not be so clear in the future?"

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