OBS Chapter 356 The Lost Artifact
Chapter 356 The Lost Artifact
"Song Shu, who is that female hero?"
Bo Li sent a message to Song Shu, and Song Shu just replied that he was not a bad person and would ask for details.
But you know what, she is still a female hero.
Fu Ying's fur stood up like a cat whose territory had been occupied. Song Shu got up to get some food, and she just sat there staring at He Wusheng.
Song Shu was so shocked to see the author of his favorite comic that he wanted to do five somersaults on the spot.
What a small probability it is to meet your beloved author in the end times!
It just so happens that this great author actually created this work based on his own experience!
"Fortunately, I can now replicate different fresh foods. Just take whatever you like and eat it directly. By the way, are you practicing fasting now? It means you don't need to eat. That's what you call it, right?"
Song Shu placed a lot of snacks and drinks on the coffee table. He Wusheng looked at them and smiled: "I haven't eaten these for a long time. As for fasting - I haven't eaten since I awakened my spiritual veins."
"Not eating worldly delicacies means losing a lot of fun. You actually don't eat anything." Song Shu shook his head.
He Wusheng picked up a bag of spicy spiced broad beans, his eyes shaking slightly, listening to Song Shu's sigh, and couldn't help but be a little absent-minded.
"It seems that people who have lived in your world all think that delicious food is important, and tasting delicious food is even more important."
Song Shu: "Haven't you lived in this world for a long time?"
"Yeah, I've lived here for a long time, but I miss the past even more." He Wusheng said, picking up a box of pineapple cakes and opening it. "I don't have any requirements for food."
Fu Ying couldn't help feeling jealous when she saw the two people chatting so happily.
Besides, she still felt that the man was a fraud.
A sanctimonious liar.
For the next while, they ate in silence, and no one spoke.
Song Shu suddenly remembered something, pointed to the next door and said, "Ms. He, if you need to sleep at night, you can sleep next door."
He Wusheng: "Okay, thank you for arranging it."
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"So, this comic has no ending, right?" Song Shu waved the comic book at He Wusheng, "Then if you follow your original idea, will you be able to marry your beautiful master?"
He Wusheng thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "What do readers think...?"
"It must be a happy ending!" Song Shu said excitedly, "It can be a little sad in the middle, but there must be some sweet moments. In the end, the two people will be together after going through all the hardships, and live happily in seclusion in the mountains for the rest of their lives."
He Wusheng listened quietly and asked her a question: "This is also what you and your wife expect from each other, right?"
"Since you two love each other, you definitely hope to be together till the end." Song Shu said, "So, can I understand that the person you admired in your first life was your master?"
He Wusheng was slightly startled, and answered calmly: "Yes."
Song Shu touched his chin, a little curious: "In the more than 800 reincarnations you have experienced, have you ever been in love? Have you ever married a lover? If so, who do you love the most now?"
He Wusheng said: "No, unfortunately. Maybe my soul is naturally lacking in empathy. I have never had any friends, let alone falling in love with anyone."
Song Shu raised his eyebrows: "Your master...?"
He Wusheng's eyes were gentle: "She is an exception."
For some reason, Song Shu felt a sharp pain in his teeth.
She scratched her face, still very curious: "Then, you are reincarnated, what about your master? Wouldn't he die of old age?"
He Wusheng was stunned: "...No."
She lowered her eyes again and said in a very soft voice: "Master has become a god."
Song Shu:!!!
"Can I see a fairy once in my lifetime?" she asked eagerly, "Just one look and I can brag about it for the rest of my life."
He Wusheng blinked and paused, as if he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Fu Ying.
"Do you know what that person looks like?" she asked He Wusheng, "What about the artifact? What does it look like? Can we identify it?"
He Wusheng shook his head: "I don't know."
"You don't know this either?" Fu Ying snorted.
Song Shu took Fu Ying's arm and said, "Okay, we still have time to ask slowly. We can't be so harsh to the guests."
"She is your favorite author, how can you not bear to let her go?" Fu Ying said.
Song Shu: "Shh!"
He Wusheng looked at the two people getting along closely, stood up leisurely, and bowed. Song Shu quickly followed suit and bowed back.
"He will go to the next room to rest. Thank you for your hospitality."
"No, no, thank you for helping to rescue our base today."
Song Shu watched He Wusheng enter the next door, pulled Fu Ying and closed his own door, and complained in a low voice.
"Damn it! The other party has a divine weapon, how can we fight him?"
"How did I beat the opponent in the first round?"
"With He Wusheng's help this time, will things go more smoothly?"
"The damn first round didn't give me any memories, this sinister freak must have done it on purpose!"
Fu Ying was pulled by her to the sofa without saying a word.
Song Shu: "Hmm? Why don't you speak?"
Fu Ying looked at the comic book on the coffee table awkwardly.
"Do you really like her?" she said. "If I weren't there, would you want to marry the author you love?"
Song Shu: “?”
"If you get jealous again, I'll tape your mouth." She put all the comics away on the bookshelf, clapped her hands and sat back.
Fu Ying said, "It's your loss if you shut my mouth."
Song Shu immediately understood what she meant: "Minions, don't talk!"
Fu Ying shut up obediently, but still felt awkward.
The black cat Booker came out from under the coffee table and screamed fiercely when she kicked him on the butt.
"Ouch!" Song Shu leaned over and patted her calf, "Don't bully cats!"
"I'm telling you something serious. He Wusheng is a cultivator. This world is just one plane. There are gods and immortals above it, and there are many more planes that are different from our world."
Song Shu's eyes were sparkling and he was very excited.
"If scientists and philosophers knew this, they would faint with joy!"
Fu Ying said, "Oh," and asked a question, "Then, the apocalypse has been going on for so long, and there is no sign of the gods from above coming down to help."
Song Shu seemed to be poured with a basin of ice water, and said hesitantly: "First round... is this so?"
"Whether it's the first round or the second round, even if gods exist, they won't care about what's happening here." Fu Ying said indifferently, "Otherwise, why don't they come and take away the lost artifact?"
Song Shu was stunned.
"Well... could it be that they have no way to interfere with the human world? Although I just talked to He Wusheng about my own views on gods, the apocalypse here broke out because of the existence of divine artifacts. Don't they have to clean up this mess?"
Fu Ying glanced at her with contempt - towards those so-called "gods".
"If they interfere, there won't be a second round." Fu Ying said, "If He Wusheng is a liar, I will kill her. If what she said is true, I will hate those gods."
"Neither the gods nor He Wusheng can protect you, except me, Xiaoshu." She said, "Only I will always put you at the center."
Song Shu made a heart gesture to her.