Chapter 594

Nightfall quietly descended, dyeing the sky a deep sapphire blue, as the golden city transcended space and appeared, its radiance drowning out the lights of civilized cities.

Inside the city, the Golden Skull Orchestra played along with the conductor's baton, the soft strings intertwining with the grand brass, their soulful notes drifting through the air.

He clumsily tied a black tie, combed his hair into a mature style, and donned a sharp suit.

"Follow me—left hand, right hand, slow motion~"

Su Lin glanced at his reflection in the mirror and decided to press his left hand against his left thigh while raising his right hand forty-five degrees into a slow motion: "Victory forever!"

It was acceptable; whether in appearance or daily attire, the face of the Reaper—or rather, Otto—suited the current golden-haired character perfectly.

As for how well the character's persona matched…

It was top-tier.

By the way, shouldn't I put some more normal aliases in my ID when I go out?

Always using aliases like Qitian, Guyue, Otto, Tang San—now there's also Heydelihi—I should occasionally use ones like Ye Fan, Xiao Yan, Han Li.

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Is the real person right here in the group?

Nothing more.

Su Lin straightened his clothes and turned to leave; the luxurious glass mirror reflected behind him a gray figure hanging like a sloth or raccoon on his back.

"This character doesn't need a spirit behind him or a proxy."

He stepped forward and extended his right hand, grabbing the collar at the back of the figure's neck and yanking them down: "Has the trash can in New York lost its appeal to you?"

"Since arriving in this world, I've always wanted to say something to you," Xing steadied her stance and said, "I no longer wish to suppress my true thoughts."

After speaking, she lowered her head slightly, embarrassed.

Su Lin said nothing, his mouth curving into a paternal smile as he patiently waited, gesturing for her to continue.

"Qiong, listen to me."

"Mm, I'm listening."

"Please… look at me closely."

"Mm, I'm looking."

Having received the reply, Xing took a deep breath and clasped her hands tightly against her chest.

Three seconds later, she lifted her head, smiling as if summoning all her courage to voice her deepest thought:

"Lend me the transformation device."

"I refuse."

Su Lin smiled back: "Go pick up some trash."

The idiot raised her hand in a wind-up motion—Su Lin already knew exactly what she was thinking; she was pathetically transparent, even easier to read than Lu Mingfei.

Transformation device?

This thing is too early for children, but just right for adults!

Swish!

Xing grabbed Su Lin's belt and tugged: "Lend me the transformation device."

"You're a mature Core Spirit now—pay attention to your behavior and don't embarrass yourself!" Su Lin gripped her wrist, gradually increasing pressure to pull her away:

"Have you ever considered that Su Lin's reputation has been ruined by you and the rest of you boundary-less idiots?"

"Let go… let go, let me go!"

"I'm not an outsider," Xing gritted her teeth, still refusing to release her grip, tears glistening in her eyes as she cried out:

"We're close companions who pick trash together—how could you forget?!"

Unbidden memories of picking trash began playing in her mind.

It was in Belobog, the two of them laboriously rummaging through trash bins in the bitter winter, finding nothing, then curling up inside a garbage bin for warmth amid the swirling snowstorm.

History.

You mysterious bastard, wait till I get you.

"I've never picked up trash—I've only ever felt corpses like opening blind boxes."

"Qiuli gao, if I get the transformation device, I'll do anything."

Xing bit her lip, bracing her feet and leaning backward to gain leverage—suddenly, the belt in her hands grew loose.

She tumbled onto the ground, then rose, rubbing her waist in pain—but when she saw the mysterious knight's belt in her hand, a smile returned to her face.

"No lewd stuff."

Xing crossed her index fingers and added: "This game is currently rated 12+."

"I'll give you one chance to phrase it properly," Su Lin glanced at the others approaching behind Xing and tossed her the card pack.

Xingbao looked at the card pack and said: "It's now rated 16+."

"Disappear from my sight before I take the belt back."

【KamenRide Fu Fu Fu—Fu Sheng Xuan Huang Shangdi!】

A white knight composed of pure white light, bearing symbols of Lei Ting, the ocean, and the sun, soared into the sky.

"When does it become 18+?" Huiye crossed her arms and asked coldly: "Even if you add Xingbao, I wouldn't mind."

"Wait a minute," Yi Leina gripped Huiye's neck and pressed her wand against her head: "You're not the one who should say that!"

"I'm also one of Yi Leina's harem… uh…" Huiye's eyes rolled back as she fainted.

Su Lin's gaze passed over "Watching Lu Mingfei," "Huai Shi," Lu Lu Mu Yuan, and others, and spoke to Zhou Mingrui, the only other male present:

"Previously, yang energy was always too strong; I never realized when yin energy suddenly became so heavy."

"Does the yin energy you're talking about include us?" Lu Mingfei asked with a forced, humorless smile.

Who knows?

If it weren't for Zhou Mingrui being here, outsiders might think Su Lin had a flood of romantic luck today, but in truth, several "yoooooo"s were still lurking around.

"Why are all of you gathered here?" Su Lin changed the subject.

"Everyone wanted to give Mr. Stark some space for quiet thought, so we all stepped out," Lu Lu Mu Yuan explained, glancing at Huiye.

Huiye threw a tantrum and refused to be separated from Lu Lu Mu Yuan, so Xiao Yuan's Command Seal is currently in Huiye's hands.

Despite the unique nature and status of the "Circle of Reason" embedded in her body, which amplifies any magical attack to an absurd degree, it's impossible to let this child kill anyone—so they let this NEET take Xiao Yuan out to play.

Of course.

This woman is too "enthusiastic," to the point that Xiao Yuan is slightly afraid to be alone with her.

Recalling the time spent in the Eternal Night, Huiye's GAL games contained one-fourth with NTR elements; reportedly, the only way to feel true accomplishment was to achieve a Happy End in NTR Hell—but whether this woman had some peculiar fetish, Su Lin didn't know.

Perhaps it's not impossible to summon a certain chancellor without a Sacred Relic, relying solely on resonance.

"This illusion even has exclusivity—during its duration, I can't transform into Odin," Lu Mingfei said in despair.

Zhongli, White Zunzhe, and Teacher Yan Sen's side was too serious and dull; Ye Fan asked if he wanted to wear a belly wrap; Xiao Yan and Meng Qi prepared women's clothing for him; Ge Xiaolun's trashy KING had a strange look in his eyes.

After thinking it over, only here offered a place to lie low.

"Have you considered this Odin?" Su Lin pulled out a picture.

A golden-haired girl with pale skin, her right eye covered by an eyepatch, her figure accentuated by the open front of a fur coat.

"Just kill me."

"Really?"

"Sorry, I was joking."

Facing the Bai Guang in Su Lin's hand, Lu Mingfei chose to follow his inner guidance.

"Alright, you all find your own spots to play."

Su Lin very much wanted to take this opportunity to let Zhou Mingrui experience a memorable moment in the dream-within-a-dream of the Dreaming Space, with his otaku friend Longnü.

A sweet romance, only to awaken at dawn and realize it was all a dream, leaving behind only a hollow sense of loss.

This experience isn't bad.

Unfortunately, there are more important things to do right now.

After Loki's resignation, the entanglement of timelines is automatically resolving, which means the Holy Grail War has lost its official endorsement and backend technical support.

Although fragments of the "Light of the Azure Sky" can perform some illegal operations, as they say—

Being cautious never hurts.

Loki's attitude and reactions were strange, but Su Lin's trouble radar told him it was best not to dig too deeply into certain matters.

Before history automatically corrects itself and returns to normal, within this half of the Type-Moon set, harvest a batch of fragments using primordial divine power, then complete the Reincarnation Space's mission and extract Type-Moon.

Isn't it fine to keep it simple?

Start with rescuing Su Su Tuoni, or with Gwen's desk partner; if all else fails, farm some gold coins in the Hell's Kitchen starter map.

During this time, awaken a divine hand, develop mutant abilities, participate in various crises big and small, and build deep friendships with various beautiful superheroines.

Finally, punch the purple potato demon and kick the devourer of stars, completing a full Marvel journey.

And what am I doing here?

Getting involved in this omniversal-level event from the top is like jumping straight into a peak king-level match in a ranking tournament.

Think carefully—we're all first-timers in Marvel; why start with something this big?

In the end, my mindset was too inflated—I forgot myself with a little wealth, and in truth, I cannot participate in the chess game between these great beings and major factions.

【Su Su Tuoni (Loki): "Respected Fallen God, I have a great idea that can help you swiftly devour the Omniverse."】

Now, recover a batch of Azure Sky fragments to buy Su Su Tuoni some time, then deal with the Type-Moon universe's ruins in the Abyss.

【Su Su Tuoni (Loki): "At that time, you will replace all above, becoming the sole supreme being of this universe."】

"Do you think I'd just wander over here to become the supreme being for no reason?"

Su Lin closed the chat group—messages like this, clearly telecom scams, should have a block function.

【Su Su Tuoni (Loki): "Alright, I believe you're not the Fallen God!"】

【Su Su Tuoni (Loki): "I'll go争取 another chance."】

Loki, biting a gag, wearing handcuffs and leg irons, sat inside S. H. I. E. L. D.'s confinement cell, watching the old man in front of him mopping the floor, making muffled sounds.

"You know, I don't want to do this either," Stan Lee struggled to place the mop into the bucket, then heaved it out with effort:

"Can you imagine the nuclear launch button in the hands of someone who's malfunctioning here?"

"Especially when that someone is the president—I'd rather he had dementia."

He pointed to his brain, shrugged, and as he pulled the mop, the grease and grime on the floor gradually dissolved into a puddle of water.

"Oooommm?!" Loki flipped his hands and made a circular motion.

"Let me rephrase," Stan Lee stopped, placed his hands on the metal bar, and rested his chin while catching his breath:

"If the first president returns and gains 100% public approval, I could take a vacation in Norway, or manipulate votes from behind the scenes—I've done this before, after all."

"If a young man with a complex background and many degrees helps erase the first president's electronic ghost votes, I'd be delighted."

"But if this young man merges with my DC crazy friend and the first president into one person, I'd worry about zombies jumping out of comic books to eat my brain."

"I'd rather approve my countless rejected Cthulhu project proposals… wait, are they being attacked by zombies too?"

Stan Lee glanced at the messy confinement room, and Loki, gesturing wildly with his hands toward the stains and the bucket.

"Alright…"

He bent down and resumed cleaning: "You're right—it might just be my old friend playing a deadly joke."

As he cleaned, the water in the bucket grew darker, gradually turning ink-black, then deeper than ink—a darkness like the Abyss.

"But I've truly grown tired of this janitorial work," Stan Lee gazed at the lightless Abyss, then muttered to himself:

"But how can I believe you and them?"

"I'm starting to seriously wonder if you planned to switch jobs from the very beginning."

Loki exhaled in relief, sweat-drenched, he slid down against the glass wall of the interrogation room onto the bench.

"Ummmmgh." (Trust me once.)

In his mind, he pressed replay; flakes of Bai Xue fell again, each one carrying different images and emotions, gradually piling up into a vast library.

"Suspected temporal thief and burglar"

Because fragments of the Zhi Fa Library appeared on the other person's body, he noticed an insignificant lifeform.

"An anomaly that defies conventional understanding"

After observing for a long time, its growth rate and soul exhibited strange traits, suspected to be the product of someone's scheme, so helping him escape death was actually meant to capture him for study.

"A friend who helps burn away the chains of fate"

Beyond the cycle of Nirvana and death, reaching the ultimate realm, boundless void, he attained Zhi Fa through the study that encompasses infinite dimensions and all consciousness; his destiny and cost was to return to the other shore of Zhi Fa.

On that day, he burned down the library, saying in the ashes and karmic flames that if the library was gone, just rebuild another one—words utterly devoid of responsibility.

"Lover who unilaterally decided to interfere with my life"

Amid the howling wind, Fa La opened her eyes; light and shadow drifted like gauze, and a armored figure bearing symbols of Lei Ting, ocean, and sun was holding her.

"Cherish life. Don't commit suicide."

A genderless voice came from beneath the faceplate; the armored stranger was sprinting across the glass curtain wall, surrounding him were steel-and-concrete buildings flashing by, left behind.

"Think about your car loan, your mortgage, your student loan, your interstellar credit loan—better days are still ahead."

The masked knight who bravely saved the girl jumping from the building was Xing.

She leapt down, landing on a rooftop terrace where she set Fa La down.

"I'm just conducting a study."

Fa La observed the armor before her, whose concealment seemed fused with the "World."

"Study?"

"About whether my future self will intervene when my current life fragments face danger."

"How could such a thing happen?"

Xing rubbed his head upon hearing this, seemingly unable to comprehend.

"What's the point?"

"There is no point. Just as this independent individual itself shouldn't exist independently, thus possessing no meaning."

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"You could understand it as: my ex-husband and my own emotional memories have confused me, so I'm running an experiment."

Fa La rephrased: "My goal is to return to the unified temporal anchor point of my self; for this, I've prepared over a thousand weakening spells."

This is that thing, isn't it?

Otaku syndrome?

Xing thought for a moment, then decided to follow her lead and asked:

"Where's your ex-husband?"

"He's probably dead, but might have been reborn."

"Against heaven."

Xing evaluated.

Several minutes later, after confirming Fa La would not attempt suicide again, Xing observed from the shadows before dissolving into light and shadow and leaving.

Fa La withdrew her curious gaze, pulled out a glowing bookmark, and asked: "What is it?"

"Hello..."

"We've confirmed—the Rheinhard on that golden city isn't the real one. Could you come over?"

"The situation..."

"Is complicated."