.If the prologue is not dead, it will be time travel

A certain year, month and day, a dead house played video games all night as usual, and then slept until noon the next day. After opening his eyes...

"Well, the strange ceiling." Deathy home said this in the tone of Xiaoshou in Eva.

Then he was punched hard. A loud resentment came from his ear: "What, how can you treat someone's face as the ceiling? It's so rude to humans." Such a voice.

So the boy fell asleep again. According to the convention, if he wanted him to wake up again, he would have to wait until the evening.

However, this adult didn't seem to be so patient: "I rude human! This big cat can only wake up within three seconds. Otherwise, it will kill you."

OK OK OK, speaking of this, due to professional reasons, the zodiac has a little ability to observe words and expressions. Listening to the girl's tone does not seem like a joke.

Then, get up, even if you were kidnapped, your hands and feet were not tied up. The other party was a very harmless girl. If you use your eloquence, you might be able to deceive you home.

However, after opening his eyes again, he found that things were not as simple as he imagined.

Although the front is occupied by this young man wearing a strange cat-eared hat, you also glanced at something from the corner of your eyes. Those towering crystal towers, huge statues of evil tastes, and facilities like a fantasy amusement park. Well, at least this is definitely not a small nest less than 30 square meters in a dead house. It is even more impossible to be the nest of some vicious kidnapper.

So the dead house quickly got up, cleaned up the dust that did not exist on his body, and then rubbed his eyes and yawned.

After sorting out my thoughts, I was worthy of being a bit of a certain point. The Dead Otaku immediately thought of that possibility: "So, can you answer a few questions from me?" The Dead Otaku asked.

The girl seemed very happy to be called a beauty. Of course, if you look at it according to normal values, you will definitely be very beautiful without mentioning the weird dress and the huge sickle in your hand. Unlike those women who are invaded by the world, they are extremely pure. Every move is as natural as it is. If you are not a dead house, you will probably be fascinated by her.

"Since you asked sincerely, I'll--" The girl seemed to have raised her tail, no, there was really a tail behind her.

"Very good," the dead house interrupted the girl without hesitation: "The first question is, what is this place."

The girl didn't seem to be angry because the dead-alive interrupted her. She just looked at him with a cute smile: "It's my playground."

The Dead House asked with a headache: "So, who are you?"

The girl cat laughed hahaha: "Are you asking me about the name of this big cat, common people? Then stand firm and don't be scared."

It's casual. Although you have no experience in this kind of thing, you will understand it if you often get into a certain point. The dead home shrugged and looked indifferent.

Of course, there was still a little excitement deep in my heart.

"This big cat is the most powerful and beautiful existence among the countless planes of the entire multiverse, Belica, the beautiful girl, the god of death."

oh.

God of death.

The dead house glanced at the sickle and thought to himself that it was right.

"In other words, am I dead?" asked the Death House.

"Yes, I'm dead." Bailika smiled very terrified.

Although I was mentally prepared, I felt a little uncomfortable after hearing the news of my death.

"So, why am I here?" Death House then asked the most critical question.

"Because I'm very bored." The beautiful girl Death replied.

"Oh?" The dead house mostly understood what she meant. Although it was not a bad thing to play with a similar girl. But...

"In general, after a person like me dies, wouldn't he travel through history or time and space, or travel through history and time and space at the same time. Then he will make a career?"

Hearing the dead house ask this, the girl laughed terrifiedly, her eyes as thin as a thread: "Let's not mention why you have such a strange heart. Let me ask, according to your world, your education is..."

"University." The dead house answered.

"What about majors? Is it science or liberal arts?"

"…Liberal Arts." The voice of the dead house shrank a little.

"It's okay, although you can't make a steam engine, you can't even have soap essence, salt, white sugar and glass." The girl laughed again: "But there is still a chance. What major did you choose in college? Finance, law, management, history, and literature are also fine. You can barely be a pseudo-poet."

The Dead House took a deep breath: "I'm very sorry, it's philosophy and logic."

"Waste." Belica gave a blank look and said mercilessly.

"I'm so sorry for being a waste." The dead house rolled his eyes.

At this time, Bellica's eyes rolled and she showed a treacherous smile: "Actually, if you really want to travel to other planes, there is no way."

"Oh?" The Death House was a little excited. At the same time, he questioned the motive of the Death God.

"Because I'm bored, I just think it's watching a movie." The god of death seemed very calm.

"But, is it really okay with my strength? I can't make steam engines, soap, salt, white sugar, glass, and there is no choice for history and literature in finance, law management, and it will take less than a week to die after going to another world." The dead house was a little worried.

"No problem, just start over, won't it be fine." Belica said: "From the baby, and you can make a little transformation, and you can have a high level. A good start is half the success, isn't it?"

"Start again? It sounds good. But what I care more about is the transformation." The Death House stroked his chin: "Does it mean to increase my attributes or become suitable for practicing magic? "

"No." Belica still smiled terribly: "Although talent is very important, it is not the most important."

"What is the most important thing?" asked the Death House.

"Ambition," Bailika replied, "In layman's terms, it is ambition. The big and big ambition that wants to possess everything, and then remove the moral emotions in you, you will become a perfect person."

It's really amazing to be transformed.

"Let's not mention morality or something (morality doesn't matter? Bastard?!), with such a big ambition, is it that I want me to conquer the world?" The dead house was a little panicked.

"Since you want to play, you have to play bigger. Isn't it fun to conquer the world? You won't let you know the perverted question of conquering the Star Sea Universe within a hundred years. Is it okay to be on Earth-like planets?" Belica patted the shoulder of the dead house and said with a hahaha.

"Wait, most of them do you think? That is to say, there are at least three planes?"

"It's very keen. It's worthy of being a graduate of logic." Belica nodded: "It would be a pity to only play such an interesting game once. Anyway, this big cat has time. What's the matter if you play it a few more times?"

Do you think of me as a toy? Thinking of this.

"That's right, it's a toy." Belica nodded as if she understood what he was thinking.

"That's a real honor." Deathyyao said insincerely.

"That's right, just fight for your life and let this big cat have fun for a while. Meow hahahahaha."

"It's easy." The dead house still seems indifferent.

"If you have been done such an excessive thing, don't you want to resist?" Belica tried to ask.

"It's useless to resist." said Death Otaku: "And it doesn't sound bad."

"That's it... Then, let's change you first."

"Wait! I'm not ready yet!"

"Don't worry, it won't hurt."

After Belica finished speaking, she swung the sickle in her hand without waiting for the Death House to react. She directly penetrated the Death House in her spirit body.

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"In this way, will the transformation be done?" The Death House tried to move his body. After that, he felt nothing was wrong. It seemed to have changed a little, but he couldn't tell what it was.

"Yes, how do you feel?" asked Belica.

"I don't know." The dead house answered honestly.

"It's okay, there will be a lot of time for you to experience in the future." Belica's unconscionable comfort. "Then, I'll send you to travel through time next." Belica raised her sickle again after saying that.

"Wait a minute!" the Dead House shouted loudly.

"What, it's useless to regret." Belica pouted, as if she was a little dissatisfied.

"I want to know whether I can retain my current memory after traveling through time, and where is the world I want to travel through time? What are the characteristics?"

"No," Bailika said with a smile: "You are a dead house, are you?"

"It's better to stay home, please don't add the word "dea" in front of it." The Death House argued.

"So, your memories will all disappear. Otherwise, if you know the plot is too beneficial to you, will others still be able to get along? But don't worry, when you conquer the world and return here, your memories will be restored. The skills you gained in that plane will be retained. You just need to start over after going to the next plane."

"But if I don't know how to participate in the plot?" asked the Death House.

"Don't worry, as long as you still want to conquer the world, you will definitely have your role."

"...Is it possible to think I am the devil?"

"Absolutely." The girl smiled. She waved the sickle in her hand and finally said to the Death House: "There is another thing to pay attention to."

"What's the matter? Can't you finish it at once?" The Death House was a little dissatisfied.

"Don't die. If you die in other planes, you will really die. This big cat will not save you again!"
Chapter completed!