Chapter 38.83 Ice Love and Departure
“Oh, it’s finally quiet. Ever since the person named Lan started stirring up the crowds on TV, this city has been filled with disputes of all sizes. But just now, all those noisy sounds have completely disappeared. The main reason, of course, is those girls who casually cast destructive skills in the city, without any restraint, not knowing how to hold back. Most of the weaklings were directly caught in the indiscriminate AoE, turning to ash in the high temperatures, or split in two by a horizontal slash. As for the few who had the strength to evade this disaster, or were lucky enough to be on the periphery, they escaped death only to be swallowed by the giant snake. The result was that they were still used by the blue fox, destined to be ‘fuel,’ heh heh heh.
‘These willful women truly act as they please, making a mess of the world I created. They even arbitrarily lit up the sky, and that lazy little girl is actually quite diligent now.’
‘Heh heh heh, speaking of willful, aren’t you the most willful, Young Miss?’
‘Yes, I am the most willful, but they lack my magnanimity, heh. Willfulness requires capital; without it, it’s just throwing a tantrum. Only those who possess power can act as they please. This is the privilege of the conqueror.’
‘However, it’s true that a fine city becoming like this is not very aesthetic. I originally created this fantasy city by piecing together cities from my imagination, but now it has completely transformed, resembling a desolate city after the apocalypse.’
‘Do you want to repair the damaged city?’
‘There’s no need to waste limited resources on such things.’
It’s not that I *can’t* restore it, but it would consume a large portion of my authority. This world is indeed a paradoxical world that I created by plundering Qiye’s Destiny Power, combined with fragments of the world and the paradoxical ability [Existence is reasonable]. But I cannot fully control this world.
book.SFA, the creator is not the ruler.
If you just look up at the sky above, you can clearly see my current ‘permission,’ or ‘destiny.’ Only visible in my eyes, the sky of this city is divided into square blocks like a chessboard. Most of the squares are black; that is my color. Only when I truly became the ‘Master of the World’ did I understand the feeling of controlling destiny. The F is an F because she can influence a small portion of the ‘squares,’ thus she is an F. The squares are ‘destinies,’ and ‘destinies’ are filled with ‘Destiny Power,’ so using ‘Destiny Power’ can cause the world-changing phenomena.’ It has already materialized completely. I control over seventy percent of the squares in this world. The unreachable extreme edge area accounts for about 5%, which are gray squares. Those Fs with powerful Destiny Power account for approximately 5% collectively, with colorful squares. Then, Juncheng’s right hand and head together occupy the remaining 20%, all white squares. A complete Juncheng might occupy more squares, close to or even exceeding 50%, which is why he is qualified to ‘become the world.’ Wherever I go, those ‘colors’ will follow and transfer to the squares. This is also my authority as the creator. It takes approximately 1% of the squares (N) for me to restore the entire city to its original state. But even 1%, I will not use it. This is my capital standing above everyone else. It is also to guard against a certain blue fox with unknown intentions and to reserve resources to deal with unexpected situations.
‘Young Miss, are you hoarding Destiny Power to guard against Miss Lanhua? Could it be that you have already guessed what Miss Lanhua is planning?’ Shirley asked me meaningfully. In reality, she probably already knew.
‘I guessed what she wanted to do from the beginning, heh heh heh. Although I have no memory, I can somehow predict her actions. Perhaps we are a destined pair, telepathically connected?’ Of course, there is also the saying that ‘one’s greatest enemy is often oneself.’ I think it is precisely because we are enemies, considering each other the most troublesome opponents, that we understand each other so well.
This world is no longer regulated by destiny, nor does it have real reincarnation, nor does it have ‘death’ in the true sense. It is just a constant loss of ‘existence.’ *The Records of the Underworld* states: Humans die and become ghosts; ghosts die and become spirits; spirits die and become ephemeral; the ephemeral die and become nothing. Humans die and lose their bodies, becoming ghosts. Ghosts die and lose their spirit, leaving only their soul. To die means to be unseen, formless becomes ephemeral. To die means to be unheard, soundless becomes nothing. Then there is nothing at all; existence itself vanishes. The blue fox was stripped of her ‘sense of existence’ in her original world, and in this world, not being affected by the main world’s destiny, she can be sensed by others. By using Juncheng’s hand to unleash disaster, involving a large number of unrelated people in this game, does she just want to make the game more interesting?
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If you like our completed novels, remember to recommend them to your friends! Heh heh heh, only a ghost would believe her ghost stories. She probably just wants to use the souls of these people, pure souls. The gathered souls contain pure Destiny Power. Even if the Destiny Power in one soul is small, accumulating it will fill the ‘squares.’ How much will the total be? I cannot predict accurately, perhaps around 20%? But that is enough. Because if that happens, my squares will be halved. A fifty-fifty chance is enough for the blue fox to bet, and then it’s a matter of seeing who laughs last.
‘Since you already know, why don’t you stop her?’
‘Heh, yes, the current situation can no longer be considered interesting, especially since it concerns Juncheng’s ownership. It would be best to crush her before she becomes a threat. But not now.’
‘You mean the time is not right?’
‘I can’t say for sure if the time is right, but I am the superior one now. I am the only one sitting at the ‘chessboard’; she has not yet earned the right to sit opposite me.’ The high and mighty often suffer greatly from underestimating their opponents. I do not want to be overthrown. I naturally know how powerful the blue fox is, so I will wait for her. An equal match. Heh heh heh~ This way, it will be more interesting, right? Ah, it seems this sense of pleasure has influenced my decision.
‘However, I don’t want any stray fish from who knows where to jump out at that time and interfere with this duel, or even become the deciding factor. So, I still need to go out and clear away those troublesome individuals.’
I was thinking this, but a certain cute little one who was playing with toys seemed to sense something and looked towards me.
‘Hmm? What’s wrong, Little Jun Jun? You need to stay by Shirley’s side.’ The soft little hand made a fist, closed its eyes, and pouted. Shaking its head, shaking its head~ Wu wu wu, so cute~ No, I must endure here. I maintained an elegant smile and waved my hand, saying, ‘Heh, no, even with that adorably cute expression, it’s still a no.’ Yes, my attitude must be firm. Although I am invincible now, I am still going to fight. The battlefield is very dangerous, and accidents can happen at any time. ‘No, it’s too dangerous outside. No matter how small or cute you are, it’s a no.’ ‘No’ (the little body straightened up from its crawling posture) <(stretched out both little hands asking to be held) Yes. (Teary-eyed and kneeling) I picked this child up from the ground, patted his head to comfort him, and kissed his eyes to soothe him. 'Don't cry, don't cry, I'll take you. Big sister will take you, okay~' 'Oh dear, Young Miss, you're taking Young Master Juncheng with you?' *Hmph*, there’s no other way. It’s a bit pitiful to leave him here alone, and Shirley, as the referee, actually can't help me, right? In that case, I think I'll... So soft, so soft, so fluffy~ Heh heh heh~ So cute, so cute~ Rubbing around in my arms, super soft and super cute~ I want to snuggle, I want to hug and snuggle again~ Heh heh heh heh~ 'Then it will be dangerous to hold him like this. A bag would be better.' 'A bag?' I conjured a bag. I put little Juncheng into the bag. I will protect him closely, ensuring he won't be harmed in the slightest. 'But a bag might chafe the skin. What should I wear? My hair might also brush against Young Master Juncheng as I move.' 'Then I'll make a shawl and tie my hair up.' I conjured a shawl. 'And also spare diapers.' Diapers and a towel, hmm, indeed necessary. I conjured them. 'I'll prepare the milk bottles with milk.' I conjured them. 'And a stroller for when I get tired of carrying him, and besides that...' I conjured everything. Authority? How can it be as important as Little Jun Jun! Alright, everything is ready, let's go! Ji Lianbing became a new mother taking her infant to the park.
