Chapter 975 Chapter 973 · “Youth Network System.”

 Alice's confused eyes came into Su Mingan's eyes.

She stood at a loss under the light of the statue, while the white-haired bishops and nuns knelt before her devoutly. At this time, she looked exactly like Su Ming'an, who was admired by everyone as the number one player.

 …

 “Ding dong!”

  【Trigger the side plot: The Road of the Goddess】

 Hint: You can agree to let Alice become a goddess, or refuse. Different options will lead to different plot directions. 】

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 Alice has been chosen as the savior of this era. Does she really have the right to say "no"?

Su Mingan also had no right to say "no" at the beginning. Not because he can't, but because he doesn't want to, he can't turn a blind eye to responsibility.

 "Sir Detective..." In the quiet church, Alice stretched out her hand to Su Ming'an. But she took half a step forward and did not approach him after all. Instead, she stayed under the light of the statue and surrounded by everyone. She didn't run away.

 Her eyes trembled, and finally she smiled.

“Detective sir, do you know what I’m thinking?”

 “Hmm…?” Su Mingan raised his head.

"I was thinking...Issy has liked playing the violin since he was a child. He is in poor health and doesn't like to learn swordsmanship. Every time he gives me an instrument, I use too much force to break the strings. Others say I am a violent woman, but he thinks I am The hand holding the sword like this is also very beautiful. I'm thinking... one day, I can protect him with such violent hands." Alice said:

"Diff is a quiet guy who spends all day hunting in the forest. But every time he comes to see me, he will try to wash the blood off his body. He will teach me archery, although I have no talent and always scare the rabbits away. "

"Wendel is a shy knight. Every time I go to the royal city to talk to him, he will blush. He will always address me with honorifics. Even if I ask him to call my name, he will solemnly add the honorific. Words. Over the years, I can always see him helping people eradicate alien species. Even if a child gets lost, he will patiently send the child home. He is a very good person, and I don’t want him to die in the war.”

"Pat... is the guy who grew up with me in the slums. He cheats and cheats, but sometimes he is very principled. He uses all the money to relieve the slums. Others call him a wild boy because he is like a wolf. Same. If the war breaks out in the small town, the slums he fought so hard to protect will no longer exist."

"Meimi, the neighbor's gardener, has always been with me. When you were away, Detective, she taught me how to comb my hair and how to choose a skirt. She also helped me cultivate the lily garden that Grandpa Maxi asked me to take care of. .I don’t want those flowers to be burned.”

"There is also... a bard I met recently. His name is Xiao Hei. He always holds a harp and plays songs in the square. When I feel a little confused, I always run into him, and he will Told me a lot of life philosophy.”

"These people, these things... I cherish them all. The past three years have been the happiest days of my life. You picked me up from the slums and turned me from an 'unnamed child' into an 'Ellie' Silk'."

“Now, in order to protect these people, I can also let ‘Alice’ become ‘Tasliche’.”

Alice lowered her head and smiled:

 “It’s okay... Detective.”

“Children who refuse to grow up will be pushed by the world to grow up sooner or later... It’s time for me to grow up.”

Su Mingan said: "You won't run away, will you?"

 Alice said: "Yes."

 Alice accepted this fate.

 Although she herself doesn’t know why her mediocre self became the goddess of this generation. She has no idea how to save this era.

The bishop’s grandfather said that when she turns sixteen, she can come to church and officially become a goddess. She still has one last year of freedom.

Su Mingan and Alice left the church, and the priests and nuns kept seeing them off respectfully. Alice tried to say hello to the nuns as usual, but all she received was the frightened and awed looks of the nuns.

"Lord Tasliche... please don't treat us like this. We are not worthy of your treatment. You are already a goddess!"

 So Alice fell silent.

 Tonight is the last day of the year, and the town would hold a festival every year. But now with curfew, the streets are quiet.

On the way home, Su Mingan heard the sound of Xianqin. Sitting beside the fountain in the square was a handsome black-haired boy. The young man fiddled with the gorgeous harp in his hand and hummed softly, his voice comparable to the most beautiful sacred music.

 “Blackie!” said Alice.

This young man is called Xiao Hei, he is her friend and a bard. He was always elusive and gave her a very mysterious feeling.

As soon as Alice called out his name, Xiao Hei smiled slightly, turned around and left, walking very quickly.

Alice said: "Xiao Hei seems to be unwilling to chat with us... By the way, Mr. Detective."

 “What’s wrong?” Su Mingan said.

Alice took out two wooden signs: "Today is the day of the festival. According to custom, everyone will write their wishes on the peace charms. I bought two peace charms before, let's write them together."

Su Mingan took the peace charm and wrote down his wish.

Under the dim light, their shadows were reflected in the water of the fountain, swaying slightly with the ripples of the water. In the lower right corner of Su Mingan's vision, characters were beating quietly.

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　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Girl: What did you write? 】

  【Detective: I want you to live well and still be Alice, not Tasliche. 】

　　　Girl: I also guessed that you would write like this. 】

  【Detective: What are you writing about? 】

  【Girl: Guess? 】

  【Detective: Please pray that I live well and stay with you all the time. 】

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ttled answer, then guess what wish I made for my birthday last year? 】

  【Detective: It should be the same. You want me to live well. 】

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　tledie: So, why are we all making wishes for each other, hoping that the other person lives well instead of thinking about ourselves? 】

  【Detective (stunned):…】

　　　Girl: ...Because we all know that our wishes are somewhat unrealistic. None of us believed that we could live well. But he sincerely hopes and prays that the other person can live a long life. 】

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Giple: We are all very rational about ourselves, but for each other, we subconsciously think from an emotional perspective and send the best wishes in our hearts. 】

  【Detective:…】

 Girl: But why don’t you make a wish for yourself to live a long life? 】

　　　Girl: But why don’t you make a wish that we all live a long life? Is it because you are afraid that if you add unrealistic wishes, your wishes will no longer have the effect of being realized? 】

  【Detective: Alice...】

  【Girl: I have heard about you in recent years. It is said that you also suddenly became a savior in people's eyes one day. Just like I did tonight. At that time, you must have been quite overwhelmed, with so many pairs of eyes staring at you. I think you came here to train me in order to save your own world. 】

  【Girl: You are really nice. 】

  【Girl: You are saving two worlds at the same time. 】

  【Detective:…】

 Girl: The blue full moon is so beautiful tonight...The moon is always beautiful. 】

 Girl: Just like I hope you will always be the detective, I will always be Alice. 】

 …

 Alice's slightly bright eyes made Su Mingan speechless.

He held the peace talisman full of handwriting tightly in his hand, and then followed Alice's movements and hung the peace talisman on the big banyan tree.

 She put her hands together and made a sincere wish. As her eyes closed, those beautiful purple gemstones were hidden under her eyelids, with only her eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Detective Sir, starting from next year, can I ask you for a wish? Think of it as your birthday gift to me. I want to save this wish first, one every year. When I am eighteen years old, you can help me Let’s make it happen together.”

"Can."

 The breeze from the street ruffled his forehead.

 The girl was smiling, and her hands, which were covered with sword calluses and were no longer delicate, took him. The pads of his fingers rubbed against her raised sword cocoons, and even the fine lines could be felt.

He fastened the felt hat on his head, held her hand, and walked back bit by bit. On the way he met the old man Morgan Maxey. The old man was still patrolling the alien species in the middle of the night and said hello to Su Ming'an.

"It's been three years since I first met you, young man." Morgan said: "At that time, you still liked to stick to people everywhere, but now it has become much more normal. You look like you will never age, and your appearance has not changed. .”

“Thank you for taking care of Alice all these years.” Su Mingan still remembered this old man.

"When you get old, you have to do something meaningful." Morgan smiled: "When I was young, it was a turbulent time..."

 After they chatted, they said goodbye to each other. Su Mingan sent Alice home. When he wanted to taste the spring cakes she made, he suddenly felt his vision begin to fluctuate violently.

"Detective Sir, what's wrong with you, Detective Sir, Detective Sir...!" Alice shouted anxiously. Su Mingan's five senses gradually disappeared...

Su Mingan opened his eyes.

 The **** held the Dream Patrol helmet and stood beside the bed looking at him. Her posture is like that of a mother trying to grab her child's game console.

Su Mingan touched his head and found that the gods had forcibly taken off his Dream Patrol helmet, causing the game to be forced to exit.

"You have been playing for more than five hours. Take a break at the right time." The **** said.

“…Are you guest-starring in the anti-addiction system for teenagers?” Su Mingan said.

"Your average sleep time in the past few days is no more than three hours." The **** said, "You will be sluggish, and I still need you. If humans stay up all night for a long time, their brains will become stupid and their memory will become poor."

Su Mingan was silent. Does the **** care about him? This approach is too strong.

"You didn't eat a bite of the sweet cake I made for you. You didn't drink a bite of the black tea I made for you." The **** said coldly: "But you were very happy in the game."

Su Mingan: “…”

 He looked at the cold black tea and sweet cakes on the table.

 The **** said somewhat coldly: "You rest for one hour, and then perform the ceremony to become an angel. Goodbye."

He hugged the Dream Patrol Helmet and left.

Su Mingan finally realized that the gods did have very contradictory feelings towards him. The gods looked like his friends and enemies. She not only has good intentions similar to longing for him, but can also ruthlessly carry out actions that are not beneficial to him.

 He was lying on the bed. Since I can't play games, I can only sleep now.

 After he fell asleep, Chang Ge opened his eyes. Changge's face had an extremely complicated expression, as if he had learned some special information. As a night player, the system will occasionally inform him of some useful information, and he can freely choose whether to inform Su Mingan of this information.

 But Changge thought for a long time, remained silent, and lay back on the bed.

 An hour later, Su Mingan woke up, got out of bed and wanted to move his body.

As soon as he put on his coat, the spirit suddenly appeared in front of him.

 “Let’s go, it’s time to hold the ceremony.” The **** held Su Mingan’s hand.

"What kind of ceremony do you need to perform to become an angel? Can't you just say it?" Su Mingan said.

 The gods pulled him out of the room. Fifty oil paintings hung quietly in the scarlet corridor, and the flickering candlelight reflected on their intertwined hands, making Su Mingan feel dizzy.

 They came to a church. The faint morning light fell through the stained glass, and the myth of an angel killing a python was painted on the wall. Looking at these murals, at this moment, Su Mingan suddenly remembered the scripture he had read before.

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In ancient times, there was an "old god" who once blessed mankind with good weather, but the old **** has disappeared for thousands of years, and today's **** is called the "Shangshen". 】

　　【Some people say that it was God who expelled and killed the old gods and plundered the attendants of the old gods—the three archangels and the two major dependents. 】

　　【The angel of judgment who fell into the mortal world, his name is "Bi Luo". The angel of order who is in charge of the rules is named "Light". The killing angel in charge of punishment is named "Angbu". The familiar spirit whose body is all white is named "Buster". The dependent spirit whose whole body is black is named "Ra". 】

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Su Mingan now knows that the "old god" is himself, which needs to be verified. "Shangshen" is today's god. So who do the three great angels and the two great dependents correspond to?

People always subconsciously ignore the problem of language translation. After all, all the languages ​​he comes into contact with are translated by the system, so there will be no problem of language barrier. Just look at the text and you'll understand what this means.

 But he has actually been ignoring one situation -

 Whether the system will transliterate some names according to the common language of Zhai Xing people?

 For a Longguo native like Su Mingan, what he sees is that the name of Longguofeng is translated according to the semantics of Longguo characters, while the name of foreign style is transliterated according to the common language.

Su Mingan suddenly realized this. He had never thought about this before.

 If it is really a transliteration, then—

Angel of Order “Light”—L-I-G-H-T?

 The killing angel "Umbu"—U-M-B-R-A?

 …

  Light—Ming.

　　Umbra—Shadow.

 (End of this chapter)