Survival for all, my island is the last pure land on earth.

Jin Xiaoman opened her third eye.

All around, players were swarming in from all directions, joining forces with players from section 888 to completely surround the "Messenger of God".

Some players clearly have no combat experience; they even tremble when they kill.

Fortunately, humans are social animals. When a group of people do something that one person wouldn't dare to do, it can serve as a form of mutual encouragement and motivation.

There are many messengers, but even more ordinary players.

The group quickly completed the encirclement and subdued all the envoys.

Dipping Beans watched with amusement, occasionally offering a comment. Then, remembering something, she asked, "Is that god dead?"

Jin Xiaoman thought to herself, "Why did it take you so long to ask?"

However, she was too lazy to write, so she only wrote "Hmm".

"It's good that she's dead. Damn it, I'm exhausted."

Zhan Dou lay sprawled in the snow, and after reading Jin Xiaoman's account of the whole incident, he sighed deeply: "Really..."

Things have changed, people are gone, and everything is over!

Zhan Dou was also seriously injured. She and Jin Xiaoman helped each other find a cave that was barely big enough to shelter in for a while.

The two took out several buckets of instant noodles and some hot water from their backpacks.

Jin Xiaoman weakly pointed to the pickled cabbage flavor.

Dipping Beans: "This flavor is terrible, I can't eat it."

She pushed the chicken stew with mushrooms towards Jin Xiaoman: "This is delicious."

Jin Xiaoman shook her head like a rattle drum; she didn't like this, she wanted to eat pickled cabbage instead.

Dipping Beans sighed, "Fine, considering you're more injured than me, I'll reluctantly agree."

While Jin Xiaoman was making instant noodles with peas, she was writing something in her notebook. Dip peas tried to peek at it, but she dodged her.

Jin Xiaoman, with a serious expression, directed Zhan Dou to finish soaking all the instant noodles before proudly handing the contents of the notebook about Bei Rong to Zhan Dou.

[This is a product manufactured by the system; it's impossible for it to fail to meet hygiene standards!]

Dipping Beans laughed, clenching their fists and pounding the ground: "Jin Xiaoman, seeing how calm you are, I thought you really didn't care!"

Jin Xiaoman ignored her, angrily pushed her away, and started slurping her food.

A sip of hot soup temporarily chased away the chill, the noodles were springy and refreshing, and the sour, fresh, and slightly spicy flavors exploded on the tongue, while warmth flowed down the esophagus into the stomach.

The two finished seven bowls of instant noodles in five minutes, then leaned on each other and fell asleep.

The shouts of battle outside grew louder and then quieter.

The sky outside changed from bright to dark, and then from dark to bright again.

While Jin Xiaoman was still half asleep, she saw Ella waving her little wings and circling around her several times. She said with some heartache, "My lady, it's only been a few days since I last saw you. How did you end up like this?"

Jin Xiaoman didn't speak, and kept her head down.

With each circle Ella made around her, her injuries healed a little, until finally, she felt no pain at all.

Ella nodded in satisfaction: "My lord, the God of Time has summoned you. Will you go?"

Jin Xiaoman: "Can I refuse?"

"sure."

Having just experienced what happened with Sfilo, Jin Xiaoman didn't have a good impression of God and shook her head: "Then I won't see him."

Ella nodded: "Received. Your wishes have been conveyed to His Highness the God of Time."

Jin Xiaoman lay down exhausted, curled up on the ground. Compared to her physical injuries, she was more heartbroken.

"Did you cry?"

A crisp sound rang in my ears, like the tinkling of a wind chime.

Her tone rose slightly, carrying a hint of teasing.

Jin Xiaoman subconsciously shook her head, then realized that it wasn't Ella's voice, and suddenly opened her eyes.

The girl in front of me had smooth, colorful hair and was covered in all sorts of props and accessories that looked very valuable at first glance.

She smiled, revealing two canine teeth: "You're awake."

Jin Xiaoman asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

"I am Hotaru!"

Jin Xiaoman paused for a moment, then raised her voice: "Are you the God of Time?"

"Don't make such a fuss, just call me Ying."

Jin Xiaoman looked the person in front of her up and down. How come this person looks exactly like her?

Ying complained, "What kind of look is that?"

Jin Xiaoman lay down again: "Sorry, I was just too shocked."

Ying pouted: "What's so shocking? Don't you love money?"

"like."

"If it weren't for a game like this, and you were able to keep all these possessions, wouldn't you be showing off?"

Jin Xiaoman thought for a moment and answered honestly, "Show off, and be very smug."

"You don't like brightly colored things?"

"like."

During her rebellious high school years, she dyed her hair in all sorts of colors, which resulted in her being beaten up by her grandmother and dragged to the hair salon to have it dyed back to its original color.

Thinking about this, Jin Xiaoman suddenly realized that she had really changed a lot without realizing it.

She subconsciously chooses clothes in darker colors, abandons her own hobbies, learns to hide her talents, and even when she encounters something beautiful, her first reaction is whether it is practical or not.

Ying: "I'll ask you one last time, just say, don't you think I look good in this outfit?"

Jin Xiaoman nodded: "It looks good."

Lots of dopamine!

"That's settled then. We're not like we're the same person, so why are you complaining about me?"

She shook her index finger: "No one knows you better than me, because I am you, and you are me."

Jin Xiaoman's brain froze, and after a long pause, she finally managed to say, "Huh?!"

"Didn't Ella tell you? I have the ability to create many timelines, then choose one I like and correct it to be the accurate timeline."

Jin Xiaoman nodded blankly: "I did say that."

"I will place a clone of myself in each timeline to ensure that the timeline does not collapse, and you are my clone."

Looking at Jin Xiaoman's bewildered eyes, Ying smiled and said, "Strictly speaking, once you complete the mission, you will disappear and return to my body. I will alter the memories of your companions, and everyone will forget you."

Seeing Jin Xiaoman's obviously panicked eyes, Ying quickly said, "But you did a great job saving Sisyphus, so I'm giving you a chance. You can choose to return to my body or live your life as Jin Xiaoman."

"Once you return to my body, your consciousness will vanish into nothingness."

She smiled brightly: "So I suggest you choose to live your life as Jin Xiaoman. Whether it's bitter or sweet, it's all your own choice. What do you think?"

Jin Xiaoman nodded emphatically before Ying finished speaking, afraid that Ying would change her mind if she hesitated even a second longer.

Ying cupped her face in her hands and chattered on and on, finally waving goodbye: "I packed a lot of things in your backpack, remember to check it!"

She took a few steps forward, then turned back and said, "Go for it, Jin Xiaoman, the best in the world!"

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