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It's a big world, with a wide variety of races and complex creatures, and there are many people in this world who have the same appearance as us. We blended in with the hundreds of millions of people on the continent and became two ordinary "black-haired people" whose identities no one knew.

But people like us can only fight and kill, and we can't do ordinary work such as chopping wood and farming. Fortunately, this is a magical world, and almost all the magical worlds have magicians and mercenary associations.

It took us some time to figure out what magic looks like in this world, and then we went to the Magicians Guild, I disguised myself as a dark magician, and Lolo disguised myself as a space magician, but luckily, the absent-minded magic girl didn't carefully study the arrangement of our magic powers, and randomly threw us two certificates.

We signed up as mercenaries, and of course it was just me and Lolo, and a talking cat, Turmeric.

We've kept a low profile, and while we're so powerful that my twisted powers can easily raze the continent in defiance of the laws of the wizarding world, I can't do that. We are very careful and never rob the business of other big mercenary groups, so as not to make people feel that a mercenary group of only two people has done something that does not match their strength.

In the process, I also encountered some people and things, but they all survived without danger.

Looking back now, that life was the most peaceful life we had, and we were able to spend all day together. But we never wanted to fit into the world.

We are very careful not to associate with people, not to learn the magic of this world, not to live according to the customs of this world.

It's because we know that we don't belong to this world, and that one day, we will leave this world.

Looking up at this world, a round of blood red in the night sky, a round of blue moon, how long can this peaceful life last?

It didn't take long for the wizarding world to break out in the third year.

A religion arose among the human race, called the Pure White Cult, and fanatical cultists began to attack the Dark Mage, Shadow Mage, and Necromancer in large numbers, including the Shadow Warrior, and the Dark Warrior was also classified as filthy and evil. What is even more terrifying is that many beautiful maidens are considered to be disturbing witches, others are easy to be human, and some ugly and disabled people are considered dirty and obscene.

The people on the continent were divided into two factions, and there were countless forces with different ideas among them, and war broke out.

I didn't feel a sense of belonging to the world, and even though it was an opportunity to build a career, the first thing I thought about was running away.

But where can it go? In this world, only this continent belongs to humans, and although the other continents have dealings with human continents, humans are not welcome. I also don't want to live with those creatures.

Then I can only leave, leave this magical world.

We went to Earth, and it was still a random teleportation, but the location was the Z-level universe.

This may be our last stop, as our spaceship has been damaged in teleportation, and he and I are feeling some kind of fate that we can't escape.

My original earth is z1, and this earth is a parallel world of z2 and z1 earth, but the environment is much better than z1.

We embark on a crime frenzy and seem to feel the end of ourselves, we buy an island in the Pacific Ocean, buy a yacht, and finally count the stars in the Pacific Ocean.

But I don't like the humid air on a small island in the Pacific Ocean, and the scorching sun. Although Luo Luo and I are still the same, we have not grown up and have not grown old.

I was still making coffee, and Lolo was opening a plot of land because we were bored to watch Robinson. He said he wanted to give it a try, planting some fruits and vegetables first, then some pasture, and seeing if he could raise a cow, so I wouldn't have to add preservative-mixed milk even if it was refrigerated.

I nodded in agreement.

When that day finally came, I was making Lolo's shirt on the sewing machine, and on the wall behind me was Lolo's oil painting, on the sofa there was an embroidered pillow I made, and in the shoe closet at the door was his carpentry.

Because in our long life, in order to find multifaceted pleasures, we have become accustomed to self-production, enjoy the fun of designing and making our own.

I remember the first time I embroidered a handkerchief for Lolo, and he was so happy that he gave me the wooden cat he had carved. It seems to be still in the world of the wizarding world, and the management of things is very rough, but the other party is very happy, so it is out of control from then on.

I learned techniques such as smelting metals, blacksmithing, from growing cotton to textile dyeing, blowing glass, purifying pigments and perfumes from plants. Other performances, paintings, and ordinary DIY are not a problem.

But to end, the sky is densely packed with my enemies.

"Are my clothes ready?" Lolo came to my side.

"It's done, do you want to put it on and try it out." I said, it's actually not done yet, I haven't buttoned it yet.

Luo Luo wore the shirt I made for him, even if he was tanned and rough, not as delicate as before, in my heart, he was still the most handsome and beautiful.

"Thank you, it's a good fit." He looked me in the eye.

Those people blew off our roofs, but what does it matter, they're going to kill me anyway.

I looked up at them, densely packed, all of them people I didn't know.

"Can anyone tell me who won the war I didn't participate in?" I raised my voice, mixing in the power of distortion.

Suddenly, there was a cold cry from the crowd, cutting off my interference, and a man walked out of the crowd, and everyone else looked at him with respect, admiration, and even admiration.

"The darkness has failed, but the light has not won either."

"Who are you?" I knowingly asked, "Are you the one who rules the X world now?" ”

"It's not me, that world belongs to everyone, I'm the one who ended that battle, I drew an end to that battle, I reorganized the chaotic order, wrote new laws and ethics, my name is Wang Zhen."

I actually recognized him at first sight, Wang Zhen, my former friend. He has changed, he has become mature and steady, he has become admired, he has become powerful.

Sure enough, my feeling at the time was not wrong, Wang Zhen is the opposite of me, and he will definitely achieve a career. When I was negative and when I was avoiding, he kept trying to save the world in the end.