I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

"They live in darkness,

The trapped beast suffers from hunger,

Shh... Mystery is all around. "

- Screen name: Shirley Ma.

Litai City.

Master Ma, who opened a hot pot restaurant, updated his signature on his personal homepage.

In the dark, he silently lit a cigarette.

The bright and extinguished fire reflected his face full of vicissitudes of life with sharp edges and corners and pits.

He stared into the night.

The darkness was also staring at him.

in the dark,

Two lines appeared strangely:

【Do you believe in God? 】

【YES/NO? 】

I took two puffs.

Master Ma ruthlessly snuffed out the cigarette **** on the wooden table, and the residual temperature of the cigarette **** burned a black mark on the wooden table.

"Damn it, I didn't expect it to be Lao Tzu's turn."

He pressed "YES" viciously.

...

2114.

Irene's anonymous mailbox received an email.

Sent by Molly.

She asked in the letter: "Our paper is about to be submitted, Uncle G, what do you think this paper should be named? PS: Grandpa is talking about you all day long."

Yi Rin thought for a while and replied, "To the Sky Where Humanity Will Lose."

Molly in front of the screen froze for a moment.

Uncle G's reply speed is too fast.

Are you putting this back on the question bank?

Have you thought carefully about it?

A disgruntled Molly taps the keyboard:

Molly: "It's too literary, isn't it? The pain literature style of the last century... As expected of you, Uncle G. (?'?Д?')!!"

Irene: "Are you okay?"

Molly: "Do I have to add a translation at the beginning: Ah! My God, on that day, we humans lost our airspace rights? I really want to kick God's **** with a boot."

Yi Rin: "I think it's okay?"

Molly: "...Forget it, I knew I wouldn't ask you. My grandfather asked you when you will come back. He is bored and sticks to me at home all day. Uncle G, you hurry up and show your supernatural powers. Take it away!"

End the call.

"What age did he grow up in?" Molly shut down the computer angrily. She rolled on the bed for a while, pondering what Uncle G said. I don't know why, but the more she thought about it, the more she felt that this kind of mysterious paper, with an old-fashioned hurt title, was inexplicable.

"Have I been infected by Uncle G?"

Molly squeezed her face in confusion. She turned on the computer again and began to revise the paper.

...

January 5, 2114.

A paper that is not like a paper was officially published under the secret efforts of many forces.

"To the Sky that Mankind Will Lose".

"Humans have conquered the sky for thousands of years, but on this day, the sky has become a forbidden area for God again."

...

...

June 2116.

The World Heart Association released a figure.

Since 2111, the number of patients who died of unexplained "sudden cardiac death" every year has increased by about 5% every year.

However, among the youths younger than 30 years old, the proportion of "sudden cardiac death" every year has increased by more than 50% than before.

Sad result.

Therefore, the World Heart Association appeals to the majority of young people to stay up late, less indulgence, less tobacco and alcohol, and be happy with you and me.

...

same year.

July.

Pendragon Castle.

The girl and the woman in black are comparing swords.

The silhouettes of the two people tossed in the yard.

But it's not so much a sword fight, it's better to say that a woman in black feeds a girl.

It's big Milian, and little Milian.

The two of them met by "fate".

Big Milian held up a branch and easily blocked Xiao Milian's every sword.

Xiaomi Lien's sword is a knight's sword.

Blowing hair and breaking hair is unstoppable.

However, she couldn't break the "teacher"'s sword.

After a while.

Xiaomi Lien was panting on the ground, exhausted.

"I don't have anything to teach you. Heh...it's time to go."

Milian looked at her younger self, and after a while, said something.

Neither of them noticed that when Da Milian said these words, there was a bit of complicated reluctance to give up.

"what?"

Lolita Milian, who was lying on the ground, raised her head and gave a stunned "ah".

She was stunned.

It was so sudden.

Last year, the old housekeeper died suddenly of an unknown heart attack, and the only family around her was her teacher.

The elders of the clan, from childhood to adulthood, raised her only as "Master Pendragon" and as "Pendragon's heir". They only pay attention to their swordsmanship skills, and they don't know if they are happy or not, and they don't know if they are tired.

In the past two years, she has been with the "teacher" day and night, almost treating the other person as her "mother", but suddenly, the teacher said this sentence, it seemed to mean farewell.

"Do not,"

Xiaomi Lien gritted her teeth: "Teacher, I'm still, I'm still a long way off, you see, I can't even beat you with a branch, I'm still too weak."

Da Milian stepped forward and touched her head.

In a trance, she remembered the "self" back then, and was touched by the "teacher" like this.

It's a cycle.

It's a desperate cycle.

One day, the girl in front of her will grow up as she wishes, she will truly understand what it means to be "invincible", she will be favored by the world, and twelve Knights of the Round Table who are willing to protect her will gather around her, and she will also be on that day. , in order to find the glory of the family, arrived in the mysterious east, and met that person.

They will meet again, and together with Rin, she will experience everything she has experienced, and she will be able to taste the powerlessness and despair she has tasted once again.

Everything will start all over again, and one day she will become who she is now.

Then, loop it all over again.

Milian lowered her head, she suddenly felt that this was a wonderful fate, a strange fate where she and herself met.

Only movies can do that.

But she went through a "cycle" herself.

Seeing that the teacher was silent, Xiaomi Lien thought that her words could not impress the teacher. She hurriedly raised her scarred hands: "Hey, teacher, look, I'm holding the sword in the wrong position, my breathing is very fast, I can't keep up with the teacher's movements at all, I can learn too much. .Teacher, if Milian doesn't have you, I don't know how to live."

"No, you're wrong." Milian shook her head affirmatively: "No one knows better than me that now you are more worthy of this sword than anyone else."

Finished.

Milian made a move with her right hand, and the castle vibrated violently. An ancient sword buried deep in the ground, in the tremor, penetrated the layers of stone walls, flew into the air, and then fell like a meteor, stuck between the two of them. .

That is the "treasure" of the Pendragon family buried deep in the ground - the holy sword.

The golden holy sword shone brightly in the sun, and Xiaomi Lien stared at the light flowing on the sword, dumbfounded.

Milian also looked at it, but this sword no longer belonged to her.

She wasn't wrong about what she said.

There is no other person in the world who is more worthy of this sword than the girl in front of him.

including her.

She doesn't deserve either.

She just gave up the glorious "dead".

Milian smiled: "Someone once said that there is no such thing as a dinner party in the world. So, it's time to say goodbye."

The girl burst into tears.

She still doesn't know what her teacher looks like.

She was worried, what would she do if she said goodbye today and never saw her again in the future.

"One day, we will meet again."

"Really?"

"Yes, in the name of 'Knight', I make an oath."

"By that day, I will be stronger and surpass my teacher."

The girl held the holy sword.

On her forehead, a hair stubbornly curled up into a bunch of dull hair that never fell.

At this moment, she officially inherited the glory of her ancestors and became... the king of knights.

"Remember, never forget, your honor and... pride. Miriam Artoria X Pendragon."

"Yes, my teacher."

The girl raised her sword high and raised her curly hair.

on this day,

She made an oath.

She swore,

Never forget glory and pride.

In the name of "Pendragon".

...

...

The sun was shining like a beam, and under the shade of the tree, a smiling man beckoned to Milian from afar.

It's Irene.

"What's wrong? Unwilling?"

Irin eats grilled chicken wings.

For the first time in the world, Milian didn't ask Yi Rin for anything, but lowered her head and was very worried.

"Well, eat it while it's hot. I'm in a hurry today, so I only baked two."

Irin shoved another grilled chicken wing into Milian's mouth.

Milian bites.

"Woooooooo-"

Mouth full.

"Aren't we still alive?"

Yilin's smile was as warm as a spring breeze, and with the comfort of roasted chicken wings, Milian's depression gradually eased.

"Will she become me one day?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

Irene nodded first, then shook her head.

Milian was stunned: "Why?"

"Because, in this world, there is no 'I'."

Milian was dumbfounded.

"If you haven't met me, you won't enter the singularity of the age of God; if you don't enter the singularity of the age of gods, you won't die; if you don't die, you won't reach hell; if you don't reach hell, you won't be in **** and be I, pushed the position of the knight."

Straightening the logic in one breath, Yi Rin stretched out an index finger: "Without me, she wouldn't become you. Unless, one day, this world suddenly has an 'I'. Huh? What are you laughing at? Did you understand?"

Yi Rin was very puzzled, he spoke so fast, as usual, Milian would not understand it.

Milian smiled softly, she was very happy.

But she didn't say anything, just nibbled at the chicken wings.

It's great to meet you.

Really tasty.

"Almost three years."

Irin finished eating the chicken wings.

"I should be going."

"Um."

Milian had already noticed it.

This time, the dishes were so perfunctory and different from usual, and Irin made a decision that was different from usual, but Milian didn't feel too surprised.

Over the years, Yilin has been traveling between the regional servers of the Tower of War and the Tower of Famine, dedicated to using "magic", "alchemy", "ceremony", "witchcraft", "curse", "potion" , "God's descent" and other mysterious knowledge, perfecting the rules of "Freedom Law", he and Milian get together less often, and the time interval between each cooking is getting longer and longer.

Milian's calmness surprised Irin.

He stroked Milian's hair lightly, and passed his fingers through the gap in his forehead, pausing for a moment.

Irin threw an exquisite badge into Milian's hand.

"This is?"

"Oh, nothing, the identity proof of Dean Wandering Sea. I accidentally killed an ancient vampire. He hasn't sucked blood for hundreds of years, and he is a little weak. I took over Wandering Sea by the way, and now he is the honorary dean."

Yi Rin said lightly about one of his trivial deeds in the past three years: "Remember ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The road we are taking now is 'history', our future, and it will definitely come."

Milian nodded vigorously.

"When the time is right, everything in the Wandering Sea will become your strength."

Milian nodded again.

before leaving.

Irene remembered something:

"By the way, I took it in by the way... ahem, a few poor and confused female students. Coincidentally, they are all called... Cecia von Einzbern."

When Milian heard this, she was vigilant and raised her eyebrows: "How many...?"

Yi Rin replied calmly, "It's just over 10,000 in total."

"!"

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