bookrandom Chapter 414 When a person dies, they usually don't die again.
Chapter 414 When a person dies, they usually don't die again.
This time, Miya Xing did not refuse.
The energy fluctuations amidst the lightning and thunder seemed exceptionally fragile. The windows were closed, keeping the wind and rain out.
He knew when the Dark Emperor would choose to send the Soul Summoners into the Moe Academy.
This is not difficult to analyze.
The Quark race has few restrictions on obtaining a teacher's license. Recently, with the arrival of the Aurora race, the Destian race, and the Quark race who once lived on Earth, there will be many vacancies for teachers at the Moe Academy.
If the Dark Emperor could find a way to replace the Vast Galaxy Knight and enter the Moe Academy two hundred years later, it would only be easier for him in today's world where the detection equipment is not yet perfect.
"If you calculate the time like this, it seems like there won't be enough time to take the teacher's license exam."
"Hmm," Huangwu replied casually. "Then you stay here and wait for my good news."
Her tone was playful, so Miya Xing was naturally not at ease.
"If you suddenly encounter an ending you've never seen before, and you feel that it's not so bad to just disappear like this, who should I cry to?"
"Hmm..." She thought for a while and realized that it was indeed something she would do. She thought about changing the time to something roughly the same, but then changed her mind at the last minute, "I'll send a message to Huanhun, and then we'll all sneak in as her assistants."
Miya Xing took the gold coin from her hand, which she was caressing and turning over.
He wasn't wearing gloves, and Huangwu frowned deeply as he looked at him.
"Is the blessing of the Dark God still on the Soul Summoner?"
"Ah."
"Then the Dark Emperor wouldn't want the two of you to be so closely intertwined. Otherwise, if one of you is exposed, wouldn't the other be exposed as well?"
That is,
"Lord Huangwu, no matter what, you will probably have to take the entrance exam."
There's no point in even thinking about being exempted from the exam and directly becoming an assistant.
With one less blessing, the Dark Emperor's chances of obtaining the power of the Dark God will be reduced by one point.
He then thought of something else: "The Dark Night should also have a blessing, but the Dark Emperor is just worried about the two of you."
The gold coin was returned, only to be thrown back, along with the cloth used to wipe it and a pair of gloves.
“Oh, it’s probably because Dark Night seems loyal.” Her mood visibly sour, she gave a distracted reply, “and you’re mistaken about something.”
"what?"
"Aside from the sinister ones, the one the Emperor trusts most is the Soul Summoner."
Looking at these treasures and touching them is the greatest joy in her life.
Hey.
She will soon be far from her pleasures.
"Have you ever envisioned a future where you don't infiltrate the Moe Academy?"
After wiping the clean gold coin back to her, Miya Xing didn't ask the Dark Emperor whether he trusted her or not.
He had a premonition that if he continued to ask, he wouldn't get any good things about the Dark Emperor.
Once you start cursing, your mind should also be active.
It's likely that every time she had the thought of betraying the Dark Emperor, the Dark Emperor would sense it.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have cast the spell on her alone among the several spirit stone forms.
"I can't predict the future." Even if the Elf Master possessed extremely powerful prophetic abilities, he couldn't just sit at home and see whose future he wanted to see.
Besides, she wasn't particularly fond of appreciating her own fancy ways of dying.
People usually don't have to die again after they die.
After sharing vision with her right eye, she would "die" several times every time she saw a fairy.
It's so annoying.
"Huh? I have met someone I can contact."
"What is it like?"
"It's an encirclement and suppression by the entire Quark Clan Elder Council." The words came out so casually that it was hard to tell if they were true or not. "Wow, layers upon layers of veterans, it looks like they're going to use me as a live target and riddle me with bullets."
Her casual tone suggested she wasn't on the receiving end of a siege.
It's like turning someone into a sieve.
“Hmm,” Miya Xing thought, “it sounds like a dead end. So what can you do to survive this anomaly?”
To his surprise, the answer from the desolate place was that he didn't know.
"After all, we're just human. Humans always find it so easy to reach the limits when using magic."
She had no way of knowing where each path would branch and extend in the future; she only vaguely saw countless versions of herself ultimately arriving at the same ending.
A sense of helplessness washed over Miya Xing, and she couldn't help but recall the scene of her first meeting with the Elf Cult Leader.
At that time, both of them spoke with disdain for the Quark Clan's magical prophecy book.
"You want me to live?"
Humming an unknown tune, she wasn't bothered by the impending doom that could easily lead to death; instead, she was more interested in Miya Xing's attitude.
She already knew the future before she even saw it. As a consumable, she was well aware that every step she took could lead to her death.
The prophecy was simply a personification of a future she had long foreseen.
She asked curiously, "Haven't I told you how I survived the war?"
"No, you don't tell me these things."
“Oh,” she said, no longer curious, “then she must be living a miserable life.”
The change in address was natural and swift.
"However, you mentioned that you were very poor during your time as a wanderer."
He sat up straight, his expression extremely solemn: "What's the method of escape? I'll take some money and run ahead of time."
It's certainly interesting to see the Dark Emperor suffer misfortune, but it's also quite fascinating to see him personally push the Quark race towards its demise.
But what if they actually survive?
She couldn't bear a single day of poverty.
"You do not know?"
How would I know?
Her gaze toward Miya Xing gradually shifted, her anger at his lack of ambition becoming increasingly evident on her face.
"What's the use of you?!"
When news reached the Dark Clan that the elders of the Destian Clan had sacrificed one life for another, causing the Quark Clan to lose several elders, the Dark Emperor ordered Huangwu to put aside all his affairs and focus on preparing for the exam.
No further orders were issued.
The version of the soul summoner was very clear.
“The Soul Caller has become less talkative in recent years, but when I asked her, she still told me.”
She spoke with great pride, while Mi Yaxing sat up straight, looked at the ceiling, and waited, but there was no response.
"Do you... have some hidden ailment that I don't know about?"
"My neck is a little sore." He gave a dry explanation before asking, "What did I tell you?"
This isn't right.
Without him, Ruibusi would not have questioned being controlled by the Dark Emperor, and even if the magic were to be dispelled to prevent the current Moe Academy's strict monitoring, the carefree desolate would not have wanted to inquire about her colleague's mission.
The closer the days got to the "extinction" the system spoke of, the less the system seemed to care about the changes he had made here.
"Oh, the Emperor told her to do everything she could to make those who became the Cute Knights work for him."
no doubt.
The cute knights can never be completely killed.
But the choice of "fate" is not so random.