As Crow raised the phone, Huai Shi hurriedly leaned over to take a closer look, and immediately widened his eyes in disbelief.
"American Taurus is having a difficult birth? Now the entire realm is urgently recruiting auxiliary personnel … "He was stunned for a long time and did not react at all." Is this asking me to deliver the baby? "
"…"
Crow looked at him as if he was an idiot for a long time, and couldn't help but cover his face and sigh. "I'm asking you to do the one below!"
Huai Shi's expression twitched, he looked down, and then frowned.
"The Witch's Night is coming? What the hell is this? "
"The late funeral of a creator."
Crow said indifferently, "Forty-one years ago, a creator died in the abyss. After the laws and theorems she created in her life were freed from her soul, they began to slowly float up.
After forty years, they finally reached the present realm. Now the Astronomy Society has urgently adjusted the position of all the borders to welcome her final return.
In a few days, a big storm will roll up outside the seal of the present realm. The scholars who have been waiting for a long time at the Observatory will select the rules she set, and then integrate them into 'Zarathustra', merging with the entire present realm, and finally converging into the Silver Sea.
This is the final fate of every creator. Their lifetime of talent and achievements will lay the cornerstone of the present realm, making the world more and more perfect.
And in this process, the dream of bubbles will randomly appear all over the world, forming a phenomenon called the 'Witch's Night.' "
"It will be an illusory dream formed by the obsession of the creator's life, a hell that only exists for one night, and also a final carnival.
At that time, the goal that the Creator had pursued all his life would be realized in this short dream.
Countless scholars and Ascendants from all over the world were rubbing their fists and rubbing their palms, eager to give it a try, hoping to gain something from this dream.
Let me say in advance that the laws and results mastered by this creator are still kept secret by the Astronomy Society, and the relevant situation is unknown. The danger after entering is extremely high, and if you fail, your soul may be damaged. But if you can successfully explore the Witch's Night, then you can receive the creator's final blessing as the 'anointed one.'
For you, if you want to speed up your advancement, this is the best opportunity. "
It was the first time Crow spoke so seriously about the consequences of messing up, and Huai Shi suddenly felt a little pressured.
Before this, didn't Sister Crow always have a look of 'don't worry, go ahead, I'll protect you'?
Huai Shi swallowed her saliva and thought for a moment before asking, "This … Are there any successful examples …"
"Yes."
Crow thought for a moment and said, "Twelve years ago, the night of the witch was a phenomenon after the fall of a metal creator. At that time, during the exploration, the blessed 'anointed' obtained an iron hen that could lay golden eggs. On average, one egg per day could hatch a golden chick … pure, 24K!"
Huai Shi's eyes lit up.
"The Witch's Night twenty-seven years ago was caused by a creator who specialized in thermodynamics. The anointed one obtained an electric blanket that never needed to be plugged in …" Seeing Huai Shi curl his lips, Crow added, "Later, it was auctioned at the Magic Gold Bank for a high price of 1.93 billion USD. Now, it is a collection in the Astronomy Society's exhibition hall."
Huai Shi's eyes lit up again, filled with longing and hope for life.
"Also, thirty years ago, it was a double creator of classical mechanics and geology who gave the anointed one a blessing. It was a brand new semi-frontier, a huge underground base that could be opened at any time …"
"Ohhhh!!!!" Huai Shi was excited.
"Forty-one years ago, a creator of mechanical dynamics left behind a blessing. It was a super-large combat robot that could be charged for eight hours and battle for ten minutes. Its destructive power was amazing."
"Amazing!!!!"
Huai Shi's eyes were filled with stars.
"It can also transform." Crow added, "It has a fusion function!"
Huai Shi was moved to tears. What kind of god creator was this? He wanted to go to the Astronomy Society to find two portraits of that god and burn a few sticks of incense every day.
He was fascinated by the prospects described by Crow and began to rub his hands together, eager to give it a try.
Young man, you are still too young.
Crow sighed and silently looked elsewhere. He hid the last sentence in his stomach: Well, except for the anointed one mentioned above, most of the other participants are already dead …
So, if you lie to honest people too much, you will feel bad … But why do you want to do it a few more times?
Can't stop …
In fact, other than the super-large machine, what shocked Huai Shi the most was something he had never noticed before.
"The creator … can also die?"
He sighed softly.
Even someone as noble as the Creator, a creator who could change reality, borders, and even hell according to the laws he grasped, an existence who could change everything like a god as long as he had enough Origin Substance, had no choice but to face death in the end.
"Yes, we will die. Everyone will die." The crow sighed softly. "Including the Gods and Great Spirits of the past. In the face of death, everyone is equal, even if they are not human. "
She paused for a moment and suddenly said, "I'm going to die soon."
Huai Shi was stunned for a long time. He suddenly raised his head and widened his eyes.
"What did you say?"
"Didn't you hear me? I'm going to die. "
Crow said casually, "The signs have been getting clearer and clearer recently. When I woke up last night, I already knew the specific time."
Looking at Huai Shi's nervous expression, she sighed sadly, "Well, it will probably be in two hundred years … Death is really scary. Huai Shi, you have to take care of me, okay? Before I die, can you take out your money and contribute it … "
"…"
Huai Shi's expression twitched. He tried to control his impulse to pick her up and throw her out. He looked away and said, "Pretend I didn't ask."
Sure enough, there must be something wrong with him if he had any expectations for this kind of woman …
He confirmed this point again and didn't want to talk about this topic anymore. He just asked, "What do I have to do next? Entering the witch's night is very troublesome, right? "
"Well, it is indeed very troublesome."
Crow nodded and guided him step by step. "First of all, turn on your mobile phone and register in the volunteer list. Then, click 'Volunteer to explore the Night of the Witch at your own risk' and enter your mobile phone number here. Lastly, take a selfie with your identification card to show that you are willing to do this and that no one is forcing you to do it … Well, that's it. “
After going through a set of procedures like getting a ID card, Crow flapped her little wings and nodded. She said, "The next step is to wait for approval from the higher-ups. In this period of time … you can do what you have to do."
Huai Shi nodded and got up to walk to the living room. He was stopped by Crow again. Crow stared at him for a long time as if she expected better from him and said, "I don't mean to continue to play games at home."
"Then what should I do?" Huai Shi was confused. "I just bought the game and haven't opened it yet!"
Crow shook her head. "How long have you not gone out?"
"Why haven't I gone out?" Huai Shi asked, "Didn't I just …"
Crow looked at him quietly. After he finished speaking, she sighed and said,
"You should know what I mean, Huai Shi … Do you think going to the social security bureau to get your ID and then squatting at home to play games is going out? Can't you go out and play for a while? "
"I have games, Coke, and air conditioning at home. Why should I go out?" Huai Shi looked reluctant.
"Don't become a homebody, okay?"
Crow looked at the youth in front of her who had completely turned into a salted fish and began to have a headache. "Even if you don't go to school, can you not always stay at home?
Adults need to learn to take care of themselves. Huai Shi, even if you don't have a girl to play with, don't be like a pitiful child who has no friends, okay? "
Huai Shi turned around in a circle. Finally, he tilted his head and turned the black question mark on his head to face her.
He had no idea what she was talking about.
"Anyway, go out for a walk."
Crow lost her patience and flapped her wings to chase him out of the chalcedony shop. "Even if you can't find any fun, it's better than rotting at home. Don't come back before dinner …"
Bang!
The iron door closed behind Huai Shi.
Huai Shi turned around and looked at Fang Shu who was happily waving goodbye to him in the courtyard. He sighed helplessly and reluctantly said, "Okay …"
But where to go next?
He couldn't find anywhere to go.
Ever since the cello was taken away by the Hell Music Association for repair, he couldn't even practice. He could only stay at home and rot every day. In fact, he originally wanted to go to school to pass the time and then see his stupid classmates. In the end, the astronomy club chose to transfer money when Huai Shi was in class.
There were more than 30 transfers, each with an average amount of eight million US dollars. As the transfer messages rang out, the phone vibrated violently under the astonished gazes of the teachers and students. A melodious voice played, "A total of two hundred million US dollars has been transferred to your account … Hurry and send a message to him."
Send a message?
What message?
Huai Shi wanted to burn his whole family down!
Fortunately, other than Fu Yi, no one took this seriously. They just thought it was Huai Shi's prank, which caused Huai Shi's favorability with the teachers to plummet.
No, this kid is too arrogant. I need to teach him a lesson …
He left a lot of homework for him. He couldn't handle it anymore. In the end, Fu Yi also went on a trip without a word. Huai Shi didn't even have a friend to talk to in school.
It was like a lonely legend in Xinhai …
Speaking of the various sad stories that happened in the past month, Huai Shi couldn't help but write a hundred and eight miserable characters on his legs.
How did he become a prince of paradise, riding a white horse and singing songs, suddenly become an old salted fish?
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