: 069 have to give me a good job.

As a person who knows all the plots of the original, who viewed the past and future of the world from the perspective of God, and who knows everything well, as early as the last life, Fang has already liked these plot characters around him.

Because the party knows the nameless innocence and innocence.

Because, Fang Li knows the kindness and persistence of Sifangchuan calamus.

Because the party knows the belief and determination of oysters.

Because Fang Li knows the loyalty and dignity of Jiuzhi.

These things that are not directly visible in the original world are presented to all people in front of the screen, telling people how special these people are active in the fictional world.

All of these are deeply attracted to the party and attract people who are like-minded.

Therefore, Fang Li likes no name, likes Sifang Sichuan calamus, likes to eat oysters, and also likes Jiuzhi to live.

This is not a special feeling.

Just as a person who knows the original, no matter who it is, there will be people who like it, and people who hate it.

The same is true in Fangfang.

Although these people have some shortcomings that have been criticized by others, such as the namelessness of the namelessness, the weakness of Sifang Sichuan calamus, the clumsiness of oysters, and the loyalty of Jiuzhilai, this is another expression of love and hate.

At least, this is the case.

In a word, Fang Li has a good impression on the four people present.

Therefore, Fangli will choose to help them.

Repaying the human condition is only one of the factors, even an excuse.

Because I like it, I chose help.

The reason is actually that simple.

Perhaps this mentality is too much for a master messenger who works in the space of the Lord God.

However, Fang Li will not be ashamed of having such a mentality.

"My heart has long been missing a piece, so that it is a different kind, so I should not scratch my heart and make myself more abnormal."

Anyway, I have already died once, isn’t it?

Anyway, I am indifferent to "death", and the reason for fighting for survival is also somewhat weak, isn't it?

If this is the case, then is it not enough to use this cheap life to do what you like?

Of course, what the party likes to do is not to help others. He does not have such a great feeling.

What I want to do in the square is actually very simple.

For those who like it, just try your best to like it.

Like an unnamed person, like a calamus, like a oyster, like a beggar, these people who have helped themselves, do they have reason to sit back and ignore them?

No.

And for those who hate it, just try to hate it.

Like the Tianyu Meima, this person who can use other means to others, can also be unscrupulous to himself, is there any reason to bear with him?

No.

Then the conclusion is very clear.

"For those of you who don't hate me, I think you can live well."

"For what I hate, I will try to kill it."

"If you want a reason, this is my reason."

Fang Li opened his eyes and looked at the namelessness there, smiling.

"So, don't forget, your first life is for you, the second bird is for you, the second life is for me, even for me, you have to live well, do you know?"

"I..." The nameless mouth was slightly open, but I found myself unable to say a word.

However, at this moment, the nameless found that his heart, which had become a monster, was actually beating.

What emerged from there was an unprecedented heat flow.

That kind of heat flow seems familiar.

It seems that when my mother is still alive, I can often feel this heat flow.

The heat flow that can't be felt in the independent army of the bird and the big brother of the singer, and now, is flowing in the nameless body.

This makes the nameless want to cry.

It turned out to be the case.

Is this the feeling of being cared for and being loved?

Even if it became Kabaneri, it was no longer a human being. This feeling still remains in the depths of one's heart, and it has finally emerged again until today.

"Fangli..." Sifang Sichuan calamus, oysters and Jiuzhi Laiqi also looked at the square, and a thousand words seemed to be stuck in the heart, and even one sentence could not be said.

Under such circumstances, the only thing that can stay in the normal place is only in the square.

“I am just a passer-by in your life, but I don’t want to be a passer-by who is easily forgotten.”

Fang Li looked around at everyone, and smiled.

"So, in this last moment, let me play a little more handsome."

When the words fell, Fang Li picked up the knife of Jiuzhilai, turned around, and turned his back to someone at the place.

"What is the way people in the Iron City are going, I don't care."

"But you have to give me a good job."

"Million, don't die."

Leaving such a discourse, Fang Yi jumped and jumped off the speeding city.

"Fangli!"

"Mr. Fang Li!"

"You guy!"

Oysters, calamus and Jiuzhi came to the habitat almost subconsciously, seeing the stable figure falling on the railway.

The figure is not straight, but there is no retreat.

Huge monsters roar like a ghost, and the distance is gradually approaching the square.

The city of Juncheng, called the Iron City, is driving at a speed, and the distance is gradually far away from Fangli.

Looking at the road facing away from him, facing the huge monster figure, lying in the arms of the square of Sichuan, I can't help but push the Sifang Sichuan calamus and try to move forward.

Immediately, no name shouted out.

"I will definitely live well!"

"So, you must not die!"

The tender but loud voice clearly and clearly resounded throughout the sky, but quickly disappeared into the wind.

In this way, the Iron City carrying the hope gradually went away.

The sound of the whistle and the sound of the wheel can no longer be heard.

Until then, Fang Li looked up and looked ahead.

"—————————— ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah —— ”

The huge monsters are madly screaming, swaying the ground while rushing.

Looking at the monster that rushed at the speed of the monks, the party was like talking to himself, muttering.

"In this way, I have only one thing left to be done in this world."

That is to fulfill the original promise.