The journey of the Chosen Son, at least once a month, when he knew this from the plot before, Angus had doubts, if it doesn't take much time to spend in reality at all, and a few hours can complete a journey to the other world, then, the real world of nearly a month's rest, is it a bit too wasteful?

In the same time, I don't know how many other worlds I can go to, or how many times I can repeat a certain otherworld, that kind of efficiency, maybe even higher?

But looking at Webb's performance, it took him twelve days to gradually eliminate that negative influence and regain some vitality, should this recovery time be said to be sympathetic to the Chosen One?

"It's good to see that you're feeling better today. ”

Angus said lightly, and the two of them sat in the café and continued their daily breakfast, this kind of routine meeting was the only intersection between the two of them every day.

Webb snickered with a look of "everyone knows he has a secret but he just won't tell it", and secretly delighted to stuff the hamburger into his mouth, with a flying feeling between his eyebrows, "It must be because of a date with a goddess." ”

After he had eaten and drunk, he had to think about something, and after the discomfort caused by the nightmare, Webb immediately began to think about the goddess.

His goddess is the white rich and beautiful lady that Mia often follows, this kind of person who should have had little intersection with Webb, but because of Webb's good popularity, he didn't break off contact until he left school and almost determined his class.

This is obviously something to brag about for Webb, and what could be more proud of than the favor of a beautiful woman? Even if the goddess is not really attached to him, being able to maintain a kind of friendship with the other person is very powerful in itself.

At least Webb himself felt so, he couldn't help but say a few more words to Angus, looking at his unchanged face, and a little dissatisfied, this person is always like this, as if nothing can be shaken.

"This date is different from the previous ones, guess what?"

Webb had a slight smugness that could not be hidden.

Angus didn't stop adding milk to the coffee, the excess milk gave the coffee a beautiful light brown color, and the white milk marks quickly melted into it, leaving a beautiful pattern for a short time as it was stirred.

Got a special ability?

"Guess, are you ready to confess?"

Angus asked passionlessly.

His attitude was like a basin of cold water, which was poured directly on Webb's head, making him much less interested in talking, but he was not ready to tell his ability, this is a secret, and he was not ready to say this to the goddess, but this did not prevent him from using his ability to be handsome and change a little magic trick for the goddess or something.

"Hey, why are you always so boring, maybe at some point, you're going to become your religionist?"

Completely disrespectful jokes, Webb himself has no faith.

Angus didn't like his attitude very much, his brows were about to frown, thinking that the god behind the other party's back was probably also some kind of god, and for a while he was in the mood to watch a good show, his expression stretched, he ignored this sentence, and continued to taste the coffee he had made.

This is a completely different habit from the original owner, however, Webb has never found out, and he obviously doesn't care about the original owner's friend.

At first, when Webb was dropped out of school and couldn't go home, he offered to rent a room in Angus's residence, promising to pay the rent on time or something, but the original owner was not used to living with people, so he introduced him to the current house, because the landlord was an uncle known to the original owner, and the rent was extremely cheap.

Webb didn't have any reason to be dissatisfied with this, but he was indeed dissatisfied with it, and once laughed at himself for saying that he was not worthy of living with the eldest young master.

The original owner's unintentional act has now become a convenient window for observation, the two blocks are not far apart, from his room, you can vaguely see the window where Webb is, it is not straight, and there is the effect of reflection, theoretically you can't directly see the scene in the house, but, at this time, the spiritual power is much more versatile.

On this day, Angus took a leave of absence, and he calculated that Webb's crossing might be on this night, and it was usually the chosen one who acted at night, which added to the mystery.

By three o'clock in the morning, almost everyone was asleep, and the neighborhood was even darker, with only the light of the street lamps stubbornly resisting the darkness.

In his sleep, Webb's posture was casual, on all fours, half of the quilt was kicked off, the moment he crossed, his breathing seemed to be out of a beat, and the next moment-

The rapid withdrawal of mental power had a feeling of escape, and Angus sat up from the bed, covered in a cold sweat, the gods above the big world? It seemed that just a faint gaze made him feel a danger of death.

[Not being tracked?]

【... ... It doesn't seem to be at the moment, probably because I don't care too much. 】

The system's answer is a bit hesitant, and it is not very good at probing and predicting such beings.

Angus was a little uneasy, but he quickly lay down and closed his eyes, as if he had just had a nightmare, and even the nightmare could not resist his deep sleepiness, so he fell asleep again.

After a long time, about half an hour later, a trace of spiritual power slowly poked out, and when I arrived outside Webb's window, through the window, I "saw" the person on the bed, the posture did not change, and the person who was still breathing was confirmed, it was the soul crossing.

Knowing the fragility and fragility of the soul, Angus has more bad feelings about the one who made the Chosen One, which is equivalent to bungee jumping without a safety rope, whether it can be recovered is all in the thought of the person, not only because there is no safety rope, but also because there is no personal insurance, no protective measures, and no waiting first responders, so, once something happens...

Thinking back to Webb's state some time ago, Angus can understand very well that it is not necessary to pay to change anything, and this kind of payment, when only the soul is there, is likely to be the power of the soul, because it is directly put by the soul, and may be impregnated with some harmful negative substances, when coming back, these will also be brought back, there are no effective removal measures, you can only rely on the body's self-healing detoxification, metabolism or something, the recovery speed will of course be much slower.

Angus can almost imagine that the soul put into the other world will materialize, Webb probably thinks that he is the real body crossed, and then with the cognition of each middle two soul of the other world, after discovering the backwardness of the other party, he will use what he has learned to change, when he is injured and poisoned there, whether he is healed or not, it will only be superficially good.

The medicine that acts on the soul is much more expensive than the one that acts on the body, and if the other world is really backward, it may not be able to get that kind of drug, and Webb himself doesn't know that he is in the soul state, let alone take targeted protective measures, thinking that it is the other world and wantonly roaming, the result can already be imagined.

If the latter had a better heart, maybe he would have given some temporary golden finger, making Webb more and more unscrupulous, thinking that he was brave, but in fact, he was stupidly acting as a pawn.

That's probably true, but what is the purpose of the person behind it? Is it gaining some kind of power in the midst of change? If so, the efficiency is not as high as that of the Infinite Tasker, why not adopt the method of the Infinite Tasker, it should be able to control it anyway, even if time is not a shackle for it, but is it more efficient to be so wide?

If it really is a being of magnanimity, shouldn't it give Webb a clear memory to make him more flamboyant? or give him some protection to make him more grateful.

Angus couldn't figure it out, human beings and gods don't have the same thinking, and the conditions of knowledge are unknown, so it's obviously not so easy to know the other party's purpose.

[I remember, your existence should be to collect some kind of power after changing the plot, if you are also a god, whether it is the main god or the god invented and put it everywhere, then, this god, so painstaking and laborious, do it yourself, what is it for?]

I didn't expect this kind of "delivery" to be personally shot by a certain god, recalling the danger that passed by, Angus still had palpitations, it was actually a god who personally shot the delivery, this kind of attention, and the lack of protection against Webb formed a contradiction, why?

If what Webb was about to do was important, at least something important to the god, it should be more worried about whether it would succeed or not, and it would be normal to give it more protection, but it obviously took it so seriously, but it did not give it the same protection.

If this larger base makes the asylum missing, it is diametrically opposed to its in-person attention.

Why?

[It can be judged what it desperately wants.] 】

The system's answer is not useless, but rather a very reasonable guess in the direction.

Concerned, eager, and quiet... It must have wanted something special, something special enough for the gods.

[In this world?]

Angus's question is here, if it is another world, then he is really powerless, he can't work hard to fight for the qualification of a chosen son like Webb, it is really not a good thing to be concerned by this kind of god, who knows if it was also marked with some kind of inextricable mark when it was put on.

【... ... Probably, I don't feel it at all. 】

The system is a bit dazed.

"Let's set this direction first. "It's a blind guess, even if the guess is wrong, it won't have any bad effects, he has plenty of time to slowly adjust the direction, this is only the most likely, at this point, he is consistent with the system's cognition.

There was a light red in the sky before the dawn, and gradually, the crimson in the center was rich, like a huge blood-colored eye, slowly opening its eyes and looking at the world... The book on the table of religion is pure black, and the three big golden characters seem to reflect the crimson color.

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