Zhibei has almost sensed the cruelty of fate. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's late autumn, and the yellowing leaves swirl and float down in the air, like fish swimming around the water with their tails wagging.

A gentle but chilly breeze whipped up the dust on the ground and let them fall leisurely, like the earth breathing in the sun. Out of his mind, Zhibei felt an irresistible tremor from this small thing.

He sat on the edge of the newly repaired corridor, touching the wooden pillars he had carved with intricate patterns, and looked at the peaceful courtyard in front of him. The place had been a mess due to previous battles, but thanks to Murasaki, Kaguya, and his efforts, the land was re-leveled, the ruined rooms were repaired, and they even kept a pool of clear water in the side courtyard as a decorative pool.

Watching the unobstructed autumn sunlight spread across the clear water and rippling bright microwaves, Zhibei squinted his eyes and turned his head to look at the tall oak tree planted at the edge of the yard. Its branches and leaves were thin because of the autumn cold, but its thick and solid body was still full of power. Who would have guessed? The oak tree was planted only yesterday afternoon, and it took only two or three minutes for it to grow from a seedling to a large tree.

In fact, this oak tree is the product of Zhibei's experimentation with the power of the stone slab of grass, so it is the only oak tree in the area, wrapped in a lonely patch of green bamboo. Of course, both Purple and Kaguya felt that this big guy was very abrupt, but Zhibei didn't want to cut it down, because he felt a calm happiness from the ordinary life of this oak tree.

Just letting his thoughts diverge in silence, Zhibei suddenly thought that although he was a traverser himself, he didn't do anything that a traverser should do, and his steps were under the systematic planning, even if he asked Nanakusa on a whim, but except for killing her - yes, Zhibei felt that his wanton interference with fate was the most fundamental cause of death - it didn't change anything.

Tragedy is still tragedy, fate is still hidden behind time laughing, like an innocent and ignorant child, playing with the souls of others according to his own heart. That child-like fate is of course just, he just wants to see the clay man-like soul become a different shape, but for Zhibei, this innocence is a kind of cruelty.

His mind gathered in such thoughts, and became clear and focused in the cold, dry air. He thought about the deep meaning of the task assigned by the system, and then, he was keenly aware that this system, this system sent by the ghosts of the world, had actually been cooperating with the established trajectory of fate, and the so-called collection of slate from another world, as well as becoming the strongest trainer, was just a sweetness that came with it. It wants to recover the stone tablets of the gods because these stone tablets interfere with the fate of the Eastern world, and it asks Zhibei to complete one task after another, in fact, it wants to ensure that the character of the residents of Gensokyo will not go wrong.

In other words, instead of preventing tragedy from happening, the system will be very happy to see things happen that can cause pain, enlightenment, and rebirth.

It's cruel! Zhibei smiled bitterly, and he looked at the screen that appeared in front of him with his mind, if he thought so, this new task would not be strange - it could even be said to be predictable.

[Sideline: Death of the Upright]

Mission Description: Mei Hong has lost her simple, lively, and innocent nature, but in the cruel fate of her, she deserves more - obviously she is far from qualified now. The soul will always become pure in the fire, do you want to help the tragic protagonist get a new life? It's better to act than to move, what are you waiting for as a traverser?

Hint: We need an elixir of immortality, a crater, and an ingredient immortal bird.

Rewards: Elf Level X10, Golden Finger [Beginner Level]

Punishment: Unknown

It seems that the system wants him to "urge" Meihong to regain her life!

Zhibei's heart was filled with complex emotions intertwined with bitterness and happiness. The bitter thing is that Mei Hong's suffering is still not over, but fortunately, the system did not let him do anything more strange - just let him help Mei Hong "regain her life", which is also what he wants to see.

With a long sigh, Zhibei forced himself to break away from the endless opening of his mind, and the familiar sound of unhurried footsteps sounded in his ears—it was the voice of Purple.

"Brother, are your hands better?" Although Zi's tone was flat, the concern in it was obvious, and Zhibei understood that that kind of indifferent blandness was just a bad habit of Zi.

"Much better," Zhibei replied softly, and he did not turn his head, but raised his right hand, which had had been removed from the gauze, and used the shallow scar on it as an example, "It should be said that it is almost all right." ”

"That's reassuring!" Zi's voice got closer and closer, but it seemed more erratic, "Speaking of which, has my brother seen anything famous here?" ”

"Fame? What's the name...... Oh, by the way, your new flowers are beautiful, and the pebbles for the pond are good, and of course, my big tree is also good......"

"Poof~" With a chuckle, Zi sat down beside Zhibei, "You've said these words many times, haven't you seen anything new after sitting here for so long?" ”

"Have I been sitting for a long time?"

"You've been sitting here for about two or three hours! And from time to time he puts on a sad face, Kaguya and I are quite worried! Brother, if there is anything bothering, can you tell me about it...... Don't forget that we're family! ”

"Family!" Zhibei showed a hint of a smile, he looked at the clouds floating freely in the sky, and then said, "Purple, what kind of thing do you think fate is?" ”

"Fate is just something that everyone is playing tricks on and everyone is coming out!" Purple said indifferently, "I don't believe this. ”

"Well...... It's purple to be able to say it so easily. But, for me, fate is a real thing! It can be said that the future in everyone's eyes is nothing but history in my eyes. ”

"Really? Brother, are you so godly? ”

"Hmm...... Of course, this is a bit exaggerated, but after what happened to Meihong and So, I always felt that I was already in the cage of fate, I couldn't avoid the tragedy, I couldn't change what was destined to happen. Alas! The fate hidden in the invisible controls everyone's lives in the dark. ”

......After listening to Zhibei's words, Zi fell into a short silence, and after a while, she said softly: "Brother, do you want to hear my opinion?" ”

Zhibei nodded.

"Actually? When my brother left me for the first time, I also wanted to blame fate for everything that happened, and even the moment I learned that you were still alive, I had the idea of thanking fate in my heart. However, I realized that if fate exists, if it really exists, then I will have the opportunity to change my fate, brother, think about it, as long as I am strong enough, as long as I am strong enough that fate has to bow down to me, so strong that it has to weave fate according to my ideas, then what do I have to fear? ”

"But you're just imagining."

"Is it really imagination? My dear brother, don't you know that too? ”

"Hah! Is it? As long as it's strong enough? ”

Yes, I will not admit defeat easily, and the happy future I dream of should naturally be taken by my own hands.

Zhibei stood up and touched Zi's shining hair.

"Thanks, Purple!"

(As I said, there's a change tomorrow!) ）