Fist of Fantasy

"What do you mean?"

Tai Feng first rolled up a pair of strange eyes: "Worried that someone will push the blame for Blue Star's doom to you?"

"No, no, no." Liang De waved his hands, "How can I bear such a big blame, and no one will believe me when I say it."

"I just think it's a bit too coincidental, why this doomsday is like a relay, it just happened at..."

"Just a fart! This is the blue star I have worked so hard to select. I don't know how much effort went into it. Coincidence? Is there such a thoughtful coincidence!"

Teacher Fengxian clenched his fists tightly, and his facial features combined to protrude an excited expression of "you don't know how hard brother is working hard".

"Wow, it turns out that Blue Star Doomsday was done by you..."

Li Zhixian pretended to be surprised and took a half step back, his acting skills were even more exaggerated than some hard-working brothers.

"Bah! What did I do? There are so many blue stars on both sides of the strait, can I do it!

"Bah, bah, bah! I never thought of doing it! What are you doing? I think I don't have enough lice on my body!"

Tai Fengxian waved his hand and unfolded a star map full of blue light in front of him. Liang De took a rough look, there were at least millions of blue stars on it, twinkling and twinkling, making people dizzy.

"See, a total of 340 seven blue stars have received messages this time, which is several times more than last time.

"But compared to the blue stars that received information last time, there are less than [-] of them located deeper on this shore.

"I sifted and sifted among the thousands of farthest ones, selected and selected again, and my eyeballs were almost useless, so I selected such a blue star that is about to encounter doomsday catastrophe for you to spread and deepen your impression a second time.

"Who the hell doesn't know how to destroy the world? At that time, they will know that I am too obedient. I can't say such forced words? If I dare to do it myself, I will have to spend so much effort?

"If you have nothing to do, you know how to measure the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. Every day, I say that you... go away!"

There was a flash of thunder on the cardboard altar, and Tai Fengxian's clone disappeared instantly, leaving only a few wisps of scattered blue smoke.

Liang De picked up the scroll on the ground and handed it to Li Zhixian:
"Brother Xian, take it to the basement to save, I still have something to do, let's go first."

Li Zhixian took the scroll and did not speak.

"Brother Xian, work is work, life is life, you are you, I am me, Brother Gui is Brother Gui, go to work, everyone is just fooling around, you are a bit too serious."

Liang De stretched out his hand to open the blue aperture of the portal, and said without looking back when he walked to the other side:
"Next time, you should write the material, with more joy and less truth, so that everyone will be happy.

"I'll contact you again when I arrive in Fang Weiyu's world. See you later."

……

World No. 977 on the other side of the empty sea, the black iron forge star.

Liang De walked out of the public transmission area, and took a long look at the main building of Mo's Heavy Industry's Armed Design Center.

The sharp and independent dark blue building was silent, and the clouds and sky passing by its side seemed to be particularly stagnant.

Liang De took two breaths of slightly cold air, and walked slowly towards the family area along the path with few people.

She didn't live in the company dormitory after the snipe hunters conference.

Although it didn't seem necessary or meaningful, Shen Shiyu bought a house in the family area of ​​Mo's Heavy Industries.

Liang De stood blankly on the floor mat for a while, bowed his head, entered the password discussed earlier, opened the door and entered the hallway.

Although it didn't seem necessary or meaningful, Shen Shiyu bought a four bedroom and two living room apartment.

An ordinary house, without any supernatural layout, no self-contained world and no space to fold, even the decoration style is very ordinary.

It's so ordinary that even the oldest Blue Star person at the end of the last century wouldn't think there was anything special about it.

Oh, the living room is a bit small.

Liang De stared at the beige two-seater fabric sofa in the hallway for a while.

He put on his slippers, threw the unsmoked menthol cigarette into the trash can under the coffee table, and sat on the thick velvet carpet in the living room with his back against the sofa.

Liang Desong crossed his legs loosely, took a whale pillow in his arms and hugged it, turned on the TV and found a food variety show at random, and watched it one by one.

There is still half an hour before she gets off work.

This show is so boring.

……

The judge used a key to open the door, because she thought it was childish to add up the birthdays of two people as a password.

So childish that she would feel very childish every time she opened the door and thought about it.

So although it didn't seem necessary or meaningful, she had five or six keys.

It is enough for two people to know such a naive thing.

In the living room, a man wearing a sweater and sitting on the carpet picked up the remote control and pressed the mute button, then turned his head and asked her:

"have you eaten?"

"I ate at the company."

Shen Shiyu bent down to put on slippers, untied his crow-green hair bun, and walked into the master bedroom.

"Don't take the folded clothes directly from the middle, the top and bottom will be messed up."

Wearing the same style of sweater, she walked to the living room, gave Liang De a sideways glance, took the remote control and switched to the ocean documentary channel, sat down next to him and lay her head on the whale pillow in his arms.

Shen Shiyu pushed the loose black hair behind his ears, bent his legs, and rubbed his head forward, finding a more comfortable position.

Liang De looked down at her ears hidden between her hair, and wanted to say something but felt that it was meaningless and meaningless.

It's just that now he can't think of anything interesting to say.

It is also tiring for a person to always maintain a sense of joy, but this is also a man's romance.

"I don't like this documentary that much," he heard her say.

"Ok?"

"You can talk about work."

"I don't really want to talk..."

Liang De couldn't help sighing, he was suddenly tired again.

"It's just like that at work. It's another shitty world."

"Extremely bad?"

"Ordinary rot, the common kind, the kind that can be found everywhere, I guess there will be similar ones in the Blue Star I go to in the future, but it's really nothing, I..."

"Your memory is very good, especially after entering the realm of the gods, your self-nature supernatural powers have made your memory particularly good."

The judge looked at the TV screen:
"You're living today forever, and if something makes you unhappy, you're going to be a little bit sadder every day."

"Sounds like I'm a sponge that's always soaking up dirty water."

Liang De smiled, and looked up at the documentary on the screen.

"Change the analogy."

Shen Shiyu on the pillow turned over and said with his face up.

"Ok?"

"Because I wouldn't kiss a dirty sponge."

Before Liang De could react, she grabbed the drawstring of the sweater and pulled him down, and kissed him involuntarily.

On the TV screen, the waves wash over the rocks over and over again.

Liang De heard his own heartbeat and the voice from her spirit.

"Then if you encounter a good thing, will you become happier every day?"