MTL - My Future Diary Can’t Be Perfect-Chapter 360 The truth of failure

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Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

It was only a few seconds, but it seemed like a whole day had passed. If everything that happened at this moment was a script, it would be like the writer in charge of writing suddenly got lazy and slept all day, so that he didn't write a word and dared not let the readers know about it.

but no matter.

With Si Nian's opening, the almost stagnant time and frozen atmosphere were finally broken.

"Pfft."

I saw Si Nian covered his small mouth, turned his head, and let out an uncontrollable chuckle, as if mocking a complacent Yuan Chu.

As the person with the deepest relationship with Xun Xi. In fact, Si Nian had long known that there was nothing wrong with Xun Xi's state, but she finally acted according to Xun Xi's request. And because of the desperate writer's classic villain's introduction of his conspiracy, Xun Xi successfully delayed another wave of time.

However, compared to Si Nian.

It's a little hard for the desperate writers to accept. So she began to predict the future almost immediately, and wanted to know the reason why Xun Xi was fine.

However-----

"can not see?"

-----There is nothing in the future picture that can solve her doubts, and Xun Xi is not like her, she will not talk about her plans when she is idle.

But soon the desperate writers reacted.

"....In the past?"

As the original, Desperate Writer is not the diary of the future, or the analogy of Guanzhi. The only possible future that she could not foresee is a future where there is no possibility at all. So she immediately retracted her gaze and turned her gaze to the past, but the embarrassment came——

She is the **** of foreknowledge.

Not the **** of history.

She doesn't know everything about Xun Xi's past. And she thought about it before implementing the plan, so it shouldn't be an accident.

【what is the problem? 】

Finally, the golden squiggles of the desperate writer emerged on the black book.

"Want to know?"

Xun Xi smiled even more happily: "I won't tell you."

"That....my plan..."

At the same time, Xu Junfang, who thought he could do it again, was tiptoeing to the console, wanting to implement his grand plan for all of humanity...

【shut up! 】

In the next second, the golden swashes on the black book directly interrupted Xu Junfang's movements violently: [Do you think you will succeed if I ask you to do it? I just want to see the look on your face when you think you've done it again, get back on the right track after all odds, and then fail again. 】

"What...!?" Xu Junfang froze.

【You must fail. There was no chance of success from the start. 】

The despair writer directly exposed the future: [Because in this world, there are some human beings who will not be affected by the past supernatural influence of the Penglai treasure ship. 】

[As long as they are alive. 】

[It is impossible for human beings to be completely spiritualized. 】

[Otherwise, why do you think the others are as motionless as mountains and have no interest in you? 】

[You don't even think about it, why am I the only one who takes care of you. 】

[Your plan, in the end, is to exterminate more than 90% of the human beings with your own hands, and there is no achievement, so you should shut up and stop for me. 】

[I'm not interested in you anymore. 】

Every word of the desperate writer felt like a heavy hammer slammed into Xu Junfang's heart, and when the words fell, Xu Junfang collapsed on the captain's chair again, his expression turned blank. Normally, desperate writers wouldn't mind taking a good look at this look.

But now, Desperate Writers don't care at all.

She has only one idea.

【what do you want? 】

On the black book, I saw the golden swashbuckling words appear quickly: [Tell me what you have done, and I can give you whatever you want. 】

Desperate writers like to have fun.

It doesn't matter if the fun is herself.

But the most unacceptable thing to her is to have half the fun. The plan she worked so hard to create was foiled by Xun Xi. It's not that she didn't think about this situation, but if she didn't know the reason why Xun Xi foiled her, the fun would be unqualified, just like the works of her eunuch.

A failure.

And in order not to let this fun turn into a failure, the desperate writer obviously doesn't care about the enemy: [I can tell you the secret hidden by the corpse fairy. 】

【Do you want to go back to Earth? 】

[I can tell you where the earth is. 】

[Or are you interested in visitors from another world? I can tell you her story too. 】

【Are you wondering about the ticket to the Hope Cinema that I gave you? I can also tell you what it does. 】

[Or do you want to know the future? 】

I saw the handwriting of the desperate writer constantly appearing on the black book. At this moment, not only did she not look like a writer, but she even looked like a urging reader.

"This is really... a surprise."

Looking at the desperate writer with such an attitude, Xun Xi felt that she had a deeper understanding of the primordial: to remove the mask of primordial, how similar it is to human beings. A **** on high? This is not the case at all, this is just a human being with authority.

"....All right."

After a brief thought, Xun Xi finally let go: "Since you have asked the question sincerely, then I will tell you mercifully."

"As for what I want..."

I hope that the movie ticket problem in the cinema can be known from Tu Su.

The corpse fairy's secret has nothing to do with him.

In the future, he also has other ways to predict.

So what he wants to know has been decided from the very beginning: "I want to know, how did the visitor from another world become the original?"

【….】

The golden squiggles of the desperate writer stopped abruptly.

After a while, the handwriting resurfaced: [...Do you want to know this? 】

"That's right." Xun Xi nodded.

【....it is good. 】

On the black book, this time, the desperate writer did not write a long paragraph of intense emotions as before, but only wrote a single word: [What you want, the ritual of becoming the original is in this notebook . As the original, I acknowledge your achievements. 】

【It is you who won. 】

If Xun Xi hadn't mentioned this, she would have thought that she didn't know, but when Xun Xi took the initiative to mention it, the desperate writers couldn't ignore it.

Follow the ancient covenant.

Humans who defeat the "primitive" will gain the power to challenge the primordial~www.novelbuddy.com~ For details, see the end of Chapter 344)

[Tell me now. 】

【how did you do it? 】

Xun Xi didn't mean to inspect the goods in advance. It is better to say that this kind of transaction with unequal strength is all about the attitude of the desperate writer. Xun Xi can see this clearly.

So he said simply: "Because of the body."

【What's the meaning. 】

"In your game just now, I left Insight in it. As a result, Insight replaced my body, and I only retained my consciousness as a human being."

【Yes. 】

[According to my plan, after your return, the consciousness from watching and knowing will recover, and the consciousnesses of the two of you will fight for the body. 】

[As a result, you will lose without a doubt. 】

"Yes."

Xun Xi nodded, and then changed the conversation: "But my current body... It has nothing to do with Guanzhi."

【....Eh? 】

"Have you forgotten?" Speaking of which, Xun Xi couldn't hide her smile: "The original ghost gate inn was a trap you set yourself. My original body was taken away from the ghost gate inn. Stay inside." (see the end of Chapter 259 for details)

In order to leave the Ghost Gate Inn.

He was forced to commit suicide in the coffin, and then let the departed Si Nian reshape his body to resurrect in the outside world. From then on, his body is no longer a contemplation.

But Si Nian created it with supernatural power.

In other words----

"Even if I don't do anything and don't see your third-level plan, you won't succeed. And the reason for the plan's failure is yourself."

"writer."

【........】

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