Traveling through time and space to achieve a well-off life with your family

"Have you heard? The city lord has someone he likes!"

The city of Qiming was very lively today. This liveliness was different from the hustle and bustle of the past. It was a commotion full of gossip. The news about the city lord and his sweetheart's night out last night spread like wildfire. The orcs whispered to each other, their faces filled with curiosity and excitement.

"I know, I know! I heard that the city lord and his sweetheart went out to play hand in hand last night and even forgot to lock the door!" another orc interrupted excitedly.

"Yes, yes! I heard that the city lord's sweetheart is a tall and handsome orc! Even more handsome than Hen Yi!" A female orc joined the discussion with great interest.

"Prettier than Hen Yi? Oh my god! The city lord deserves better! Our city lord is so good!" Another female orc showed a gratified smile and nodded repeatedly in agreement.

However, at this time, a discordant voice sounded: "You can't just look at the appearance, you have to look at the hunting ability and whether you can support a family. These are the criteria for judging whether you can form a partner with an orc!" The speaker was an orc.

"I heard that the city lord's sweetheart is an orc who delivers prey to him every day. Do you think he has the ability?" A female orc retorted unconvinced.

Everyone was talking about it and expressing their opinions. Some people were full of blessings for the city lord's love, thinking that they were a perfect match made in heaven; while others were reserved and valued actual ability more.

At this time, Cheng Mo was sitting in the office, looking at the piles of official business, feeling annoyed. He had no mood to deal with these things at all, because what happened yesterday made him upset.

Just yesterday, Banmu suddenly confessed to him very seriously. Cheng Mo responded without hesitation, but the problem is that, apart from other things, Banmu has lost his memory of the past, while Cheng Mo still remembers every bit of the past. Therefore, there are occasional deviations between the two of them when they get along.

For example, last night Cheng Mo subconsciously wanted to sleep with Ban Mu, but Ban Mu was so scared that he was like a vegetable all night long and dared not move! In the morning, Cheng Mo subconsciously wanted to give Ban Mu a good morning kiss, but Ban Mu was kissed so hard that he died. Although Cheng Mo loves Ban Mu, who is as young as a boy, deep in his heart he longs for a Ban Mu who can share his memories with him!

"So, when will Banmu remember all this?" Cheng Mo sighed worriedly.

However, at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in the room: "I'm sorry, given your current situation, he may never remember it."

"Who?!" Cheng Mo stood up vigilantly, and a familiar figure walked out from the corner - Xing Heng.

"What are you doing here?" Cheng Mo stared at Xing Heng vigilantly, his eyes full of caution.

Xing Heng replied unhappily: "The beast god of your world secretly came down to the mortal world because of love. Now there is no one defending the outer world. Tell me, why did I come here?"

Hearing this, Cheng Mo suddenly felt guilty, but then he changed his mind and stared at Xing Heng with his eyes wide open, saying angrily: "Are you here to take Ban Mu away?!"

Xing Heng spread his hands helplessly, sighed and said: "That's right, the Beast God is not in Tianwai Tian, ​​and there is no way to persuade him to go back. Even the World Will came to us to cry about this matter. I am also in a difficult situation."

As he spoke, he picked up the document on the table and flipped through it, praising casually: "But I have to admit that you have created this world quite well!"

When Cheng Mo heard this, his face remained as cold as ice, and he responded indifferently: "Isn't this the result you expected to see?"

Xing Heng put down the document in his hand without commenting, raised his head and looked directly into Cheng Mo's eyes, and asked thoughtfully: "Actually, the main reason I came here today is to understand what you think about death? Are you afraid of death?"

Cheng Mo looked at Xing Heng with doubt in his heart and asked, "Afraid? Aren't you afraid?"

Xing Heng nodded slightly, indicating his agreement: "I am afraid too, but as the Beast God, Banmu must stay in Tianwai Tian to perform his duties. However, I also understand your feelings, so there are only two options before you. First, you can continue to serve as the city lord, while Banmu returns to Tianwai Tian to continue to perform his duties as the Beast God; second, you dedicate your life to this world. Although your spirit will always accompany Banmu, he will not be able to detect your existence."

Cheng Mo stared at Xing Heng with cold eyes like an ice cone, and said sternly: "Isn't this a choice between separation in life and separation in death? No matter what, you want to sever the fate between me and Ban Mu, right?"

Xing Heng quickly shook his head and explained: "That's not the case! I'm not the kind of villain who wants to destroy other people's feelings. I just hope you can understand that if you are always in different identities and statuses, it will be difficult for you to stay together."

Hearing this, Cheng Mo rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "He is now forced to become a high and mighty god, and I am just an ordinary person. Do you still expect us to be treated equally? Either he gives up his position as a god and descends to become a mortal, or I go through untold hardships and ascend to the altar. But this world already has a beast god, so how can I become a god?"

"Do you know what it takes to become a god?" Xing Heng did not answer the question directly, but asked back.

"Strength? Opportunity? Faith?" Cheng Mo guessed uncertainly.

"Well...it's about the same." Xing Heng nodded in approval.

"So what do you mean? I have power and strength, but all I have is bad luck, and all I have left is faith and credit. So I have nothing. How can I become a god? It would be more reliable to let Banmu turn back into an ordinary person." Cheng Mo said helplessly.

"You can't say that." Xing Heng suddenly smiled, then stretched out his hand, pointed at the water cup on the table and said, "Although you don't have the strength now, don't forget that you are the chosen one! You have the chance to become a god!"

Cheng Mo looked at Xing Heng with some doubt and asked puzzledly: "Really? Then where is my chance?"

Xing Heng raised his hand and cast a barrier. He stared at Cheng Mo and said slowly, "Two years from now, this world will face a huge disaster. By then, two-thirds of the orcs will die. The source of this disaster is the flood. I can tell you this news in advance. It's up to you what to do."