Chapter 1 The Devil Is Not an Angel
"Enter."
Gao Chen, who made all the preparations and left himself a way back, chose to enter after everything was on the right track in the main god world and set the follow-up. With him entered, there was also the spirit of the seed of the world. As for the Lord God World, the spirit of the World Seed split into a child to govern.
The compass burst out with a ball of light, dragging out a long tail and rushing out of the sky wrapped around Gao Chen. Gao Chen felt like he was swimming in a surging river, and he didn't know how long it took.
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Night.
New York.
Fifth Avenue.
The snow is falling.
An elongated limousine slowly stopped in front of a nondescript shop that didn't fit in with the surrounding buildings. The car door opened, and a bodyguard in a black suit, with a strong body and bulging muscles, walked quickly to the front, opened the front door, and helped an old man wrapped in a thick winter coat with age spots on his face to get out of the car.
"This is it." The old man looked at the shop in front of him, his cloudy eyes were full of longing, and his tone was full of expectation.
The shop occupies a small area, only an old bar-like wooden loose-leaf door, and the dim yellow light is faintly revealed, but it does not give people any warmth in this cold winter.
"Do you want me to go in with you, grandpa?" A young man in a black suit walked around the car quickly, walked up to the old man, and asked respectfully while holding his other arm.
"Do you have anything to desire excitely, little Hammer?" The old man asked kindly.
The young man, who was called Little Hammer by the old man, said seriously: "If there is anything, grandpa's health." ”
"Hahaha," the old man stroked his grandson's hair, "you know, I've been looking for this shop for nearly thirty years. I know a lot about the weirdness of it. Kid, if you don't have a choice, don't go near this shop. If you don't have a choice, then this store is your last resort.
Let go of me, you can't get in. You're still young, and you still have a lot of good times ahead! We, the Hammer family, are almost the only one left. I'm dying anyway, and I only have one last last stand. ”
After the old man finished speaking, he pushed away his bodyguard and grandson, stood up tremblingly, and walked tremblingly in the direction of the store door under the gaze of a group of people. At the moment of pushing the door, the old man looked back and looked up at his grandson, sighed softly, and pushed the door forward.
I don't know whether it was the enlarged snowflakes or the dim and dim lights, little Hammer felt that the shop in front of him seemed to have become a little illusory and hazy. His heart jumped, and a sentence that his grandfather had said to him flashed through his mind.
"Only people who have a boiling desire/hope in their hearts can be guided to find this store, but only people who have extreme desires and obsessions in their hearts have the right to enter the store."
As for what to do when he entered the store, Old Hammer was very obscure.
The shop is small, the light is insufficient, and in the age of electrification, there is only a thick candle lit here. The candlelight flickered, stretching and shaking the shadows of people like ghosts and ghosts, and it was extremely demonic.
"You may be seated."
The dark counter in the depths of the store, like a light that swallowed everything, only one voice was clearly transmitted.
Old Hammer slowly walked to the round chair that suddenly appeared in front of the counter, and sat down with his hand on the counter.
"Is this the shop?" Old Hammer asked without a tail.
"If there's no other store you've been looking for, this is it." The voice replied without the slightest pause or hesitation.
"A lot of people don't believe that there is such a shop in this world, and even if there is a legend about you, it is just a legend like God and Odin, as a mythical story. With science in vogue, who would believe those legends? ”
Old Hammer smiled, and gently chatted with a certain being in the middle of the darkness: "But I believe, believe in the truth of those myths and legends, and believe in the existence of this shop." So I've been longing to find it. You may not know how much time, how much energy, how much manpower I have spent.
I will spare no effort to investigate and confirm every legend related to the store, just to find the location of the store. But it wasn't until recently that I suddenly realized that I couldn't find it by simply searching, and that I could only find a store by asking the store to find it.
Amazing, isn't it? All over the world, all over the world, all have your legends, but if you want to find you and enter here, you need to get an invitation first. ”
There was silence in the darkness, as if the unsightly being was listening intently to Old Hammer's words.
"My body collapsed, and then I received a hazy revelation, an invitation. I wandered around the city over and over again on a whim, and after each time, my hunch of finding you became even stronger. Only people with boiling desires/hopes in their hearts can be guided to find this store, but only people who have extreme desires and obsessions in their hearts have the right to enter the store.
I want to be healthy, my grandson is still young, and I have to help him survive for a few more years. So here I am. ”
"Touching feelings." A voice sounded in the darkness, but it was still as dry as a robot without the slightest emotion.
"But it's useless to you, isn't it? You don't care about that, you don't care about most of the things that everyone cares about! Ahem! Old Hammer coughed a few times with his hands clenched into fists, and judging by his face and his exposed arms like dry wood, his body was in an extremely bad condition, as if he could return at any moment in the next moment. His grandson didn't understand why he didn't stay in the intensive care unit and be kept alive 24 hours a day by various medical equipment, but he himself understood that no matter how good the hospital was, he wouldn't survive this year.
Old Hammer was afraid of death, afraid of death, even if he could live a little longer, he was willing to struggle.
"Need a trade?" A voice in the darkness asked.
"Let's get started. Give me five years of healthy time, and there will be no accidents that will cost me my life or serious injury, and all that my soul and this body has in its hands will belong to you. ”
A scale appeared in front of the counter, two fluorophores were placed at either end, and there seemed to be an extra figure in the darkness.
"Two years." The voice said.
Old Hammer's face was extremely ugly, but he nodded anyway.
"So, the deal is open." There was a little joy in the strange sound.
When the words landed, Old Hammer only felt that his body had undergone earth-shaking changes, his lungs, which were as heavy as a bellows, became unblocked, his heavy and old body was injected with new vitality, became lighter, his heart began to beat strongly, and everything seemed to be developing like a benefit.
"You're a smart customer, but trust me, you and your family won't end well." Libra vanished, and said in a brisk voice.
"Everyone who has heard your legend says that the devil is not an angel! They keep their covenants and at the same time they don't keep them. More annoying than those hateful lawyers. Old Hammer stood briskly, clenched his powerful fists, and said goodbye, "I know the taboo of the shopkeepers, and I can't say 'goodbye' to you."
I'm waiting for the day you come to me! ”