Technician’s Manual

The latest website: Amber Hall of Yisu Imperial Palace, Yaxiu was lying on the bed, turned on the light curtain to see the pictures sent by Felix, it was extremely rare that he was not thinking about it.

This is naturally not Felix's problem. After several months of high-intensity shooting, Felix has been able to skillfully use the beauty of optics. Coupled with her growing understanding of Ash's hobbies, she can often come up with unique themes. Yaxiu used to just like vulgar tastes, but now she has developed him to be no longer innocent.

For example, today's theme is "sleep". Felix is ​​lying on the desk, lying on the sofa and sleeping in various places. Looking at these photos, Yaxiu felt that he was a voyeuristic pervert. The one that moved him most was one of Felix sleeping on the desk. He could see the looming scenery inside from the cuffs of his short sleeves, full of The hazy youthful beauty of the student days.

While slandering Felix for thinking that he actually has such a urinal-like dirty voyeuristic desire in his heart, Yaxiu has no choice but to give these photos the highest score - it must be Felix's fault that he degenerates in the future!

After replying to the score, Yaxiu didn't continue to savor, but turned off the light curtain and looked at the patterns on the ceiling quietly. A huge sense of exhaustion flooded my heart, like a fish that has just been washed up on the beach and stranded, with all hope taken away by the sun.

Perhaps for Ouroboros, who is in charge of the end, these untimely magicians are the shadows against the sun? Only two months... maybe not even two months, just a little over a month...

Yaxiu closed his eyes, tried to clear his mind, and made space for the beautiful expectations to fill in: beaches, barbecues, fireworks, travel...Through traveling so far, he finally has such a vacation without being chased by anything , you don’t need to worry about anyone’s safety, you can experience the world without worry, look at the sun, lie on the lawn, and walk on the street with the person you like.

Isn't this the life he dreamed of?

He should be happy, so he must not leak the slightest flaw. They were all so smart that he had to deceive himself before he could deceive them.

In fact, you can think about it better. Like apples, Nongken’s feelings have a shelf life. Now they love each other sincerely, in the future they will be indifferent to each other and even hate each other, there is nothing they can do about it, it's not that anyone is wrong, it's just that no matter how sweet an apple is, it will sometimes go bad.

What's more, their relationship can't last in the future at all. Now everyone is enduring and taking care of the overall situation. It's just because there is the ultimate enemy "The Stars Are High" that overwhelms them. There is a glimmer of hope. Once the stars have been vanquished and the world is theirs, and no fate can override them, then the rupture will begin.

Even though they have lived and died together, cared for each other, laughed and laughed...but they will eventually hold the blood-glowing sharp blade and face the most trusted comrade-in-arms.

There are no eternal friends, only eternal interests.

This is not self-importance, and Yaxiu doesn't think he is that important. At most, he can only be regarded as the fuse of the civil war. The real root is the power to rule the world.

Although no one except Vichy has obvious desire for power now, just like people who can't even fill their stomachs will not have lust, when all their troubles are solved and a huge power vacuum is in front of them, they will naturally There will be a corresponding desire.

The most obvious example is the six God Lords, when they sit in that position, they impose their will on all beings without exception. People will eventually seek self-realization. Although not all self-realization requires power, power can assist all self-realization.

For an ideal that does not require external help, such as pursuing the supreme swordsmanship, if all living beings only practice swordsmanship and continuously cultivate opponents who can challenge themselves, isn't it more efficient than seeking inward?

Even Yaxiu is not sure whether he will become a tyrant and only husband on that day, let alone talented female sorceresses with deep desires?

Of course, if that day does happen, Yaxiu can also suppress all internal strife with supreme violence. But power must be held by someone after all, and leaving it empty is tantamount to handing over power to the next layer of ecology

There is only a throne without a master, and there is no power without a master. But no matter who Yaxiu hands it over to, some people will be dissatisfied.

Dissatisfaction leads to contradictions, and contradictions breed resentment. The subsequent development will be like the follow-up of many beautiful stories that have not been told.

This is still limited to the disputes between the few of them. If there is a child... there are many things that Ash just doesn't want to think about, and there are many things that he can't help thinking about.

So ending here may not be a bad ending. All the things that Ash feared will not happen in time, and everyone will stop at the best time. Wouldn't it be nice to let the fireworks stop for a splendid moment? It would be impolite to continue looking at the long night ahead.

Ash pulled up the quilt to cover his head, and sighed softly.

Cranky not only did not make the mood better, but more heavy, sleep and sleep.

Although demigods do not need to sleep, it is still very comfortable to let the mind rest, just like people do not need to take a bath every day, but taking a bath every day can make people feel refreshed.

After an unknown period of time, Yaxiu suddenly felt something strange. He opened his eyes and saw a figure standing beside the bed, bathed in darkness, staring straight at him with his head down, without making any sound.

Meeting this scene in the middle of the night is undoubtedly creepy, but Ash has no abnormality except for a little surprise. He sat up and patted the bed next to him, signaling him to sit down.

"Would you like to turn on the light?" There was no response.

"Can I give you a hug?"

There was no answer in the darkness, but the bed creaked softly.

Yaxiu stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and it felt very comfortable to hold her. He took a deep breath, and there was the aroma of sweet milk.

"When I first came back from hell, it felt like I had a nightmare, and my whole life was ruined. When I woke up and saw you lounging for me for a hug, I felt instantly relieved."

Di Ya finally spoke: "I seem to have met a black devil just now."

"Yeah." Yaxiu was not surprised at all, and lightly rubbed her face, like two cats licking each other, "Do you think she is a little scary?" "A little bit." Deya said softly: "But I also think she is very kind, as if... no matter who betrays me in this world, she will stand by my side."

Asiu caressed her back, he said, "Although Sikuan and I feel that she hates you~www.readwn.com~ and is jealous of you, but since you say that, maybe she really wants to help you, after all you It is the same person in different timelines, her feelings towards you must be very complicated, she will hate you when you are happy, and she will be angry for you when you are sad... I think the dark devil is also very lonely Man, you don't have to be too afraid of her, if you meet again next time, you can hug her more."

"I'm glad you took the initiative to tell me about this, but since the "character deviation" has already happened, we can only accept it with a calm mind. With me here, I will not let the dark devil replace you. "

Deya hummed softly, buried in his arms for a while and asked again: "Then do you know why my personality shifted?" "Probably because I broke your heart, right?" "But I don't know the specific reason," he said frankly.

"How could you not know?" Deya raised her head, her eyes reflected the thin light in the room, like two stars that were about to go out, her voice was crying, "You clearly promised!"

"I forgot." "How could you-"

"It's not just a promise," Ash said calmly, "I've lost all my memories about you. Even your name, I have to listen to what they call you before I dare to speak."