Lu Xiang has a plan.

Splitting her power into pieces and scattering them throughout the "outside world" was one of them, and now it was the first time she had explained this long-term plan to anyone but Song Lan.

After the Oasis incident, it all finally settled.

"Are you saying that you weren't seriously wounded, but deliberately split your power into 150 fragments?"

Nothingness was so shocked that he left behind his plot to throw Shakira into the potato roast beef.

Dividing the power itself is outrageous enough, and throwing it into the "outside world" that he can't reach in a short time seems to him to be no different from crazy.

According to the parallel world theory, perhaps at some point in time unbeknownst to them, Rotten finally succeeded in obtaining the energy of all the fragments, and the plague he created would also sweep through the entire world.

"Decay is the best example of this, and once they become aware of the existence of the fragments, they are destined to spend years and months trying to find each fragment, which will take about decades if they are lucky."

In comparison, Lu Xiang seemed much calmer, even if she lost her former spiritual energy, she did not show disappointment and remorse, she glanced at Song Lan, "In this way, you can buy him enough time." ”

It was a risky plan, and the entire bet was to be placed on the nerd.

Betting he'll be back here someday.

"One thing 'Rot' is not wrong about, he did disappear for a long time after the turmoil in the upper world."

Even for a "monster" like Song Lan, the development of his own abilities is full of unknowns, especially since what he has mastered is an unprecedented time system.

When different time and space overlap, the established destiny will change.

But the problem is that when Song Lan first figured out the trajectory of the timeline, he didn't know which time and space he would appear in.

Maybe it's in the past, or maybe it's a century from now.

"In order to prevent him from teleporting himself to some strange point in time, I have to set aside some insurance measures."

"Insurance?"

"Avoid the enemy coming back here before he does."

"You mean the big wriggling bugs?"

For the master of genes, 'nothingness' is unfamiliar.

At least during the outbreak of religion and machinery, the so-called masters of genes were just some small characters who could not be put on the table, and neither side really took this monster driven by chaotic consciousness into account.

"No, it's the one who drives His existence."

"Besides you, did anyone else survive that war?"

The successive questions of "nothingness" made Lu Xiang sigh, while Song Lan was bored and ate beef, and took advantage of her explanation to show off several pieces of fine brisket.

She couldn't help but think of the first time she mentioned this to Song Lan.

At that time, as usual, he lay in the sun in her garden, and since he had become a maturer, the dumb bird had made her garden his home, and had nothing to do with it, and slept among the dense flowers.

This habit has been continued to this day.

Although she now has no garden, he has taken over the couches in her office and built a nest on them.

She knew Song Lan's temperament very well, and she didn't think about getting any feedback from the other party at first, so she should be talking to the tree hole.

"Do you remember who brought the concept of 'destiny' to the upper world?"

Nothingness pondered for a moment, then shook its head.

Lu Xiang mentioned it coldly, he really couldn't think of who brought up this topic first, but it did have a huge impact on the whole world, and it also broke the balance between them and those mechanical bumps from a certain angle.

Both sides need believers.

When the Third World War came to an end, everyone realized that if the war continued, everyone would be the loser, so the upper world and the machine established a coalition government and adopted the principles of peaceful competition that were more in line with modern society.

Until, the appearance of "fate" changed everything.

It was never a concrete being, but it showed everyone the future in which they were going to defeat the machines and usher in a new era.

Nothingness suddenly understood something, "You mean, the real enemy is 'fate'?" ”

Previously, "Corruption" and his followers had to talk about the new era all the time, it was too much like those of the past who had been brainwashed by the omen of fate, "Is it a real person? ”

"I think it's more like some kind of branding, and once it's imprinted, you will unknowingly become a puppet manipulated by it."

Fate foreshadowed the arrival of the Holy Son in the upper world, believing that the latter was the one who could help them win this war, and after Song Lan came to the upper world, he did show something different from ordinary people, and everyone had high hopes for him.

It's just that what this dumb bird did later disappointed everyone.

There is no clear strategy for war, nor is there any plan to annex or annihilate the Cult of the Mechanics.

The only thing he did was to find a beautiful place to recuperate when he was fine.

Oh yes.

Lu Xiang suddenly thought that this was not necessarily the case—Song Lan had openly invited everyone to follow his example and live a slow-paced life together, opening a wide range of entertainment activities, and enriching the life of the upper world, so that they would be able to survive the Mechanic God Sect, known as the King of Scrolls, in a few hundred years.

At that time, the war will naturally be won without a fight.

For Song Lan's strategic thinking, the upper world gave him a unanimous evaluation - he was completely farting.

But Song Lan is not angry, he can always find a lot of fun on his own.

He held a cricket fighting competition, went to the "Nether" from time to time to visit the mountains and rivers, and because he had too much free time, he would also respond to the prayers of some active believers from time to time.

It was also during that period, in order to prevent the spread of his ideas among the faithful, they described his remarks in the church texts as the whispers of the devil, and those who listened to the devil represented impurity and apostasy.

Since this dumb bird often slipped into her garden to nap, observing his habits gradually became one of Lu Xiang's interests, but it was precisely because of this that she found a trace of unusual aura.

"From what I've observed, the mechanics of fate are more like hidden rulers."

"Ruler?"

"It will choose a civilization and realize a unified future for it by means of prophecy."

On this basis, the Cult of the Mechanical God and artificial intelligence, which were on a par with the church, became their mortal enemies, so much so that Lu Xiang once suspected that the outbreak of the third war had its shadow.

According to the future shown by fate, the spark of psionic civilization will defeat all enemies that stand in its way, making the coalition government and the entire world a world with psionic energy as the only totem.

“…… But isn't that a good thing for us? ”

"We are not the only ones chosen by it, the civilizations that were chosen by it eventually declined for some unknown reason, and once it cannibalizes and controls, eventually all of us will be like 'crickets', without knowing it."

The appearance of fate once made them think that they were the masters of fate, but the truth is the opposite, and most people in the upper world have become slaves to omens.

The future that the omen reveals is bound to happen.

There is no doubt about the correctness of the omen.

Those who question the omen are against the interests of all and are the enemies of the entire upper world.

Statements like this are rampant.

Now it seems that the people who were eager to destroy the machines at that time were actually no different from the cultists they used for fun.

"It was he who made me aware of this."

"He? What did he say? ”

Nothingness glanced at Song Lan in surprise.

As always, the man was still eating with his head buried in his head, not interested in the topic they were discussing.

Song Lan was the least likely person in his knowledge to be a thinker.

"He held a cricket fighting competition, which is actually a hint to us that our situation is actually no different from the 'cricket' in the competition."

"Cricket Fighting Competition...... Is there such a moral as it is? ”

"No, not at all."

The person concerned, Song Lan, finally raised her head and expressed her opinion on this matter for the first time, "The reason for holding the cricket fighting competition is that life there is too boring, and you have to find a way to have some fun." ”

The Upper World was a dream place for countless cultists, but when he did get there, he found that there were no computers and mobile phones, and there was a great lack of entertainment, and the others were eager to meet eight times a day to discuss how to completely wipe out the mechanical believers.

He just felt like he was in the wrong place.

And he must emphasize that the matter of treating the cultists as "crickets" was not brought up by him at all, his initial idea was simple, the name of the competition was not important, the important thing was that he wanted to cultivate some excellent small animals and introduce some new species to the upper world with a seriously monolithic ecosystem.

Having a pet is said to be a great way to pass the time and keep you in a good mood at all times.

But this brilliant idea somehow turned into what it is now, and when others intervened, the purpose of the event eventually became a means of resolving disputes within the sect.

Those people raised more opinions than one another, but when it came to the game, they all pulled their hips.

"You took away my dream of raising small animals," he accused! ”

At that time, as a young man, he also experienced the taste of shattered dreams.

"I roughly get it."

A simple meal, but it brought an unprecedented amount of information to Nothingness, and he still maintained the movement of reaching his right hand into the inner pocket of his clothes, and pinching Shakira's bottle for about half an hour.

The momentum of anger has long passed, which puts him in a dilemma.

The action of not using Shakira to retaliate against the two of them for openly showing affection is really unbearable, but after hearing such shocking news, suddenly taking out Shakira will make him look like a funny artist.

Judging from the results, Lu Xiang and Song Lan teamed up to not only eliminate everyone except them, but also defeat the "hidden ruler".

This record was much more glorious than he originally imagined.

"I have one last question, why don't you just tell me if something so big happened?"

Except for Song Lan, an existence that cannot be described by common sense, he and Lu Xiang have both won the championship of a cricket fighting competition, and their strength is not an exaggeration to describe it as between the two of them, "If you really want to go to war, it will not be a problem for me to delay a few people." ”

"It was his idea, and you were part of the 'insurance plan.'"

"How?"

Nothingness suddenly became interested, and the hand holding the bottle loosened a little.

"The place he let you go is the closest to the fragments of power, and even if he doesn't return here before the fragments are found, you're bound to be aware of the vision."

"Hey, I'll get it when you say that."

The hand holding the bottle was completely released, and Nothingness slapped the table heavily, unable to hide the rising corners of his mouth anymore, "The trump card that won't be dispatched until the last resort, hiding the role of a master." ”

Even if the "Hidden Ruler" returned here before Song Lan, he would still be attracted by the scattered fragments of power, after all, they were the remnants of the brave who had defeated him.

And at that time, it will be time for the grand debut of the "legendary old void".

It's good, he's very happy with the status.

In this way, he is rightfully a part of this plan.

The three of them had teamed up and defeated everyone but them head-on.

"That being said, our plan wasn't to start a war with everybody, he wanted to make others aware of the potential threat through peaceful communication."

In Song Lan's words, everyone is friends, there is no need to make the situation so ugly.

"But we underestimated the impact of the imprint, and the meeting inevitably turned into a feast."

Even before the talks began, the omen of fate changed.

In the new omen, Song Lan changed from the Holy Son who led them to defeat the enemy, to the devil who brought destruction to the upper world, this was also the first time they saw the established omen change, Lu Xiang thought that this would be the strongest and powerful evidence, but those people were so enchanted that no one could listen to their advice.

In order to get rid of Song Lan, they made a precise arrangement, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a net of heaven and earth.

"You know what happened next."

Lu Xiang, who had been telling about the past, didn't care about eating, but this didn't prevent her from sandwiching a bunch of potatoes into her bowl, making the potatoes pile into a hill.

"But I understand now."

Bringing up the past, Lu Xiang has a new perspective on that period of the past, "In addition to the deep-rooted imprint, there is another reason that cannot be ignored, that is, you usually offend too many people!" ”

In the past, there was an omen protection, and other people dared not speak out about Song Lan's behavior, once the omen changed, everyone was eager to clear Song Lan's tumor out of the upper world first.

"How many believers do you usually steal from them!"

"That's right! I remember what you said, too. ”

Nothingness spread his hands on the table, "Give me back my 152 believers!" ”

"Nope!"

Song Lan immediately protected the bowl.

The sun shone into the living room, and Lu Xiang suddenly felt that all this seemed to be back to the past.

The only thing that has changed is the food on this table.

It's much more delicious than when these two people were obviously miserable but very confident.

Thanks to the 500 starting coins of the Tactical Glasses tip!

The small theater of its two hundred and ninety-three:

Wednesday of a certain year, a certain month, a certain day, in the morning

Arrondissement 2nd Noble Culinary School.

Hearing the name, Hannah immediately became serious, that place was not a traditional cooking school, but the highest level of food in the coalition government and the entire world.

This aristocratic college, which occupies a fifth of the area in the 2nd arrondissement, was financed by the Iris Consortium and was rebuilt in the 2nd arrondissement, where the current leader of the consortium, Ms. Isabel Gilves, for some unknown reason, developed a keen interest in gastronomy.

As a result of a series of measures, arrondissement 2 has become the honorary gastronomic capital of the world, and chefs from all over the world are eager to prove themselves in arrondissement.

Those who can graduate from the aristocratic schools of the second arrondissement are destined to become celebrities at the forefront of the gastronomic industry, and may even be selected by major consortia to serve as their personal chefs.

"If you want to be admitted, you can only rely on your own strength, and the person who funded the school is Isabel, so my relationship should not be effective......"

Hannah isn't as confident as she was at the beginning.

Although her family conditions are good, compared with a big family like Gilves, the gap is really obvious, "Even if you enter the school, if you don't have real skills, you will be eliminated quickly, I heard that Ms. Isabel is a very picky person about food." ”

"Little artichoke, she's very talented at this."

"What kind of talent ...... exactly?"

"She hasn't learned to speak yet, so she knows that Lao Lu's porridge can't be drunk."