Destiny in Performance

The threads in the air continued to spread, but Cheng Shi could no longer see them clearly. He could only vaguely sense a mysterious and profound power of "Destiny," but such a weak power was not enough for him to discern the direction.

So the Blind Man who released the talent, became his human navigator, leading him through the town and towards the mines outside the town.

The town style of the Door of Falling is very different from the Civilization on the Surface. The living areas here are not arranged in a compact manner, and the buildings are not clustered together. Instead, they are scattered in patches here and there. Looking at the town layout, it is as if someone came from outside, found that there were people living here, randomly picked a place on the outskirts to settle down, and then gradually gathered a group of people to develop into a new area.

This resulted in the town covering a very large area, and the two of them walked quite a distance.

However, Cheng Shi was not idle along the way. He observed and looked around, and occasionally chatted with passers-by. He treated the search for clues as a leisurely stroll and sightseeing. When he was in high spirits, he even picked two Small Ball Flower from the street and stuck them in Yadelik's nostrils, claiming that he wanted to beautify the corpse and please his companions.

Whether the corpse was beautified or not is another matter, but the companions were not pleased at all.

Seeing Cheng Shi's "lively" demeanor, the Blind Man sighed softly, thinking to himself that the other party was far too relaxed, but the more relaxed he was, the further this Fate Weaver deviated from his true nature.

She was Chosen of God by Destiny and believed that she had some ability to see through the essence of things under the blessing of Nothingness. Therefore, everything Cheng Shi did seemed to her to be a deliberate attempt to distance himself from the world.

He keeps his true nature locked deep inside, unwilling to expose it, yet he plays the role of a well-known Fate Weaver with a relaxed facade. Isn't this also a kind of Nothingness, a kind of Nothingness of self that is not self?

"Have you always been like this?" the Blind Man suddenly asked.

"?" Cheng Shi blinked, pretending not to understand.

"Sometimes, I feel you're more like Clown than a Fate Weaver."

"..." The Clown you're talking about had better be a profession.

Cheng Shi twitched his lips and pursed his lips. "You really know how to tell fortunes?"

The Blind Man nodded, then shook his head:

"I know a little, but not how to calculate, I just observe."

[Destiny] There is no need for calculation. It is always before people's eyes. It labels different Destiny and then waits for each life to choose its own path.

He never interfered with people's choices, yet people always blamed his indifference for their Indifference.

Little did people know that it was not Destiny that dictated Destiny, but rather each individual who dictated their own Destiny.

He wrote countless scripts and created countless characters, but there will always be people who are eager to find those tragic characters and then put them on themselves.

I can't see how those scripts end, but I can see some blurry images, and I know who is going to act out which scenes...

After hearing this discourse on "Destiny," Cheng Shi suddenly realized that the Blind Man's becoming the Chosen of God "Destiny" was indeed not due to good luck.

She truly understands Destiny; at least in some aspects, she almost rivals me in her understanding.

Cheng Shi immediately became interested. He tilted his head to look at his teammate dressed in black, and asked with great interest:

"Can you foresee what kind of Destiny awaits me?"

The Blind Man didn't speak, but Cheng Shi a Dice. It was a six-sided Dice, and the striking red 1 immediately caught Cheng Shi's eye.

"I'm sorry, divination is a personal habit of mine. When there is no need to use force, I often do divination for my choices. It is not to predict the future, but to correct the present."

I am always mindful of whether I have strayed from the guidance of "Destiny," and this method has always been effective, propelling me to the position of Chosen of God.

But...

Cheng Shi, you are a very strange person. When I ask about things related to you, the divination is perfectly normal.

But the moment I try to delve deeper into you as a person, my Dice will invariably roll a 1.

The Blind Man suddenly stopped, looked at Cheng Shi with curiosity, and asked thoughtfully:

"Today, I've already earned 8 points out of my curiosity."

I don't think it's a coincidence, nor do I think Destiny has gone astray in your case. When something happens repeatedly, I can only speculate that this is your Destiny.

So I'm very curious about what kind of story you portrayed, and what kind of portrayal would make the Dice in my hand always land on a 1.

Cheng Shi, I want to ask again, will my sincerity today earn me an answer?

"..."

If I could give you the answer, would I still call myself Cheng Shi?

Should I just change my name to "Destiny"?

The Blind Man spoke with curiosity, but Cheng Shi felt a sense of powerless fear upon hearing it.

If even other Believer in "Destiny" see a predetermined guidance of 1 point regarding their own destiny, can this so-called Predestination end still be changed?

Did Cheng Dashi's retrospection and the fall of [Prosperity] have any impact on it?

Will the world, the Cosmos, the era... ultimately lead to utter Nothingness in the script He wrote?

For a moment, Cheng Shi's mind was in turmoil. He looked at the conspicuous dot in the Blind Man's hand and had a feeling that it wasn't Predestination Destiny, but rather the red nose of some Clown...

He hesitated for a moment, then instead of answering the other person's question, he asked another question.

"Your secret divination of me can hardly be considered sincere, An the Chosen."

However, I'm magnanimous and won't hold it against you, but before answering this question, you have to answer one of my questions first.

The Blind Man did not refuse; she nodded and said, "Okay."

"Very well, my question is, if I share my story with you, will Zhen Xin... know about it?"

"That Zhen Yi... will Zhen Yi know?"

"So that's what you're worried about?" The Blind Man was taken aback, then chuckled. "That's right, Xin Xin and I do talk about everything, but even the best of friends have secrets. As long as you don't have any ill intentions towards Xin Xin, I don't think this is a problem."

As for Zhen Yi... even if Xin Xin knew, she could control her Memory; otherwise, the mess she made would be far greater than it is now.

Really!

Zhen Xin can indeed control Zhen Yi's Memory!

That explains everything that happened before. Cheng Shi nodded to himself, then asked with a puzzled look, "Since Zhen Xin also thinks Zhen Yi is a nuisance, why not take back all of her Memory?"

"This is the second problem, Cheng Shi. You are cautious enough when sharing your own story, but you are also Greed enough when coveting other people's stories. Your behavior is no different from those prisoners in the jail and Yadelik on your shoulder."

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