As someone in sequence 001, I also want to give up today.

As Lin Mo walked out of the residential building, the smile on his face slowly faded.

He stood downstairs, closed his eyes, and the power of cause and effect quietly began to operate.

The God Group storyline...

Originally shrouded in mist, it was as blurry as looking through frosted glass.

Now, that fog has thinned.

It's faded a lot.

It didn't dissipate, but rather it was as if something had forcibly torn open a hole, revealing the truth inside.

He followed the cause and effect line, tracing it all the way back.

At the Jiangcheng stronghold—the connection between those four people was still there, but it had become extremely weak, as if all its strength had been drained away.

The God Emperor's Line...

broken.

It's completely over.

Lin Mo opened his eyes, stood in the sunset, and remained silent for a long time.

S-rank high-level.

Sequence thirty-two.

The God Emperor protected by the mists of cause and effect.

died.

The person who killed him was just playing a game with him and was called a "monster" by him.

Lin Mo suddenly smiled.

"Li Xian, Li Xian..." He shook his head and muttered to himself, "You are truly extraordinary."

He showed no intention of going back to ask further questions.

Some things are better left unsaid.

He took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Hey? Headquarters? Tell Zhao Mingyuan to get ready. There's something in Jiangcheng that needs his attention. Yes, four live ones. And there are coordinates for another one in Australia. We might need to send someone to confirm it."

He paused, then added, "Don't ask me how I found it; the answer is simply that causality is awesome."

After hanging up the phone, he glanced at the ordinary residential building behind him.

Inside the building, a lazy guy was waiting to pick up his daughter from school.

Lin Mo smiled, turned around and left.

Some teammates don't need to be known in detail.

It's enough to know he's a good fighter.

-

5:50.

Li Xian was still lying on the sofa.

I checked the time and was just getting ready to pick up Lingdang and take her home.

"Congratulations on your fortune! Congratulations on your wonderful life..."

The phone rang.

Caller ID: Su Wenjin.

Li Xian answered the call.

"Hello, Ms. Su?"

"Mr. Li, I'm sorry to bother you."

Su Wenjin's voice was gentle and polite.

"Lingdang has had a lot of fun here, and she's already had dinner. I was thinking of letting her play a little longer before I have the driver take her home. She should arrive around 7:30. Is that convenient for you?"

Li Xian glanced out the window; it was already getting dark.

"Okay, no problem," he said. "Thank you for your help."

"No trouble at all, it's nothing," Su Wenjin said with a smile. "Lingdang is a good child, and Wanwan especially likes her. Come visit often when you have time."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Li Xian lay down for a while, then got up and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Although Lingdang had already eaten outside, he still had to eat by himself.

I opened the refrigerator, found some leftovers, heated them up quickly, and made do with a meal.

After eating and drinking his fill, he went to his computer, ready to continue his novel-writing journey.

Speaking of which, Su Qianqian threatened him a few days ago that if he dared to go off-script again, she would confront him directly, right?

Fat Orange jumped up, found a comfortable spot on his lap, and lay down.

One person and one cat, each doing their own thing.

At 7:30 in the evening, the doorbell rang again.

This time, it was Su Wenjin's driver who brought Lingdang back.

Li Xian opened the door and saw Lingdang flying in like a cheerful little bird, chirping happily.

"Old Deng, Old Deng, Old Deng!!!"

"Slow down, slow down, don't fall."

Bell jumped onto him, her little face flushed with excitement, her big golden eyes sparkling.

"Wanwan's house is so much fun! Their peacocks are so interesting! I even fed them corn kernels! They bobbed their heads little by little while eating, it was so cute!"

"Uh-huh."

"And there's a swimming pool! It's huge! The water's warm! Wanwan and I soaked in it for ages! We even had a contest to see who could kick the water the highest! I won!"

"Amazing!"

"And pudding! Aunt Wanwan's pudding is super delicious! Even better than the ones from bakeries! I brought a piece back for you to try!"

Lingdang took a delicate little box out of her schoolbag and handed it to Li Xian.

"Here! I saved this especially for you!"

Li Xian looked down at the box of pudding, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome!"

Lingdang waved her hand and then continued her report.

"And another thing, Wanwan's room is huge! Bigger than our living room! She has a real telescope that can see craters on the moon! She said we can look at the stars at night, and she wants me to stay at her place next time so we can watch them together!"

"Okay, I'll take you there then."

"And also, Wanwan's mom is so gentle! The cakes she made were so delicious! She even said I was cute! And that I can visit her often!"

"That's good, that's good."

The bell chattered away, gesturing as it spoke, its little face full of excitement.

Li Xian sat on the sofa, listening to her rambling on and on, occasionally humming in agreement or nodding.

Fat Orange lay at his feet, occasionally opening one eye to glance at the bell, then closing it again.

When Lingdang finally finished speaking and collapsed on the sofa, panting, Li Xian opened the box of pudding and handed her a piece.

"Want some?"

"Eat!" Bell took the pudding, took a big bite, and squinted her eyes in satisfaction. "Wanwan's pudding is so delicious!"

Li Xian also took a piece and tasted it.

Yes, it's really good.

"Old Deng," Bell suddenly asked, "what did you do at home today?"

"Lie down."

"You've been lying down all day?"

"Um."

Lingdang looked at him with a helpless expression that said, "I knew it."

"Can't you go out for a walk?"

"I don't want to move."

Lingdang sighed and shook her head like a little adult.

"You'll get fat if you keep doing that."

Li Xian looked down at himself.

Not bad, quite thin.

"Even Fat Orange is more diligent than you," Bell continued. "At least it goes out to catch mice."

When the chubby orange cat heard its name, it opened its eyes and meowed in agreement.

Li Xian: "..."

Okay, I've been outdone by a cat.

"Oh, right, Old Deng," Bell suddenly remembered something, "Wanwan said she's never met her father."

Li Xian paused for a moment.

"Um."

"She said she asked once, and her mother cried, so she stopped asking after that."

Li Xian remained silent and did not speak.

Bell was biting into her pudding, a serious expression on her little face.

"Old Deng, where did you think her father went?"

Li Xian thought for a moment and said, "I don't know."

"Could it be like my Master Jiang...?"

Lingdang didn't finish speaking, but Li Xian understood what she meant.

He reached out and ruffled her hair.

"I don't know," he said, "but no matter where he is, Wanwan still has her mother, and she still has you. That's enough."

Bell nodded, then suddenly looked up at him.

"Old Deng, you won't leave me too, will you?"

Li Xian was taken aback.

There was a hint of seriousness in Lingdang's eyes.

"Can you?"

Li Xian remained silent for a second.

Then he reached out and pulled her into his arms.

"No," he said. "I'm here."

Lingdang nestled in his arms and gave a muffled "hmm".

After a while, she crawled out of his arms and continued eating her pudding.

"That's good," she said, her tone returning to its usual cheerfulness. "If you dare leave, I'll have Fat Orange scratch you!"

The chubby orange cat meowed at the opportune moment, indicating its agreement.

Li Xian: "..."

Okay, that's a pretty serious threat.

Bell has set its sights on Fat Orange again.

"Fat orange cat, what did you do at home today? Did you miss me? You definitely didn't, right? You heartless fat cat!"

The chubby orange cat meowed, which could be interpreted as: Why do I miss you? I want you to come back and pet me?

The bell couldn't understand, but it felt like the bell was cursing it, so it kneaded even more vigorously.

Fat Orange finally managed to break free from Bell's clutches, darted onto the balcony, and lay down next to Little Gold, licking its ruffled fur with lingering fear.

Bell chased after it, squatted down next to it, and whispered, "Fat Orange, be good, I won't rub you anymore, I'll just pet you, just pet you."

Fat Orange looked at her warily, but eventually succumbed to her "pats" and made reluctant purring noises.

Li Xian leaned back on the sofa, watching this scene, a slight smile curving his lips.

These kinds of days are actually pretty good...