Chapter 943: NO．66：Sincerity

NO．66：Sincerity

Heiqian ultimately never found an opportunity to silence (crossed out) teach the other party a lesson.

Xintiaoqian, who appears extremely casual and careless, always carries her weird satchel, one whose capacity is unknown.

And inside that satchel are an equally unknown number of monster models that can still exert their strange abilities even without being materialized, ensuring that at least one is always standing beside her.

This can be said to have maximized her self-preservation awareness.

Based solely on this, Heiqian could completely believe that all of this woman's casualness shown so far is an act, a performance, a vile means to numb herself.

But she also couldn't help but admit it.

Compared to herself, who always wanted to strike first, the other party truly follows the betting rules very closely.

Clearly, from the start she had achieved a huge advantage in face-to-face confrontation; if she really wanted to fight, relying on her monsters in hand and possibly disobedient Kailifu, she would likely be at a disadvantage.

After all, the other party's monster models can still be useful even without being materialized.

The significance of this instant-cast advantage in actual combat is clear even to her, an ordinary female high school student in terms of knowledge.

But the other party indeed did not make a move.

Initially, Heiqian still thought, given the unclear advantage and lack of pressure, she might as well play along with her.

She wanted to find an opportunity to humiliate this creator who forgot her, caused everything, and naively thought that leaving here would wash away all sins.

But now…… she admits she's getting a bit anxious.

The destruction of the tangible and intangible monsters means she has lost another good card in her hand; her hand now looks very bad, and Aomo Lindun's sobriety, as well as his intention to tell Xiang Yuta the truth, are about to leave her with no way out.

Although that does not mean total defeat—the 'god' has not yet acted, and the current situation is nothing more than rushing toward the final showdown.

But by then, she will have to rely entirely on the god's performance.

That is absolutely not the victory she wants, nor can it vent her resentment; reaching that point still equals her defeat.

"But your subconscious even doubts whether your god can win, right?"

"... What nonsense are you spouting?"

Raising her blood pressure a lot doesn't improve her ability to lower blood pressure, but it does improve her acting, so she no longer makes such frequent mistakes.

For now she can still put on a calm and breezy attitude, facing Xintiaoqian's occasional 'trash talk' attacks.

"Don't think I'm just a bit taller, a bit bigger, a bit more mature than you; I actually learned a lot in another world~" she said cheerfully, uttering those words that are like stepping on the gas once, each raising Heiqian's blood pressure a bit; the pink-haired JK sat on the chair she had summoned, swinging her legs while eating chips.

Taking advantage of this place's special nature, she indulges in a fixed calorie intake without needing to lose weight.

"Although I can't just glance at someone and read a ton of information like Little Snake can, if I want to look at my past self, I don't need to observe that closely."

"I am definitely not your past self."

"You're just walking my old path, and even worse than I was back then," Xintiaoqian said, glancing at the Kailifu on the wall, "Alexis at least maintains a superficial cooperative relationship with me; if anyone were to claim godhood, it would be me, not him."

"Don't say that, Xiao Xian, I'm genuinely maintaining a cooperative relationship~" the 3D painting on the wall still chuckled.

"Even the person in front of you doesn't believe that, huh," Xintiaoqian replied with the same chuckle, then turned her head again, "Come to think of it, what makes you think it's a god? Just because it brings soil moisture?"

"Why should I tell you?" Heiqian said coldly.

"This isn't just about wanting to see what kind of miracles your fledgling religion can display to attract followers, right? I've even been called a god before, though it's embarrassing, but I'm still curious about the true god."

"I'm amazed you can say something like that, you irresponsible creator."

"Oh come on, I'm not back to take responsibility, I've always wanted to apologize to you, but now I'd rather know who led your once-stable life astray."

"You didn't care back then, and now you want to take responsibility?"

"Um… this topic keeps getting weirder, and I'm still just about to turn 18—how am I supposed to feel like a single mom abandoning her child?"

"You—!"

"This bet, I'm serious about it, Heiqian."

Before Heiqian could erupt, Xintiaoqian restrained her frivolous self, sighed, put down the chip bag, and patted the dirt off her palm.

"This bet isn't placed on the stance of creator versus creation, but as an equal confrontation; I trust my friends, and you trust your god, with the stake being our respective positions."

"This bet is already past the halfway point; the time to see the outcome is not far off, right?"

"Having come this far, resentment and truth shouldn't be left to rot in your gut; if you really want to teach me a lesson, punish me, then you shouldn't keep staying silent like this."

Xintiaoqian softly said: "I'll say it again, just this once."

"I came to save you, and also to atone."

"Perhaps that god gave you powers and permissions you didn't have before, letting you trample my past works, but this complete universe is actually the achievement of Gulite, Yuta, and Liuhua."

"What you're trampling is their perfected world, not taking revenge on me; I don't have much feeling for this city, I only care about those few people, and those people are also the ones helping you."

"That anomalous phenomenon that brings soil moisture is far more dangerous than Alexis, because it seeks destruction, and following it ultimately leads to everything disappearing."

"You obviously know this best, since you also understand the nature of monsters, and it's highly likely that it is a phenomenon biased toward the monster side."

"Can your hatred for me, even for everyone, drive you to sacrifice yourself and even this entire universe?"

"" Heiqian remained silent, and didn't even look at Xintiaoqian anymore.

She just lowered her head, saying nothing.

And Xintiaoqian's tone remained gentle.

"No matter what you're thinking, you can say it out; I don't know what you went through to become like this again, but if you don't speak, no one will know what you experienced."

"No matter what you say, it won't sway the course of this bet, but I still want to hear you say it—this is my sincerity."

After saying that, she didn't speak again, merely gazing at the black-haired girl with an inquiring, expectant look.

The 3D painting on the wall also didn't break the silence of this scene with an untimely remark.

They simply didn't notice, or rather—given that the screen was smashed and not yet repaired, no one here could notice the large-scale data flow occurring in the universe where Gulite resides.

But somewhere on Cuckoo Terrace, a youth quietly sipping black coffee.

And the two 'exotic factor carriers' from the Lindun Office outside the box, who are conducting observations and data research, can directly perceive the true cosmic acceleration.

Meanwhile, in the Gorgeous Junkshop at this time, the two Ma Zhongpeng are still embarrassed about how to speak.

And being surrounded by a crowd of 'New World middle school students', Aomo, still after finally finishing explaining his plan to Yuta, faced with a crowd of distrustful gazes, helplessly said, 'This is my sincerity in showing it.'

They didn't notice.

Aomo failed to notice, and the standby energy-saving new universe did not appear; this large-scale promotion at the data universe level was so natural and inevitable that when Aomo suddenly felt something was off.

The calendar had already jumped to July.

In the scorching summer, Yutai and the others had already begun preparing for the summer school festival.

As for Aomo, that schedule was inevitably too familiar.

They still remembered, that was the schedule they had glimpsed in the dream campus they had constructed in Bajiake.

And that…

Wasn't that just yesterday?