My future diary cannot be the last one

The so-called earth is not the ideal land in Zhou Zhiyuan's mind at all.

Bad Xunxi did not doubt the words of the golden cursive characters. After all, although he did not come in person, behind him was still a desperate writer, one of the Thirteen Originals.

His words are highly credible.

more importantly---

"You seem to understand the earth better than me?"

【certainly. ] On the diary, golden squiggles quickly appeared: [Irregular oval planet, a total of more than seven billion people and a growing population, an increasingly poor ecological environment, an increasingly developed human civilization, and no Any supernatural beings, what a wonderful world~]

".What on earth do you know?"

Bad Xunxi's frown deepened as he tried to dismantle the desperate writer's intentions: "The earth is not an ideal land, so does that mean there are supernatural beings on the earth?"

"No, the earth itself is supernatural?"

Immediately afterwards, Bad Xun Xi suddenly thought of a terrible guess. This guess made him stand up from his seat almost subconsciously.

However---

[Shh. 】

Suddenly, a large font appeared on the diary. In an instant, Bad Xun Xi forgot the terrible guess he had just thought of. I just remember that I seemed to have guessed the truth, but now I have forgotten it. This feeling made Bad Xun Xi couldn't help but rub his eyebrows.

"Is this how you treat a dead soul?"

[I can’t help it, after all, what I hate most is spoilers. And you are already a revenant, so don’t spoil it for the people who are still alive. 】

".Tsk."

Bad Xunxi took a deep breath after hearing this. He wanted to pursue it, but considering that he and the desperate writer seemed to be equal, but were actually very different in status, he could only swallow this breath: "Forget it, let's get back to the topic. .Even if you change your mind, how can you let Zhou Zhiyuan succeed?"

【Very simple. 】

The desperate writer said easily: [I have a certain fate with the visitor from another world. As long as I am willing to pay the price, I can make him ignore Zhou Zhiyuan. 】

[And there are no visitors from other world blocking the way. 】

[Zhou Zhiyuan’s ritual can indeed be connected to the earth. 】

[When the time comes, he will probably become the second human to be promoted to the last generation. Your plan fails, and the ‘real Xun Xi’ outside is also doomed. 】

"Pay the price?"

Bad Xun Xi suddenly smiled when he saw this: "It sounds so easy, but in fact it must be a big price, right? A guy with a bad character like you is unlikely to have friends, and it's almost as good as having enemies. You are willing to pay such a big price The price is just to see my plan fail?"

"It's your fault."

【Of course it’s not a loss. 】

The desperate writer replied without hesitation: [What I like to see most is the expression of despair on your strategizing face. 】

[Start by accepting your transaction. 】

【That’s what I thought. 】

[So I can even keep you alive for a while. 】

Bad Xun Xi: "."

"No need."

After a while, Bad Xunxi shook his head and said: "Dear writer, after hearing what you say, I actually have a better script. Do you want to hear it?"

【Tell me. 】

"A primitive being, a great primitive." I saw the bad Xun Xi saying word by word: "He can control time, he can write destiny, he conspires against a mortal. And in order to scheme against this mortal, he even does not hesitate to pay the price , but in the end He fell short."

"That mortal still succeeded."

"The original existence that paid a huge price ended up stealing the chicken but losing the rice. It has since become the biggest joke among the Thirteen Originals."

"Isn't this script more interesting?"

【.oh? 】

Bad Xunxi looked at the notes in front of him, and after a pause, the golden cursive characters on the notes reappeared: [Do you think you can still succeed? 】

[What other traps did you lay without telling me? 】

"That's not true."

Bad Xunxi shook his head: "You wrote the script several years ago. From that moment on, fate has turned into a lake without waves, and all developments have been doomed. And what I have done , just throwing a pebble into the waveless lake."

【Who is Xiaoshi? 】

"Xun Xi." Bad Xun Xi smiled slightly when he heard this: "You always thought that the person who really played against you was me, so you ignored the real Xun Xi outside."

"But what is the reality?"

"I am already in the past tense, and the one outside is the present continuous tense."

"You have to know that when I first crossed over, I went through a difficult period of emotional breakdown. And the guy outside was obviously getting along like a fish in water."

(See Chapter 12 for details)

"So I have great confidence in 'Xun Xi'." Bad Xun Xi continued:

"In the script you designed, he is a variable. I believe that with 'Xun Xi's' intelligence, he can bring you surprises."

【.interesting. 】

As he spoke, the figure of bad Xun Xi became increasingly faint. It was obvious that this kind of undead spirit in memory could not exist for too long. After rejecting the desperate writer's charity, the bad Xunxi could no longer hold on: "It seems that you are not as unhappy as I imagined."

【Why are you unhappy? 】

The golden squiggles continued to appear, and the desperate writer's demeanor remained elegant and calm: [I just want to have fun. The bigger the fun, the more interested I am. 】

[As for who Lezi is. 】

【I do not mind. 】

It doesn't matter even if it's yourself.

[It would be better to say that after paying such a huge price to plot against a mortal, only to have him turn an entire army against him, this kind of development is indeed quite despairing. 】

【I like. 】

"hehe."

Bad Xun Xi also chuckled when he heard this, and then showed a recalling expression, but said nothing more and closed his eyes. Immediately afterwards, he saw a strange smile on his lips, and like a dream bubble, it exploded into nothingness with a snap.

And after he disappeared.

The black diary on the desk also started to flip through, and it turned directly to the last page, which was a paragraph written in black ink.

It seems that Bad Xunxi wrote it while talking to desperate writers.

But there are not many words, only three paragraphs.

"Death is not the end, but the beginning."

"As the revealer and writer, I started the drama of Earth Religion during my lifetime. And my death will open the curtain of another drama for you."

"You'll be satisfied."

After a moment, golden squiggles from the desperate writer appeared below the message, as if an aristocrat was replying to his pen pal.

【I am looking forward. 】

"Snapped!"

The diary was closed and then disappeared out of thin air on the desk. And with the disappearance of the diary, the entire supernatural room constructed of memories completely collapsed, and was then crushed to pieces. It was like the originally calm lake surface was being hit by a stone, creating ripples.

There will be more tonight, three updates today.