A Genius and a God Fell In Love

The middle-aged man said, "This is a clue, it should be a reminder to let us move forward."

The boy was overjoyed, "Then let's move forward quickly."

"Walk."

——

When ten minutes came, the gatekeeper disappeared.

Zhao Feiyuan was caught off guard and fell from above, almost hitting Nangongnan.

She exclaimed, "Nangong, why are you lying on the ground?"

Nangong Nan said weakly: "I was afraid that the guard beast would step on me, so I got under its stomach in a hurry."

Zhao Feiyuan smiled and sat down beside her, "I told you that you are very smart, see, there is always a way to protect yourself."

The little girl propped herself up on the floor and sat up, and said softly: "When I was a child, I was often pushed out and bullied because of my thin body. If I couldn't beat me, I could only hide. I got used to it after hiding a lot."

Zhao Feiyuan patted her on the shoulder, "It's all over, you are very strong now."

"That's because you are here, thank you."

The girl's watery eyes were like soaked gems, beautiful and weak.

Zhao Feiyuan said: "I didn't help you with anything, hey, what is this?"

She picked up a piece of paper from where Nangong Nan had just been lying down, "Right, what do you mean?"

She circled around with the note, her gaze fell to the right.

"Could it mean to go to the right?"

Nangong Nan coughed weakly and said, "It should be. Didn't the judge say that there will be clues to subdue the guardian beast? This should be the clue."

"That's right, then we'll go to the right."

Zhao Feiyuan is a straightforward and decisive girl, she got up immediately——

Suddenly she thought of Nangong Nan's body again, and turned her head, "Nangong, do you want to rest for a while?"

The dry mud had almost fallen off, almost exposing the girl's entire face.

Looking at it like this, his face was weaker and paler than before, and even his lips were white.

It seems that the next second will fall to the ground.

Zhao Feiyuan couldn't bear it, and said, "Let's rest for a while."

Nangong Nan struggled to get up: "No need, I, I can persevere."

He was out of breath in just a few words.

Zhao Feiyuan quickly supported her and said, "You'd better rest for a while, I'll go explore the way, who knows if the path indicated on the note is a way out or a trap."

Nangong Nan nodded: "Okay then, be careful, don't go too far, or you will get lost."

"Um."

She helped the girl sit down again, then walked to the right holding the note.

Nangong Nan turned his head and looked at the shattered black cloth.

The fixer didn't show up.

Haven't come over to do repairs elsewhere?

It seems that other players have also thought of a way to use the black cloth to control the guardian beast.

She propped herself up on the floor, walked to the broken black cloth, raised her hand—

A sudden gust of wind blew her face covered in black cloth.

Through the dilapidated hole, I saw the person with smiling eyes on the opposite side.

The restorer was still wearing a light-colored flowing robe, gold-rimmed glasses, and thin gold chain tassels hanging from the side of his face.

Seeing him, the majestic oppression of seeing the statues of gods and Buddhas came again.

It's just that the breath on his body is not pure, it seems to be a sense of chaos where multiple divinities are fused together.

At this time, a voice like the Sanskrit voice from the Nine Heavens sounded: "After the gatekeeper beast disappears, don't touch the broken cloth. Look."

His hands touched the tattered cloth.

With a light squeeze, a black thread fell from the place where the thread was drawn.

"This situation will also be judged by the judge as a damaged game item."

"..."

Nangong Nan raised his pale face with innocent eyes.

Softly said: "I suspect you are teasing me like a child."

"Even with human eyes, you don't look like an adult," he said.

"I'm eighteen."

"You're only eighteen, you really are a child."

"..."

The restorer raised his hand, circles of halos spread out, and the broken black cloth immediately returned to its original state.

He sighed, "I won't come next time, just break it, at most it's ugly, this time the players are too smart, it's too tiring to repair one by one."

Nangong Nan: "..."

Sure enough, this person owed him, he came and went without a trace, he repaired the black cloth with a lift of his palm, is this tired?

In the few seconds of sighing, he has repaired all the cloth.

It's Versailles.

Suddenly, Nangong Nan grasped a few words in his mind, lifted the black cloth and asked, "Can these cloths not be repaired?"

"Human children are really smart, and they are very good at focusing on key points."

Nangong Nandao: "You repaired them because they are uncoordinated and unsightly?"

The restorer raised his slender fingers and pushed the glasses.

All five of his fingers wore rings, and there seemed to be lines of different shades on the rings.

Just as Nangong Nan's attention was focused on the ring, the man sighed in distress.

"This is probably what you humans call obsessive-compulsive disorder."

Nangong Nan slipped and almost fell to the ground.

Yes, it really deserves a beating.

Nangong Nan was not sure whether he would appear again in the future, so he seized the opportunity to ask, "Can you see the whole process of our playing the game?"

The restorer said: "If you want to see it, you can see it, but there are too many people, you will be dazzled, and you will feel dizzy."

"So you don't watch?"

The restorer didn't answer, but stared at her with a meaningful expression.

Nangong Nan didn't dodge or dodge, and greeted his gaze openly.

However, being stared at by a person exuding chaotic divinity, the coercion coming from his head is really unbearable.

This feeling is very contradictory, there is warmth and compassion that shines with divine light, but also oppression and discomfort that is dirty and chaotic.

Suddenly, the girl turned sideways and coughed violently.

Coughing out of breath, tears came out.

The restorer's eyes were pitiful, and he said in that Sanskrit voice that is compassionate to all living beings: "It's so pitiful. Humans are indeed a very desperate race. I really admire it."

Nangong Nan managed to stop coughing, panting and said, "Since you feel that we are very hardworking and pitiful, then you might as well reduce the difficulty of the game."

The restorer shook his head, "The rules of the game were born together with the game, and no one can change it at will."

Nangong Nan's eyes moved slightly, that is to say: It cannot be changed at will, but it is not impossible to change it, right?

She pursed her lips and asked softly, "Who set up this game, why do you want us to play the game?"

The restorer looked at her with that meaningful look again, with a smile on his lips: "You are quite shrewd, and you are very good at seizing the opportunity to make clichés."

Nangong Nan was not guilty at all, and said: "This is a question that all players want to know, and no one wants to die here in a daze."

The restorer said: "This is already the third part of the game of gods. Among you, there is a master player who is both wise and brave. He broke through the first two games by himself."

Speaking of this, he looked at her with the tolerance and gentleness of the gods.

"You can pin your hopes on him. As long as he wins the third game, humans won't have to play the game anymore."

So who is the master player~~