An Mingyu: I Have Greeted Death

What did you see?

That's a good question. The smile on the Blind Man's face gradually faded, his brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of worry flashed across his face.

She suddenly realized that she still knew too little about them. Even after meeting several of them, she still knew nothing about them, or rather, about the one outside of them [*He].

It turns out that in this world, in this game, there is actually a god who has never been known to the players?

And he is a god who cannot be looked at directly, cannot be fathomed, and cannot be predicted!

Since [*He] is so mysterious, how did Cheng Shi... know about it?

Who told him this?

The Blind Man was in a state of turmoil. She was not only afraid of her own ignorance and recklessness, but also worried about the Fire Keeper who was traveling with her.

She had seen her future standing alongside the Fire Keeper, so she was somewhat worried that her calculations might have exposed the hidden Fire Keeper to the gaze of some irresistible being.

This god, whom Cheng Shi calls the "Origin," must be of a higher rank than the existing sixteen "He"s; otherwise, "He" would not have been able to directly destroy his own "Destiny" Dice and take his own life under the protection of the Lord of Grace.

What exactly is "He"? And what does He look like...?

The Blind Man's thoughts returned to this question. She had been searching for a cognitive anchor for all existence in the Cosmos that belonged to her. The "vision" of [Destiny] helped her accomplish this feat, but this time, she failed.

Because she saw nothing, not even darkness!

She died the moment she shook the Dice.

As for what number the 23-sided "Destiny" die in her hand rolled before turning to ash, she had no idea.

All she knew was that her biggest Dice... seemed to be gone forever.

"I'm sorry, Qin Xin, I can't share this with you until I've fully investigated it." An Mingyu shook his head slightly at Qin Xin, looking apologetic. "The Fire Keeper is special; it should stay away from danger as much as possible before the cost can be estimated."

Qin Xin raised an eyebrow thoughtfully, seemingly having guessed something. However, since Fire Seeker was unsure whether he would share it with him, he naturally wouldn't insist on knowing anything.

So he nodded, smiled at the two people in front of him, and said:

"I apologize as well, but this identity has caused you some difficulty in weighing the options. In that case, I'll just stick to being a bodyguard outside. At least a burly bodyguard won't allow anyone to disturb you."

As he spoke, the founder of the Passing the Flame actually left without any curiosity whatsoever, taking the unconscious Aromani with him as he went. Now, only the two Believer of "Destiny" remained in the room, and an exchange between the riddle tellers began once again.

But is it really a riddle this time?

No!

Absolutely not!

The moment Qin Xin closed the door, An Mingyu shook his head with a bitter expression and said, "I didn't see anything. This time, there wasn't even darkness."

Cheng Shi's expression changed slightly, and the anxiety that had been hanging over him finally subsided. He was not surprised by this answer. If one could understand [*He] through a death divination, then perhaps, during the era of Faith fervor when Afros was active, there would have been many attempts to do so from the Subgod.

Soon, a smile returned to Cheng Shi's face. Since the most serious topic had reached a dead end, it was time to talk about something lighter, such as... how this Chosen of God "Destiny" was resurrected with the help of that the Great One.

Your recklessness killed you, and I saved you. Regardless of what prompted your recklessness, An the Chosen, shouldn't you at least show some gratitude for saving my life?

That was Cheng Shi's thought at that moment. He knew he didn't need to ridicule a Fire Keeper, but if he didn't mention the fact that he had gained something by doing nothing, it would be too unfair to his nature.

So Cheng Shi opened his mouth with a sarcastic Yin-Yang that sounded like Deception, instantly turning the heavy atmosphere in the room around.

"Are you a fan of Fish Leong?"

"?" The Blind Man paused for a second, her mind racing with thoughts, and didn't immediately understand Cheng Shi's meaning. She simply nodded and said, "I haven't heard much, but I have heard a bit. Why?"

But as soon as she finished speaking, she and Cheng Shi fell silent.

The Blind Man was silent because he was delirious and talking nonsense, while Cheng Shi was simply speechless.

You're not a girl, can't you tell the difference between good and bad words? You actually went for it!

So, after being resurrected from the dead through the Door of Falling, you've connected with the local brain circuits, haven't you? You're now on the same wavelength as that couple, aren't you?

Cheng Shi rolled his eyes speechlessly, then chuckled. He casually found a stool, sat down, and tilted his head to signal the Blind Man to be more considerate and tell him what had happened, so that the person who saved him would know just how great his contribution was.

The Blind Man understood, and also sat down at the table, his face serious and methodical as he began to speak:

"I... have an audience with Death."

Cheng Shi raised an eyebrow, not at all surprised, and thanked Mouth Brother Zui in his heart, but he soon realized that he had thanked him too early.

"He... seems to dislike me somewhat, no, it should be that He dislikes the aura of death emanating from me."

Although my consciousness was extremely confused at that time, as if my body had been taken over, under the protection of the [Nothingness], I could still feel a slight Change in the outside world, especially after entering the Void, this perception was slightly amplified.

Therefore, I sensed His disgust and felt His rejection.

He does not want to resurrect me.

At that moment, I did feel a sense of fear, which accumulated in my mind. I thought my recklessness had buried my path in the game, but for some reason, after a long silence, He still chose to save me.

Praise for [death].

If one has never experienced loss, one will not appreciate the beauty of life.

No wonder He is the finale of life. Before the resting point forged by countless vibrant lives, what He gives to the Cosmos is never an abrupt end, but a lingering echo that inspires deep thought.

I suddenly understand why you wanted to get close to death, Cheng Shi. Have you also truly... died once?

Died once?

Cheng Shi twitched his lips and chuckled inwardly.

If I hadn't died enough, I wouldn't dare say I was ambitious under my boss's Bone Throne.

Besides, how can having an audience with that the Great One be considered death?

That's called rushing to!

But you are indeed dead. Your death is different from mine; you courted death.

Cheng Shi pursed his lips and carefully examined the Chosen of God one of [Destiny] who had fallen An Jing again. After a while, he realized that it seemed there was nothing more to come.

That's it? That's all?

The Blind Man raised his head, his face somewhat blank. "What... are you still expecting?"

"Where is your audience? Didn't you say you had an audience?"

Didn't He say a few words to you?

"?" The Blind Man frowned slightly, a look of doubt on his face. "It is already a blessing to be summoned, and whether or not to grant words is the will of the gods. How can it be up to me to decide?"

No...

Cheng Shi nearly choked on his breath. He stared at the Blind Man in disbelief and asked uncertainly, "So you just appeared in the Fishbone Hall, and then He glanced at you and sent you back?"

"Yes." The Blind Man nodded, then said thoughtfully, "So the place where [Death] resides is called the Fishbone Hall ..."

???

Ah?

Girl, are you trying to be abstract with me?

You don't even know Fishbone Hall? What kind of audience is this?

Oh, but that makes sense. To be precise, the one waiting to be resurrected is the blatant "Gongyang Jiao." For a dead person like you to have any senses at all is already a stroke of Destiny.

However, wasn't this audience a bit too rough?

Also, shouldn't that the Great One be neutral? Why would he be disgusted by the Blind Man's death? Was it genuine disgust or Blind Man's illusion?

What caused Him to change His mind and resurrect the Blind Man? It couldn't have been just the words He had brought with Him, could it?

Hiss--

Am I that important? Surely not.

Mouth Brother, are you trying to trick me again?

Also, wouldn't that the Great One hold a big grudge against him for this?

Will I need to take out a loan to work from now on?

That won't do! I'm fine with saving people, but how can I let myself suffer a huge loss for no reason!

Who's going to cover this deficit for me?

Cheng Shi was speechless. He scratched his head and looked at the Blind Man in front of him with a blank expression.

"You..."

"How?"

Cheng Shi opened his mouth for a long time, but in the end he sighed and did not "exploit" the Fire Keeper.

"Was your previous audience with them the same? They glanced at you and then let you go?"

Blind Man talked, he gradually regained his shrewdness. When Cheng Shi asked him this question, he smiled and nodded, saying, "You want to know who I have met?"

Cheng Shi stopped pretending. Having suffered a great loss, he had to make up for it in other ways. Gathering information was a way to recover his losses, so he nodded directly and said, "Yes, can you tell me?"

"War, Folly, time, and... our Twin Gods Lord of Grace Nothingness, Deception."

"...?"