"Xia Mi, Long, madman, madman." Chen Motong's pace was getting faster and faster.

At this moment, she "saw" the cracks again, and countless eyeballs were looking directly at her through the cracks.

Chen Motong held the railing and slid down the stairs. She turned back suddenly and stared behind her.

The activated profile told Chen Motong that there was a "person" standing behind him.

But the reality was, when she looked back, the "person" had disappeared, as if he had never existed.

Leaning against the wall, Chen Motong clenched her fists, her eyes particularly heavy.

The profile of full power consumption was activated. At this moment, Chen Motong seemed to have lost his mind, his eyes were cloudy and his luster was chaotic.

This meant that she began to frantically determine what the "person" looking into her eyes was.

Time passed quietly and silently, and Chen Motong, whose five senses gradually became empty, saw scenes from the past.

This is a doctor. She is holding a bottle of...alcohol and jogging through the corridor. The air is filled with the smell of alcohol.

A master carrying water, who looked to be in his sixties or seventies, was a man. He was carrying a large bucket of mineral water on his shoulders and was running quickly to higher floors with sweat dripping from his face.

No, that's not what I want to see.

Chen Motong emptied his mind and continued to dig deep into every floor tile here, staring closely at the places where he felt something was wrong.

Gradually, she felt as if she was standing in a black world, surrounded by chains that pierced her body.

Have I really left the cage?
This question was thought of and the answer came to mind.

"The Chen family has simply become the Lobotomy Academy." Chen Motong put his fingers on his ears and pinched the ends of his drooping hair. A chill came from all directions.

The Chen family was indeed wiped out, but this perspective has always been there and has not changed at all!
Perhaps the source of this gaze is not the Chen family at all.

"Snapped"

Finger snapping sound.

Chen Motong discovered a figure made of pure light walking towards him.

who are you?
She had just opened her mouth to ask the question when she got the answer to that question and many more.

The light and shadow standing in front of me is God, and this is the land promised by God. As for why I look like this, it is entirely due to the locks of character and habits I have developed since I was a child.

A baby elephant that has been chained all the time will not know how to break free from the chains, and a tiger kept in a cage will not understand what the words "tiger roars in the mountains" mean.

Even if they have the opportunity to leave later, the probability of change is negligible.

"Make a wish, make a wish! Make a wish." Chen Motong stretched out his hand and patted his thigh.

What a ridiculous thing! I was dancing in shackles, but luckily I got God's gift - the fulfillment of my wish.

Wish, what a heavy word.

"Help me kill the Chen family."

"...Okay." Snapping his index finger, Chen Motong saw a possibility.

The Chen family where she was born was completely wiped out.

Within three days, everyone including the Chen family died in the accident.

In this timeline, it's as if all members of the Chen family are on a death list, waiting for the god of death to harvest their heads.

They were electrocuted by the charging current, accidentally killed by a knife and fork, killed by the aftermath of a battle between half-bloods, and even choked to death by drinking water... In short, they contributed hundreds of ways to die.

"When I choose a wish, I will always live in this fantasy." The conclusion is obvious, or a little too straightforward.

Chen Motong thought about the answer and gave his own answer: "It's a good wish, this is what I desire.

But I refuse!"

This is not reality, it's just self-escape!

"..." Without any answer, Chen Motong found that the world in front of him had become "normal", the gods disappeared, and at the same time, he could no longer feel the vision of those who were looking at him.

Is this the power of God?
Chen Motong guessed the answer to the question, and at the same time tried to describe the God he saw through profiling.

"Chen Motong rejected the wish." Sitting in the office, Bai Mo watched Xia Mi leave, thinking about the meaning of Chen Motong's choice.

Like Chu Zihang, she chose to walk on her own in reality. The so-called beauty is illusory, and only what is achieved by relying on one's own hands is real.

How should I put it? Although it is not absolutely correct, relatively speaking, this is indeed what Bai Mo expects and has been working hard for.

"Chen Motong, Chu Zihang, and the others, the answer to the question is whether 'right' is right or 'right' is right." Bai Mo pondered. The conflict between right and right is like two swordsmen facing each other because of inevitable fate. The swords in their hands can either kill the other or be killed by the other.

It's not just him, the rest of the white foam bodies are the same.

Control of the big direction and conflicts in the small direction are the problems and difficulties that need to be faced.

"Also, Xia Mi." Bai Mo stood up, quickly tidied up the things on the desk, and then quickly opened the office door.

After a few minutes, Bai Mo arrived at the gate to the rooftop, opened the door and walked onto the rooftop.

On the rooftop, Xia Mi sat alone on the edge of the ridge, supporting herself on the ground with her hands, humming dragon language.

...Will the new flowers bloom...

...Where is the next spring...

The singing is melodious and graceful.

As Xia Mi chanted the dragon script, the elements were held in her hands.

What is the Dragon King? The king who holds the power of elements should be the Dragon King, and the four kings should master the four elemental forces.

This is the hybrid's judgment of the Dragon King, correct, but not entirely correct.

Just like what some people say, drinking water can cause poisoning. That’s right. Drinking water can indeed cause poisoning and death, but it’s not entirely true.

Before the so-called restrictive conditions are added...for example, under what circumstances can the Dragon King control the four elemental forces, and under what circumstances, how strong is his control over the elemental forces, etc., are all relevant descriptions that affect this statement.

"Dragon King, is this how you control the elements?" Bai Mo's eyes lit up slightly, this was a brand new discovery.

However, compared to the Dragon King, Xia Mi’s current situation is more important.

Bai Mo raised his feet and after a while, stood behind Xia Mi, looking up at the white clouds and blue sky.

"It's a very good song." Bai Mo spoke after Xia Mi finished singing.

Xia Mi's lips curled up, she stretched out her hands to support the ground, and smiled lightly: "It's a very good song."

"Who are you singing to?"

“…My brother.”

"What kind of person is your brother?"

Man, what a ridiculous thing to say.

Xia Mi felt it was very funny. The reality was many times more exciting than the story.

Humans actually think that their brother, the Dragon King, is a human. What a ridiculous reality. If you saw Fenrir's dragon body, would you still think it is a human?

When the words came to her lips, Xia Mi changed the subject: "Today's weather is really nice."

"Yes, it's a cloudless sky, a rare good day."

"Teacher Baimo, don't you have to go to class?"

"Class." Bai Mo glanced at her casually and gave Xia Mi a look that seemed to indicate he was asking a question despite knowing the answer.

You and Chen Motong are two unstable factors. If you don't handle them properly, it won't matter whether you attend class or not.

"I suggest you see a psychiatrist."

"No, I'm normal."

“Generally, people who are sick say they are not sick.”

"Are you sick?"

“……”Bai Mo choked.

Sick people say they are not sick, so when others ask you, are you sick or not?

"Hahaha." Xia Mi slapped her thigh and laughed.

Suddenly, she stopped and turned to look at Bai Mo.

She didn't say anything, but her eyes conveyed her thoughts.

I am Jörmungandr, the Dragon King of the Earth and Mountains! (End of this chapter)