On how to save the world by defeating the protagonist

Chapter 11
Sometimes things are not as simple as they appear on the surface.

Tong Lu has only one feeling now: regret, quite a regret at that time.

It was probably because the "our home" in the Lord God's words just raised a kind of anticipation for no reason, or maybe the blush on that person's ears was too cute in the dark, which caused Tong Lu to inexplicably have a feeling on the way home. An illusion: I see a rather cozy little house.

Like in a fairy tale, everywhere is soft and warm; there will be wallpaper of pink flowers on the wall, and the carpet in the living room is gray fluffy with long tassels; there may be a cat sleeping on the shoe cabinet as soon as you enter the door, lined with Yawning under warm lighting...

Or, considering that god's extravagant temperament, the house will be decorated with jewels and resplendent by her.It’s possible that some kind of magic has been cast inside, and it becomes like the TV, with a two-story structure, the complicated crystal lamp in the middle hangs down, and it jingles when the wind blows; the bathroom, kitchen, bedroom, all imaginable places are all bright It is spacious, and there is a tank of tropical fish in the middle of the corridor, as well as other strange and expensive things; by the way, she likes clothes and jewelry so much, there should be a star-level cloakroom at home...

The consequence of imagining too perfect is that it will cause people to be unable to accept the bleakness of reality for a while.

The room looked nothing special on the surface, even more ordinary than it looked from the door.At that time, Tong Lu felt itchy and touched a handful of the damaged and faded couplets on both sides of the security door, and sighed in her heart: He is indeed a master god who has experienced many planes, and even the details are so realistic.

However, the moment she actually opened the door, she realized a fact:
After all, the main god is not a human being, nor can he truly understand human beings.

It is a truly empty house in the real sense, a place that the Lord God calls "our home", and most people usually call it a "rough house".

The whole house is nothing special except for the outside, and there is nothing inside.There are no lights, no furniture, no water or electricity, and no living things of any kind.Everything that the eyes can see is pure white, like the lonely "Lord God Space" in the void.

Except for one place: the middle of the living room.

There was a solitary blanket placed there. From the color, Tong Lu could tell that it should be the one in the space.

In the evening of October, with the last trace of summer evening breeze, she felt for the first time what was really chilling and her heart was flying.

After spending a few seconds persuading herself to accept this reality, Tong Lu dragged her stiff legs into the room, and was pulled by the bouncing main god to sit down on the only blanket.

"Look, I transferred the space here!" The main god was born with the privilege of transcending the world, and she didn't need to eat, drink, and scatter. At the beginning, she couldn't feel the strength of her partner next to her, and instead relied on the other party to say something Non-stop: "By the way, how did you convince people in that infirmary? And why did you paint my nails? Now that I'm home, tell me quickly..."

She rubbed the shoulder of the person next to her, then raised her face and looked up with wide, bright eyes. She suddenly noticed that the other person's face was not very good: "What's wrong?" This innocent god didn't know that humans have words. It's called "The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment." I just don't quite understand the somewhat depressing atmosphere now.

Why does she look sad?The Lord God stretched out his hand and patted the other person's face, a little at a loss.

There is a soft and cold touch on the face, like being poked a few times by the best nephrite jade.Tong Lu sighed silently, lowered her head and looked deeply at the quiet and dark eyes of the Lord God: "Let me ask you, Lord God, do you really know what 'home' is?"

To expect a god standing at the apex of the void to understand the needs of human beings is nothing but fantasy.

Although Tong Lu is tired and hungry now, for her future life, she had to spend nearly an hour explaining to the Lord God what a "home" is and what characteristics a house suitable for human beings should have. Wipe off the applied nail polish.

At the end, in the half-understanding eyes of the other party, she simply took out her mobile phone: "Didn't you say that I don't need to worry about money?" Then she opened the e-wallet page, pointed to the "balance" on it: "Come here , first help me put some money in this."

"How much do you need?" The Lord God tilted his head and asked.

"Let's get [-] first, and recharge if it's not enough." Tong Lu ignored her and opened the takeaway program directly.

Heroes save the world, takeout saves heroes.

From time travel to eight o'clock in the evening, Tong Lu finally ate her first meal of the day, and it was still hot.

Thank God, thank modern technology, thank wallet!Eating fried chicken, she was more satisfied than ever.Although it seems that there are many problems with the temporary stronghold of this plane, at least she will not starve to death.

Here Tong Lu was eating, and over there the main god also took a chicken leg, raised it to his mouth unskillfully and started to chew it, the posture was like doing an arm raising exercise.

"Don't you need to eat?" Tong Lu raised her eyebrows. Although she ordered two fried chickens, it was just a habit. She didn't think the main god would really join the chicken eating team. "Yes." The Lord God took a small bite and tore off the chicken skin with his front teeth: "But it doesn't matter if you eat it, I like these things very much."

In addition to human clothes and jewelry, they also like human food.Tong Lu silently kept this in her heart.There was never a shortage of food around the school. She thought that when she had time to go out of school, she would also bring back some snacks for the Lord God.

"Tong Lu, you haven't told me what happened to that student." Although the main god was eating, there was still room for speech: "The campus businessman's accident was really resolved just like this? Why did he suddenly say Did he hit his head? What if his parents really come?"

"Try not to talk while eating," Tong Lu patted her on the head: "This is human dining etiquette."

After packing up the takeaway lunch boxes and making a copy of the family arrangement across the door, the two of them really sat on a decent sofa.

"Didn't you want to ask me how to solve the problem?" After putting her legs on the fire cage and posing in a comfortable position, Tong Lu slowly explained: "It's very simple, just let the chicken neck do a multiple-choice question: Do you want to make things worse, expose the incidents of being beaten and threatening your classmates, buying grades for the boss, and being a younger brother, or calm down and admit that the wounds were caused by yourself."

"The former will involve himself, his parents, his boss, and the school management all at once, and offend a large group of people, and even make him face three-way pressure from his family and school friends while being expelled. To be retaliated; the latter is much simpler, it is selfish, and there will be no loss except for the hole on the top of the head and the handle left here."

"If you were a 17-year-old underage high school student, which side would you choose?"

(End of this chapter)