Chen Xi returned to his villa in Trangler and turned the key to open the door. He picked out his own slippers from the two pairs of slippers on the top floor of the log shoe cabinet.

In the empty room, in the darkness that had never been illuminated by the light, a pair of glowing eyes stared at Chen Xi, who was leaning over to change his shoes, and a certain creature approached silently, and then suddenly pounced on him.

"Alright, alright, ice cream, I'm back. Chen Xi took the ice cream that pounced on him, held it in his arms, and brushed his fingers through its silky hairs to soothe it. The ice cream feels very comfortable and makes a "meow" sound.

Ice Cream is a two-year-old glove-colored Ragdoll cat, and unlike ordinary cold and arrogant cat owners, the Ragdoll is more docile and quiet, friendly to people, and very close to its owner. After a while fell asleep in the arms of the master.

Ice cream wedge-shaped little head with a pair of jewel-like dark blue eyes, tortoiseshell markings distributed on the face, a short pink nose and small mouth, cream-colored filamentous hair, the whole body is particularly loose and soft, holding like a soft puppet. It has short chocolate-colored fur on its front and back paws, as if it were wearing gloves. It looks like a pretty little fairy, although the ice cream is actually a boy.

Ice cream enjoyed Chen Xi's touch, his dark blue eyes blinked a few times, yawned, showed his little pink tongue, and then fell asleep in the owner's arms.

Chen Xi put the ice cream on the couch, and he had to leave home for two weeks to deal with the dangerous species incident in Canada, so he boarded the ice cream at the college's pet center. Before going home today, he sent a text message, and the service staff at the academy brought the ice cream back.

He took the dirty clothes out of the suitcase and threw them in the washing machine, took a shower, and changed into the clothes he was at home. Remove from the refrigerator and heat the nutritious meal. For two weeks away from home, there will be cleaning staff every day, so the home is spotless.

The nutritious meal in the fridge was delivered this morning, and every day at home, there will be a chef and nutritionist to help him arrange his diet.

After the Battle of New York, Chen Xi joined the newly formed Purple Hanging Wood and became one of the first task commissioners, so-called scavengers, who occasionally returned to the academy for classes, but mostly fought the most ferocious dangerous species and gods around the world.

Godborn criminals generally cannot be killed outright unless their crime is particularly egregious or their resistance is too fierce to be caught. Most often they are brought back to the court of the Divine Descent, and then imprisoned in Tartarus Prison.

As for dangerous species, the commissioner in charge of dealing with them can directly kill them, and dangerous species that feed on people have no human rights.

The lights in the room were a little dim, and Chen Xi took the hot nutritious meal out of the Weibo oven and placed it on the white oak dining table. The plate is served with beef, tuna steak, broccoli and spinach, and the main dishes are quinoa and brown rice. He sat at the place where he ate every time he ate and ate his dinner, and he placed a white porcelain vase opposite Lin Xueji, with a bouquet of dried roses on the vase.

It was the flower he gave to Lin Xueji when he confessed before, and it was also the first time in his life that he bought flowers for a girl. When he returned home after the Battle of New York, he saw the roses she had placed in the vase, the bright red of which had lost some color, and the emerald branches had darkened and were withering.

He sat on the chair and didn't eat or drink, looked at the bouquet of roses for a day and a night, and the next day he found someone to make the bouquet of roses into dried flowers, and wrote Lin Xueji's name on the white porcelain vase.

Chen Xi did not attend Lin Xueji's funeral, nor did he go to Lin Xueji's cemetery. Buried in that cemetery was an empty coffin, and nothing but the name on the tombstone had anything to do with her.

Every time he came back from a mission, he would eat at this table, looking at the bouquet of dried roses and reminiscing about their past. She was gone, and he could only keep those cherished memories in mind.

He is afraid that he will forget, people's memories are unreliable, they will change over time, you will take some things that did not happen as memories, and you will also distort your memories, add some things, or delete some things, so he recalls the memories in his mind over and over again, and he doesn't want to forget them.

He was never sure if he could bring Lin Xueji back, unlike the youth ring that he had gone to the underworld to steal from Liu. If he wants to bring Lin Xueji back, the enemy he faces is the true god of the underworld, and the goddess of fate who is in charge of all things and has the strongest divine power may also appear.

The hope was so slim, but Chen Xi didn't want to give up. He is constantly getting stronger in his own way. While he did become stronger than before, this power came at a cost.

Chen Xi's hand holding the knife and fork trembled continuously, the whites of his eyes turned blood-red, the blood feather wings behind him opened uncontrollably, and the sharp side edges sliced the white oak chair into pieces, and fine wood chips floated in the air.

The veins in his skin bulged, his face became terrifying, and his throat roared like that of a wild beast, and with what little sanity he had left, he took a special tranquilizer from his waist and injected it into himself, a small dose enough to numb an elephant.

The blood feathers on his body were retracted, the blood in his eyes faded, and he collapsed to the ground, closing his eyes and falling into a deep sleep.

Chen Xi gradually woke up, he felt that his whole body was sore, and his consciousness was awake, but his body couldn't move, his eyes couldn't be opened, and he couldn't even move a finger. He felt a warm, moist mass really touch his cheek, and when his body regained control, he realized that it was ice cream licking his cheek with its tongue.

The sunlight shone in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, which was a bit harsh. He moved the ice cream aside, stood up, prepared a cat food for it, then took a nutritious meal out of the fridge, heated it up and sat down again, and began to eat. He felt a little sick to his stomach and had no appetite at all, but he still forced himself to finish his food.

This is not the first time this kind of thing has happened, this year, he has killed a lot of dangerous species, and while devouring their divine power with blood tentacles, the resentment and various negative emotions of those dangerous species he killed before death have also been absorbed into his body. Those negative emotions were compressed in the demonic heart on his right, and occasionally the dark heart would beat uncontrollably, and the negative emotions would leak out and take over his body.

Chen Xi discussed this matter with Du Moyi, and Du Moyi told him that this was because most of the negative emotions he absorbed were too fast, exceeding the carrying capacity of the Demon Heart, and if he controlled himself for a period of time not to devour the divine power of the dangerous species, it would not be like this.

But how could he control himself not to devour the divine power, thinking that Lin Xueji was caught in the underworld because of his weakness, and that girl was still waiting for him in the underworld to save him, every day he spent now was torment, he longed for strength, he wanted to keep getting stronger, and there was a price for eating this power, but he couldn't stop.