Chapter 1454: 36 Strategies of Counterattack
Since the collapse has been confirmed and the Mandate of Heaven has begun, most people in this world are excited about the arrival of a new era.
The girl is one of them.
What they felt first was not fear, but the possibility of escaping from the old life.
Many people have expectations and take it for granted that the new era has its place and can change the current terrible, boring, tedious and meaningless life.
Can……
The reality is just like the test report in the girl's hand, which clearly states "Low adaptability to Honkai energy". It is like an invisible slap in the face of more than 90% of people.
No matter how the times change, ordinary people who do nothing are ultimately just a piece of the puzzle that builds the world.
The dream is over...it's time to return to reality.
Return to this tedious and tiring life whose end can be seen at a glance.
But... I'm not willing to give in.
He opened his eyes and stared lifelessly at the faces of those girls who had the opportunity to become Valkyries due to their high adaptability to Honkai energy during the TV interview.
They were filled with smiles, expressing their feelings excitedly, and were full of fantasies about the future.
(Here is a reminder that, thanks to the Hunter God Armor and potions, humans with high Honkai adaptability can already avoid most of the damage from artificial stigmata, ensuring they can live for a long time.)
(The low ones are still the same, they will die if they deserve to die...)
She also wanted to embark on a new life like them.
But why, why not her...
Why can't she?
If I were one of them...
If I were the one in a million...
How nice.
"..."
"Heh... you're really deceiving yourself."
Someone on the Internet once advised that it was a war, not a game, and that having too high expectations and being rejected would only make you doubt your life.
But there are still many people who hold out for luck.
What if...what if that person is me?
What if I am one of those few?
Now...she believed it.
There aren't so many what-ifs.
There aren't that many protagonists.
We are all mortals, like a wisp of duckweed, being pushed forward in the torrent of the times.
Shaking her head helplessly, she turned on her phone.
This kind of news is all over my phone...
"Alas... If I am really the protagonist of this world, then even if I am eliminated, I can always go back."
I felt emotional in my heart, but I was also making fun of myself.
And there are too many people like her.
I fantasize that it is fate that is blind and that I am a one in a million genius, the destined protagonist!
After being knocked down, she rose up strongly and finally slapped the face of Destiny, forcing the Bishop of Destiny to bow his head and ask her to join them.
What a beautiful story, what a beautiful fantasy...
But... it's too unrealistic.
"Forget it... Just continue to be an ordinary person, there's nothing wrong with that."
Let go of the groundless fantasies in your heart, and like most people, it is only a matter of time to accept reality.
Accepting your own mediocrity is a good skill that most people in this world have, or will have sooner or later.
At least have a clear self-awareness.
But what she didn't know was that when she laughed at her own naive thoughts...
Behind him, a black stone slowly condensed and took shape...
……
The morning sun shines into the house, and a certain white ball...stays in bed.
"Uh-! Ah~!"
The girl's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she stretched lazily in the dazzling sunlight and sat up.
"Hmm~"
"Silly goose~?"
He rubbed his eyes, but received no response.
This made Baituanzi feel a little strange. Daimao was forced to get up and go to work. He curled up like a question mark and looked around the house in circles.
Finally, it locked onto the kitchen where a slight noise was coming from.
"Ok?"
I lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and walked lightly to the kitchen door, only to see the silly boy wearing an apron, busying himself in front of a spatula.
Wisps of smoke rose up, and the sizzling sound, which was obviously made by frying food, was unusually clear and audible in this bright morning.
"What is the silly goose doing?"
Out of some curiosity, Bai Mo moved forward and came behind Daitou'e. The aroma of food mixed with the faint fragrance of the girl's long hair entered his nostrils.
amount……
To be honest, it doesn't smell very good.
However, Bai Mo still closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then leaned forward, stretched out his hands, and hugged the big white goose's waist from behind.
He leaned his whole body against her.
"Eh?"
It was obvious that Youlandel's whole mind was on the food in front of her, and she didn't even notice Bai Mo approaching.
Looking back at this moment, he saw that Baituanzi was looking lazy, as if he was sleepwalking and had not yet woken up. His face was resting on his shoulder, looking cute as if he had fallen asleep again.
"How can that be?" She sounded helpless and doting. Her voice was soft. She was clearly asking a question, but her voice was so gentle as if she was afraid of waking up the girl who was pretending to sleep.
"Um……"
The big white dumpling shook his head and did not answer, but his face resting on her shoulder moved closer to her beautiful profile.
"Okay, stop making trouble. Go get up and change your pajamas first."
Maybe it's a habit. She's used to Bai Mo's childish side in front of her. Yulandel can't help but say something in her heart every time this happens.
"He was so reliable in front of Kiana and the others..."
"Wait a little longer, let me hold you for a while, just lean on the silly goose, it will be fine in a moment."
In response to Daitou's words, Tuanzi still shook his head.
"But……"
The latter tried to move his body, speaking with some embarrassment.
"It's hard for me to move like this."
"Hmm~?" Bai Mo opened his eyes, raised his face that was resting on the goose shoulders, and looked at her.
"You despise me~ You are impatient now..."
"You big pig's hoof, uh... you big goose hoof are very bad."
Of course, this is a joke.
Youlandel naturally understood that Bai Mo wanted to destroy the perfect breakfast she made so as to create an excuse for counterattack!
You see, Bai Mo has used all the strategies. In order to counterattack the evil big white goose and to see her blushing side, Bai also did his homework!
What is this? This is one of the Thirty-Six Stratagems - [Using Meals as Enticement].
What? Which Thirty-Six Stratagems are you asking about?
Ahem... Bai Mo found a book when he was cleaning the warehouse a few days ago:
—[Thirty-six Strategies of Counterattack for the Weak]—Written by Xiao Moumou.
But Bai Mo was very dissatisfied, she never admitted that she was the weak one!
But the problem is that she wants to watch...
But doesn’t watching it mean admitting that you are weak?
So... smart sister Bai found a red pen and crossed out the first two words.
Only the words [Thirty-Six Strategies for Counterattack] were left.
Huh~? Perfect solution.
I don’t accept disciples.
And this trick was what she learned from above.
But unfortunately...the book that Bai Mo secretly hid was seen by Dai E.
In less than two hours, she had memorized the Thirty-Six Stratagems by heart, so...
Someone might fail to turn things around and end up being bullied...
cough cough...
Faced with the unreasonable behavior of his girlfriend behind him (the harmless version), Yulandel tapped her head in annoyance.
Bai Mo would naturally not let go. Not only that, the arms around the big white goose's waist tightened a lot.
His eyes also turned to the breakfast in front of him.
"What do you want for breakfast this morning?"
"Here." Yulandel picked up the plate.
"Bread, milk, sausages, and if you don't like milk, there's coffee."
Finally, she picked up the frying pan.
"And fried eggs, they'll be ready soon."
"Ah~ But I want to eat tofu pudding." Bai Mo looked very disappointed and expressed his dissatisfaction.
But he was hit on the head by his own fool.
"You've been eating this for several days, it's time to change your taste."
"But……"
"Okay." Youlandel slapped away Bai Mo's hands that were hugging her.
"Go, wash up, and eat later."
Bai Mo was pushed out of the kitchen and urged to wash up. Of course, it was more likely that the fried egg was about to burn.
If the white dumpling continues to act naughty, this breakfast will be ruined.
