Lisa Yadomaru!
This was the name of the young Death God from before. However, this was the first time that the young Death God had met Luo Mo. She had even spoken to him from the beginning to the end. These two sentences had nothing to do with her name, but Luo Mo knew her name.
Who knew what would happen if the girl named Lisa Yadomaru knew about this?
"Is this the so-called fate?"
Luo Mo got up from the ground, a meaningful smile on his face. If he remembered correctly, this should be the first storyline character he had ever seen.
Although he hated that the entire world revolved around a few specific protagonists, since he had seen it, it could be considered fate.
He returned to his house according to the original route he remembered and lay on his bed again. Thinking about his experience at night, Luo Mo's thoughts were extremely complicated. His mind was in a mess, muddleheaded, and he didn't know what to think. Finally, he fell asleep in the chaos.
This sleep lasted for several hours. When Luo Mo woke up, it was already noon the next day. The sun was shining through the cracks of the broken house made of wooden boards and shone on Luo Mo's face. It was warm and itchy. Luo Mo was woken up by this strange feeling.
Luo Mo got up from the wooden bed and rubbed his eyes. Then his expression began to change again. No one knew what he was thinking. Anyway, his expression was sometimes conflicted and sometimes determined. It was very complicated.
In the end, after thinking for a long time, he finally made up his mind. He gritted his teeth and muttered,"F * ck, I can't become the Grim Reaper anyway. I'm destined to be a cameo. Since that's the case, I might as well give it a try. Just treat it as a little soy sauce!”
……
Luo Mo had drawn the lottery. This was probably the most talked about incident in the 45th district of Liuhun Street!
Yes, it was just a small matter, even if the young man named Luo Mo had caused a lot of trouble in the 45th district of Liuhun Street. However, he was not a famous person, and he was not a god of death or a noble. He was just an ordinary soul, so in the eyes of the other souls on the street, what he did was naturally insignificant.
Of course, this was only the thought of most souls who were content with a little wealth. For some hot-blooded and chuunibyou souls, Luo Mo was undoubtedly their guide on the road of life, leading them to fight for freedom.
"Although we are just ordinary Liuhun, although we are weak, we are equal in terms of life. Even if we don't have the power of Death or Void, since we exist, it is reasonable. Recently, I believe everyone has heard about what happened in the 45th district of Liuhun Street, and even the entire Liuhun Street!”
"This is not the first time something like this has happened, and I believe it will not be the last. This is our sorrow, the wail of our souls. I believe everyone knows the culprit behind all of this. That's right, it's a thing called nothingness, and we are just food in their mouths…"
"The strong prey on the weak, and only the fittest survive. This is the law of nature. Qiangu Heng is like this, and we are the weak meat in the mouths of those people. "I know that many of us have already accepted our fate and can only hope that we won't be eaten by Void. But…today, I want to tell everyone that it's futile to blindly run away. Only by facing it is reality. Void is very powerful, but we are not willing to be their food and only know how to wait for death to save us. We have better choices!”
On a simple high platform piled up with a few pieces of gravel, Luo Mo was facing the strong wind and giving a speech with a noble and fearless spirit.
Following Luo Mo's speech, a dozen young men below looked fanatical, as if Luo Mo had guided them to a new path. But it was also true that these souls came from the present world, and this world was obviously not the so-called modern society, which led to the old-fashioned thinking of these souls. In Luo Mo's words, his thoughts were at least hundreds of years ahead of these souls.
The difference of a few hundred years was not a small matter. At least a few hundred years ago, these souls didn't know about Confucianism or brainwashing. On the contrary, Luo Mo's words were obviously a lie, but they sounded philosophical to them.
As expected, when Luo Mo said that they had a better choice, the chuunibyou youths who were fooled by Luo Mo became even more fanatical. Some of them even asked,"What choice?"
After this person asked this question, Luo Mo could clearly feel many gazes falling on his face. Obviously, this was the answer that many people wanted to know. Feeling these gazes, Luo Mo couldn't help but laugh in his heart," I've finally taken the bait."
At the same time, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he slowly said,""We should resist…"
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