A Genius and a God Fell In Love

After 2012, no one believes in the doomsday legend anymore.

But I didn’t want to. On a New Year’s Eve many years later, a comet suddenly came, a volcano erupted, and floods were raging...

This catastrophe did not give people the opportunity to resist, and quickly and cruelly took away all living beings.

When the sun rose, the azure planet was devastated and desolate.

The unwillingness, fear, and resentment left by all creatures persist for a long time.

Finally one day, a **** was born.

He is the resentment of mankind, the unwillingness of mankind, and the hope of mankind.

—Welcome to the game of gods.

There are three games of gods.

As long as all levels are cleared, the world can be restarted and everything will be reborn.

"So, the game of gods is actually a choice made by humans?"

Nangongnan said such a sentence after listening to the god's narration.

The **** touched the girl and said softly, "Yes, this is a life-and-death bet. If you lose the game, you will restart, and you won the rebirth of everything."

Nangongnan said to herself: "No wonder the **** game is saving people... So this is the truth of the **** game."

The **** said: "Although I say so, but the price is not small."

Nangongnan didn't speak, and the price was not small. Batches of human players kept entering the **** game.

Today, how many lives have stopped in the game.

Although the world has restarted now, the dead will not be resurrected. This is the price.

Nangongnan suddenly felt a little sad. After the dust settled, she was all relaxed, but she was completely empty. It felt like she couldn't tell.

The **** lowered his eyes, "Little girl, I'm sorry."

Nangongnan was taken aback and looked up at him, not understanding why the **** suddenly apologized to her.

The **** said: "Do you still have family members?"

Nangongnan understood it all at once. The **** knew everything. He was apologizing for the deaths of her brothers and sisters.

She said: "Yes, you are my family."

Death in the game of gods is inevitable. The gods are born from the unwilling emotions of human beings. The game of gods exists to save the world and restart the doomsday.

What reason does she have to blame the gods?

What's more, she was not the one who lost her family...

Moreover, in the end, he helped to open the last channel.

In the end, the Unstained Dust God was drawn into the mortal dust.

The **** did not speak, but hugged her tightly.

—

The doomsday comes in the new year and restarts in the new year.

The streets are bustling and bustling.

That doomsday game seemed to be just a dream, and everything that happened in the dream slowly disappeared from the memory after waking up.

Nangong Nanhe met Song Chaoqian in an office building where a mortal deity met.

The man was wearing a shirt and trousers, his cuffs were rolled on his forearms, and his neckline was casually opened. He frowned and strode into the building.

When he passed the door, he stopped, and his sight stopped on the handsome man and beautiful girl one meter away.

The girl is petite and cute. She and the man next to her are holding hands in an intimate manner. They are obviously a pair.

Song Chaoqian's gaze stayed on the girl, wondering in her heart, this girl was a bit familiar, did he meet him somewhere?

After thinking about it for a long time, Song Chaoqian shrugged and walked into the office building.

The **** said: "The memory of the survivors in the game will slowly fade like a dream. Even if they have an impression in retrospect, they will only think that it is just an illusory dream."

Nangong Nan tilted his head and said, "Dream has always been a very strange topic. Do you think there will be a dream that is a real experience."

The **** smiled and touched her soft cheek, "Isn't that the **** game?"

They met Qian Xia at the university on the north-south square. Qian Xia was still dressed coolly, wearing a white cap and wearing a sweater as if no one would enter.

There were a lot of people at the school gate, and the books Qian Xia was holding were hit on the ground.

When she squatted down, she saw the English book handed to her eyes.

Qian Xia raised her eyes, and Nangongnan smiled and handed her the book, "Take it away."

An inexplicable excitement surged in Qian Xia's heart, which was indescribable and inexplicable.

Nangongnan said: "Add a WeChat?"

Qian Xia should have made a confused and strange expression, but she naturally took out her mobile phone to scan the code.

After the two passed the verification of their friends, a doubt appeared on her cold face, "Are we playmates when we were young?"

Otherwise, how familiar and unfamiliar.

Nangongnan said: "Playmate in the dream."

At that moment, a vague and familiar picture appeared in Qian Xia's mind...

Slowly, her eyes got brighter and brighter.

"Are you Nangong?"

Nangongnan smiled, "Nangongnan."

"Then him?" Qian Xia looked at the god.

The **** said: "My name is Crane."

In the game of gods, the judge can be in the form of a human or a lark.

The gods are cranes.

—End of full text —

In the Mid-Autumn Festival, the ending is made up, everyone has been waiting for a long time, bow~

(This is probably the first novel in which the hero's name is not known until the end, laugh~)

The new book is Xianyan + Metaphysics + Vest. It is estimated that I will meet with you in a few days.

Hope you guys like the new book~ Meme~(◦˘З(◦'ںˉ◦)ƾ੭ੇ♡Happy holidays, see you in the next book~