Robin Han clutched the squashed milk carton in a daze.
Milk carton. He thought for no reason. Why is this line written on the milk carton? Could this be a clue to a conspiracy? Is there any necessary connection between this and Asabam's call for light?
"She." He repeated as if asking for advice, "Who is she?"
"There is only one female here." The black cat replied impatiently, "You don't understand the standard gender declension? Or do you think you are being held hostage by a man?"
"Oh." Robinham said. He started thinking about the milk carton conspiracy again. There may be some inevitable connection between the small carton of milk and Assabamu that he has not yet understood.
"Don't be stupid." Black Cat said, "You think this will make you look cute? You are not a baby who is still drinking milk."
"This can't fucking work." Luo Binhan said nervously. He looked at Asabam in shock, as if he saw a dead piece of wood chanting hymns.
"She'll work," Black Cat said. "Will thinks it'll work out well."
"What do you mean by an ideal effect?" Luo Binhan asked.
"Maybe this matter can be solved." Black Cat said, "...doesn't represent my opinion. Will thinks so."
Luo Binhan doesn't think so. He looked at Asabam carefully, from the top of her black hair to the tips of her toenails wrapped in shadow. The bad thing was pretty good-looking--he admitted reluctantly--but that had nothing to do with the matter of principle. There was absolutely nothing about Asabam that matched the human body in his impression. Besides, does she count as a human being? She didn't even pass Marlin's poop test. Doesn't this mean that her essence is more like a god than a human? She's not even a good god. What can she fuse with Upsilon? Luo Binhan imagined a horned giant with long flowing hair.
He began to convulse all over and almost screamed in terror.
"This is fucking outrageous!" he shouted uncontrollably.
"Don't make such a fuss." The black cat said sarcastically, "You are now in a dangerous part of the world, protected by a king's old dream. There is a living star outside calling you, remember? And now you are I think it’s outrageous for a goddess to merge with light.”
Its words reminded Luo Binhan. He took some time out of his surging emotions and raised his middle finger in the air.
"Do you think she looks like a god?" He raised his finger and continued to question the black cat, "Will this melt into a dark giant? What will happen when she leads Old Motago into trouble? You are responsible for reforming her. Is she rebelling?"
"That sounds more like what you should do," Black Cat said. Its mouth opened, revealing a row of cold fangs. That is undoubtedly a mockery. Luo Binhan was about to pounce on it and pluck its eyelashes, but he tripped over a wire that appeared out of nowhere. The wire wrapped around his feet as flexibly as a snake, making it impossible for him to stand up.
"I don't have time to play house with you," said the black cat. It then turned its head and looked at Asabam. "Will thinks this is the best course of action for all of you. But you—let me be blunt, little girl, I don't trust Shadow. It would be a wiser idea to leave you to fend for yourself. I'll just take this idiot away. . Don’t cause trouble for him, those two light bulbs are not my concern.”
The black cat backed away slowly. Its outline disappeared into the shadows of the streets and buildings, leaving only the shining eyes. Its eyes also looked silver at the moment, cold celestial bodies reflecting the light of the sun.
"The choice is yours," it said. The figure disappeared immediately, leaving only the echo floating in the air, like some invisible ghost. The rope that trapped Luo Binhan suddenly lost its magic power and fell loosely to the ground. Luo Binhan ripped it off and threw it away, then angrily stood up and looked for the black cat.
"Come out!" he shouted angrily, "Speak to me clearly!"
He didn't get a response from the black cat, but the shadow at his feet began to squirm. The shadow flew over his hand and stole the empty milk carton he was clutching. His eyes flashed, and the cardboard box with the writing on it was already in Asabam's hands. She looked at the words on the carton and frowned slightly. Luo Binhan thought at first that she was frowning at this "suggestion", but then he thought that maybe Asabam couldn't read the things on it at all.
That line, he suddenly realized, was written in the native language of his hometown. That was a piece of advice given to Asabam, but it was written in the language of his hometown. Could it be that Asabam had also stayed in his hometown? If she had really done this, it was obviously for Jing Huang, but even though Jing Huang had been staying at his house, Asabam seemed to know very little about him.
"You can't understand this line of writing," he said tentatively.
Asabam put down the carton. She really didn't seem to understand, but she also heard what Black Cat just said. She obviously knew what this "honest advice from the devil" was. Luo Binhan thought she would be dismissive, tore the carton into pieces, and then continued to stand beside her. But Asabam didn't do anything to the carton. She stared at the puddle on the ground made by the black cat - the puddle had become very turbid at this moment. Something like a mist surged inside, making the scene on the water almost indistinguishable. Luo Binhan could only recognize a moving mass of red or silver. And every time the two color blocks twisted and trembled, his heart also tightened and beat wildly. He felt that he was sitting under an upside-down volcano. He was still stable at this moment, but the top was coming at any time. It was not surprising at all, and he was completely helpless.
He succumbed to the pressure and began a rapid mental decline. Dark giants don’t sound very consistent with Upsilon’s aesthetic, but they sound better than dead giants—is that right? he asked himself. Would he think dark potted plants sounded better than dead potted plants? That's not necessarily the case. But when the problem is placed on others, it seems to be different. Darkness is just a temporary state. If light can turn into darkness, obviously darkness can turn into light. This is just a compromise strategy. But - death - death is different. There is no life after death. People have their own ways to explain death. It can be said that death brings another form of new life, but that is just a lie, because the meaning of death lies in "eternal termination." There is no further story, no more "self". What enemy is more powerful than death?
Compromise is necessary. he explained to himself. In order to escape from the most formidable enemy, in order to be able to use your power for a longer-term story, it is acceptable to cooperate with another lower-level opponent. Maybe he will find out in the future that he was completely wrong, but at this moment he can no longer continue. Even if it is a lie as obvious as the scorching sun, he has to embrace it. If the story can continue, yes, he is willing to burn tomorrow in order to transcend today.
Luo Binhan strode forward. He grabbed her hands and held them between them as Asabam watched. He maintained this position and looked at her.
"Call the light," he said.
Asabam said nothing. But her abyss-like expression was full of doubts about Luo Binhan's actions. She seemed to be asking what the necessary relationship was between his words and actions. This was of course part of Luo Binhan's plan, because if she put more doubts on his actions, she would have no time to think about the nonsense he was saying.
"Call for the light!" he called louder.
"No," Asabam said, but her eyes showed hesitation. Her rejection was more directed at Luo Binhan himself than at what he said.
"Do you think this is interesting?" Luo Binhan said, "Don't deceive yourself. Here, I have a piece of silver handcuffs. You can take them and wear them on your forehead. Then tell me that you have also longed for the light."
"You can go by yourself." Asabam said.
Her words really stung Luo Binhan. He could no longer cover up this matter with made-up words. All he could say was: "You heard the cat."
Asabam glanced at his face. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised in a cold and stiff mockery.
"Did you actually try it?" she said.
"Do you think that cat and I are working together to deceive you?" Luo Binhan said, "I can try it for you now."
Asabam waited incredulously. But Luo Binhan didn't want to lose face in vain.
"Why should I try first?" he said, "Call one, two, three together. Otherwise, I won't call."
He stared at Asabam for a moment, watching her pondering incomprehensibly. Until finally, she focused her eyes on him again, waiting for him to count. It's entirely possible that she is committing fraud. This person has no integrity at all.
"One." Luo Binhan said.
Blurred images burned in the puddles. Wings of fire and silver light flash alternately.
"two."
The light of the sun in the sea reflects from Asabam's eyes.
"three."
Next he kept his promise. In accordance with the invitations he had received in the past, he called out almost in despair: "Upsilon!"
And at that time he also definitely heard Asabam. She said, "Momoro."
He was stunned.
"Huh?" he said.
Asabam looked at him matter-of-factly.
"He is your companion," she said. "You promise to watch him fight."
Luo Binhan couldn't believe that she was so honest and trustworthy. He almost choked with sobs at that time, and asked in a trembling voice: "Are you fucking using a healing single to clear the dungeon?"
Asabam did not answer. There may be 100 million teams in the world that have no output, but Asabam doesn't care. She only cares about whether she can heal herself. Luo Binhan immediately wanted to condemn her on behalf of all mankind, but the next second her whole body bloomed with silver light. The silver light seemed to burst out from her body, completely illuminating her dark body.
Luo Binhan glanced down at himself subconsciously. He was not shining, and his feet were heavy and solid on the street.
"Did you see it now?" he said.
Asabam began to rise into the air. Luo Binhan kept watching, and finally had to let go of his hands. He sent away three in a row, and now he had to watch Asabam disappear under the sun. Now he was alone. He had to stay here alone to wait for the end.
Asabam, who was floating in the air, stretched out his hand and pointed at Luo Binhan.
"Huh?" Luo Binhan said. Suddenly he couldn't move. The shadow's power quickly surged from his belly, completely taking over control of his body. Some strong attraction enveloped him, like a giant magnet pulling on a small magnetic needle.
He couldn't help but take off. His feet shot up from the ground and crashed into Asabam's silver light. Asabam grabbed his hair and dragged him towards the sun. Luo Binhan was so angry that he pulled her hand and shouted: "Beast, you fucking want to hold me back again!"
The silver light rushes towards the sea of stars.
