I sell Coke in the doomsday

Mo Li looked at the photo in his hand, his eyes flickered, and the momentum that had originally been tit-for-tat suddenly wilted, leaving only a sense of loneliness.

"Mo Li, do you still remember what your parents look like?"

"Do you remember what you look like?"

Mo Li held the photo in his hand, listened to the question from the girl in the white dress, and answered in a low voice.

"What's the point of asking these questions? I'm just a copy. All my memories and emotions are copied from others."

As soon as she finished speaking, a strange light flashed in the eyes of the girl in the white dress. She smiled a little for the first time, but this smile was very strange.

"No, you're wrong."

"You are the real Qiqi."

Hearing this, Mo Li's breath caught in his throat. He looked up in surprise and looked at the girl in the white dress.

The girl in the white dress narrowed her eyes slightly, no longer showing that indifferent expression. She spoke slowly.

"Your memory is not false, but think back, what kind of person was Mo Li in your memory before the end of the world?"

Mo Li frowned slightly, but after carefully recalling and thinking for a moment, a hint of suspicion appeared between his eyebrows.

Seeing this, the girl in the white dress took the initiative to speak, describing Mo Li's memories bit by bit.

“Before the end of the world, Mo Li was just an ordinary person.”

"He is not a bad person, but he is not a good person either. He is just an ordinary dying man."

"He would feel sad and angry about other people's misery, but he wouldn't really do anything about it."

"He is very selfish, holds grudges, is sometimes irritable and easily angered, but lacks the ability to take action."

"He has all the shortcomings that most people in this world have."

"Most importantly, he would not make the decision to sacrifice a girl who loved him deeply for the sake of other people in the world."

Having said that, the girl in the white dress looked at Mo Li deeply, and then spoke slowly.

"Do you understand? The real Qiqiharu might have died a long time ago."

"The Su Li in your memory is just a puppet whose consciousness and thoughts are secretly changed by that machine, and whose body is beyond his control."

"His emotions, emotions, and consciousness are all arranged."

"So, he will fight to the death for a group of strangers because it allows the plot to develop according to the plot that has already been arranged."

"He's just a puppet."

Chapter 120 Cooperation

"It doesn't matter if you live or die."

"Joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, separation, and reunion, that person is just doing what the guy above wants."

"Otherwise, Mo Li, think back to your first half of life. Have you ever been such an indecisive person who was so reluctant to let go of love and hate?"

Hearing this, Mo Li's expression changed back and forth, and he was uncertain about whether to be happy or sad. However, the porcelain piece in his hand was tightly held. When the porcelain piece broke, it also cut his palm, and drops of blood dripped in front of him.

"According to what you said, the real Li Qiye has died a long time ago, right?"

The girl in the white dress rarely showed a smile, but she reached out her hand, gently pinched Mo Li's chin, and spoke slowly.

"Not really. You are now the most like Mo Li back then, only more decisive and a bit smarter."

"Even we couldn't detect the process of Qiqihar transforming into Suli at first, because it was a gradual process."

"We only discovered the truth about this matter not long ago."

"If it weren't for the secret manipulation of that guy above, after the end of the world, Mo Li wouldn't become a great evil person, but he would never jump out and take other people's lives too seriously."

"As he possesses an immortal body, he should be living a comfortable life."

The girl in the white dress narrowed her eyes slightly and spoke softly, lowering her voice again.

“You want to be the real Li Qiye, right?”

Mo Li's eyes were complicated, full of struggle, pain, anger, hatred, but the most was helplessness.

After a moment, Mo Li slowly closed his eyes, finally calmed down, and said in a hoarse voice.

"What benefits can I get from cooperating with you?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the figure of the girl in the white dress disappeared, but like mist, she reappeared on a chair in the distance. She raised her eyebrows slightly and spoke nonchalantly.

"We are in a very difficult situation, and we can't help you much, but as long as we win the last wish of the bet, everything will be back to normal."

"Whatever wish you have, we can help you realize it."

"It's not impossible for you to join us and become a being like us."

Mo Li slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly loosened his palm, which turned into broken porcelain pieces and scattered everywhere. His palm, which should have been bloody, had recovered as before under his immortal body.

"Join you? Forget it."

"I used to think that you were the kind of gods that we couldn't imagine and were omnipotent, but after listening to the good things you said to me just now, I realized that you are not something worth looking up to."

Hearing Mo Li's sarcasm, the girl in the white dress didn't care. She just raised her arm and looked at it carefully, with a strange look in her eyes.

"You're right. We are not something that deserves respect or admiration."

"We are just stronger than you."

As she spoke, the girl in the white dress pursed her lips slightly, revealing a bright smile, and said with interest.

"This is the first time we have a body. It's quite interesting. I also seem to understand your emotions and desires."

Mo Li's eyes flashed, and he looked at the familiar face of the girl in the white dress and said coldly.

"Can you please change your face? I feel a little uncomfortable talking to me like this."

Hearing this, the girl in the white dress didn't say anything more, nor did she change her expression. She just said lightly.

"That doesn't have to be the case. We won't occupy this body forever."

"As long as you agree to our conditions, we will leave this body. After all, this body actually limits our abilities."

Mo Li's eyes flickered, unwilling to delay any further, and urged directly.

"Just tell me, how do you want to cooperate with me?"

The girl in the white dress waved her hand, and the originally messy ground began to repair itself and return to its original place, as if time had gone backwards.

"It's simple. When necessary, we need to occupy your body."

Mo Li's expression remained unchanged, and he did not seem to find this condition difficult to accept. He just asked calmly.

"What do you mean by the necessary time?"

The woman in white skirt outlined with one hand, and a cup of warm tea appeared out of thin air and fell into her hands. She lowered her head slightly, took a sip of the tea carefully, and spoke slowly.

"Of course it will be when you and Su Li merge. As long as we help you, no matter how much of an advantage he has before the fusion, we can guarantee that the personality after the fusion will definitely be you."

Hearing this, Mo Li's expression changed slightly, his eyes became more suspicious, and he asked in a low voice.

"That's it?"

The girl in the white dress put down the teacup, without looking at Mo Li, and just spoke softly.

"That's all. For us, having a physical body is actually a limitation."

"Having more desires than we should have will make us no longer ourselves."

"Of course, if you wish, we can also occupy your body at any time and help you through the crisis."

Mo Li's mouth twitched, revealing a hint of sneer, but he said coldly.

"No need. As long as you don't regret it, I won't do anything unnecessary."

When the girl in the white dress heard this, her eyes flashed and she spoke softly to Mo Li.

"You don't have to worry about this."

"We, as beings, will never go back on the promises we make."

Mo Li did not comment on this, but suddenly thought of something, touched his chin with his hand, and said thoughtfully.

"Interesting. I always felt that I was separated from the main body by the gods."

"But now it seems that it was you two nebulae who did this."

The girl in the white dress still had no special reaction. She even ignored Mo Li's questioning and answered with a tacit attitude.

Seeing this, Mo Li said nothing more, but just looked at the girl in the white dress quietly, with a complicated and unreadable look in his eyes.

Suddenly, Mo Li spoke, his voice a little sadder, and said to the girl in the white dress.

"Can you...give this body some self-awareness?"

The girl in the white dress was not surprised and just replied calmly.

"That's not difficult, but you have to understand that even if we give this body self-awareness, she won't be your Tongtong, your An, she will just be a completely different person."

Mo Li lowered his eyebrows, pressed his hands together, clenched them tightly, his knuckles turned slightly white, but he spoke softly without any abnormality.

"It doesn't matter. I don't care about that."

"Anyway, no one cares about me."

Hearing this, the girl in the white dress said nothing more. There seemed to be shadows flowing through her eyes, bright and dazzling. After a moment, the girl in the white dress tilted her body and fell on the chair, as if she had fallen asleep.

Obviously, the two guys who possessed the body have left it. Mo Li looked at the sleeping girl in white dress with a hint of expectation and a complicated expression.

Chapter 121: Go with the Flow (I)

A month later, the continuous rainy season finally came to an end.

As the weeds in the city grow taller and taller, the temperature also rises quietly, and the chirping of insects everywhere adds a sense of heat.

I stood in an abandoned parking lot, crawling under a car body, sweating profusely, trying to repair the pickup truck using parts I had collected from all over.

While I was repairing the car, I heard a muffled sound from the body of the car. I stuck my head out from under the car and saw a pair of white legs resting on the body of the car, swinging back and forth with boredom.

Looking closely, I saw An sitting on the roof with a bored look on his face, swinging his legs constantly. When he saw me looking at him, he rolled his eyes at me and said weakly.

"So boring, Su Li."

I was speechless, looking at the childish person in front of me, wiped the sweat from my face, and said unhappily.

"I'm bored too, but you're the one who smashed my only car to pieces."

An curled the corner of her mouth, shook her little feet, kicked the car body hard, and immediately retorted.

"You also shot me several times, leaving several cuts on my body."

"It hurts."

I was speechless for a moment, but I couldn't refute. Feeling guilty, I pretended not to hear it, shrank back under the car, and continued to try to repair the pickup truck.

After a moment, I crawled out from under the car with a sense of relief, but saw An lying on the car body, looking drowsy. I glanced at her, smiled bitterly, and my eyes became calm.

Unlike Tongtong, An doesn't like wearing skirts. Instead, she likes wearing jeans and always wears a white hat. She looks youthful and beautiful, like a young girl.

I never knew that Tongtong had such a side to her. An's appearance seemed to complete Tongtong's incomplete life.

Suddenly, An jumped out of the car with great energy, stood in front of me with his hands behind his back, and looked at my face from time to time with a strange look in his eyes.

After a moment, she reached out her hand, pressed it against my face, and shook her head and sighed.

"You look so silly when you laugh."

"My vision is really bad."

I reached out and slapped An's little hand away, then wiped the motor oil on my hand across An's fair little face, leaving a black mark, and sighed.

"Your vision cannot be described as poor."

Hearing this, An twisted his mouth and made a face at me. Then he used his little hands to wipe the oil off his face, which became dirtier and dirtier.

I wiped my hands, opened the car door, and tried to see if the car was repaired by me. An followed me into the car.

When I turned the car key, the car engine made a sound that didn't sound very healthy. At this time, An came over and said to me mysteriously.

"There is good news and bad news."