After Cong Yu's brother heard the words "Beware Moerae," the crisis and disasters of Moerae had tormented Earthlings for many, many years.
And now, these words, "Beware Fate"...
Could something similar be happening again?
Xiao Cui really could not bring herself to feel happy.
"And..."
Cong Yu sighed softly and led Xiao Cui away.
They began descending the mountain along a stone passage from the bridge connecting one peak to another.
"Something like Fate feels even harder to guard against than Moerae... unless there's someone actually named Fate."
"If that were true, that would be great. Then we'd only have to fight Moerae again... but that possibility is very low."
Xiao Cui blinked at Cong Yu's words. "Right now, it feels like there are a lot of mysteries that haven't been solved..."
Yes, from Xiao Cui's perspective...
There were currently several mysteries waiting to be solved: "Why did Moerae go mad," "[lun.hui? Clan]," "Beware Fate," and "Sister Lin Yun's dream."
But for Cong Yu, there were even more questions before him.
For example...
What exactly was the [Divine Artifact: Hourglass] for?
Why had he come to this timeline?
What exactly was the Extinction Formula? Things like that.
The matter most closely tied to Cong Yu was his transmigration... It was not that transmigration itself was particularly unbelievable.
After all, this era had magic and gods.
But who had arranged for his transmigration? Why did it have to be him? What was his mission?
Questions that had accompanied every sleepless night for a very, very long time resurfaced once again at this moment.
Unfortunately, none of them could be answered.
"We can only unravel these doubts slowly. Let our future selves deal with them... For now, we should just focus on the scenery before us."
As he said this, Cong Yu