After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 610 - 245: Must Return to the Beginning_2

On the other side, Evelyn instinctively raised her hand and lightly tapped the volleyball, which exploded instantly, unable to withstand Shark Girl Kashute’s immense force.

"The material is not quite right," Shark Girl Kashute commented. She had already held back a lot of strength, yet the quality of the volleyball was still lacking.

"Hmm, maybe we should just go swimming," Evelyn pondered for a moment, her gaze falling on the endless sea. The setting sun dyed the sea red, as if the sun had set the entire ocean on fire.

Amidst the sunset scenery, a tiny black dot rapidly enlarged and became clear in moments. It was a mature woman wrapped entirely in white bandages, her aqua-blue long hair cascading down like medicine, her slender legs treading on the water surface without causing a ripple.

"Such an enviable life," the Corpse Witch walked ashore, glanced at those playing volleyball nearby, then fixed her gaze on Ahtal lying on a bench, revealing a playful smile. "Unfortunately, your time is up, it’s time... to go to hell."

"Since when did you become Hell’s Apostle?" Xi Mu sat up, placing the juice on the table beside him.

The Corpse Witch asked with a smile, "So what is your choice?" 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"Let me say goodbye, okay?" Xi Mu asked as he walked towards the crowd. After explaining the situation, he descended into hell along with the Corpse Witch.

...

...

The bottom of Hell.

The God of Hell sat expressionlessly at the dining table, looking at the two people who suddenly appeared in front of him, twitching his mouth as he spoke:

"The Corpse Witch... and the King of Ash?"

"Though saying so is correct," Xi Mu smiled gently, "but we are also considered old friends, just call me Ahtal."

Who is old friends with you?

This is what the God of Hell thought, because of Ahtal, he had suffered greatly, and if not for the cooperation between the Creation Witch and the gods later on, removing his mutated state, he would still be enduring a fate worse than death.

"A... Ahtal, why are you in Hell?" He squeezed out a smile.

"Of course, to burn Hell down," Xi Mu said casually, watching as the God of Hell suddenly looked at him with a mix of vigilance and fear.

He changed his tone.

"You’d know it’s impossible if you think about it."

God of Hell: "..."

Back then, the Knight who dared to storm into Hell has also developed a dark humor, though there’s nothing he can do; after all, the person is the King of Ash, capable of grinding him into the ground.

"Please don’t joke like that," he raised his hand to cover his forehead, his voice tinged with exhaustion, "my current mental state can’t take the strain."

Though the Creation Witch had removed his mutated state, his mental state still had problems, needing a long time for self-healing, akin to the weakness after illness.

"Alright, I won’t trouble you," Xi Mu smiled, pulling a chair at the dining table to sit down.

Not far away, seeing this, the Corpse Witch also naturally sat beside Ahtal. Her relationship with Ahtal... is seemingly very close, as they’ve had intimate interactions in the simulation world.

"I still have unsorted work," the God of Hell suddenly got up, glanced at the untouched delicacies on the table, resolutely choosing to leave the hall, not wanting to get too close to Ahtal.

In theory, he was safe around Ahtal now, but it’s like having dinner with a tiger for normal people; no one can guarantee the tiger will only eat the food on the table and not decide to eat you as well.

So leaving is the wisest choice.

"Am I really that frightening?" Xi Mu asked the Corpse Witch, who carefully examined him before reaching a conclusion.

"Sometimes, you can be quite scary," she replied.

Xi Mu asked, "For example?"

"For example, you enjoy tearing my bandages," the Corpse Witch lightly touched her chest, recalling everything that happened in the simulation world, where that man had personally torn away her bandages.

"How about I untie them slowly next time," Xi Mu said, hearing footsteps approaching. When he turned his head, he saw the Witch of Death standing nearby, along with the Goddess of Death.

"Untie what?" the Witch of Death asked in a cold, slightly puzzled voice, her sapphire-like eyes reflecting Ahtal’s expression.

The Goddess of Death showed an intrigued expression, curious about how Ahtal would answer.

"Untie my knots," the Corpse Witch suddenly said, drawing everyone’s attention. She casually played with her blue hair, speaking in an extremely natural tone, "I had unresolved knots before becoming a witch. Ahtal plans to help me slowly unbind them."

Xi Mu was silent for a moment, then nodded assuredly, "That’s right."

"Heh... Like words a hero would say," the Goddess of Death chuckled lightly, not exposing the matter. As long as Ahtal, now the King of Ash, doesn’t burn this world to ashes, whatever he does can be forgiven.

Exchanging feelings with a witch or even a goddess doesn’t matter.

"Let’s talk business," the Witch of Death chose to switch topics, speaking calmly to Ahtal, stating her purpose, "I need to confirm if the world of death within death can withstand the burning of ash fire."

Xi Mu nodded, "Does the Witch of Death wish for me to use ash fire to burn the world within death?"

"If you could burn the world directly, it would be better," the Witch of Death gave an unexpected response. "During your time of ensuring humanity, try to burn the world a few times literally. This way, we gain..."

Xi Mu paused, looking towards the Goddess of Death, "Did you propose this plan?"

"Why suspect me of proposing this plan?" The Goddess of Death felt insulted but then smiled gently, "Such a cold and extreme plan was, of course, suggested by your Witch of Death."

"It’s no surprise. The Witch of Death can come up with such a rational plan," Xi Mu shifted his tone.

Goddess of Death: "..."

If she had claimed she proposed it, would it then be cold-blooded and ruthless? This guy still favored people around him as always.

"Burning multiple worlds while maintaining humanity is okay," Xi Mu picked up the unopened bottle of wine on the table, breaking it with his bare hand, then poured three glasses of wine.

"But frequently burning worlds is exhausting for both gods and... ordinary people," he continued.

He asked the Witch of Death.

"Is there a more gentle solution?"

In fact, he understood the Witch of Death’s thinking, even if he burns the world, as long as time is reset, it can be fixed.

And the rewards are undoubtedly generous.

But for those who can’t retain memories during time reversal, it’s indistinguishable from real death.

"You directly burn the world within death," the Witch of Death did not insist, stating the fallback option directly. She indeed thought that truly burning the world a few times could provide relatively reliable data, yet she also realized that most people would find this disruption hard to accept.

Although theoretically, this hindrance maximizes benefits; as long as it’s successful, everyone can survive.

Yet, for ordinary people unable to preserve memory in time loops, it’s essentially indistinguishable from death.

"Okay," Xi Mu agreed, he had plenty of time to conduct slow experiments with the Witch of Death.

The Goddess of Death also breathed a sigh of relief, as she was genuinely worried that Ahtal would agree. Even though the Witch of Death’s plan seemed optimal, most people would find it hard to accept.

Just then, the simulation world suddenly activated.

"The adjustments are quite fast," Xi Mu marveled. Although he wasn’t dreaming, his power allowed him to sense the world’s changes. This ability came from his player powers; he could learn and understand any changes in the world, similar to announcements.

"Ahtal, perhaps you really need to burn the world," Eden emerged from the void, removing the hood from his head, "If you are only constructing a new world at the end of time, there will be many irreparable flaws in the world view."