Black Moonlight Crazy Criticism of the Vicious Female Supporting Awakens

Jiang Deng did have thoughts like "I wish the world would end soon" and "I don't care if there's a flood after I die", but they were just thoughts. Who would have thought that the end of the world would actually exist, and in the near future...

This is ridiculous.

Well... although she didn't love this world very much, she definitely didn't hate it either, so she would try to save it if she could.

Shocked by the successive messages, Jiang Deng had completely put aside her resentment. She uncontrollably ran through a list of instant gratification wishes in her mind while asking the Book of the World:

[Since the world's life span is related to the distribution of luck...is there any way to reduce the difference between the two extremes of luck? I can distribute the luck equally to other people! ]

Book of the World: [There is no way. I can only take back your luck one-to-one and transfer it to the next person. One-to-many equal distribution is impossible.]

If the life span of the world could be extended so easily, the Book of the World would have done so long ago.

The extreme difference in luck cannot be reversed at all. Randomness is the underlying rule of the world and no one can change it.

Jiang Deng was silent for a second, then asked unwillingly:

[Is one-to-many really impossible to achieve? 】

Since Zhou Wu was able to take away the luck from Wen Taotao, why couldn't she return it?

[What if my favorability towards other people also reaches 100%? What if I am willing to take the initiative to help others become better? Similar to transferring luck one-on-one in small amounts and multiple times... Is this not possible? ]

In fact, Jiang Deng has been doing this.

Since leaving the Jiang family and returning to ordinary life, she has met too many people at different economic levels and her ideas have changed a lot.

Jiang Deng has been doing charity work in the hope of helping more poor people at the bottom of society. At the same time, he strives to change the ecology of grassroots actors in the dance and entertainment industries within his ability...

Nowadays, due to the development of AI technology, the economy has re-entered a period of rapid growth, which is also an excellent opportunity for ordinary people to change their class.

[…This is difficult.]

The Book of the World paused for a long time, and the wordless pages suddenly turned rapidly. After stopping, the voice of the Book of the World became somewhat unreal. [Jiang Deng, your average favorability towards other people is now 65%.]

I actually passed.

Jiang Deng's resentful character was far beyond the expectations of the Book of the World.

[It’s difficult, but it can be done.] Jiang Deng quickly grasped the key.

【But this is almost impossible. 】

No one can have a 100% favorable impression of the world.

The Book of the World seemed shocked by her choice:

[Even if this premise is really met, Jiang Deng, are you really willing to give your luck to others? Do you know that this means a complete loss, and you will gradually lose all the external advantages you have now...]

As vested interests, how many people have been able to truly transcend from ancient times to the present?

[In other words, the inner self will not change?] Jiang Deng is not afraid of external losses.

【Yes. 】

[What about Zhou Wu? ] Jiang Deng paused and asked the question that concerned him the most.

[He has given you all his luck.] The Book of the World says, [Everything Zhou Wu has in this life is because of you, and will naturally disappear as your luck disappears.]

Jiang Deng closed his eyes and took a deep breath:

[No matter what, I will work towards this direction...]

Zhou Wu was willing to give all his luck to her because he believed that she could make any decision at her discretion.

He would understand her.

The world is good now. Although it is sometimes bad, there are also many delicious and fun things. There are people she loves, dances she loves, friends she can confide in, dogs and flowers to accompany her, and so many people like her and support her...

Jiang Deng didn't want all this to disappear.

[Since the world has entered the doomsday and is on the verge of collapse, then the underlying rules may not be impossible to exploit, right? Book of the World, the favorability does not have to be stuck at 100%, you should have room for manipulation, right?] Jiang Deng asked.

The Book of the World did not deny: […I tried my best.]

Then he confirmed with her as if he didn't believe it: [Have you really decided? ]

She was actually like this... Maybe it really had misjudged her.

【certainly. 】

Jiang Deng did not hesitate. She thought of the good old days and curled her lips. [But if I can really succeed, I still hope that I can retain some luck in the end. I just need to...]

Jiang Deng paused here and lowered his voice:

【Just a little more than the average person. 】

She is still a little bit selfish.

Book of the World: [……]

The wordless book in front of Jiang Deng suddenly burst into a strong and dazzling golden light. At the same time, a burning warmth surged into Jiang Deng's body and blended with her will. In the silent dark space, time seemed to have fallen silent.

It's like an invisible contract.

Jiang Deng's eyelids drooped, and he became drowsy. The last thing he knew was a sigh from the Book of the World:

【as you wish. 】

……

After waiting in line, Zhou Wu came back with matcha cake and rose tea, and found that A Yu had fallen asleep on the chair alone.

Such a short time...

Fortunately there was no accident.

Zhou Wu felt a little scared. He put down his handbag and sat down beside her quietly. He tilted his head to look at her, feeling her soft breathing, and couldn't help but curl his peach blossom eyes.

She still had the disguise on her face, which was painted darker than usual, and she also wore exaggerated black-framed glasses to cover up her beautiful almond-shaped eyes.

But in Zhou Wu's opinion——

Even cuter.

The emerald green branches of the willow trees above her head swayed gently in the breeze, cutting the afterglow of the setting sun onto her profile into tiny spots of light.

The time is quiet.

Zhou Wu gently stroked the long hair falling by her ears. He tried to hold back, but still couldn't resist the desire to hold her in his arms.

He carefully grasped her slender wrist and held her in his arms.

Jiang Deng didn't wake up, but just frowned and hummed slightly, then subconsciously found a more comfortable position on his chest.

The corners of Zhou Wu's lips curved even wider, and he soon took advantage of the situation and lowered his head to kiss her rosy and plump lips, swallowing her dissatisfied moan into his throat.

When Jiang Deng woke up, it was already completely dark.

The street lights along the sidewalk were lit in twos and threes, the sound of traffic and slightly noisy voices could be heard, and the night wind was a little chilly.

But she had put on Zhou Wu's black jacket without knowing when, and she didn't feel cold at all.

"Finally I woke up. I slept so soundly." Zhou Wu's magnetic voice came from above his head and vibrating chest with a smile:

"Ayu, the tea is already cold."

Jiang Deng felt like she had had a long dream. Although she had forgotten the specific content of the dream, she still felt tired and exhausted.

She raised her head, put her arms around the man's neck, and hugged him tighter, "Prodigal son, I seem to be dreaming."

"What dream?" Zhou Wu was sensitive to her uneasiness and gently stroked her back with his warm palm. "Was I in your dream?"

"I think so." Jiang Deng was not sure. "I forgot everything... What time is it now? Hurry up and take me home!" Jiang Deng urged him with a clear conscience.

Although she didn't know why, she was so tired that she didn't want to move at all.

"Seven thirty. Was it a nightmare?" Zhou Wu held her legs and picked her up, comforting her, "Ayu, nightmares are the opposite of what they used to be."

"Not really." Jiang Deng shook his head.

After being exhausted and tired, she felt more relaxed and determined, as if she had accomplished something great.

really weird.

"It's a dream full of hope and golden light!" Jiang Deng curled his eyes, fluttered twice in his arms and gestured with his hands:

"Maybe I saved the world in my dream! I am the world's hero! No, the world's heroine! Ah~ great, no need to say more!"

Jiang Deng finished speaking seriously, then couldn't help but burst out laughing, and turned back to look:

"Don't forget the cake and tea! Also, I'm having a big dinner tonight!"

"I know, I know." Zhou Wu replied.