What evil intentions could an evil god possibly have?

Gu Yuqiu said gently, "I guess I'm just tired of reading, so I wanted to make you tired of it too?"

Su Yan thought to herself, "What kind of nonsense is this?"

Then she heard Gu Yuqiu's voice again.

"Besides, I'm stating the facts. Tokyo is your city, but in this land of Yingzhou, you're practically the emperor emeritus. Otherwise, where did you get your nickname from?"

Gu Yuqiu paused for a moment and said, "Although I'm still more used to the name Yingzhou."

For the world, what she said is not far away; it is still clear in people's memories.

Several years ago, a large-scale battle broke out on the land of Yingzhou. With the government unable to maintain order, the messenger of natural disasters took on the responsibility.

However, Su Yan had not yet reached the peak of the fifth rank at that time. She was powerful but not powerful enough. So, an unprecedentedly fierce battle broke out. Countless people died, and the earth was in ruins.

When everyone here thought the end of the world had come and the whole world was heading madly toward hell... Su Yan took that step.

The rest of the story is simple.

Many, many people died at her hands; according to subsequent statistics, it was a staggering number, indistinguishable from a massacre.

Whether they were extraordinary individuals or ordinary people who followed them, they were all treated equally.

Interestingly, after the chaos ended, Su Yan, despite having blood on her hands, was hailed as the innocent empress and highly praised by the world.

From then on, she was the de facto emperor of Yingzhou, the undisputed ruler, and was regarded by the local people as the last ray of light.

Although living in the secular world, it is also situated between the sacred and the divine, reaching the highest level of sublimity.

Even though she never cared about these things, almost never used her power, and rarely stayed in Tokyo, nothing changed; in fact, she became even more fanatical.

Su Yan didn't want to talk about these things because she felt it was something she should do.

She abruptly changed the subject, asking, "What is that name?"

Gu Yuqiu smiled and said, "If I told you, could you change the name of this land?"

"Of course not."

Su Yan's expression turned slightly cold as she spoke without hesitation.

"Then why bother saying it?"

Gu Yuqiu's eyes were full of smiles as she said, "Let's end the reminiscence here."

Songtang, who had been listening to their conversation, breathed a sigh of relief as she closed her eyes in her arms, thinking that if they continued talking, she would be driven crazy by their noise.

Then came a long period of silence.

The sports car drove toward the edge of the city, and the bright lights gradually became things behind us, blurred by the sea breeze, like countless sparks, so small as to be insignificant.

At some point, Su Yan parked her car by the sea.

The two left the carriage, leaned against the front of the train facing the sea, and felt the cold sea breeze.

The white cat was a little annoyed by the wind and snuggled into Gu Yuqiu's arms. Unfortunately, her chest wasn't soft enough, only slightly more suitable for sleeping than Shen Muchan's. And it didn't dare to jump towards Su Yan. It couldn't help but miss Lin Mushi again and sighed in its heart, its feelings sincere.

Why does the memory end here?

Su Yan suddenly asked, "Don't say you don't want to argue with me. You're not such a gentle person. There must be another reason."

"……Why?"

Gu Yuqiu thought about it very seriously and said, "Because I don't want to become a memory, and I won't become a memory."

Su Yan tilted her head slightly, looked into her eyes, and said, word by word, "You are becoming my memory."

Gu Yuqiu sighed, "That's too mundane."

"I'm just an ordinary person."

With her back to the city lights, Su Yan said indifferently, "It's not as sacred as they imagine."

Gu Yuqiu smiled slightly and said, "That's why you've never liked coming here. If there hadn't been nowhere else to choose from before, and if the internal noise hadn't been so loud, you wouldn't have put the headquarters of the Disaster Messenger here, would you?"

This is still a topic Su Yan doesn't want to talk about.

“What is written on the Scroll of Sleep?” she asked.

Gu Yuqiu knew she was changing the subject, so she didn't expose her. She took the ancient book out of nothingness and casually tossed it over.

Su Yan took the Ancient Scroll of Sleeping Beauty, carefully and slowly turned the pages, and then froze.

"What...is this thing?"

She didn't quite understand what these strange scribbles were.

"Of course, it's text."

Gu Yuqiu looked up at the night sky, at the few lonely stars, and said, "The universe has an end, but for humans and other similar intelligent life forms, this end cannot be observed. Even getting to know each other is difficult, so it becomes endless."

Su Yan said, "Whether there is an end or not is actually a matter of perception."

Then she noticed the key point of the passage and said with a slightly different expression, "Since the Lord of Sleep is a god from another intelligent life form with his own writing system, why would He come to this planet and choose His successor here?"

"That civilization has been destroyed."

Gu Yuqiu calmly said, "It happened during a war between Him and another god. That's what He told me. I haven't verified whether it's true or not."

Su Yan lowered her head, looking at the Ancient Scroll of Sleep in her hand, and asked, "Then why are you able to understand these characters?"

As soon as she said it, she realized how foolish it was.

With the power she once held, Gu Yuqiu could be the best chef, the most talented painter, or the most outstanding pianist—if she just killed them all.

For her, learning a language overnight was a piece of cake.

Su Yan asked curiously, "What's recorded on this?"

Gu Yuqiu said, "Actually, there is no record of anything."

Su Yan glanced at the ancient scroll of slumber filled with text, finally unable to bear her way of speaking, and snorted coldly, saying, "Can't you speak properly?"

If nothing is recorded above, then all these words are meaningless. So what have you been reading these past few days, and why did you say before that you had already read most of it?

The sea breeze suddenly became strong.

The waves rolled.

Her cascading silver hair was blown away, flowing under the moonlight and starlight, shimmering with a captivating light.

Gu Yuqiu reached out and took the hair tie from Su Yan, tying up her disheveled silver hair. She walked forward into the cold, fierce sea wind, her clothes fluttering in the wind.

Her voice turned as cold as the wind.

“I have no reason to lie to you, because the words on the Ancient Scroll of Sleeping Spirits record the future.”

"future?"

"The same authority can produce different results in different people. You can interpret this statement as a kind of prophecy."

"Is it the kind of prophecy that the Pope used Lin Mushi's life to erase the illusory realm of Xin Chu?"

"Ah."

"You say there's nothing recorded on it... because you don't agree with the future described in the Sleeping Scroll, so it won't exist, right?"

"It's so pleasant to chat with you."

Su Yan fell silent.

She watched Gu Yuqiu's retreating figure, thought for a moment, then bent down slightly to take off her shoes and walked barefoot towards the waves, her long skirt fluttering lightly.

She wasn't a person who lived a luxurious life, but she had long since developed the habit of never wearing the same clothes twice.

However, the long dress she was wearing at that moment was an exception.

This was picked out for her by Gu Yuqiu himself.

What is that future?

Su Yan, carrying her high heels, stood side by side with her.

Gu Yuqiu smiled and said with a sigh, "Justice will ultimately prevail, and those who choose to be enemies of the world will ultimately lose to the world itself."

A long silence.

Only the sound of the wind remained.

Su Yan's voice was almost drowned out by the gale: "You said you thought about this world for me."

"I haven't forgotten."

Gu Yuqiu looked up at the sky and said, "I have no intention of destroying this world and enjoying its beauty, but unfortunately, this world seems to be afraid of the unknown that I am about to bring."

Tonight, the moon shines brightly, obscuring the stars; it is a rare and beautiful night.

She raised her hand, reached out to grasp the bright moon in the distance, and gently grasped something.

The moonlight suddenly dimmed.

The stars appeared.

Su Yan looked at her, gazing at the moonlight lingering in her hand, and the longsword formed from it, and softly asked, "So... who is the world?"

Gu Yuqiu smiled and said, "That sea."

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her sword and pointed it forward.

It was as if they were inviting me.

Chapter 155: Chapter Two You Are Mine

The sound of the waves was disturbing, and they lingered there endlessly.

Gu Yuqiu's voice was not loud, and it was no different from usual. It sounded even fainter after being drowned out by the sound of the wind and waves, but it was clear enough.

Su Yan stood in the waves, looking at the moonlit sword reflected on the sea, her brows furrowed slightly, and she pondered for a long time, but still could not find a solution.

“You told me that although that sea has a will, it is mad and chaotic, and it will only make a rational decision if there is a threat that must be dealt with.”

She thought for a moment, looked at Gu Yuqiu's profile, and said, "So, you've become another Stardew, and suffered the same fate?"

Gu Yuqiu smiled slightly and said, "Although I don't like this name, it seems to be the case."

Su Yan looked into her eyes and asked seriously, "Why is that?"