Curse back: Gender-swapped cosplayers always meet the real person

Chapter 387 About World Fusion

The sun is gradually setting.

It only takes half an hour to go from the 2:30 scorching and irresistible summer to the desolate, cold and chilly late autumn.

A quiet, undisturbed, lonely half hour for thinking.

My fingers holding the water cup moved slightly, I picked it up, took two sips, and then drank the whole cup forcefully. I felt the suppressed emotions in my chest melt like ice, slowly turning into water and flowing through my body, and I finally calmed down.

Sometimes the subversion and reshaping of the truth does not require dramatic changes or violent events.

All you need to do is lay some groundwork in the long past, and wait for it to slowly reveal its true face, like an exquisite stone sculpture hidden for years and months, when the wind blows away the dust.

Maybe I didn’t get everything, but I got a glimpse of it.

What kind of mood should I use to face it?

Is it “it turns out to be so” or “it is as expected”?

I lowered my eyes, looked at the empty bottom of the bottle, and suddenly laughed.

neither.

Rather, it’s “luckily so”.

Fortunately, through journey after journey, I finally discovered the purpose of my journey.

It turns out that I came here to save the world.

Shimizu Masato said:

"A hundred years ago, an ancestor of my family made a deal with a god from another world because he was thirsty for power. He was cursed."

"Since him, every generation of young people, no matter what form, can no longer live beyond the age of forty."

"A god from another world?"

When I heard this word for the first time, I was stunned.

What is a god from another world? Is there more than one god?

"That's right." Shimizu Masato nodded and answered me, "If I'm not mistaken, young lady, you should be from that world."

I did not answer this question, but continued to ask: "So, what happened to your ancestor?"

According to Shimizu Masato last week, he sacrificed his soul in order to gain greater power, but now I feel that he may not have been telling the truth at the time.

"The condition of his exchange with the other world is that after he becomes the strongest person, he will help the gods promote the fusion of the two worlds."

"World fusion?!"

I subconsciously shouted: "What world fusion?"

"Your world and my world." Shimizu Masato looked at my face, no longer showing any frivolity. He said calmly, "That is why our god is a cruel, cold, dark, deformed, neurotic and illogical psychopath."

"The transaction between them angered Him, so He cursed us in a rage and tried to destroy our entire family." He said, "And everything we have experienced is just a game between two gods for dominance."

"And the owner of this ring will be the chosen savior, pushing the two worlds to merge into one again."

"So... I am the chosen one?" There was surprise and doubt in his voice. I think this is the basic reaction of an ordinary office worker.

"It's not that simple." Shimizu Masato shook his head and explained to me, "In fact, our family, which is barely holding on, has assisted many "saviors" like you."

"...but none of them worked."

This is a piece of nonsense that we both know and understand. If it succeeds, there won't be another person coming.

"They're all dead." But even though he said it so lightly, I still felt horrified.

“Everyone who is tasked with this mission…is it a volunteer?” I asked him.

"From what I understand, they should be," he said. "If it's not voluntary, I can't imagine why they would have to insist on doing it."

"......." I was silent for a while, then said, "But they still died."

"Yes, they are all dead. But you are different." A gleam of hope appeared in his eyes, like a extinguished torch being rekindled. "Miss, you are different."

“You’re the only one who’s made it this far,” he said. “He’s getting scared. I can feel it.”

"I know," I said.

If He wasn't in a hurry, He wouldn't have tried to get rid of me by any means and regardless of the consequences.

I never thought about what I had done to offend him. Now that I think about it, it was probably because the so-called "fusion of worlds" would completely endanger his existence, so he wanted to completely wipe out my existence.

But...how did I promote the integration of the world...I felt that I did something right at the time, but what was it?

Looking up blankly, I asked him, "Then do you know how to promote world integration?"

He was silent for three seconds and shook his head honestly: "I don't know."

"Then do you know what this is?" I stretched out my hand and showed him the two eyes on my wrist.

He still shook his head.

"Okay..." I stared at the two eyes that were progressing at different speeds, and I had a hunch that perhaps the key to the fusion of the worlds was in these eyes. And I had to find it out.

After reorganizing my thoughts, I asked again, "Does your family also include Nanami? Will he not live past forty?"

"Jianren?" Hearing his cousin's name, Shimizu Masato's eyes slightly widened, and then he felt relieved and smiled happily, "For him, no."

"Because Jianren can see the curse. The fact that he can become a sorcerer means that he is not covered by the curse."

I breathed a sigh of relief.

"So, your so-called love at first sight is just an excuse to help me?"

"I said that everything is at your disposal, and it's not a lie," he said. "I am not talented, and I have only saved up a few hundred million yuan, but if you want, my heart can be completely yours."

"No thanks." I got goosebumps all over my body and quickly waved my hand to refuse, "I don't like your style."

"Don't like my type?" Shimizu Masato thought for a moment and asked, "What about Kento? Although it will be a bit troublesome to persuade him to join your harem..."

Why on earth is this...Do I have a face that looks like a scumbag?

"No, no, thanks!" I refused loudly, "I don't have a harem, and I don't plan to have one. Please let your cousin go and focus on the person you really like, okay?!"

"You're joking." He said calmly, "I won't live past 40 anyway, so I'd better not hurt other people's feelings."

"You don't hurt others... so you can hurt me, right?"

"Eh..." Shimizu Masato said, "If it's not because I can't live past 40, then you will die even shorter than me, young lady."

I:"........."

Even though it's true, please don't say it.

"Anyway," he said, pulling out another business card from his pocket and pushing it over, "Here's my contact information."

"The promise will not expire. Miss, whatever you want, I will do my best to do it for you within my ability."

I pursed my lips, looked at the phone number above, and finally didn't refuse.

"Thank you," I said. "It's been a pleasure working with you."

"Pleasant to work with."