This evil god is wrong

Yihua turned over in distress, acting skills will not be learned in a short while.

She is Ye Luzi now, still in the initial stage of Ye Luzi, and she is still trying to figure out how to play a good role.

Coupled with her lack of life experience, she lacks a sense of reality when playing many similar roles.

At the moment, only being sick is what she's good at...but that's still the problem...try not to be sick...

"Ah~~"

Yihua sighed softly.

She turned around and looked at the ceiling with some melancholy.

It would be great if I could get another call from that mysterious person that night...

Talking to him may solve a lot of problems.

It's a pity that since that day, she hasn't met that mysterious man for such a long time, and she hasn't heard any rumors about him.

"Hey~"

After being stunned for a while, Yihua still chose to get up and take out a few audition scripts to have a look.

Anyway, there is still some time before the audition, no matter whether you go or not, there is definitely nothing wrong with checking and preparing in advance.

"Enen... This sick girl is different from Haruko, she is not so sick, you can consider it..."

"En? Why is this sick girl more fierce than Haruko? Why did she even hack the person she likes to death?"

"Huo, this one is even more powerful, just hold the head of your sweetheart and get on a boat to drift."

"Huh? This one doesn't seem to be sickly, but a purely mentally ill murderer..."

"Ah! Why are they all late-night pornographic scripts, are there any positive green and healthy scripts!"

"These late-night pornographic scripts have gone crazy because of the ratings! Why are there so many bloody scenes? There isn't even a normal person in the script!"

After reading the script, Yihua's scalp was numb and she complained about a headache...

......

Meanwhile, Nakano Nino's bedroom.

Nino, a delicate girl, is applying a mask to maintain her facial skin.

She was lying on the soft chair, controlling the smartphone with both hands.

At the moment, she is chatting with her friends.

Little friend A: "Nerai, Ernai, have you heard of the late-night radio station?"

Er Nai: "Huh? What is that? The meaning is unknown."　

Little friend B: "It's an urban legend. It seems to appear at midnight in the middle of the night. A radio station that can fulfill people's wishes. I accidentally saw it on an urban legend forum before."

Er Nao: "You are still so obsessed with urban legends, those are all fake, you have to believe in science! (Expression: gaze of wisdom.)"

Little friend B: "Well, it's also a hobby. It doesn't matter if it's true or not, the key is to be interesting."

Little friend A: "By the way, if you could meet such a radio station, what wish would you choose to fulfill?"

Er Nai: "If it were me, it would probably be... forever young and beautiful? Or world peace? The one who is destined to come to your door? Well, it's probably just some boring wish."

Little friend B: "Well, Nino really doesn't lack anything. If it were me, I would probably make the wish to make the world interesting."

Little friend A: "Huh? Interesting? How interesting?"

Partner B: "emm...For example, people can awaken superpowers, and supernatural creatures such as zombies and ghosts appear? Or alien invasions, alien invasions, etc."

Er Nai, friend A: ""You are such a dangerous person! (Emoji: Shot!)""

Nino smiled, and accidentally creased the mask.

She stroked the mask and continued to chat with her friends.

......

Meanwhile, Nakano Sanjiu is watching a Japanese Sengoku drama.

Nakano Yotsuba had fallen asleep.

Nakano Wuyue was still studying, but she was drowsy, only one step away from falling asleep.

......

The night was getting dark, and it was midnight.

"Fate and death, there is a time to gather and part, I am the god who will fulfill your wish for you, let me see who is the lucky one tonight?"

"Nakano..."

Chapter 2

"Forward! The enemy is at the Honnoji Temple!"

After a burst of swords and swords and flames of war, the generation of hero Oda Nobunaga who was expected to end the war committed suicide in the burning Honnoji Palace.

Mitsuhide Akechi, the rebel, looked at the burning Honno-ji Temple. His bloody and dusty face was flickering under the light of the fire, and the distant gaze in his eyes made it difficult to understand what he was thinking at the moment.

This is the end of an episode of the TV series, Nakano Sanjiu bit her thumb, still unable to figure out why Akechi Mitsuhide rebelled.

The Honnoji Incident, a coup that rewrote Japanese history.

At the beginning, Oda Nobunaga was already the most powerful force in Japan. He basically flattened the resistance forces in the Gyeonggi area and controlled half of Japan centered on Kyoto.

The rest is just to continue to attack other resistance forces until the whole country is unified.

And Akechi Mitsuhide, as Oda Nobunaga's most trusted subordinate, why did he betray at such a critical moment?Is it really because of the discord between the monarch and his ministers?

"Hmm~"

Nakano Sanjiu bit her finger and used her little brain to keep thinking, but even those who thought about it were confused, but they still couldn't think of a reasonable answer.

Sanjiu rubbed her temples, slumped on the chair and chose to give up thinking.

Such a difficult question is not something that a scumbag like her can think about. Those historians have different opinions on this question, and it is even more impossible for her to come up with a reasonable answer.

Sanjiu took a look, it was already 11:59 in the evening, it was already a bit late, if she didn't sleep, she would not be able to wake up tomorrow.

If that happens, he will definitely be dragged up from the bed by Nino or Wuyue again...

Recalling the feeling of being forcibly awakened, Sanjiu shuddered, turned off the tablet quickly, turned around and went to the bedside to undress and prepare to sleep.

But just as she took off her clothes halfway, Sanjiu was startled by the sudden sound of a gentle male voice behind her.

"Fate and death, there is a time to gather and part, I am the god who will fulfill your wish for you, let me see who is the lucky one tonight?"

"Nakano Sanjiu, a rare girl who likes history, do you have a wish?"

Sanjiu looked back in astonishment, and found that the sound was coming from the tablet she had turned off.

Sanjiu, who didn't understand what was going on, put on her half-dressed clothes first, then walked to the table carefully and poked the tablet.

"Miss Nakano, what wish do you have?" Hanyu asked again.

Sanjiu asked confusedly with a question mark on his face, "Who are you?"

"I've already said it, I'm a god, a god who fulfills your wishes."

The voice from the tablet was as gentle and warm as ever.

Sanjiu, who was a little nervous at first, listened to this voice, and involuntarily let down her vigilance.

She moved to the table in small steps, looked at the tablet from top to bottom, and asked doubtfully, "My lord? Are you really my lord? How do you prove it?"

"Proof?" Hanyu smiled warmly, and said calmly, "Miss Nakano, how do you want me to prove it."

"That..." Sanjiu glanced back at the bedroom, thought for a while, pointed to her pillow and said, "Since you are a god, you should make my pillow float up, right?"

After finishing speaking, Sanjiu clutched her chest, waiting with some anticipation.

This is her witty temptation as a girl. If this "Master God" with a nice voice can make her pillow fly, then he is very likely to be real.

And if it can't be done, it means that he is lying, so naturally there is no need to talk to him.

But if this is the case, her tablet will no longer work... For safety reasons, it must be replaced...

So she hoped it was true...

"Let the pillow float? Trifle."

Fortunately, Hanyu lived up to Sanjiu's expectation, with a thought in his mind, Sanjiu's pillow rose steadily and floated in mid-air.

"Hey!" Sanjiu's eyes widened, looking at the floating pillow in disbelief.

She rubbed her eyes to make sure she wasn't hallucinating.

But as if feeling that seeing may not be believing, Sanjiu ran to the bed and raised her hands to grab the floating pillow.

The pillow floating in the air was unusually firm. Sanjiu grasped both sides of the pillow with both hands, and slowly bent her knees until her feet were in the air.

Even so, the pillow that bears Sanjiu's weight still floats firmly in the air.

But Sanjiu was not so firm, she only lasted for less than two seconds, Sanjiu's arms softened, and she fell back on her bed.

"Miss Nakano, do you believe it now?"

"Enen, I believe it." Sanjiu, with slightly bright eyes, ran to the desk with small steps, and picked up the tablet like a baby.

"My lord, my lord, can you really make your wish come true?" Sanjiu's eyes twinkled with stars.

"Yes, you need to pay a small price. No matter what your wish is, I can make it come true."

"Eh? Do you still have to pay the price?" The starlight in Sanjiu's eyes faded a little, and her temperament seemed to be approaching the original soft girl.

"It's not good to get something for nothing. If you want to get something, you have to pay for it."

"Hmm~" Sanjiu sat on the edge of the bed holding the tablet.

Rationally, she agrees with the opinions of the gods, and it is wrong to get something for nothing.

But in terms of sensibility, I naturally hope that I can make a wish at will without paying any price.

"Miss Nakano, please tell me your wish, and I will tell you the price required. It is up to you to decide whether to fulfill your wish."

"Is that so..." Sanjiu looked at the tablet and started thinking about what her wish was.

The first thought that popped up in her mind was to know the truth about the Honnoji Incident. Why did Akechi Mitsuhide betray Oda Nobunaga?

But it seems that it is not worthwhile to use the precious wish to obtain the truth, so Sanjiu thought of her late mother...

It would be great if my mother could be resurrected, Ichika, Nino, Yotsuba, May and her will be very happy...

Sanjiu pursed her lips, lowered her head and said softly, "I want to bring my mother back to life..."

"Resurrection mother?" Hanyu glanced casually at Nakano Sanjiu's message, "Your mother has been dead for several years, there are two options for resurrecting her."

"One is direct resurrection, the price is that you need to give me half of your soul."

"The second is to reverse time and space and erase the fact of your mother's death. This method will have a greater impact. As a price, you will be my master for this life and the next nine."

"Of course, there are other ways."

"If you just want your mother's company, I can directly detain your mother's soul from hell and stay with you."

"It's also feasible to strip a certain moment of your mother's life from the timeline."

"However, the cost of these two methods will naturally not be small. If you want to hear it, I can tell you."

"Then Miss Nakano, how do you choose?"

Sanjiu bit her lower lip and remained silent, no matter which method was used, the price would be too heavy to accept...

The low price that was clearly promised, but the result is so heavy, my lord is really evil...

But since there is a possibility of resurrection, she still wants to give it a try...

"Well... What will be the impact of losing half of your soul?" Sanjiu asked timidly.

"It's very uncomfortable. The emptiness of losing half of the soul will make people feel suspended in the air all the time. If you can bear the emptiness, losing half of your soul is nothing."

This is not a lie, Sayuri, who lost half of her soul before, lived intact for seven years with her power sealed.

The adaptability of human beings can endure the emptiness of losing the soul, but the premise is that they can endure the pain of being torn apart...