"Senior sister, I obviously promised not to be angry, but you are lying, and I haven't finished speaking yet."

Facing the hat-wearing senior who jumped up and rained down tentacles in an attempt to say tens of thousands of words to Ora Ora, Dorothy felt helpless.

Her long hair that was originally shawl also started to move at this time. The hair, as smooth as the night sky, condensed into small fists and began to move back towards the rain of tentacles in the sky.

For a moment, the tentacles and the hair were dancing wildly. In just a short moment, the two sides collided with each other countless times. The strong wind generated by the collision of the tentacles and the hair was about to form a storm.

But at the center of the storm, Dorothy gradually became a little unable to withstand it.

Although her skills and perception can still keep up with Senior Fanny's increasingly faster tentacle speed, her physical fitness is no longer comparable. After all, hair is not as capable of overclocking as other body parts.

If she insists on overtaking, her hair will fall out, and the otaku witch doesn't want to become bald for this reason.

So, seeing that the Hair Fist was almost reaching its limit, Dorothy quickly began to explain.

"Calm down, senior sister. What I mean is fake death, the kind of suspended animation that is put to death and then reborn. Although fate is indeed unstoppable and cannot be violated, we can cheat."

"Fake death? Cheating?"

When Senior Sister Fanny heard this, she was stunned.

In fact, she didn't intend to be really cruel, but Cricket Qianbao dared to resist, so she slapped her on the head, which was a bit exciting.

But now that she was back to business, she calmed down a little bit, and the rapid rain of tentacles that had been invisible to the naked eye suddenly slowed down a lot.

The house witch breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that her hair was saved.

The witch's hair is very precious. Although she is not a witch in this Witch Night, her hair still needs to be taken good care of. After all, the struggle between mortals and their hairline cannot be tolerated in the slightest. (Woo woo.

Woo, my hair.)

"Well, it's really fake death. I've always wanted to test whether I can cheat fate. This time is a good opportunity. Anyway, senior sister, you can't come up with a better way, right? Why don't you listen to me?

Yes, we treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor, what if it works?"

She continued to persuade.

"just in case?"

Senior Hat's blood pressure almost went up. It's related to her mother's life. Okay, why don't you put this aside? Is the Mother of the World your guinea pig?

Fortunately, this time, Senior Sister Fanny suppressed her anger and did not relapse. After all, as Xibao said, there is really no better way now.

After all, it is impossible for her to really take action to overthrow the lair of the Kingdom of Glory.

Let’s not talk about whether she will be beaten by the God King teacher for deliberately destroying the festival. In fact, even if she does pass, she will not be able to beat her. After all, the final boss, the Lord of Glory, is sitting on the opposite side.

Facing that kind of old-fashioned King of Angels, Senior Sister Fanny is also helpless.

Damn it, when I become omnipotent in fifty years, I will remove all these things that hinder me.

"In human terms, what are you going to do?"

Because of her own powerlessness, Senior Hat had no choice but to bow her head to this abominable Xibao. She slowed down her strength again and asked.

Destiny is never something that can be played with at will. Even if they are as powerful as the Three Kings or the Lord of Glory, they dare not say that they can completely control their destiny. Before reaching omniscience and omnipotence, everyone can only use it to varying degrees.

It's just an eternal river of destiny.

The most they can do is to build a dam on the river of destiny, affecting its direction to a certain extent. As for truly controlling destiny, you have to become a river god, completely integrated with destiny, so that your will is destiny.

Degree.

But that is something that only the omniscient and omnipotent God can do.

Anyway, there are always people who claim to be smart and try to fool fate, but in the end, such people will also be bitten by fate.

Oh, wait, Xibao is a soul from another world and a saint of destiny. She is not very affected by our destiny. She can't bite her back even if she wants to.

Ah this

Senior Sister Fanny suddenly remembered this and was stunned for a moment, then her eyes lit up.

"This kind of fate ruling is often just a vague picture or concept. It is usually not too specific, so it gives us a certain amount of room for maneuver."

"Senior, think about it, for example, if you saw a prophecy scene where I was lying in a pool of blood and fell to the ground, and everyone around me was looking at me in grief, what did you think of?"

Dorothy asked back as the furious senior sister she saw relaxed her strength again.

"Of course you are dead."

Senior Sister Fanny said matter-of-factly.

Then she saw the otaku witch opposite suddenly took out a bucket of ketchup and sprinkled it around, and then she lay peacefully in the pool of bright red blood.

Hat senior: "."

She kind of understands what Xibao means, but is this okay with his meow? Isn't this a bit too childish.

"Xianbao, you can fool even this fool, okay?"

She complained like this.

But the otaku witch nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, it's not very good to fool ghosts, but I think there is still some hope in fooling fate."

Dorothy has actually been thinking about this idea for a long time. She had tried it when she was studying and testing her own inspiration divination.

For example, if she predicts that her wallet will be lost under a certain tree at an uncertain time in the future, then she simply directs and acts it herself, and immediately goes to that tree to imitate the scene she predicted before.

, to replicate the action of losing a wallet.

In this case, doesn’t the thing in her prophecy count as having come true?

Unfortunately, experiments like this all failed in the end.

At that time, she naturally felt that her inspirational divination was absolutely correct and could not be changed.

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Well, human cognition has limitations. People will only believe what they believe, because that kind of thinking has been formed. Even if Dorothy looks back, she will only be affected by her own past conclusions.

It's hard to find problems.

But this time, the Witch's Night will block the participants' magical knowledge, which gives the home witch a chance to re-examine herself, and she suddenly discovers a brand new possibility.

Is it possible that if you want to cheat fate, you must first cheat the judge himself?

Destiny determination requires an observer, and those determined convergence points are officially solidified because they are observed by the observer.

Just like Schrödinger's cat, if no observer observes the final result, it is unknown whether the cat is dead or alive.

Therefore, the existence of the convergence point actually depends on the will of the observer.

Dorothy's past experiments all failed because she was the observer and she could not deceive herself, let alone deceive fate.

So if someone really deceives the observer as well, does the experiment have the possibility of success?

The otaku witch told Senior Sister Fanny her guess, and then asked.

"Senior, what do you think of this?"

"I think you are mentally ill. How could you possibly do such a thing by lying to yourself?"

Senior Sister Fanny rolled her eyes at this and could only say that Xibao is truly worthy of you. You can always create such things that make people’s eyes dark.

"But senior sister, it's not me who decides the fate this time, but Sophilia. As long as we can deceive her, that's all."

The otaku witch smiled slightly at this.

However, she immediately thought of the scene she predicted when she and Sophia played guessing the color of underwear not long ago, and she suddenly frowned again.

"As for lying to yourself, in fact, as long as you are cruel enough, it may not be impossible. Don't mental patients live in their own world?"

"You also know that he is a mental patient, Xibao, I warn you not to play with your brain. The risk of attacking your own mental thinking is too high. Don't end up like me."

At this moment, Senior Sister Fanny remembered that the person who needed to be deceived to save the world was not Xibao, but the little angel opposite. She just breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if this plan was really working.

But when she turned around, she saw her Master looking a bit bewildered, and immediately warned him in a hurry, even the rain of tentacles on her hands became much more urgent.

She made up her mind, if Xibao didn't put away her bold idea, then even if she was beaten bald, she would really beat her awake.

After all, no one understands the world of mental patients better than her.

"Okay, okay, senior sister, please stop fighting. I'm not that stupid. It's just your own wrong thinking. I really don't have that kind of bold idea."

Seeing that the senior sister was really going to take action, Dorothy quickly raised her hands in surrender.

It's just that she does have a special idea in her heart.

Is it really impossible for people to deceive themselves?

It doesn't seem to be the case, after all, people will always believe what they want to believe.

To say something false is true is to deceive, but to say something false is true is correcting a mistake.

People reject the former and are happy with the latter, but in fact the essence of the two approaches seems to be the same, both are persuasion.

So

The witch's eyes lit up, and she felt like she had grasped the key point.

Then
To be continued...