In the weird second dimension of killing gods

"It turns out that I can't get along with this person. We are both too strong-willed and both want to be the leader." Xiangzi sighed in his heart.

Looking at Huo Xia, I always feel like I’m looking at my past self.

Seemingly gentle, but actually strong.

Xiangzi could only frown and pretend to be nonchalant. "I don't care about you specifically, but you are my boss after all. Your safety is related to the stability of my work. I don't want to lose this job because of your accident, and I don't want to owe you too much because of this. Every time I think of my mother's sarcasm..."

She shook her head gently to stop complaining.

The relationship between you and the other person is not yet good enough to talk about these private matters together.

Although the specific sarcasm was not spoken aloud, Huoxia could imagine that Xiangzi's mother's words were probably as heartbreaking as a knife: "In the end, you still have to rely on others' charity."

"The relationship between you and your daughter seems to be very tense." Huo Xia said softly.

Xiangzi smiled bitterly: "When my parents divorced, I begged my mother not to be so heartless. It was obviously okay for my father to stay at home... But she said, 'You are just a student and cannot be responsible for other people's lives.' Since then, I have not wanted to see her much."

In the end, I said out loud what I didn't want to say in my heart.

Xiangzi subconsciously lowered his eyes and looked at the half-empty teacup. The orange-red tea looked like amber, reflecting the white wall of the cup.

Huo Xia gently spun the coffee cup in his hand, and amid the steam, he asked, "So in a fit of rage, you chose to follow your father who left the family with nothing. Now that you think about it, do you have any regrets?"

Xiangzi asked back: "Will you regret it?"

"I won't."

Xiangzi looked at Huoxia's determined eyes, and a warm current surged in his heart. He smiled softly, with a trace of relief in his eyes: "I can't do it either."

Huo Xia shook her head. "But I won't say something like 'There's no shortage of food for Dad at home'."

Xiangzi blushed a little: "I regret this too."

The two looked at each other, as if they had a lot to say but didn't need to express it.

The smiles they exchanged at this moment contained understanding, comfort and encouragement.

Xiangzi realized that he actually came here to find resonance, because the person on the other side was the same as himself, seemingly harmless and gentle, but in fact he was a monarch who had the final say and did not allow any extra voices in the team. That was why he wanted to inadvertently reveal his experience to him in order to find a sense of identity.

It was as if I was comforting myself, saying that my choice was not wrong, I was just too naive and had not reached the level of the man in front of me.

"It's so ugly..." Xiangzi laughed at himself in his heart.

Chapter 121 The First Day of School

Huo Xia said: "After talking about these unimportant things, it's time for us to talk about business."

As he spoke, he sent a document to Xiangzi using his tablet.

Xiangzi calmly picked up the phone, frowned slightly, and felt a little unhappy when he saw the message on the lock screen.

The commonly used communication software in Japan is LINE Card, a communication application launched in 2011. As of today (2016), the number of users of this software has exceeded one billion and is still increasing.

By the way, Huoxia’s adoptive mother, Nagasaki Mana, also became rich in two years thanks to this software. Later, she relied on her connections and experience in operating LINE to help Huoxia advance the short video software project.

Although the equity is somewhat complicated, LINE is now said to be the property of the Nagasaki family, so there should be no problem.

Because LINE did not have Huo Xia's involvement, it also retained the much-criticized "read" function.

Xiangzi habitually keeps the screen locked and reads the message bar of LINE so that "read" will not be displayed.

As for her previous interpersonal relationships, she directly cut off most of them, and only kept a few people, but she would also read their messages in this way.

"How long will this guy keep pestering me?" Xiangzi complained in a low voice.

Huo Xia naturally heard it.

"Why, did someone send you harassing messages?"

Xiangzi had a blank expression on his face. "It's my fault, but... now that it has come to this, it's time to let go of the past and look forward. No one will take the house games of their carefree childhood seriously. No one..."

Huo Xia said: "It's always hard to accept."

"I know, that's the only way." Xiangzi sighed.

She also knew that it was her fault, so even though she was often bombarded with a bunch of inexplicable text messages like this, she did not block the other party, but just avoided them.

Don’t read, don’t reply.

I hope the other person can forget these things as soon as possible.

Anyway, it was just a very short period of time. Although it makes people miss it, it was just an extremely short period of time after all.

You can always forget.

But being reminded of the past all the time made Xiangzi a little angry, even though she had tried very hard to forget it!

Is it revenge?

Or is it a provocation?

Xiangzi was in a slightly bad mood.

Huo Xia thought about it and suggested, "Why not block the other party?"

Xiangzi frowned and looked at him, his eyes full of suspicion.

"You won't read or reply anyway, so the other party shouldn't be able to find out even if you block them." Huo Xia encouraged them, wanting to watch the fun.

"And if they really care, they can still find out about your situation if they want."

"Even if I take a step back, I can still understand your difficulties and stop asking more questions."

"Sending harassing text messages like this only shows that I don't really care about you and my mind is full of myself!"

Xiangzi glanced at him, recalled for a moment, and shook his head. "In the final analysis, it's all my fault. Because of my self-esteem, I didn't want her, who was in the opposite situation as me, to know about this experience... Forget it, if I tell you this, you will only say that I 'got it for myself'."

"You really deserve it." Huo Xia did not refute, but changed the subject, "But I don't think you did anything wrong, I just think you are too sensible. Compared to the wealthy and confident mother, it is indeed the decadent father who needs you more."

Xiangzi was stunned for a moment, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously, "If only my bastard dad could think like you."

Huoxia kept smiling.

It’s so easy to understand.

Although he didn't know the whole story, Huoxia had met too many people and basically had a picture of Xiangzi's experience in his mind. It was nothing more than a breakdown in the relationship between his parents. When it came to custody, Xiangzi finally chose his father who had left the house with nothing.

When Shoko turns 18, the Toyokawa family will take him back.

However, before he turned eighteen, the Toyokawa family would probably have just sat back and watched Shoko struggle at the bottom of society.

"This choice can be said to offend both parents at the same time..." Huo Xia looked at Xiangzi who was reading the form carefully, and felt some emotion in his heart.

He felt that Xiangzi and Su Shi's experiences were similar, yet opposite.

When Su Shi was in fifth grade, her parents divorced peacefully.

Huo Xia also knows a little about the specific reasons for the divorce.

Ms. Nagasaki and Mr. Ichinose have serious conflicts of values.

Mr. Ichinose hopes to return to his hometown in Shikoku and live there instead of continuing to struggle in Tokyo.

As a strong woman with outstanding working ability, Ms. Nagasaki is determined to make a name for herself in Tokyo.

Neither side could convince the other, and they finally divorced peacefully.

Will Suyo stay in Tokyo or go to Shikoku?

The couple had the same idea and hoped that Su Shi would stay in Tokyo. After all, Tokyo's educational resources and everything else were much better than the countryside in Shikoku.

Su Shi also obeyed the couple's ideas and followed Ms. Nagasaki Mana.

Although Mr. Ichinose seemed to have disappeared, as far as Huoxia knew, this man still had some properties in Shikoku, and he left them all to Suyo. Even if something unexpected happened to the Nagasaki family in the future, it could be Suyo's last refuge.

But there is no place for Huo Xia in this harbor...

After all, Huo Xia is still an outsider.

It was completely the opposite for Xiangzi. The Toyokawa family should have divorced peacefully and hoped that their daughter would stay in a better place, but Xiangzi resolutely chose his father out of his strong self-esteem.

It can be said that I offended both my parents at the same time.

To say that I have offended someone is a bit too much...

But he must be very angry.

I wanted to let Xiangzi suffer a little so that she could sober up.

"I've finished reading it." Xiangzi put down his phone and narrowed his eyes. "You want to enter the game in July for [Spell: Rain of Weapons]... Can I ask why?"

Huo Xia explained: "My situation is a bit special. If I enter the game, the difficulty is likely to increase, so I hope to find some veterans, at least I won't die in the game."

"I understand." Xiangzi nodded slightly.

She didn't ask why.

Anyway, Huo Xia said the difficulty will increase, so the difficulty will increase.

I am afraid that in name it is the difficulty of the first four sufferings, but in reality it is the difficulty of the suffering of death.

Well, if the players who enter these places don't have any skills, they will probably be affected and killed.

That's why we need to find an expert.

It can provide help, at least not be a burden, and can also prevent people from being caught off guard and killed.

Xiangzi said, "I am happy to help you, but my fate is only over 1,000, which is the threshold for psychics. I am far from being able to stand on my own. I hope you can teach me the method of practicing cursed power like you did for Ryuju Momo and Sakayanagi Arisu."

Huo Xia nodded slightly, "Okay."

"I have another question." Xiangzi asked, "Why did you choose the spell [Weapon Rain]?"

"As far as I know, this spell is difficult to obtain and has only appeared once. However, it has been criticized and considered useless."

"It's not even as good as my [Spell·Forget] and Cursed Object·Puppetry String. The input and output are totally unequal."

Huo Xia also patiently explained this doubt: "The spell of Rain of Weapons, the god from which it came, and the descriptions of this game by other players in the comprehensive forum, the spells and cursed objects they finally obtained... should be from the gods in the Huaxia region."

"In Chinese folk mythology, weapon rain is one of the killing moves of the Monkey King Sun Wukong and Prince Nezha."

"They think this spell doesn't work, just because they don't have the ability."

What did the Monkey King Sun Wukong throw out?

It’s the Ruyi Jingu Bang!

What did Nezha throw out?

They are six magical weapons for fighting demons!

What weapons did they throw?

Of course, Huo Xia still has something to say. The earliest source of the classic skill "Weapon Rain" cannot be verified, but Sun Wukong, Nezha, Erlang Shen, Bull Demon King, Zhenwu Emperor, Hua Guang... many Chinese "Steel Gods" have used it.

It is a common and well-known spell.

In other words, the god behind this [Sea of ​​Bitterness Game] chosen by Huoxia is most likely the heroic god of China!

If only I could invite him to the earth...

That’s quite a profit!

Even if the end is the same as last time, and the god behind the [door] has left, you can still obtain [Spell·Weapon Rain], which is a good choice to use to control and develop [Saving Divine Sword] or [Sky Bow].

Xiangzi accepted Huoxia's statement, and as if he had thought of something, he added: "By the way, during the time you were away, a knight group from Britain has been investigating the inside story of the [Promotion Chart] game, but I didn't tell anyone."

“This is the mailbox I exchanged.”

As he said that, he took out an envelope from his schoolbag and handed it to Huoxia.

……

The spring breeze of April is blowing gently.

Cherry blossoms fluttered like snowflakes into the emerald green water, creating ripples.

The air is filled with a faint scent of pollen, mixed with the vitality and laziness of spring, making people feel a little drowsy.

It's another school year.

Students returned to school one after another, full of anticipation for the new semester and a little tiredness.