"What is the spell he cast on me? It's related to lifespan, right? What exactly is it?"

"Dear Steve, didn't you guess it?" Diana smiled, she knew more about laws and things than anyone else in this world.

"Is it prolonging my life? Oh, actually, I was worried about this. You are a god, and I am just an ordinary human being." Trevor pulled Diana to sit on the chair. He looked at his pocket watch and continued, "But don't worry about it now, that person solved the problem."

He had long thought about Diana, but he never dared to reveal it, because the issue of lifespan was an insurmountable gap between them. He also expressed his heart to her after he felt that he was bound to die, but now he no longer has this concern.

No one wants to watch their lover grow old while they are still young.

"Steve, that's not all." Diana took Trevor's hand and shook her head. "We're going to grow old together...and die at the same time."

Trevor's expression changed into surprise, and his voice couldn't help raising his voice: "This is really... I thought I could just be with you for decades."

Yes, he only wanted to be together for a few more decades. Having the same life span as Diana was something he had never dreamed of.

"So we owe a huge favor." Diana rested her head on Trevor's shoulder, which she liked to do and often did, "In the future...when the crisis comes, we will help that little boy Girl, it's a condition of the deal, but even without these, I will help her."

"Crisis? So they will be in danger when they go back?" Trevor frowned when he heard the word crisis.

"You can't say that." Diana didn't know how to explain to her lover, so she simply picked up the pocket watch in his hand and explained it using a pocket watch as a metaphor, "Have you seen this watch? This is what we will face in the future Crisis, oh, it is inaccurate to say that it is a crisis, after all, it is really not dangerous, and no one can die."

Trevor didn't understand how the pocket watch was related to the crisis, and why people who can't die are also called crises, so he asked: "Why do you compare a crisis to a pocket watch? How can a crisis that can't die be called a crisis?"

"Steve, this is what you don't understand." Diana raised her head and smiled lightly, "A real crisis will never be accompanied by gunpowder, and a real crisis will always be hidden under peace."

She stopped the pocket watch: "Do you see that if the pocket watch stops, it won't be able to keep time?"

"Yes, and then?" Trevor listened patiently, trying to understand what crisis the pocket watch represented.

"Can we time it again by pressing it again?" Diana asked by pressing the pocket watch again.

"Yeah." Trevor nodded.

"What about a large clock?" Diana continued to ask.

"Of course not." Trevor replied quickly. Once a large clock stopped, it would take a long process to recover.

"Then imagine it as the universe." Diana covered the pocket watch and said slowly, "The manipulation of the high-dimensional will is a regulation, the pocket watch is the small universe, the large clock is the large universe, and the small universe can continue to exist in compliance with the regulations, while If the big universe complies with the regulations, it will consume its own parts..."

Trevor is a smart person, and he fully understood when Diana woke up: "You mean our future..."

"Shh." Diana blinked her eyes and signaled Trevor not to say it, "Let's just let something rot in my heart, maybe some unknown creature is eavesdropping."

"I can't stay in peace like this." Trevor shook his head with a wry smile. Even if a crisis doesn't kill people, it's still a crisis. The word crisis itself is not a good word. "Is there anything we can do?"

"Wait, all we can do now is wait." Diana said firmly, "Wait for the crisis to come, and then resolve it."

"Can't something be done now to avoid a crisis?" Trevor is not the kind of person who is willing to wait, especially after knowing that there is a crisis coming, what's the point of doing nothing so they know?Wouldn't that be a waste of time?

"Steve, we are at the upper reaches of history." When she said this, Diana's expression revealed extraordinary seriousness, and she said every word very seriously, "You have also heard what the little girl said .”

"We are not people who are pushed by the wheel of history."

"In this capacity, any of our small decisions may have a huge impact on history. At that time, the crisis may be a real, usual crisis. I don't want to make the situation worse."

"So you said you can't live in London because of this?" Trevor thought of what Diana said at the beginning, "No wonder you made that proposal."

"Steve, you are right." Diana nodded with a chuckle, and then explained in detail, "London is a metropolis, and you know more about how important it is in history than I do."

"What's more, you have been proven dead... That's right, the reason I asked you to do this is also because of this, we want to achieve the best future, so we have to do what it goes." Diana tapped The wall, with serious eyes.

The soul told her many things in her mind. She is a demigod, so it is easier for her to understand what the soul said. In order to solve the crisis, she must first go to a definite and good future.

After all, that is the easiest optimal solution to achieve.

"And Steve, we are not ordinary people now, and it will be suspicious if we don't age in 20 years." Seeing Trevor thinking, Diana put the words in a simple way, "The human world is very important to the immortal. Yearning and curiosity are there from beginning to end...you don't want to be dragged into research, do you?"

"Of course not." Trevor shook his head hurriedly. After seeing the experiment, he became afraid of research. Those scientific madmen have never had any scruples. They only care about whether they can complete their experiments. Do you need to remain anonymous?"

"Naturally." Diana smiled. "We need to wait until something actually happens."

"We need to live with history now."

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After Mo Sheng and Vision came back, they went to do their own things. Vision always stayed in the space. He said that there was everything in the space, and it was much more convenient than being outside.

"What does the space look like?" Mo Sheng was quite curious about this, as she, the nominal owner of the space, didn't know anything about the space, "Does it appear in the space whatever you want?"

"It's about the same." Vision nodded, "It's not much different from the outside world... it's just that there are no other people."

"There are still some things left by the previous people." After a pause, he added.

"What?" Mo Sheng became more curious.

"Tony's semi-finished armor, some books, I don't have the corresponding records here, but I can guess that they are Asgard's books, as well as some training equipment and some data." Vision answered Mo Sheng's question.

After a thrilling journey, I still have to return to normal study and life. The final exam is coming soon, and there are more homework in school. The teachers are also speaking in a hurry. In order to catch up with the schedule, self-study classes will basically be occupied, but there is no one. So what to complain about, there is always the pressure of the final exam, and everyone wants to get a good grade in the exam.

Oh, and there is another special thing. The school has a chorus competition at the end of the year. Traditionally, both the first and second graders take part in it. Her class won the first place last year. The head teacher said that she will also take the first place this year, so she cannot be compared.

So the self-study class from Tuesday has all turned into song practice, but the students don’t call it practice, but call it wailing—all kinds of ghosts and wolves, and some mischievous ones deliberately sang out of tune, which caused the teacher to stare at them several times .

"Sing it wrong and double the homework today!" the teacher said to those mischievous students.

There is an irresistible mountain of homework, and the students can only promise that they will never do it again after reforming: "Good, good, listen to the teacher carefully."

"Students, we must keep our number one position." The teacher in charge of the class, Yu always said so earnestly these days, "We should not only study well, but also perform well in cultural and artistic activities. How can we say that our class is also a liberal arts class. It’s so embarrassing to be left behind.”

The head teacher, who teaches mathematics, speaks very fast and has a little accent. In his class, you really pick up a pen and you will never understand the class again.

I heard from other classes that the head teacher gave them a math class, and almost none of them understood that class.

Although Mo Sheng felt that the teacher's speech was a little unclear, it was not that exaggerated. It might be an accident.

The students all absent-mindedly responded to the head teacher's words, and everyone was tired after a night of wailing.

"We have to do a good job in cultural activities and study, can't we? There are still a few papers that have not been done. Let's send them out together. It is not necessary to write all of them. If you know how to write, you can't write." The head teacher gave an order to write today There were a few extra papers, without considering the almost collapsed mood of the students, "I don't have to finish writing in a day, it's discretionary, discretionary."

"Teacher, you are right. Studying is the most important thing." Only one student complied with the teacher's words, and the others all lay down on the table with hopeless expressions on their faces.

Some people complained in a low voice: "We performed very well today, why do we need to leave more homework?"

But the teacher doesn't care about this, he doesn't care if you like it or not, as long as he wants to, he can keep it, and no one will want this thing.

In addition, this is a math homework. One paper is worth three math homework in other subjects. Even though you are not accepted and you are not asked to write all of them, do you dare not to write all of them?

Moreover, it took less than a day to finish writing, Mo Sheng once believed this sentence naively——

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——感谢在2020-06-2610:12:04~2020-06-2708:08:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Sunset;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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