Chapter 63: Those Who Lack Strength Rely on God

Honkai calendar year 4669, AD 1968, early summer.

Although the days are dull, they are worth cherishing. The time in the afternoon seems to be particularly long. However, for those who understand beauty and love to enjoy life, it seems to be very short.

Time is short because of its beauty. The more people want to keep time and be in it, the more devastated they will be when they lose it. In the end, all that is left is a beautiful but fleeting memory.

Not bad.

Everyone has his or her own way of living, there is no need to judge, just be content with each other.

On a sunny day, the warm wind makes the wheat smell, and the green shade and quiet grass are better than the flowers.

Taixu Mountain, in the small vegetable garden in the backyard of the Hua family.

Wutong lay on a deck chair, basking in the sun, and helped Hua, who was not at home, take care of the vegetable garden and clear weeds.

He didn't have the ability to use logic. The lazy Wutong felt that it was too tiring, but he also thought that he should be more diligent.

So Wutong used another ability called "Kiana" to trick his daughter into helping him pull weeds while he was lazy.

The shameless guy also felt at ease that he was working and not wasting his time. Not only that, he also urged his daughter to work and did not let Kiana grow "lazy". This was simply killing two birds with one stone.

However, Qiana was indeed Wutong's daughter, having inherited his "excellent" genes. Not even five minutes after entering the vegetable garden, Chongchong dusted himself off and got out.

"Dad, I'm tired and my waist is sore."

"You're so big, how do you have a waist?" Wutong said lazily.

"?"

Silly Chongchong scratched his head and pinched his waist with his white hands.

What is this part?

"Dad, do you think I've grown taller?" The white-haired dumpling, who was no taller than a bean seedling, stood on tiptoes and asked.

"It's getting higher, it's about 1.15 microns higher. Let's continue weeding."

Wutong didn't lie, but he might have been talking about the length of hair that grows in 5 minutes.

Kiana had no idea about the length unit of micron, but she was very happy when she heard that she had "grown taller".

"No, no, it'll be nice if I can grow taller. I'm going to play with Chaoyu's mother and Phoenix Bird!"

Kiana, who didn't like to work, was very satisfied, and she ran away without Wutong's permission.

In fact, Phoenix is ​​not willing to talk to Chongchong. If Chongchong doesn't change the name "Phoenix Bird", then Phoenix will never talk to her.

"..."

The helpless Wutong stretched and sat up from the recliner.

Sigh... My daughter is unreliable and she has to do it herself. After all, he is responsible for everything.

It’s time to take Kiana to Taixu Mountain a few more times in the future, and let Lin Chaoyu teach her more cultural knowledge. Don’t just grow your hair but don’t have much knowledge. 1 micron is enough. It’s nothing like her greedy Sakura. Mother……

"Your daughter is really cute."

Suddenly, a gentle and kind voice came from behind Wutong.

"Do you like it? I'll give it to you." Wutong said casually without looking back. He was controlling the grass in the vegetable garden to commit suicide.

"Thank you, I really want to accept it, but Kiana seems a little afraid of me... or... forget it."

"How did you get here?" Wutong constructed a chair and placed it next to him.

"Thanks."

Apponia, who was wearing a seemingly simple maid outfit, sat with her legs together next to Wutong, her hands on her knees, her waist straight, her sitting posture very upright, and she looked very... holy .

Holy maid, a little weird.

It seems that no matter what kind of Aponia people see, they cannot have the slightest evil thought.

But just this posture of hers has an inexplicable attraction to Wutong. Aponya seems to know Wutong's preferences very well.

"It's very convenient to get here through the portal."

"I mean, why did you leave home?"

"I want to be by your side, watching you."

It's easy for people to think too much about Aponya's words, but she really doesn't mean guarding or monitoring, just a very simple literal meaning.

She wanted to observe the sycamore tree, that was all.

"I don't seem to be familiar with you..." Wutong looked sideways, then raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong with your clothes?"

"Purchasing it from Paduo's store can slightly increase the probability of staying with you."

Aponya stared into Wutong's eyes, her eyes were still so dim: "This clothes seems to be 'stolen', and it is very suitable for me to wear."

"No, it doesn't suit you at all. I'd rather see you in a nun's outfit."

"But, if I remember correctly, you really like to see Eden wearing similar styles of clothes."

"You are not Eden." Wutong pondered for a moment and asked, "Is there something wrong with your ability?"

Aponya can see the so-called future, and Wutong really doesn't like to see her wearing this outfit. Logically speaking, if she wants to stay with Wutong, she can't appear in front of Wutong in a maid uniform.

For Aponya, there is no question of probability, only yes or no, will happen or will not happen...

Therefore, her behavior is somewhat abnormal and contradictory.

"No, it's you who has the problem." Aponya said softly, "I can't see your future anymore, Wutong."

"?"

"It's impossible..." Wutong murmured.

He touched his chin and quickly accepted Aponya's statement: "Is this why you want to observe me?"

"Yes."

"When can't you see it?"

"It should have been yesterday."

Yesterday, Aponia was still in another world.

"should?"

"Well, half a month ago, I saw the future [I can't see your future]." Aponya explained softly, "So, I came here, and the future has not changed."

Not being able to foresee Wutong's future does not mean that he will die. Otherwise, what Aponya should see is the "thread" of Wutong's death, rather than the "thread" of his body that will never be seen again.

"Before this, what did you see about me?" Wutong had already finished weeding the vegetable garden.

"I see you were finally forced."

"..."

Wutong was silent for a moment and asked: "Is it the compulsion that I understand?"

"Yes."

"time."

"..."

Aponya briefly recalled it, did the math, and said in an uncertain tone: "It should be... last night."

"?"

Wutong glanced at his own shadow. After all, he was still sleeping with no sign of waking up. His heart calmed down a little.

He didn't sleep last night and had a lot of fun with Sakura.

"There seems to be some problems with your ability to predict." Wutong seemed to have thought of something, and his mind was not on Aponya, and he said casually, "I thought your predictions were never wrong."

"I used to think so, but..." Aponya paused and said, "I discovered one thing in the pre-civilization period. You are special, more special than everyone else."

Aponya continued: "You don't have to praise me. I believe that you are the one who least believes in the future and destiny. Because, except just now, you have never asked me about anything about the future."

Wutong really didn't believe in fate, and he was never interested in this nagging woman.

Wutong believes that man can defeat heaven, and heaven can also defeat man. Whether destiny is destined, in the final analysis, depends on whose "fist" is bigger.

Of course, humans are weak, so some fates seem to be doomed.

"You mean, in the pre-civilization period, the future you had determined in your eyes has changed because of me?"

"Yes, not just once."

"Not just once?"

"Um."

Aponia nodded and said: "I have tried to change the future countless times and tried to save those mortal humans, but in the end they will still end up with a similar ending. At most, the place of death has changed slightly. , the time was slightly delayed.

“I was in despair until I saw you, and you made the ‘decided’ in my eyes become ‘uncertain’.

“This ‘uncertainty’ is hope.

“The future that I have tried my best to be unable to change will often change because of an unintentional move by you who was still pretending to be weak at the time, and you don’t know it yet.

"I used to think that it was your ability, that you, who is also a spiritually aware fusion warrior, interfered with my 'vision', and it will not change in the future.

"But later I discovered that I was wrong. It was not a disruption, but a real change in the future."

"But you never came to me." Wutong said calmly.

Wutong was doubtful of what Aponya had just said. This woman seemed to never lie, but who could say for sure. She seemed to have many "commandments" on her body, but she could also be completely "free."

"Because you don't like to have contact with me." Aponya explained, "Furthermore, I am afraid that after contact with you, you will also be bound by the 'future'. That is what I don't want to see. I am afraid, afraid of destroying it with my own hands." Lost 'hope'."

"Ha~ okay, I believe your words for the time being." Wutong said with a smile, "Then, can you give a few examples? I want to hear... um... 'confirmation' of these words of yours?"