Just because people like you exist, life is not without a future.
This sentence buzzed in Valentine's mind, confusing his thoughts and stunned his soul. The hand that brushed the hair was as gentle as cotton, and the bright and prosperous rose-purple eyes were filled with a sea of affection.
The girl in front of him was no longer as charming and charming as usual, and the uncomfortable aura lingering around her finally dissipated, replaced by the warm holy light that Valentin had only seen on Raphael.
…
"I don't think I'm that noble."
The silence only lasted for a short time. Valentine came back to his senses and tilted his head slightly to avoid Jiao Zhengyu's touch.
The girl in front of him smiled, and in the blink of an eye she sat back on the other side of the hot spring, looking at him through the white mist.
The Holy Light that just appeared in front of Valentine is the one that appears in many anime, and its role is self-evident.
Such dramatic special effects instantly wiped away all the confusion in his heart and brought the atmosphere back to normal again.
"Look at this world you've created."
Jiao Zhengyu raised his arm and flicked his wrist.
"Noble is not enough to describe you."
"Those who want to praise you should take out a dictionary, look through it and sing your praises until their voices are hoarse."
He used an exaggerated metaphor to tell the truth of what Valentine had done.
In fact, looking at his personality alone, this little dragon man is not perfect, and is even a little strange.
In fact, many people are like him, with good and bad feelings in their hearts. They live in this ordinary world and occasionally receive a few compliments, but it has almost nothing to do with being "noble".
Then why did Jiao Zhengyu say such things?
Because Valentine created an extraordinary world while having an ordinary character.
"Praise" depends not only on the character, but also on what the other person has done.
Even if that person is a scumbag, as long as he is not too disgusting and has achieved enough achievements to change the world, his character shortcomings will be selectively ignored and he will become a "saint" passed down by people.
What happened to the harem?
What's wrong with being cruel?
What's wrong with your mind when you can't speak?
I have single-handedly raised the living standards of mankind to dozens of times. I have directly ended war, famine, plague and ignorance. Everyone lives under the sun and does not need to tremble in the dark. You still want to ignore what I have done? These achievements to criticize my personality flaws?
Even if you say you are a white-eyed wolf, you are sorry for being a wolf.
And according to human thinking, even if that person has great shortcomings, as long as his shortcomings do not affect his achievements, he will definitely be able to tolerate it and even take the initiative to cater to him.
For example, this saint who saves the world loves to use foul language. He feels uncomfortable if he doesn't curse him for a day. His words are so offensive that it makes people physically disgusted. See if there will be people rushing to be scolded by him.
Not only that, but he also laughed while being scolded.
Man, that's how amazing it is. As long as the psychological threshold is passed, pain can turn into happiness.
What's more, the only thing that made Valentin criticized in Asia was "opening a harem".
Although he is still some distance away from the perfect saint he imagined, he is not far away. There is nothing wrong with being called "noble" by Jiao Zhengyu.
…
"Ah."
But Jiao Zhengyu's words did not make Valentin feel happy. Instead, he laughed self-deprecatingly.
"That's just because I am the Creator God here."
"No worries at all..."
"Do whatever you want."
The young man raised his head, the corners of his mouth filled with bitterness.
"I don't have to worry about what obstacles I will encounter or what the consequences will be."
"I am God, and one word can change everything."
"but……"
In my mind, the memories from ancient times gradually became clear.
The sky there is always dark, as if made of lead. Even on a sunny day, looking up will only sting your eyes. There is only the glaring sunlight in the clear sky that makes people unable to look directly.
If it's a cloudy day, the dark clouds seem to be floating above your head and in your heart, as heavy as a rock.
You don't know when it will fall, turn into a natural disaster, crush you to death, and grind your body into mud.
But the sky doesn't lie.
The danger is openly placed above your head, making you intuitively feel the pressure and discomfort. Even when death falls, it is fair and aboveboard.
But the earth is full of hypocrisy.
Looking around, apart from most of the filthy places, you can still see a few bright, clean and comfortable places.
But just spend some time in those cities and you will find...
They are no different from the outside world.
The superficial prosperity and internal corruption are in sharp contrast, causing people to feel even more uncomfortable than those filthy places outside.
It was a place where one could not straighten one's spine while still alive.
That land is called Terra.
"A long time has passed, and the memory of the world of Terra in my mind has become blurry."
"I forgot a lot of people and a lot of things."
Valentine covered his cheeks and his voice was muffled.
But Jiao Zhengyu could see his eyes through the gaps between his fingers, see the fire-like anger and the blade-like pain inside.
"But Chernobog..."
His voice was shaking.
"The city destroyed in the anger of ignorance, the screams and cries echoing in the sky, the building filled with dead body parts, the flames burning countless souls..."
"It's etched deeply into my heart and will never heal."
"Bleeding all the time."
Jiao Zhengyu recalled the day when Valentin performed the latent mission.
The boy Vaifan transformed into someone else, but the resentment in his heart did not diminish at all.
When the Integrated Movement symbol composed of countless corpses ignited flames, he almost crushed the handle of the knife in his hand, and his knuckles turned white to the point where it seemed as if the skin would tear open in the next second, revealing the white bones inside.
The expression on his face was as distorted as it was now.
"Maybe, maybe..."
"There is still warmth in the world of Terra, but all that remains in my memory is suffering."
After a long time, Valentine took a deep breath to calm down.
"When I return to that world, I am no longer the God of Creation. Even if I possess the Origin Stone skill called 'vitality',
How do I bring that land back to life?
Let those people come out of the darkness and back into the sunshine? "
"It's so difficult."
He lowered his head and stopped talking.
He looked like a child who had made a mistake.
It was late at night and the temperature had dropped a few points. Although you won't feel cold when you soak in the hot springs, you will still feel the temperature change on the surface of the water.
Jiao Zhengyu shook twice and then completely submerged himself in the water, with only his little head and two eyes exposed.
"Do you still remember why I chose you in the first place?"
Her voice sounded in Valentine's mind.
"Because I died just right?"
Valentine's voice was weak.
"In addition to this, there is actually another reason that is quite important."
"When you watch the plot of Arknights, you will not only see the bright and majestic Rhode Island and the misery of the infected people in the Integration Movement."
"It's more about the feelings of ordinary people."
Valentine said nothing and listened quietly.
"That's why you hate the Integration Movement so much, even if the plot says how sad their past was."
"I don't like Rhode Island either, even though they can be regarded as one of the few consciences on Terra."
"This is good."
"This means that you will not be biased towards Rhodes Island or the Integration Movement, but rather the entire bottom layer of Terra that includes them."
"This fits my mission perfectly: saving the world."
Jiao Zhengyu leaned back and closed his eyes.
Her huge horns serve as support, so she won't sink into the hot spring and won't have to adjust her center of gravity all the time.
"If the Integration Movement had been more sensible when they invaded Chicheng and refrained from massacre, I wouldn't hate them so much."
He still lowered his head.
"But what happened..."
Valentine saw everything they did.
Later, during the Longmen period, it was an act of great mercy to let go of the members of the integration movement.
"Then, what you did in Asia Continent really confirmed my thoughts."
Jiao Zhengyu looked at the starry sky and recalled what Saint Valentine had done.
"Aren't the Dark Ages of this world like Terra's present?"
"You and Raphael Xing Yihuang ran around and finally ended that period of history and opened a new page."
"In this long journey, you have not used your divine power once."
"Although the power of the saint is a little stronger than 'vitality', it also proves that you have the potential to complete the mission."
"And the partners happen to be them..."
"It's not against the law to change the name of the place."
The girl stared at the unresponsive Valentine and poked his calf with her toes.
"Now, let me ask you."
"Since you hate Terra Continent so much, do you still want to go back?"
Want to go back?
The moment this question appeared in Valentine's mind, he gave the answer.
"Of course I do."
The young man slowly raised his head and looked into those purple eyes.
He once made a promise to Xing Yihuang to take her back to his hometown.
He fell in love with an angel and wanted to hold a grand wedding with her in his hometown.
He had a biological sister who ran into this world without hesitation to save him, without any thought of danger.
He hates Terra and has reasons why he has to change Terra.
"Then if you go back, will you still carry out the mission?"
As Jiao Zhengyu's agent, Valentine has only one mission.
save the world.
"Yes."
He suddenly laughed.
It seemed like Jiao Zhengyu asked some idiotic question.
"Then you were still complaining just now."
Jiao Zhengyu kicked him.
The look in her eyes was like that of a female supervisor who saw her subordinates taking advantage of the situation.
"Why, complaining is no longer enough?"
Valentin raised his eyebrows: "You still don't know how difficult this job is? I am the only initial employee, and I have to find helpers myself. Isn't it enough to just say a few words of bitterness?"
"You haven't told me that you've been spying on me!"
He suddenly remembered the vague gaze that had been staring at him during that time in Tushan.
"..."
Jiao Zhengyu, who was questioned about his crime, didn't say anything, but looked at Valentine with a strange look.
"You really don't know whose sight is that?"
"Who else could it be besides you? You like to spy on others when you have nothing to do..."
Valentine rolled his eyes.
Jiao Zhengyu didn't have any objection to this, because she really spied on Valentine for a long time.
The reason is to make a TV series for Raphael.
only……
"Do you think you will find out if I spy on you?"
She raised her head and sat up from the hot spring.
"Like when I read your mind, will it make you feel something?"
This immediately confused Valentine.
Because he discovered that this seemed to be the truth.
It's not necessary!
"That……"
Recalling the gaze that had been staring at him for decades, Valentin suddenly felt his scalp numb.
"Do you think there is anyone else in Asia who would be willing to look at you all the time?"
Jiao Zhengyu raised another question.
Valentine only felt that there was a mess in his heart, but he seemed to have found a way to sort it out.
The answer seemed to be only a layer of window paper away from him.
"Look back."
Jiao Zhengyu snapped his fingers and raised his chin behind the young man.
"I caught the 'culprit' of that sight."
"You used teleportation when you left Tushan, but it almost made me die."
These two sentences hit Valentine on the head like a sledgehammer, pushing his head directly into the window paper, allowing him to see clearly what the answer was.
The young man slowly turned his head and looked behind him.
And when the white snow came into view, his pupils suddenly shrank.
