The Hobbit housekeeper had a strange expression on her face.
But this time, for the first time ever, she didn't agree to his request. "I'll help you deliver the invitation to Steward Conseil, but I can't guarantee that he'll come to see you."
However, before she could finish her sentence, she noticed that Zhang Heng's gaze had changed. He moved away from her and focused somewhere behind her.
There, dressed in a tuxedo, Steward Conseil was strolling over from the other end of the lawn. The setting sun cast a layer of afterglow over him, making him look somewhat holy.
He waved his hand at the hobbit housekeeper. "Thank you, Belladonna. Leave it to me."
The hobbit housekeeper bowed and left. Conseil then looked up and smiled at Zhang Heng. "We meet again."
"Yeah, it's been almost a year since we first met," Zhang Heng said.
"Deductive Reasoning, from Sherlock Holmes, one of my favorite books." Conseil said, "Even though I've always thought that guy wasn't a good roommate, it looks like you're getting along well with him."
"You gave me that pen the first time we met. Did you already know what would happen to me after that?" Zhang Heng stared into Conseil's eyes.
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Conseil said, "I mean, I'm a god, but I'm not an omnipotent being. I can't predict the future, but I can indeed lay down some foreshadowing at the beginning of the story. As for whether these foreshadowing will be useful or not, to be honest, I don't know. So don't think too highly of me. I just know your identity a little earlier than others. You, on the other hand, I'm very curious about how you're going to deal with the current predicament."
"The feelings in the story?" Zhang Heng asked.
"That's right. Since you told Belladonna that you were looking for me, you must have found a way to solve the problem. Do you have a way to restore your relationship? "
"No, but I know where the feelings I lost are," Zhang Heng said lightly.
Conseil's eyes were originally filled with doubt, but after a moment, he seemed to have thought of something. He grinned and finally revealed a look of realization.
"Are you talking about your past experiences?"
"That's right." Zhang Heng didn't hide it anymore and directly stated his request. "I want to see those old friends again. They have the feelings I once had. I will collect these feelings again and write them into my story to complete the final creation."
"Is that so?" Conseil flashed a surprised smile. "So this is your final answer? You believe that those who exist will leave traces. No, wait a minute, the new story you're going to write also has the same theme. Are you ready to accept the arrival of that guy and let your soul be destroyed?"
"This has always been part of my plan." Zhang Heng's expression was still as calm as ever. It was as if the trouble he was facing now was no different from the ones he had encountered in the previous dungeons, and it would be solved soon.
"I've asked Isis and Saiji. They both said that souls can't be restored after they're destroyed."
"They didn't lie to you." Conseil nodded.
"But I've studied your birth, growth, and decline, and realized that there are no absolute rules for you gods. Just because something is impossible at this stage doesn't mean it's impossible. As long as it can be accepted by as many people as possible, then the new rules will naturally be formed. "
"So, you want to create a new rule to help you fight against the existence of the city under the ice." Conseil nodded. "I already knew about this when you stepped into this dungeon, but what I don't understand is why you must take the risk to accept the arrival of the city. Is it because you don't have enough time? "
"Time is one thing. With this dungeon, I can finish my work leisurely. But even if I can publish it as soon as I exit the dungeon, I need to leave enough time for the readers to read and spread my story. And most importantly, if my soul can't be completely destroyed, I will forever be a mortal. And it turns out that mortals can't be influenced, no matter how popular the book is."
Zhang Heng paused for a moment before continuing, "Other than that, there are some creative reasons. I need a dramatic ending."
"I'm sure that when others read the end of this book, they will be amazed by the final twist," Conseil said. Conseil said, but then he suddenly changed the topic. "I think I understand what you want to do, but your request is beyond my ability. I can only create illusions of the authors and their characters in my dungeon, but I can't pull in the characters from other dungeons you've experienced. Fortunately, I know someone who can do it."
"Gaim?"
"That's right. But as far as I know, he's already repaid the compensation he owed you. Although I know he likes you, he's an old-fashioned man who takes rules very seriously. He can't break the rules he set himself and provide you with any help unconditionally."
"It's okay. I'll play a game with him."
"What game?" Conseil was curious.
"It is the oldest and most enduring game in human history."
"You want him to make a bet with you?" Conseil frowned. "I know what you want, but where are your chips?"
"I'll try to help him solve the problem caused by the guy in the city under the ice."
Conseil frowned and was about to say something when Zhang Heng continued, "Also, I know his real purpose in creating this game. I also know that he's been searching for a way to free the gods from the shackles of fate. I might be able to help him in this matter."
"How can you help?"
"We humans have an old saying: a crisis is also an opportunity. Gaim isn't willing to use violence, so he can't really send the gods into his game world. But what he can't do, I can. Or to be more precise, the guy who intends to occupy my body can."
"Don't tell me you're thinking of …?" Conseil was genuinely moved this time, his mouth agape.
"That's right. If I'm not mistaken, Gaim's sudden disappearance is because he's disappointed that the New Gods and the Old Gods have restarted the war. At the same time, he hopes that his departure will allow the gods of the two factions to unite under the threat of the master of the city under the ice. If that's the case, why not take it a step further? If Gaim appears a little later, I can make all the gods willingly enter the game world he created to take refuge. The so-called proxy war is just a prelude to his plan, isn't it? He created that unparalleled game to create a new home for the gods so that they can free themselves from the shackles of fate and live in peace with humans. "
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