The Deity is an Omega [Female A, Male O] (ChatGPT Translated)

Chapter 45.

Chapter 45

Choked and suffocated in the throat, lacking oxygen, vision became hazy and confused.

In the corner of her eye, she saw groups of silent warships standing on the horizon, like vultures symbolizing death.

Gu Ling couldn't say a word, and Xuan Yuan remained silent.

He just quietly held Tang Tang's hand and walked out of the gate, heading towards the waves and darkness intertwined with gray.

Broad shoulders, straight spine, narrow waistline, slender legs, black shoes with red soles, and long hair that grew longer and gradually reached his lower back with each step.

The howling cold wind made his long hair flutter like white flags in the darkness.

White flags usually symbolize surrender, failure, and weakness.

But Xuan Yuan's departing steps were so steady, just like when she secretly observed him every day with her spiritual body in the extreme abyss sea. He was arrogant, self-proclaimed, looking down on the world, never hesitating or being timid.

He had a consistent belief, the confidence to fulfill his mission, his own world and understanding, not influenced by anyone.

He didn't waste time exchanging pleasantries with those waiting for him. At the moment when he faced the camera and revealed his identity and feelings, the love game that had started from an unknown origin had completely failed.

He might have been curious about who had hired her, but in the end, he didn't ask anything.

There was no need.

In her final field of vision, Gu Ling saw Xuan Yuan board a warship. It was his only hesitation along the way, perhaps wanting to take a last look at the place where he had stayed for three months. But his face only turned back less than thirty degrees, and a sharp light flashed through his golden-rimmed glasses. He quickly raised his head again and stepped into the cabin.

Like a white feather melting in the damp and cold mist.

The spiritual thread held in her hand was severed by the cabin door. Gu Ling slowly fell from the sky, and the brooch made of three ginseng flowers on her chest fell to the side.

The warships took off, and the teleportation array halo and the fleet's plasma tail lights bloomed in the sky like clusters of fireworks, continuously rising and falling.

When Gu Ling snapped out of her daze and got up from the ground, the sky had cleared again. The beach outside the villa area was empty, the waves still rolled, and the seagulls cried, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream.

Dong! Something fell from the sky and rolled in front of Gu Ling's eyes - it was the ginseng that Xuan Yuan always carried with him and never forgot, now abandoned and lying on the ground.

The ginseng stood up straight, using its roots as long legs to crawl towards Gu Ling, reluctantly and unwillingly.

It tried to wrap its roots around the three red flowers on the ground, attempting to place them back on its head, but to no avail.

This scene was somewhat ridiculous and pitiful. Gu Ling's mouth twitched, and a hint of anger flashed in her eyes.

She forcefully opened her wristband. The remaining bit of electricity was only enough to turn it on once, but in those ten seconds, it was enough for her to see the countless zeros on the screen and the continuously increasing numbers, pulsating like a heartbeat.

"Everything is fake, only money is real. Gu Ling, haven't you understood this since you were young?"

"These numbers far exceed the initial commission you were hired for. Even if the universe is destroyed, what does it matter to you? After all, when Tang Tang grows up, you can live a carefree life for decades, keep countless young lovers, start your own projects, play the leading role, direct if you want, and no one will say no to you!"