[Wen Hao] I worked hard to restore the health of the protagonist group

[Hmm? No way? I haven't seen you for so long that you even forgot who you are? And now you're asking me? ]

The Grim Reaper incredibly turned around in the air, still maintaining the upside-down posture, with its slender and sharp fingers close to Jie Shuyi's eyes, as if to pierce them.

Even though Xie Shuyi couldn't see the face of the Grim Reaper clearly, he could still detect surprise in the other's tone.

There was no ridicule or sighing, it was genuine surprise.

Xie Shuyi could only squirm his body and nodded reluctantly.

"I want to know. Can you tell me?"

The Grim Reaper did not answer in a hurry. Jie Shuyi's strange behavior caught his attention, which made the Grim Reaper take a quick look at the other party's physical condition.

The Grim Reaper, who had just awakened, discovered that his trading partner Xie Shuyi was on the verge of death.

If he had not been forcibly awakened, the consciousness of this small world would have been afraid that the existence of the god of death would disrupt the world, so it passively weakened the world's flow rate by tens of millions of times.

Although Jie Shuyi is the only human who can continue to move, the slow passage of time also has an effect on him, extending Jie Shuyi's lifespan.

Otherwise, he would probably be dead by now.

[It really surprised God. I remember that you awakened the healing power after coming to this world. ]

Death tilted his head in confusion.

How could I mess up my body like this?

There was even a hint of disdain in his casual tone. Even if he encountered a critical situation, he could still summon himself and have God come to help him solve the problem. Isn't that good?

It's nothing more than a sacrifice of the soul. If you really die like this, who can the god of death go to for justice?

Thinking of the sweetness of the soul, he couldn't help licking the corners of his lips.

Although the Grim Reaper was dissatisfied with Jie Shuyi's behavior, he still raised his hand without getting angry.

As his black robe swept across Jie Shuyi's body, bursts of obscure black smoke rose from the young man's body.

Those traces were like maggots, constantly moving up and down Jie Shuyi's body. The scene was weird and terrifying, but the latter's physical condition was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It has been a long time since he last used his divine power. Seeing that the energy was still flowing smoothly, the God of Death was very satisfied with the current situation.

He took off the long black hat that was in the way. A few years had passed, and time had not left any traces on the man's face, except that this time the dark circles under his eyes were no longer visible.

After sleeping for so many years, I suddenly felt more energetic.

Sure enough, whether it is a human or a god, the feeling of absenteeism is great.

He floated towards the two people around him, his eyes swept over the scepter in Nicolai's hand, and then he held it in his own hand quite complacently.

[I cannot participate in the fate of anyone in this world, except you. ]

He leisurely waved the scepter in his hand, and his pale and tired face gradually regained vitality.

He stood there against the light. If you didn't look at his legs floating in the air, but only judged by his handsome face, you would think he was a modest gentleman.

【Your soul already belongs to me, so I can do whatever I want with you. 】

Xie Shuyi had realized that his health was improving at this moment. He supported himself with his arms and sat up. The Grim Reaper also appeared in front of him in an instant, with his face very close to Xie Shuyi.

[Your body is mine, you belong to me, I will not allow you to hurt my belongings like this again. ]

The expression of the Grim Reaper was very serious. When he saw that there was no answer from Jie Shuyi, his brows obviously furrowed even deeper.

[I risked being rejected by the small world to treat you. Human, you need to be grateful.]

Xie Shuyi had dealt with him when he was a child, and he really knew what kind of god the god of death was.

Hearing this, he immediately smiled appropriately, "Of course I have to thank you for your help. You helped me solve a big problem."

The frown on Death's face finally relaxed a little.

Xie Shuyi caught a glimpse of his little movement, knowing that he had appeased the God of Death. He stood up and took a step forward.

"Please, Lord Death, can you tell me what I have forgotten?"

The distance between the two people was originally very close, and the Grim Reaper deliberately wanted to create a sense of oppression for Jie Shuyi, but at this moment, Jie Shuyi took the initiative to move forward, causing their foreheads to almost touch each other.

In the eyes of others, all his actions were ambiguous and full of other meanings. Those inquiring and scrutinizing looks were more oppressive than death itself.

He awaited the answer from Death.

But the latter did not show any reaction.

The Grim Reaper blinked blankly, then took a step back and looked at Jie Shuyi in disbelief.

[Human. In my memory, you are not a good talker...]

His eyes were filled with mixed emotions.

[The consciousness of this small world is so terrifying that I almost don’t recognize you. ]

Xie Shuyi pulled the corners of his mouth and tried very hard to maintain a smile on his face.

He was the one who made me thank him. He was also the one who said that I had become strange.

If the strength difference wasn't there, he really wanted to slap the man in front of him away.

But he was helpless because, firstly, he couldn't beat him, and secondly, Jie Shuyi always felt that he had forgotten something.

Although it didn't feel like an important matter, Xie Shuyi still wanted to know.

When the Grim Reaper wanted to say something else, he suddenly turned his head and saw an endless ocean behind him.

Even when time stopped, the entire wave was silent, without even a sailing ship.

But just now he clearly sensed a sharp gaze watching him.

Such a warning is not something that humans can achieve.

The God of Death really didn't understand.

This is not just an ordinary small world.

Could it be that other colleagues have lost their notes as well?

Turning around and looking at the person in front of him, the Grim Reaper decided that it would be better to resolve the matter as soon as possible and fall into a deep sleep sooner.

[Have you really forgotten? ]

"Yeah." Xie Shuyi could clearly hear his own answer.

But he was also surprised that after he answered the question, his heartbeat began to accelerate and he felt inexplicably uneasy.

It was as if something that had been dormant for a long time was about to come out.

Those truths that he should never have been exposed to.

[You are not a native of this world, your soul comes from another small world. ]

Xie Shuyi's breathing suddenly stopped.

Eliminate all impossibilities, and the answer that remains, even if it is incredible, is the fact.

His heart was beating faster and faster. Jie Shuyi raised his hand and touched his chest. It seemed that the heart hidden in the skin under his palm would jump out in the next second.

He looked up at the god of death in front of him. It was such a mysterious answer, but from the moment Jie Shuyi heard it, he never doubted the truth of the matter.

Perhaps this is the reason why he and Sigma have a soul resonance.

They are all people who have been abandoned by this world.

Xie Shuyi lowered his head in a trance. He looked at his hands. Within his field of vision, he saw an intact body under the blood-stained clothes and two healthy and standing legs.

If he is from another world, then are superpowers still superpowers for him?

Or on some level.

He and Sigma are of the same kind.

For some reason, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of Xie Shuyi's mouth.

Not long ago he was doubting whether Sigma could be considered human, and now he was doubting the authenticity of his own species.

The development of events was out of his control, and he never thought that the truth of the matter would have such a strong impact on him.

The god of death noticed the fluctuation of his emotions, and floated beside Jie Shuyi, looking at the vast ocean with him, and then his suspended body sat down.

[Human, you don't need to think too much. The only possibility that you will forget is that the world consciousness forces you to forget. You passively traveled to this small world and continued your life. In a limited time, the world consciousness will use all means to kill you to ensure the integrity of the small world. ]

"So I wasn't killed...was it because I touched something?"

Death raised his chin.

[You have found a sense of identity. You are recognized by the protagonists in the world consciousness, and the consciousness of the small world automatically assumes that you have been domesticated, and naturally thinks that you are a member here, and changes you imperceptibly. But in order to avoid the collapse of the small world, your past memories will be erased. ]

It was rare for the God of Death to speak at such a long length, and as a human being, he was not qualified to know many of the inside stories, but he said what he wanted to say.

It is nothing more than a soul that will eventually be eaten by itself.

He prefers a soul that is happily liberated to one that greets death in bitterness.

Xie Shuyi is not a fool. Although he has forgotten a lot, he can still roughly guess when he was assimilated by this world through the few words of the god of death.

'The protagonists of the world consciousness.'

He rubbed his fingertips unconsciously, his index finger hooking the thumb nail with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to lift it off directly.

He is an intruder in this world.

A stranger who doesn't belong.

Maybe Xie Shuyi's existence is worse than Sigma's.

The latter are people born from the [Books] in this world.

And he was a thief who broke into other people's homes from beginning to end.

But he always thought he was a hero who saved everyone.

"So my survival is entirely dependent on the protagonists under the world consciousness?"

Maybe silent silence is the best answer.

Xie Shuyi really didn't know what expression to show at this moment.

If everyone in the detective agency is the protagonist of the script, then his so-called efforts and struggles are ridiculous.

He may have changed the original world line, but he couldn't save anyone.

Because they are the protagonists, no one needs to be saved by Jie Shuyi.

After realizing this, Xie Shuyi became completely speechless.

At this moment, he seemed to have lost the meaning of his existence.

The raised arm dropped.

The wounds that had been healed by the god of death began to hurt violently.

Jie Shuyi lowered his head in confusion.

The wetness on his cheeks did not bring him any reaction.

The emotions that are truly surging deep in my heart are counterattacking again and again.

The reason and psychology that were already on the brink of collapse seemed to collapse completely at this moment.

The outpouring of emotions made him cry uncontrollably, and snot and tears mixed together on his pale little face.

But he didn't even have the courage to raise his hand to wipe it.

Xie Shuyi was afraid of the unfamiliar face he would touch when he raised his hand.

The strange touch was like denying his strange life.

He did all this.

Seems to be just pleasing himself.

[Human. Are you sad? Is it because you forgot the past or lost yourself? ]

The God of Death could not understand Jie Shuyi's current emotions. He had clearly told him all the information, so why did the human still show such an expression?

Xie Shuyi took a long while to finally regain some of his rationality. He sat on the ground, leaning against the side of the god of death.

"If they are the protagonists, then I can't think of any reason to try so hard to save them."

The Grim Reaper seemed puzzled by the affirmation in Jie Shuyi's tone.

【Just the protagonist. Not all the protagonists in the offline world can survive after the ending. 】

Upon hearing this, Jie Shuyi turned around abruptly, his mouth wide open, as if he had just reacted.

He murmured in disbelief, "The protagonist will also die in the end?"

Death said expressionlessly.

[All humans will die, there's nothing new about this. 】

He spread his hands.

[Among the souls I harvested, there are even more protagonists favored by the world consciousness than ordinary passers-by. ]

Death paused for a moment and looked at Jie Shuyi.

[After waking up, I discovered that the world consciousness of this world seems to have been messed up. If you can't find the meaning of existence here...give me some time, I can bring you back to your original world, just consider it an extra benefit from me.]

"Need not."

Jie Shuyi was still weighing the pros and cons of the two options, but he didn't expect that his mouth was faster than his brain.

The subconscious words of rejection took him a while to react.

The Grim Reaper just nodded and didn't say much.

It doesn’t matter to him where Jie Shuyi stays, because all he wants is his soul.

Thinking of this, he sighed.

It’s really not easy to find a job in this world.

First the guy who was eating got lost, and then the food he had eaten was also gone.

After being absent from work for so many years, the bosses must be worried to death.

Xie Shuyi still maintained the same expression as before. After the god of death gave the answer that the protagonist would also die, his wildly beating heart suddenly calmed down.

Everything seems to be back to normal.

Xie Shuyi also wiped the tears from his face with his clothes.

The tears and snot were not much dried, but half of his cheek was covered with blood.

Smelling the faint smell of blood at the tip of his nose, there was no disgust on his face, but instead a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The meaning of life, the meaning of living...

He understood why he came to this small world.

He wants to protect everyone in the detective agency.

No matter they are passers-by or protagonists in the world consciousness.

What Xie Shuyi has to do is to protect them.

Even if this story comes to an end.

He was also looking forward to seeing those guys fighting with each other when they got old.

Even if he completely abandons his former self and forgets the past, since he is standing on this land, he will stay here from the moment he chooses to.

The clock of fate has already started turning.

He snatched the scepter from Death's hand and placed it in Nikolai's palm.

Then he returned to the position before time stopped, narrowed his eyes slightly, and closed his eyes happily.

He wants to finish this game.