Time Gave the Answer Once Again

"How did you get here? That's something new!"

Cheng Shi was amused. He didn't care that Zhang Jizu could find his Rest Area, because just by looking at the other person, he could guess that his arrival was probably related to that the Great One.

Since this was authorized by that the Great One, there is not much risk involved. Moreover, the person who came was Squinty Old Zhang, a Priest, like himself, worked two jobs under that the Great One and the God of Merriment!

He jogged over to the Little Skull, squatted down, and carefully examined his former teammate, beaming with delight.

"Nice new skin, looks great in work clothes, he looks so energetic!"

Zhang Jizu was stunned for a moment before he realized that the work clothes referred to the current state of his skull. He sighed helplessly and said:

"That the Great One gave me a small toy, which I can use to find you, so I came here."

It really was Him!

But...

Small toys?

Cheng Shi raised an eyebrow, as if he had thought of something, and his tone instantly became teasing:

"Something's not right, Old Zhang. Did you go to Him for a reward because you were envious and jealous after I told you that I was given a toy by that the Great One?"

"..."

These words left Zhang Jizu speechless.

To be honest, he didn't really want it. Nobody knew why that the Great One suddenly gave him a key that led to Cheng Shi's Rest Area. And coincidentally, there were endless corpses in Zhang Jizu's Cemetery. Although some of the corpses had decomposed into bones, death preferred bones.

So he came, and then... he was ridiculed.

Most importantly, it's difficult to refute this statement. If you explain it, it seems like you're covering up something; if you don't explain it, it's seen as an admission.

So the curious squinty-eyed man was helplessly disappointed and squinted his eyes again.

However, since the form was a skull, his squinting action was not reflected on the bone, so in Cheng Shi's eyes, this lack of rebuttal became an admission.

So he smiled even more brightly.

"Tsk, Old Zhang, you're a bit too competitive."

"..."

Zhang Jizu could no longer smile; he even wondered why he had come all this way.

Cheng Shi burst into laughter at Xiao Gutou's stunned expression, but he knew when to stop, so he soon stopped laughing, patted his squinty-eyed head, and said:

"Alright, alright, I won't laugh at you anymore. What are you doing here, Little Bone?"

"..."

Zhang Jizu squinted at Cheng Shi, speechless. He had to convince himself for a long time to hold back from cursing at him. He sighed again and said, "I..."

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Cheng Shi suddenly interrupted him, as if he had thought of something very urgent and important. He immediately stood up and ran towards the warehouse in the Rest Area.

With a commotion, he soon brought out an old wooden chair and placed it in front of the Chosen of God of death, amidst Zhang Jizu's furrowed brows and puzzled expression.

"It's comfortable to sit in."

Upon hearing Cheng Shi's words, Zhang Jizu was taken aback, and then a sense of surprise flashed through his mind.

When did he become so considerate of others?

This guy probably doesn't want to talk to me in a condescending manner, so he wants me to sit in this chair.

But how could I possibly jump up there in this position?

Should we wait for his help?

So Zhang Jizu slowly looked at Cheng Shi, and began to wait for something.

But to his utter surprise, just as he was waiting for Cheng Shi move, this absurd Clown suddenly chuckled evilly and actually walked around him and sat down.

Yes, Cheng Shi sat down himself!

He sat down right in front of Zhang Jizu!

As Cheng Shi sat in his chair, looking down at the Little Skull on the ground from a higher position, he made satisfied, clicking-tsk-like sounds of wonder.

"Tsk, so this is how that the Great One usually sees me."

"??????"

Zhang Jizu was dumbfounded.

What is this person doing?

He actually imitated the Great One on the Bone Throne right in front of me?

No, buddy...

What kind of thought process could lead someone to do something like this?

Chen Shu wouldn't do such a despicable thing, would he?

Even if it's Zhen Yi... never mind, that unlucky guy is probably capable of doing it.

Okay, okay, you guys are really good at Deception...

The thought had barely crossed his mind when he paused, because he suddenly remembered that he was now also Believer in "Deception".

"..."

Zhang Jizu's heart skipped a beat, his lips twitched slightly, and his eyelids twitched wildly. Although the skull could not reveal his expression, there was no doubt that this Chosen of God of "death" was now speechless to the extreme.

At this moment, the squinty-eyed man wished he could just smash Cheng Shi's skull with a single blow, drag him back to the Cemetery, bury him, and let this unreliable swindler keep company with Mo Shu's fake grave.

Although the Little Skull remained expressionless, Cheng Shi sensed the atmosphere around him was beginning to crumble. He quickly suppressed his mischievous smile, coughed twice casually, and hastily changed the subject:

"Ahem... Let's get down to business, let's get down to business."

Zhang Jizu squinted at him and glanced at him sideways, without saying a word.

Cheng Shi's face froze, and he awkwardly got off the chair and squatted on the ground.

He squinted and remained silent.

Cheng Shi twitched his lips, sighed, and obediently carried Zhang Jizu upstairs.

When those dark eye sockets were level with Cheng Shi's gaze, Zhang Jizu finally spoke softly:

"I encountered Poison."

"?"

The very first sentence startled Cheng Shi. He blinked rapidly, looked at Zhang Jizu, frowned slightly in thought, and then chuckled:

"What's wrong? You two don't get along?"

The Little Skull shook its head. "No, she helped me. Although I don't remember exactly who she blocked for me after the Trials, I'm sure she did help me."

And it's only because of you.

Cheng Shi raised an eyebrow and became even happier.

It's good to be grateful, but Poison... well, let's just leave it at that. Let's go our separate ways after this deal is done.

However, he did not respond, because Zhang Jizu was still continuing.

"She has found her own second Faith."

"?" Cheng Shi was stunned. He wasn't surprised, but he was somewhat astonished by how quickly the Poison was processed. "So fast?"

So fast?

A glint flashed in Zhang Jizu's eyes, and he said knowingly, "It really is related to you."

Cheng Shi chuckled twice, "It's not exactly related, but it has a tiny bit of influence. What, did she embrace some kind of Faith? It's not like she actually 'Birth' to someone, is it?"

When Cheng Shi said the word "Birth," he involuntarily trembled.

He was genuinely scared.

"[Birth]? No, it's not [Birth], it's not even [life]."

I'm curious, Cheng Shi, you clearly have a secondary personality called "Destiny," so why are you pushing Poison towards your opposite?

Was this a calculated move or a mistake?

"???"

Cheng Shi was stunned.

"What opposition?"

Ah?

"Squinty Old Zhang, what do you mean? You're saying she... combined [time]?"

Zhang Jizu automatically ignored some meaningless words and nodded solemnly:

"Yes, the evil one has also become a future Another Day Assassin, and the Poison has become very strong."

"..."

6.

6 flipped.

No, Afros, how exactly did you give guidance?

You led your Lord of Grace's Believer to the Warden you.

What does that mean? Is he trying to get a reduced sentence by offering a beautiful woman to the Warden?

Um?

Is this reliable?

Time is also Filth and Decay everyone avoids, yet you don't seem to care at all.

Can you possibly be more powerful than the Filth and Decay that destroyed Order?

Why does this "existence" give off such a narcissistic vibe? Is it just my imagination?

There's even Poison. You're really hard-hearted, much harder than me. Although I'm repaying a debt of gratitude and have no right to criticize your choices, you just ran off to my other side like that.

That's really something. [Existence] just came over and tricked me, and the random piece I left behind inexplicably ended up in my opponent's chess box.

That's amazing, but what can I do?

All I can do is fucking praise Destiny.

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