After leaving the royal capital, Zero completely relaxed.

"It feels good to have some sort of thing to do for someone else......" he said as he opened the door and said in an almost lazy tone, before slumping onto his bed.

"I guess I'll be able to rest for a while. He felt like he didn't want to move for a moment.

It's really painful to always put all the burden of saving the world on an ordinary person like yourself.

And one by one, they are constantly dealing with the catastrophe that saves the world from destruction.

"It's easier to die if you can really die...... But the world is constantly resetting. He said bitterly to himself, "Maybe I've died many times in a reset I don't know, and I've just lost this part of my memory." ”

Even oneself is untrustworthy in the presence of God. The memories that make up one's own existence and definition are nothing more than dough that is kneading around at will...... Even in this world, what you are facing is only the remnants of the power of the true gods, which are not even the fragments of the true gods.

But I still don't want to die after all. It doesn't seem to have taken the initiative to die.

Because he always has no time to commit suicide, he has to stop the catastrophe of the destruction of the world non-stop.

What's the point? Everything will soon be reduced to nothingness, and then reset again and again.

Zero lazily straightened the top hat that had fallen aside, and pressed his already slightly messy black hair between curly and straight.

He caught a glimpse of a beautiful line of shimmering words emerging from the inside of his top hat: "Choose the least bad path for this world." ”

“...... It's sad that traces of the past always come to light at such moments. After the font was hidden, he threw the top hat aside in disgust, but thought that if there were wrinkles or damage, he would have to spend his own effort to deal with it or buy a new one, so he got up with an even more embarrassed look and picked it up and put it away in a proper manner.

Marriage isn't a bad thing, he couldn't help but think. But the strange thing is that although I thought of getting married, the concept of love did not flash at all.

At least two people live together, although they have given up some of their freedom, they can support and love each other, and the other can also give comfort when one is tired.

But then again, what if both of you are tired until you die? When the time comes, won't they vent their grievances on each other, and finally go to the most tragic and failed ending?

Zero almost chuckled at the thought of the question.

But I couldn't laugh anymore. It's so tiring.

"Is this a farce I put on for myself? But it doesn't make me laugh out loud. Now that he had gotten up, he began to wash up, just like any ordinary person returning home after a long journey.

His mind replayed the scenes of the previous period, reflecting on whether he had done anything wrong in this series of actions and choices—or how much he had done wrong.

Man is not a god after all, and it is certain and understandable to make mistakes.

He told himself this in his heart, but the weight of the huge and even irreparable consequences of his slightest mistake still weighed on his heart.

People die because of themselves, and the world is destroyed because of themselves. Although he seemed to get used to it, every time he felt this guilt, he still breathed for breath from the pressure.

However, this is also a proof that I am still a "human" and still have a human heart.

"Speaking of which, the one from the Mechanics is probably coming over soon......" he thought.

The attitude of the Pope of the Machines is actually very strange.

But he was right about one thing.

"I'm not Mr. Zero. The tired boy finally gathered himself, lay down on the bed, pulled up the bedding, and closed his eyes with a look of serenity that almost seemed to be on the way to eternal sleep.

"I can't be Mr. Zero...... It's too tiring to play Mr. Zero. ”

He drifted off to sleep in a daze, and in his dreams there was the shadow of the person he had most admired.

"Because he's great...... Like God, great...... How can a mortal like me reach it......"

Although the man was long dead. An irretrievable death that can't even reset the world.

All that was left in the room was the faint echo of breathing.

......

"Look, Mr. Zero, I brought this. The Pope of Mechanic placed a large, strange-shaped object in front of Mr. Zero, not caring about the eyes of others.

However, most of the attention of others is just "this man is so powerful" and "he is probably an inventor, but what is this machine used for?"

After all, because of the changes in the world brought about by the god of the previous concept of "mechanical", people's cognition has gradually been filled with a lot of knowledge about machinery quickly and imperceptibly.

This is true for society, and so is for the world.

The dawn of machinery is already at this moment.

And the appearance of the mechanical pope is no different from that of ordinary people.

"What is this?" Mr. Zero frowned and looked at it, confirming that it wasn't something occult related. I don't have similar knowledge myself.

"Through the continuous correction of our sect during this time, it has adapted to the power machine of the laws of this world. "The robot shows off his own wisdom and technology.

"Can it be used in this world?"

"Approximately. There may also be a small number of incompatible laws that lead to ......"

"But the world itself, under the influence of your gods, has taken shape in the midst of change. Mr. Zero said, "Isn't it very chicken......

"No, although it is only the most primitive and improved steam engine, you must know, Mr. Zero, in the history of a certain world, it has been more than a thousand years from the appearance of the prototype of the steam engine to the widespread use of the improved steam engine. "Even under the influence of changes in the laws of the world, the practical application of thermodynamic machinery is by no means something that can be developed in one or two years. ”

“...... Are you violating the laws of the gods, and have you crossed the mechanical process of law change......" Mr. Zero quipped.

"No, this is for the way of my God to spread faster in this world, for the body of God to be remade in this world...... It is also to overwhelm the flesh and blood of the law covering the process. I don't know if there is a hint of darkness in the robot's voice: "After all, the plague is this way...... It's spreading so fast...... The evolution of technology cannot catch up no matter what. ”

"You were at the Great Chapel...... Isn't it just like them? Turning into metal parts or something? Mr. Zero said slowly.

"That's different, Mr. Zero. It is caused by the direct infection and transformation of divine power, and we are only believers, and we cannot exert the power of God. ”

Flesh and blood are different from mechanical powers. The concept of flesh is more active and self-proliferating, while machinery is more inert and has no such properties.

At least, that's how it behaves in this world.

The Pope of Mechanic was so popular, but then he felt that something was wrong-

He didn't believe that Mr. Zero knew any less about this than he did.

Although he thinks he is favored by the gods, and Mr. Zero can't see clearly, as a robot, he is rational enough.

"-So, Mr. Zero, what are you trying to say?"

"It's not a big deal...... Let's gradually spread the machinery first. The rational implementation of the mechanical way against the spread of the distorted laws of flesh is one of our agreements as allies. Go on, if only you could complete the entire mechanical system of this world as soon as possible......" Mr. Zero looked into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking. "As for the ...... after that"

As he spoke, Mr. Zero saw a girl hurrying past him.

"Ah...... Is that...... Philo, Philo!" he opened his eyes slightly as if he had seen something unbelievable, and then subconsciously shouted loudly.