Once upon a time, the gods... cast their hopes on the children. They put all their love and dreams on mortals, looking forward to what a beautiful future belongs to mortals.

Then, under such a dream and self-sacrifice, he turned his life into the final protection.

"It's really touching..."

"..."

Regarding the snake woman's words, Ira cast an inexplicable look at her, and he complained: "As a god who sacrificed himself, the sealed chaos... Is it really okay for you to say such a thing?"

Yes, Ira is at it again...

After solving the three disasters, Ira came to see her again... This is also a helpless thing, after all, in a sense, the snake woman in front of her has always been very diligent in front of a [golden woman] finger].

Really easy to use.

Recently, he came more and more frequently.

"Ah? What's wrong... Do you already know the coordinates of Dragon Realm?"

The snake woman said so, she thought for a while, and said: "By the way, if you don't know what to call me, you can call me [Snake Slough], don't keep calling me [Snake Woman] in your heart... Although I don't really care."

As far as Ira is concerned, he tentatively figured out the equation [I don’t really care = I care a little bit], while complaining that women are so troublesome, he nodded and changed his words: “I know, I know… um, 【Snake slough】?"

Snake slough is the name of a kind of traditional Chinese medicine. It roughly means... When the snake changes its skin, it sheds a layer of dry dead skin. What is the meaning of this name?

"Don't think so much...it doesn't make any sense anyway~"

Daughter of the Snake... Snake Slough brought up this topic again, and Ira had heard similar words the last time we met... Her tone seemed to indicate that the world was doomed.

"What exactly does that mean?"

Ira asked this, and he simply sat in this pure black space with Snake Slough... The purpose of his trip, apart from getting the coordinates from the [Dragon Branch] of the World Tree, the main purpose is to You have to ask the woman (Snake Slough) in front of you to get the truth.

Regarding Yila's question, Snake Slough sitting on the chair stretched her legs, her slender, pure white and flawless calves swayed casually, and said casually, "Don't care too much...don't care too much..."

Speaking words that were completely incomprehensible, Snake Slough showed a helpless smile, gently sat upright, then gently hugged Ira from behind, and said: "The world itself may not want to […] Saved]..."

Feeling the plumpness coming from behind, Ira, who had no charm in her heart, frowned, and complained: "Can't you make your words clearer? You mean...the world cannot escape destruction?"

"..."

"I guess..."

As Shexie said, she hugged Ira even tighter, and she said very simply: "Besides, we can't change it, after all, we can't stop the world itself... wanting to [save], and wanting to [save] Preventing him from committing suicide], these are two kinds of difficulty.”

Indeed, if the [world] is personified, one can come to the conclusion after a little thought—if the world itself does not want to be saved, then neither can other people.

"..."

"Then I'm still farming?! Didn't I develop in vain?"

Yila complained, but unexpectedly... He was not too depressed, but a kind of helplessness of "as expected", lingering in his heart, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

In this world, too many people seem to be looking for meaning... Maybe those who think outside the box are the truth of the world, or maybe everything has no meaning at all.

He obviously tried his best to make the world reproduce the greatness of the Federation, but in the end he failed to realize that the world and the world itself were different enough to make his efforts come to naught.

"Sigh... speechless, is there really no way to keep the world from being destroyed?"

Looking at Ira who was asking with a sigh, Snake Slough didn't say anything, but rested her chin lightly on Ira's head, dawdling for a while, and said, "Probably not, but... the time you spent Everything about you is your treasure."

"..."

"Don't feed me chicken soup..."

As Yila said, he drove the snake slough away from his body. Looking at the snake slough stretched back on the chair, he squinted his eyes and said, "To be honest, I think you are a little familiar."

The familiarity mentioned here by Yila naturally does not refer to the familiarity after traveling to this world... He always feels that the snake slough in front of him has some characteristics that make him feel more familiar.

The movement of the other party stretching...is too familiar.

"What? Did you recognize me?"

Shexie, who was asking this question, obviously saw this point, and she smiled and waited for Ira's answer...

"..."

However, Yila remained silent. He twitched the corners of his mouth, got up and walked out of the World Tree. His voice sounded a little tearless: "I can't accept it... I am a cat pie, not a snake pie!"

"..."

"Puff~"

The snake slough who was alone in the dark laughed out loud, realizing that the keen Yila had recognized her, and because of Yila's reaction, she smiled happily: "Hahahaha Ha ha……"

"Next time... Next time, Ira, you will definitely be able to do better! Next time, we will all have more experience, at least we will not choose such a world with little room for development~"

————The dividing line of the past———

"Sigh~ I spent too many points... This month may be relatively tight."

Ira, who took off her suit and hung it on a retro hanger beside her, sighed softly and said, picking up the puppet cat that had come over and stroking it.

"Meow~"

For such a meowing virtual cat, Yila smiled helplessly while throwing herself on the sofa... Most of her credit points were spent on the cat.

However, looking at the bowed and stretched Maomao... Ira didn't think it was a bad thing.

...

Even if the cat is just a virtual pet... In the federation where the retro trend is popular now, it is very simple for Yila to keep a natural pet, and the cost may be less.

But cyber pets are not meaningless... At least not as people who advocate natural pets say, dead is dead, and passing away is passing away.

Thinking so, Yila held Simba in the lion king's posture, stretched her hands under Maomao's armpit, picked up the puppet cat lying lazy beside her, and looked at each other.

"Meow?"

"..."

...

Memories themselves are beautiful treasures.

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