When 'God' Decides To Start Over

Chapter 1105 419: Life (Grand Finale) (Part 3)

"The spiritual sense damage is quite severe, affecting various aspects. My memory and control will increasingly deteriorate," Li Xiu said casually, but Ximen Guan frowned.

"Can you still activate the Demon Armor?" Ximen Guan asked.

"Regular Demon Armor is still fine, but I'm afraid something like Hua Mei's Demon Armor won't work," Li Xiu said indifferently. "I won't need it anymore anyway. Hua Mei's Demon Armor remnants are in the room; you can take them back. They might still be of some use."

"Come back with me. I'm currently researching this spiritual aspect, there's definitely a way," Ximen Guan replied.

Li Xiu shook his head. "Actually, those things really don't matter to me. Whether I recover or not doesn't matter. Right now, I just want to wait here for my sister. If she comes back someday, I hope she can find me right away."

"Understood. My research will continue, and when it can help you, you'll have to come back with me," Ximen Guan insisted.

"Okay." Li Xiu nodded with a smile.

"Also, Li Qingyi and Li Ming'Er both actually wanted to come, but they don't know how to face you," Ximen Guan mentioned thoughtfully.

"I know. I made it difficult for them," Li Xiu sighed softly.

"You already gave Li Boyang a chance, but he brought it upon himself…" Ximen Guan said somewhat angrily, "He brought it on himself and still left trouble behind. It's a pity for those two girls; they're such good kids."

"Although Li Boyang didn't say it, I know he actually had a chance to kill me and take the gold coin, using this world's energy to forge the cosmic coin. But because of Qingyi and Ming'Er, he didn't take that path," Li Xiu explained.

"Forget it, these matters are unclear. It's your own business to resolve. I just want to say that Li Boyang wasn't killed by your own hand, so there's no need to let this matter get in your way. No more useless talk, I'm leaving," Ximen Guan said as he prepared to leave.

"Old Guan," Li Xiu called softly.

Ximen Guan stopped but didn't turn around, impatiently asking, "What is it? You don't show any respect for your elders."

"Keep an eye on Qingyi and Ming'Er for me," Li Xiu said.

"How annoying, handle your own affairs without troubling others." Ximen Guan left without looking back.

"Eighth Uncle, don't stay out there blowing in the wind," Li Xiu said quietly.

Eighth Uncle smiled as he pushed open the door and walked into the courtyard, "Fourth Brother, don't call me that. It sounds distant. Just call me Old Five."

Li Xiu smiled, "You came at just the right time. I was thinking about asking you to read a character."

Eighth Uncle placed a cup of tea next to Li Xiu, smiling warmly, "You write, I'll read."

Li Xiu reached out to dip his finger in tea and wrote the character 'Spirit' on the table.

Eighth Uncle saw that although Li Xiu's character 'Spirit' had a lot of charm, the strokes were obviously somewhat unsteady, indicating Li Xiu's situation was not promising.

"Fourth Brother, who do you want to know about?" Eighth Uncle inquired.

"I want to predict someone's fortune," Li Xiu replied.

Eighth Uncle examined the character on the table and suddenly spoke after a long pause, "Fourth Brother, I understand who you want to ask about, but I can't read this character."

"Then forget it," Li Xiu nodded.

Eighth Uncle wanted to say something, opened his mouth, but in the end said nothing, prepared to bid farewell. After a few steps, he turned back, sat next to Li Xiu again, and said with a mournful face, "I'll indulge myself for once; I must read this character."

With that, Eighth Uncle also dabbed a bit of tea and wrote on the table while speaking, "There is fire under the mountain…"

He barely started, the character 'Mountain' had barely begun, and tears of blood appeared at the corner of his eye.

Eighth Uncle didn't stop, gritted his teeth, and continued writing.

One hand pressed down on Eighth Uncle's hand, Li Xiu smiled, "No need to read, just leave me with some hope."

Eighth Uncle shook his head with a bitter smile, wiped away the blood tear from the corner of his eye, stood up, and said, "Fortunate people have their own fate, don't worry too much."

"Of course," Li Xiu smiled happily.

Time is like memories; when you look back, youth has already become a beautiful memory, only to be remembered in a cup.

The Battle of Time has passed seven or eight years ago, human society has long returned to normal. With Space City and White Night City leading the Magic Armor Masters, and Changsheng Heaven leading the Trial Takers, each occupies half the world. More and more outstanding Trial Takers and Magic Armor Masters are emerging, as the tides of history rise and fall, the name of God seems to have become a memory fixed in history.

A group of teenagers are playing football on the roadside court. They're not just playing; it's also a trial project in many trial grounds. Nowadays, many teenagers choose some sports to learn and prepare for future trial ground trials.

"Can I join for one game?" A teenager accidentally got injured, leaving a gap on the field. A young man sitting on a bench watching the game spoke up.

The teenagers had already noticed the young man, not because he was particularly conspicuous, but because beside him stood a woman with a scar on her face, looking fierce.

"Do you know how to play football?" The captain of the injured teenager's team asked Li Xiu.

"I played before, but haven't in many years, not very good at it," Li Xiu replied.

"Okay, you can replace Zhao He," the captain said.