The Final Story of Miss Weird

Why does it sound like the Terminator?

Listening to this description, Luo Ling already had a picture in his mind, but he still resisted the urge to complain and nodded.

"Well, since you have already made arrangements, I won't bother you any more."

Luo Ling did not delay any longer here. Just as the young man said, if he wanted to stop the philosopher, he had to hurry.

In fact, Luo Ling is very interested in the new world described by philosophers. If such a new world really exists, if it can really get rid of confusion and weirdness, Luo Ling does not think it is a bad thing.

However, what the truth is, how much did the philosopher hide, or in other words, whether his words were lies... Luo Ling didn't know.

But at least, regardless of whether it prevents the philosopher from continuing his plan, at least he should bring the old man's last words to him.

Luo Ling doesn't have the habit of refusing to pay his debts.

Before Luo Ling left, the old boy suddenly called out to her.

"About the Twintails team...I'm sorry."

The boy was not apologizing to the "White Witch", but to Luo Ling who was "sacrificed" in the plan.

Because "Luo Ling" did nothing wrong, she and the Twin Ponytails Team just happened to be chosen as necessary sacrifices.

As a fighter, the boy objected to the old man's practice of treating everything as a bargaining chip, but as a director, he could only remain silent.

From beginning to end, the boy never compared this incident with the beheading that followed, even though Luo Ling and the "White Witch" were the same person.

"At least they weren't really 'sacrificed', so it can be considered as a offset." Luo Ling smiled slightly, then pushed the door open and walked out.

The room returned to its former silence, and the boy remained silent for a long time until the secretary general woke up again, walked into the room in a panic and confusion, and reported some of the latest news to the boy.

As expected, even though the boundary collapse outside the mystical barrier has not yet ended, several offices have quietly disconnected from the headquarters.

Most of the remaining offices were in a state of being in and out of the relationship, including many direct offices. Even the Wellington office that Lu Fangling was in charge of was no exception. Even though she herself did not have many thoughts of splitting, it had come to this point and she had no choice.

Including the headquarters, only three offices exercised restraint.

It can be said that from this moment on, the "company" finally faced the fate of disintegration.

After listening to the report, the boy said nothing, but waved his hand to let the Secretary-General leave.

As the only remaining director, he has become a disabled man and is completely powerless to stop all this from happening.

Just as the young man said, the current "company" doesn't even have the ability to clarify the matter for the "White Witch", and canceling the bounty is already the limit of its ability.

An era has not yet ended, but the overlord of the era has already ended ahead of time.

"What should I and the company do next..."

After a long sigh, the young man suddenly looked a little older.

.........

The once bustling "company" headquarters is now sparsely populated.

The "company" members who passed by from time to time were basically in a hurry and did not dare to stay for long.

The conference room, which used to require reservations to use, was now empty, and even the office was deserted with few people to be seen. This had never happened even on holidays.

After shedding her "White Witch" form, Luo Ling walked in the corridor, looking at the "company" headquarters which had completely changed in just a few days, and couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion at how much the world has changed.

However, the reason why the "company" has become so depressed now, in addition to the failure in dealing with the "pioneer", a large part of the reason is Luo Ling...

Walking out of the "company's" headquarters building, Luo Ling raised his head and looked outside the mystical barrier that enveloped the headquarters, his expression becoming more serious.

"Boundaries Collapse..."

She had witnessed boundaries collapse more than once, but never like this.

Countless past events have been repeated again and again, and countless collapses have continued to accumulate. No one knows where Victoria will eventually go, and no one can imagine what the end of the collapse will be like.

Luo Ling took a step forward and walked towards the collapsed boundary.

The mystical barrier at the headquarters of the "Company" can stabilize the existence of the boundary to the greatest extent and not be affected by collapse, but as long as you leave the mystical barrier, you cannot avoid being trapped in the collapse.

This is extremely dangerous behavior.

But...Luo Ling is one of the few exceptions.

For her, the collapse of boundaries is not dangerous.

On the contrary, for the boundary that is in a state of collapse, Luo Ling is the most dangerous existence.

"It seems that Grandma Yuejian...has already got what she wanted."

Luo Ling felt the endless collapse of the boundary. The "forbidden" disaster had indeed completely subsided, and the "moment of death" no longer existed in the world.

"She should have taken the most important step on her path to becoming a god."

We must never underestimate the other members of the tea party except Iris. In fact, even Miss Iris, as a person favored by the gods and deeply loved by "Jingwei", has unlimited potential. It's just that she is dull and stupid, so she is so low-key.

"We have to find a chance to settle the account."

Luo Ling's expression darkened slightly, then he took a step forward and left the range of the secret magic barrier directly.

As expected, within the mystical barrier, her condition was relatively stable.

But once it touches the boundary of the collapse state, the evil transformation will soon be uncontrollably revealed.

Luo Ling lowered his head slightly and saw that the uneven ground was filled with small puddles. In each puddle there was a pair of scorching dark golden vertical pupils burning, ferocious and majestic at the same time. A will that could not be disobeyed kept emerging, like the ruler of the world.

A cotton-like drizzle floated above the sky, but no one could get close to the terrifying figure.

"time to go."

Luo Ling slowly closed his eyes.

She did not return to the Kingdom of God, nor did she send the corresponding information, but chose to go to the burial place alone.

Because Luo Ling knew very well that if Elsa and others knew about these things, no matter what she said, they would definitely not let her go to the burial ground.

However, when it comes to the unknown "doomsday" path, Luo Ling does not want to let his small family take the risk with him.

This is the "end of the world". If she is not careful...even she will be unable to save it. What's more, the burial ground is an existence that even the five-member group is so afraid of. Even after they have powerful strength, they dare not explore this terrifying place.

Luo Ling couldn't bear to lose any of them, so she acted alone again after a long time.

Relying on the memories left by the old man, Luo Ling successfully found the entrance to the burial ground. In the constantly collapsing Victoria, the thin figure slowly disappeared.

At the same time, in the high-rise building of the "Company" headquarters.

Lu Fangling watched the black-haired girl leave, and was silent for a long time before she spoke,

"So, Manqing, have you already known about these things?"

"maybe."

Lu Manqing, who was nominally missing and even registered as dead in the company's files, was now next to Lu Fangling.

She sat backwards in the chair, resting her chin on the back of the chair bored, but her eyes were fixed on the place where Luo Ling disappeared. There was a hint of complex emotions in the depths of her eyes, as if she was recalling some irretrievable time.

"Is there anything else you haven't told me, Manqing?" Lu Fangling said softly, "Or, I should call you, "The Omen of Disaster"."

"There aren't many left, my mother."

.........

In the desolate land, even the sky was gloomy and yellow. On the dry and cracked earth, a shabby little wooden house suddenly appeared. The wood used to build the house had long since rotted away, and it was only half collapsed.

The slightly solid shadow of the philosopher stood in front of the cabin. After a long sigh, he carefully pushed the door open and walked in.

The cabin was very simple, with only a fireplace, a sofa and a bench.

The sofa is for teachers and educators, the fireplace is for heating, and the small bench belongs to the oldest philosophers.

It took them an unknown amount of time to piece together what they had finally managed to build a base in this desolate burial ground.

It was in this extremely simple stronghold that they witnessed with their own eyes the real side of the world as revealed by the burial ground, and from then on strengthened their respective ideals.

This is where the story begins.

But... this rather long story seems to be coming to an end at the very beginning.

The philosopher walked over to the small bench and sat down directly.

Fortunately, he is just a shadow now, otherwise, given the rottenness of the small bench, it would probably collapse in an instant with just a slight breeze.

As in the past, the philosopher took out the spare charcoal in the cabin one by one and put it into the fireplace one by one.

The charcoal began to burn slightly, and soon, the faint and dim flames filled the half-rotten wooden house.

At this moment, the door of the cabin was pushed open again, and a gloomy girl with black hair walked in.

Luo Ling is very familiar with this cabin that has appeared many times in the stories of "The Company" and "Pioneers".

After she entered the burial ground using the entrance left by the old man, she saw the stronghold at first sight and saw the philosopher through the gap in the half-collapsed wall.

Luo Ling's visit did not surprise the philosopher. He raised his head slightly and said softly,

"You arrived a little faster than I expected, Miss Luo Ling."

"Someone has already done the most troublesome thing for me." Luo Ling said.

Luo Ling originally wanted to stop the old man from being promoted, but she didn't expect that the woman would kill the old man before her. From the results, it actually saved Luo Ling a lot of time.

"Unfortunately, I didn't discover her true purpose until the very end, but it was too late." The philosopher shook his head and sighed.

The reason why he finally put the historian's photo on the wall in the first place was that he realized the terrible goal of this existence that had been wavering from the beginning.

But by then planning for the promotion ceremony had already begun and it was too late.

"My brother should have left me some words," the philosopher raised his head and looked directly at Luo Ling with his cloudy eyes. "I guess he was warning me that the promotion was a conspiracy and asked me to give up."

"Mr. Philosopher, you... couldn't have known this a long time ago?"

Luo Ling was a little surprised. She had already packed the memory package and was ready to throw it over, but the philosopher guessed the old man's last words right away.

"It wasn't that long ago. When I officially started the promotion, I realized the truth of this promotion ceremony." The philosopher said softly, "This is not a promotion, this is a demise. I can't become the 'Messenger of Destiny', but the 'Messenger of Destiny' will become me."

It is well known that the "Messenger of Fate" who controls the power "Traveler" has completely fallen into "death". Because of this, the philosopher was able to take over His authority.

It was not until the "weird and human-like" promotion ceremony began with the purpose of getting rid of the cost and restrictions of power that the philosopher finally realized that this was a conspiracy.

Originated from the conspiracy of "The Messenger of Fate".

He will use this ascension ceremony to be reborn from the philosopher's consciousness and return again.

When the promotion ceremony is completed, the philosopher will no longer be a philosopher, but a "messenger of destiny" resurrected from "death".

"I already know my destined end, but I choose to accept it." The philosopher smiled and continued, "Because I have already gambled everything I have, not to mention that I have not failed yet.

"It doesn't matter if it's just a conspiracy, or if I'm replaced by Him, as long as I can accomplish my goal, as long as the new world can be successfully born...

“I would be able to get the final victory I wanted.

“Even if the end of the world comes.”

Chapter 5: The Enlightened Ones Are Always Happy (k)

On the earth that was devastated, withered and desolate to the point of being as terrifying as death, not even a breeze that could bring a moment of vitality appeared, and everything seemed to have fallen into eternal death.

This is the burial ground, the final resting place of an unknown and mysterious "god".

His irreversible eternal sleep seemed to have taken away everything that belonged to life from this burial ground.

Even Luo Ling, who was a strange person, felt her inspiration drain away uncontrollably when she was in the bone burial ground, and she couldn't get any replenishment at all, not to mention other awakened people.

As time goes by, all the existence, inspiration and everything else that stays in the burial ground will be gradually exhausted, and buried together with the deceased god in this dead and silent place without any vitality.

No wonder the group of five dared not to leave this stronghold no matter what. They were lucky enough to find an entrance and exit back then, and they did not dare to continue exploring outside.

In a place like this where you can hardly use your abilities, even if you don't encounter any dangerous or scary existence, getting lost for a moment could mean the difference between life and death.

After staying for a while longer, the philosopher's solid shadow dimmed a little, but he still chose to sit on the small bench, staring at the fire in the fireplace in a trance.

The old men are dead, the young are useless, education is killed, history and women have completely deviated from everything they originally were, and now he is the only one who remains on this path.

When the faint flame died out, the philosopher stood up tremblingly and sighed softly.

"...It's time to end it."

As soon as the words fell, the small wooden house that carried the five people's earliest memories collapsed and turned into ashes in an instant.

Then a light breeze suddenly blew up, dispersing all the ashes and spreading them over the burial place.

Over the long years, this barely-there little wooden house had become fragile, and like the memories of the past, it should have turned into ashes long ago.