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"Well, as you said, I have nothing to lose."

"Tell me, what is the agreement?"

Ning Ling smiled upon seeing this, took out another cigarette from his pocket, put it to his lips, happily turned the seat under him, and spoke slowly.

"If, I mean if."

"One day in the future, another immortal person will appear before you."

"He will carry the token I have prepared."

"Well, when that time comes."

"You either kill him or become his vassal without reservation."

Cangwu was stunned, somewhat unable to understand. After being silent for a long time, he asked Ning Ling in confusion.

"What's the point of this? And I don't think you can find another immortal."

Ning Ling narrowed his eyes and smiled, spread his hands and spoke slowly.

“That’s why everything makes sense.”

“The future is unpredictable, and that’s why it’s valuable. A life without change is a life without surprises.”

"I'd rather die."

……

Cangwu’s story ended here. He looked at the pink schoolbag with complicated eyes full of emotion.

But I was still confused and couldn't help but ask Cangwu.

"No, you mean, she did all this to guide me here?"

"But how does she know that the next person who comes here will definitely be immortal?"

Cangwu glanced at me, then shook his head and smiled bitterly, pointing at the little pink schoolbag and explained.

"That schoolbag was coated with poison."

"Also, all the corpses you encountered on the road were filled with poison, but you seemed to be completely immune to poison, so you didn't notice it."

After listening to Cangwu's explanation, I still felt it was a bit forced, so I continued to ask.

"Poisons are also time-limited. I don't think those poisons are still effective now."

Cangwu paused, suddenly stretched out his right hand, pointed at himself, and spoke slowly.

"In fact, the last definite means."

"it's me."

"If you weren't immortal, I would have killed you right away when we just greeted each other."

"This is the rule she added before she died."

Chapter 50 The Truth (I)

"If you weren't immortal, I would have killed you right away when we just greeted each other."

"This is the rule she added before she died."

Cangwu looked very serious when he spoke, which surprised me. This seemed like a prank bet, but why did this guy look so serious?

I thought about it, but couldn't help but ask Cangwu.

"So now it seems that you will have to become my follower from now on?"

Cangwu smiled when he heard this, stood up, and answered as usual.

"What are you thinking? I won't keep this kind of agreement."

“Not being responsible to anyone is the only thing I have insisted on for hundreds of years.”

This guy...is really a bad person.

I was a little hesitant about whether I should take this guy out. He was probably not a good person, nor was he a very evil person. If I took him out, no one knew what new troubles would be caused.

As if he saw my worry, Cangwu walked slowly, paced back and forth around the room, and spoke slowly.

"Although I won't be your follower, I am very interested in working with you."

"After all, you are the only one of my kind in this world."

I put my hand to my forehead, feeling a bit of a headache, and didn't know how to deal with this guy in front of me.

Cangwu lived long enough, and in his time, he might have seen some darker things, people who were neither good nor evil, but chaotic.

I don't know how much truth and how many lies are in what he said, and I am afraid that I will release an anti-human madman.

Although there are already many crazy people in the world outside, one more crazy person won't make much difference.

Suddenly, my eyes darkened and I quietly touched the pistol in my hand. Perhaps, killing this guy now would be the best option.

Didn't he say that he would die if his brain was destroyed?

I am somewhat tempted, not seeking to achieve anything, but to avoid making any mistakes.

In this reincarnation, I have killed quite a few people, so killing someone I am not very familiar with is not a big deal.

Just as I was thinking this, Cangwu suddenly looked at me, touched his chin, and said with interest.

"There is hostility in your eyes. Do you want to kill me?"

I touched the pistol, my expression calm, without any intention of concealing anything, and spoke directly.

"Your presence makes it difficult for me."

"I'm not a smart person, nor a bold gambler, and I hate gambling."

"So, I want to choose a development that gives people more peace of mind."

Cangwu did not show any fear, but smiled very frankly.

"I see."

"The longer you live, the more you realize how insignificant other people's lives are to our own lives."

As he spoke, Cangwu narrowed his eyes, his gaze was dark and unclear, and he spoke slowly.

"You are still too young. Some things you do are too deliberate, which makes people see through it at a glance."

Hearing this, I frowned and asked Cangwu.

"I do not understand what you are saying?"

Cangwu suddenly stepped forward and walked towards me, then bent down, stared deeply into my eyes, and spoke word by word.

"You are deliberately ignoring it."

"Ignore the more noteworthy things in my previous story."

Hearing this, my pupils shrank, the muscles on my face twitched slightly, and the murderous intent in my eyes intensified.

Cangwu didn't care at all about the violence and murderous intent gradually rising in my eyes, and continued talking to himself.

"You've seen them, too."

"Those two consciousnesses that made me immortal."

As soon as I finished speaking, a pistol was pointed at Cangwu's forehead. I slowly sat up from the sofa, my eyes gradually became colder, and murderous intent rose.

Cangwu smiled, straightened up, raised his hands, and said innocently.

"Don't get so excited, we're just chatting."

"If I said anything wrong, I apologize."

The corners of my eyes twitched slightly as I looked at Cangwu's innocent face, but deep down my heart was surging with emotions. I couldn't help but press the muzzle of the gun against Cangwu's head and said in a deep voice.

"Are you a chess piece they prepared? From the beginning, they wanted me to meet you so that you could be used as a tool to pass on the message?"

From the moment I gained the ability of mimicry, met Song Ji, and learned about the existence of the Garden of Eden organization, everything was arranged tightly.

It seemed like there was a hand forcing me to come here and meet this guy Cangwu.

Facing my question, Cangwu did not deny it, but answered calmly.

"They are no longer the god-like beings they once were. They no longer have the ability to predict the future."

"This was indeed all arranged, but it was also a hasty and helpless move on their part."

"Indeed, I knew a long time ago that I would meet you one day."

"But I also have to admit that they are not your enemies. On the contrary, they are on your side."

Hearing this, I sneered, a hint of anger flashed in my eyes, and I said through gritted teeth.

"On my side? You mean the god who's playing with my life is on my side?"

"You really make me fucking laugh."

Cangwu blinked, took a long sigh, and continued to explain patiently.

"I don't know what they did to you, but you should have misunderstood them."

"They are no longer god-like beings. The gods now are that perfect machine. When the gears start turning, the machine will completely replace them."

“They are now just stuck as gamblers, playing a never-ending game from which they cannot get out.”

"They can't contact you directly. That would be considered cheating by the gods and would bring in new variables."

"So, they remembered me and asked me to be the messenger."

"Of course, it's still dangerous. Maybe the gods have prepared something new to deal with the changes that have taken place in you."

Cangwu said a lot of shocking words. He had known that I would come here a long time ago and had made all the preparations. He told me this somewhat strange news.

Regardless of whether these words are true or not, the information contained in them is indeed enough to make my not-so-smart brain stop working.

This time of reincarnation was full of weirdness from the very beginning. My memory was no longer reset, and then I gained the ability of mimicry, and was led to this ghost place step by step.

The two consciousnesses mentioned by Cangwu were the initiators of everything, the ones who started this disaster as a joke in the beginning.

But it seems that the development of events is beyond their control, and they are also trapped in reincarnation.

Moreover, they are no longer the gods who control everything, but have been squeezed out of their high position and trapped in the position of gamblers.

Damn, what the hell is going on.

Chapter 51 The Truth (Part 2)

"I have no ill intentions. I am just a messenger who has no choice."

"No matter how you think about it, I shouldn't be guilty of a crime that deserves death."

Cangwu looked innocent and raised his hands high, trying to prove that he posed no threat to me.

My finger was on the trigger, and after moving it slightly, I finally put the phone down. I sat on the sofa in frustration, silent.

Seeing this, Cangwu breathed a sigh of relief, then sat next to me as if nothing had happened, patted my shoulder in a very familiar manner, and spoke softly.

"I only have a vague understanding of these things, but I can guess that this is not good news for you."

"Isn't that what life is like? It goes on and on. All we can do is follow their arrangements and keep going."

I took a deep breath and my expression gradually relaxed. I didn't look at Cangwu, but lowered my head, looked at my feet, and whispered.

"What did they tell you to tell me?"

Upon hearing this, Cangwu raised his eyebrows, put his hands together, crossed them and spoke lightly.

"They seemed to have a lot of reservations and didn't say it too clearly. They just wanted me to tell you."

"You don't have to come up with a way to have the best of both worlds. As long as you stop this endless gambling, the rest will be left to them."

"They can give you the ending you want."

I shook my head and smiled bitterly. I was very familiar with such words. My boss back then was the one who made promises to me. So such words were not convincing at all to me. I just understood one thing.

The so-called god is actually no different from the boss I used to be who only knew how to exploit my employees.

I put my hand to my forehead, took a long sigh, and asked Cangwu beside me in a depressed mood.