Chapter 1432

From beginning to end, it was...

The atmosphere was somewhat awkward.

Everyone present, except for Seeing Zhen Xin, was pondering one question:

Once the main personality of a schizophrenic becomes a god, in a state where consciousness strength is completely unbalanced, is there still room for the sub-personality to survive?

Could it be that Zhen Yi...

Thinking of this, Cheng Shi's expression changed, his pupils shrank as he looked at Seeing Zhen Xin; when he saw the somewhat gloomy look in her eyes, his heart sank, and he suddenly recalled the days he had seen Zhen Yi.

That master of trickery who always had a "hee" sound on her lips, laughing loudly while tormenting the world, had actually left because her sister ascended to godhood!?

Seeing Zhen Xin had paid such a huge price to cooperate with becoming a god!?

Admittedly, in the eyes of other players, Zhen Yi was a demon born to the world, but in Seeing Zhen Xin's eyes, she was, after all, her sister, the only reliance that had accompanied her through the most difficult years.

Cheng Shi couldn't imagine how much of a blow Zhen Yi's departure would be to Seeing Zhen Xin, yet this strong Magician hadn't uttered a single complaint.

She had also paid a lot for the clowns and for the world...

"Sorry."

Cheng Shi lowered his head with some sadness.

This apology directly shattered the atmosphere of the void, and a wave of sadness suddenly permeated among the clowns.

Even Long Jing, who was most at odds with Zhen Yi, had a look of sorrow on his face; he didn't dare look at Seeing Zhen Xin, but shifted his gaze into the distance, muttering in a voice only he could hear:

"Idiot, you messed up, didn't you?

You didn't dare to lie to your own sister?

Pretending to be a hero... yes, I wanted to pretend to be a hero too, but I'm still alive, and you... you're so cunning, why didn't you find a way to survive..."

Long Jing's words sounded like both abuse and sarcasm, but everyone could hear the emotion within.

The bad luck was never fake; when Zhen Yi was around, no one felt she wasn't bad luck.

But once they knew the master of trickery had sacrificed herself for the "big picture," that subtle emotion instantly turned into a kind of reluctance, a kind of understanding, a kind of tolerance.

Especially after knowing the past of the Zhen sisters, it turned into a kind of pity.

She appeared during Seeing Zhen Xin's most painful time, holding up an umbrella for her sister in the pouring rain, yet left during Seeing Zhen Xin's most "glorious" time, leaving only a silent "hee" for the universe...

This act of staying behind the scenes while attracting attention undoubtedly resonated with Long Jing, to the point that President Gong turned his head and quietly sniffed.

The clowns present were all supreme beings of the universe; even the slightest movement could not escape their notice, so President Gong's two sniffs became the turning point of the scene's tragedy; he had just turned his head back when he heard the few people in front of him saying with different expressions:

"At least we fooled one."

"It's quite wonderful that President Gong can empathize with Zhen Yi."

"Hmm, another collection item added."

"Hee~"

"!!!???"

Long Jing couldn't believe his eyes, and even less could he believe his ears!

He looked at these four "companions" in front of him in shock, looking at that hateful Old Zhang who was squinting and smiling, looking at that hateful Cheng Shi who was raising his eyebrows and holding back laughter, looking at that hateful Long Wang who was smiling incessantly, and finally that hateful Zhen Yi who looked shrewd!

It had to be Zhen Yi; he was too familiar with her smile—it absolutely couldn't be wrong!

"You... you guys..." President Gong was extremely indignant, "You actually dared to play me!"

Seeing Zhen Xin laughed, clutching her stomach, extremely lively:

"Hee~

Who played you?

Old Gong, we didn't say a single word; who knew why you suddenly sniffed.

Did you think I died?

So you were so sad when I died? Oh my, do you like me?"

"I like your mother's %@#￥%!!!"

Long Jing broke down; he pointed angrily at Cheng Shi and questioned:

"You knew it all along, didn't you, Fate Weaver!

Since you knew Zhen Yi wasn't dead, why did you say that apology!"

Cheng Shi finally regained a trace of joy among the clowns; he smiled and said:

"Thinking that I was going to fool you again, giving you a heads-up in advance—that's not wrong, right?"

"???"

Long Jing's tone rose, his expression twisted as he said, "You were saying it to me!?"

Cheng Shi nodded: "That's right; fooling you is wrong after all, so saying sorry in advance is the proper thing to do."

"But your expression clearly changed, and you were clearly thinking the same thing as me; why did you suddenly understand?"

"It's very simple: if Zhen Yi had really left, no matter how well Seeing Zhen Xin hid it, she would never have been able to hide it from the An Shenxuan who had always cared about her.

And given An Shenxuan's personality, knowing such a major event but not coming to me for help, it could only mean that the proposition of Zhen Yi leaving was fundamentally invalid."

"......"

Long Jing's blank brain thought about it and felt it seemed quite reasonable.

But he wasn't convinced; he glared at Old Zhang again. Zhang Jizu squinted his eyes tightly, not wanting to invite trouble, and explained quickly:

"I am a 【Death】 believer; even if I hadn't inherited everything from the benefactor when Zhen Yi left, the benefactor never gave me an oracle, which also counts as good news to put one's mind at ease."

"......"

Just as Zhang Jizu finished speaking, Li Jingming echoed: "【Memory】 is the same; no new collection items were born in the archive, which means nothing happened."

"......"

So you're all smart, and I'm the only fool!?

Long Jing staggered back a step, using his fingers to constantly squeeze his nose; he laughed "hehe" syllable by syllable like he was having a seizure, and then shouted:

"Heh, heh, heh, clown!!!"

The scene became even more joyful, every inch of the void filled with the atmosphere of laughter.

Except for Long Jing...

And Cheng Shi.

Not cool, brother; the clown has suffered so much, and you still want to whip his corpse?

Cheng Shi couldn't laugh, but then he thought:

That's not right; the clowns at the scene aren't just me—why doesn't the other one identify with it?

He looked at Old Zhang, only to see Zhang Jizu glance at him, the arc of his squinting, smiling eyes becoming even wider.

"......"

Squinting Old Zhang is definitely not laughing at me; he's laughing at Long Jing!

Soon, the smile on Li Jingming's face slowly faded; he turned to look at Zhen Yi, seemingly wanting to say something.

However, Zhen Yi shook her head at him with a laugh, blocking the words in Long Wang's mouth.

Zhang Jizu saw the clues and stood by silently; in the end, it was Cheng Shi who discovered the anomaly, let out a long sigh, put away his heartfelt smile, and said gloomily:

"Let's talk about it; joy is good, but it is fleeting.

Seeing Zhen Xin, you participated in that plan from beginning to end, so you should naturally know 【Fraud】's intention; for Him to put you in that position clearly shouldn't have been done casually.

So what are your thoughts?

Long Wang seems to intend for you to switch back to 【Fraud】... wait!"

Cheng Shi suddenly thought of something, his expression changed, and he said with uncertainty:

"Long Wang, you don't mean to let Zhen Yi inherit the 【Fraud】 throne, do you!?

One body, two souls, inheriting two positions separately?"

Not to mention whether it's feasible, just thinking about a new generation of "hee" replacing the old "hee" gave Cheng Shi a headache.

It's true that the new 【Annihilation】 would be a universal crisis, but the new 【Fraud】 might not be any different...

He rubbed his forehead, looked at Zhen Yi, and asked with a somewhat serious expression:

"Seeing Zhen Xin, is this your idea too?"

Everyone looked at Seeing Zhen Xin, only to see Seeing Zhen Xin still wearing Zhen Yi's smile, but not long after, the smile slowly smoothed out.

She lowered her eyes slightly and stopped laughing:

"The benefactor indeed did not do it casually.

He fulfilled a wish of mine and bestowed a sister upon me."

"?"

Just as everyone was still wondering what Zhen Yi's words meant, her shoulders sank, as if she had shed endless disguises; she raised her head and pulled a forced smile at everyone:

"I am Zhen Yi, from beginning to end, I am Zhen Yi.

From the beginning of that past you know, I already was.