I would rather betray the gods

8:30?

8:30!

Yuzu suddenly remembered that there was a meeting at the studio today. If he didn't attend... well, since his dad had donated a lot of money to the studio, no one would make things difficult for him, but it would be improper.

So he hurriedly dressed and washed up, and made himself a fried egg. The meeting was at 9 o'clock in a flash, and he was already too late for the 20-minute walk.

But he wasn't flustered at all, because that was in the past. Now, he only needed to gently open the window and transform into a ray of golden light, and he would be there in a second.

The place to settle down is the backyard of the studio.

The courtyard wasn't large, but the dusty pavilion was enough for him to land safely without being noticed.

He rushed to the conference room door, straightened his coat, and then solemnly pushed the door open.

The moment he opened the door, the artistic atmosphere inside instantly overwhelmed him.

Old Zhang, holding an erhu in one hand and sheet music in the other, was explaining his erhu playing experience to his colleague; Old Li had a full set of writing brushes and ink on his table, with two or three people gathered around watching him practice calligraphy; Old Han was reciting his newly composed poems, the content of which was full of references to ancient masters of poetry.

Someone who didn't know better might think this was a middle-aged and elderly performing arts troupe.

The few "normal" people of the same age sat in the last row, idly playing on their phones.

As Yuzu walked to the back row, she memorized everything around her.

This is not the kind of association he envisioned.

A team should be energetic and positive.

If we were to compare this place to a combat team, then this team desperately needs a victory to boost morale and inspire everyone!

So he secretly vowed to write a bestselling book that would change everyone's fighting spirit.

The meeting was even more unpleasant, as the chairman was reading from a prepared script.

To put it bluntly, this kind of meeting is not as good as a recitation class in elementary school. At least in a recitation class, everyone can read together and not get sleepy.

It would be better for everyone to make a copy of the document and take it home to read themselves.

So Yuzu was distracted the whole time.

Last night's dream left him unable to calm down.

Because he finally understood that the woman in his dream was his lover from a past life.

Does her recent frequent appearance mean that her reincarnation is about to appear?

But despite his best efforts, he found no sign that the person destined for him was about to appear.

"Hey, what's wrong? You look so anxious and uncertain."

A colleague quietly asked.

Yuzu didn't hide anything and told him everything about the woman in her dream and what she thought it meant.

My colleague laughed mockingly for a while, "Damn, everyone said you were a reincarnated monk, so you, a monk, also understand emotions and desires!"

"Don't be silly, if I could meet someone who would want to be all alone," Yuzu said unintentionally.

Seeing this, the colleague stopped teasing and offered his own opinion.

He felt that the recurring recurring dreams were a sign that fate had brought them together. Youzi shouldn't be confused by the dreams, but should follow the guidance of heaven and go out more. Perhaps the next street corner is where her heart will begin to beat faster.

These words were like a wake-up call. Yuzu regretted that she had just teleported over, and even thought that if she had driven over, she might have had a heart-fluttering encounter.

In the following days, a typical otaku would go for walks in the park, go shopping at the mall, and ride the pirate ship at the amusement park...

As the sun sets, its afterglow reflects on the lake, turning half of the park a vibrant red.

Yuzu sat on a bench by the lake, gazing at the ripples on the water. These past few days had brought her just as many hopes as disappointments, and her eyes were filled with despondency.

In the vast sea of ​​people, he only saw loving couples but couldn't find a trace of his own destiny.

"If I, Zifeiyu, have already lost my beloved, how can I be sure that I will meet my destined one in the next life?"

Besides, their past life's karma doesn't seem to have anything to do with me. Maybe my soulmate is already married in this life. I'm the one looking for my own destiny.

Thinking of all this, Yuzu couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh.

"Hey handsome, want a balloon?"

Just then, a sweet-looking girl came up to him and started selling the balloons she was holding.

What use is that to a single, grown man? Yuzu wanted to turn around and refuse.

But the girl was so beautiful that she evoked pity in people.

"Hmm... have one."

Yuzu hesitated for a moment, unable to refuse.

The girl was delighted. She smoothed her hair behind her ear and pulled a balloon from her other hand. "Five yuan. Perfect for my girlfriend."

"I only bought it because I knew you had a hard life; nobody would want it even if you threw it away."

As Yuzi spoke, she took out ten yuan from her pocket.

"Seriously? Someone this handsome doesn't have a girlfriend?"

The girl opened her purse with a slight look of surprise to give change. Although there were many five-yuan notes in the purse, she deliberately gave away a few coins, intentionally prolonging the time the two were face to face. Her behavior spoke volumes.

Yuzu, however, was like a router that had gone offline. She paid no attention to the other person's actions and did not respond to the question of not having a girlfriend. She just continued to stare at the lake.

When he received the change, he deliberately turned his palm upside down to take it from underneath, so that he wouldn't touch the girl's hand.

Yes, he has been a gentleman since he was a child and has great respect for women.

Even so, the girl couldn't help but glance back a few times as she turned around, seemingly expecting something but not expecting anything in return, and in the end, she could only leave silently.

Everything returned to normal, except that a balloon appeared in the shimmering reflection of the lake.

"You can blow away even the most precious opportunities that are practically handed to you. Your name would crack if it were engraved on the Stone of Three Lifetimes. After being reincarnated, you secretly became a monk for a lifetime before being reborn as a block of ice like you. Second Master, you're such a big idiot and a complete jerk!"

Far away in the Pisces Palace, Banlan witnessed everything and unleashed a torrent of curses at [Galaxy Eye].

At this moment, a newly appointed guard in the distance became unhappy. He picked up his spear and went to find the captain next to him, asking the captain what the punishment should be for insulting the God-King.

The captain had already turned his back to Banlan and said "I didn't hear," but then this clueless kid suddenly appeared.

The captain couldn't afford to lose face in front of his subordinates, but he also absolutely couldn't afford to offend Banlan, whose status was comparable to that of the Pisces Palace's head butler.

In a moment of desperation, he suddenly had a brilliant idea and asked the guard, "What is the [Galaxy Eye]?"

"Reporting to the General, it is an ancient artifact jointly controlled by the Twelve Divine Kings Palace."

The guard answered truthfully.

"That's right. We are currently guarding the [Galaxy Eye], so theoretically we are public servants now. Apart from guarding the [Galaxy Eye], we have no right to interfere in the internal affairs of the God King's Palace."

The captain was amazed by his own intelligence and looked quite pleased with himself.

"But when I took office the day before yesterday, you personally taught me that we are born as people of the Pisces Palace and die as souls of the Pisces Palace. Our mission is to swear to be loyal to the God-King Pisces and protect all his interests!"

The guards weren't buying it; they remembered the rules for joining the Pisces family.

The captain was both angry and helpless. He glanced at the [Galaxy Eye] and found that Banlan was glaring at him because of the whispers.

At that moment, he felt as if his soul was about to fly away.

He hurriedly turned around, straightening his hat which had almost fallen off, and kicked the guard aside, shouting, "How dare you abandon your post while on guard duty! Get back to your post now, or I'll give you a good beating!"

And so, the guard reluctantly returned to his post...

Achoo!

The weather's getting cooler, time to go home. Sigh, another uneventful day~

Yuzu rubbed her nose, grabbed the balloon, and got up to leave.

Just then, people who had finished dinner began to stroll in the park. He walked weakly against the flow of people, his back looking lonely.