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Chapter 542: Out of Control God (4k+)

"For example, if we were in this situation, could you follow Zuo Botao's example and give me all the clothes and food?"

"At that time, he drew his sword and cut his own throat, and buried his body there. The two of them fought against Jing Ke together and defeated him. This is called two ghosts fighting Jing Ke!"

What Liu Yonglu said in these two paragraphs today is not solid. He has to do three things at once.

He was reciting "On Friends", but one paragraph was not long enough, so he combined two paragraphs together. He first talked about good friends: "Birds fly high with phoenixes, and people are virtuous and have high moral character when they are with virtuous people."

At the end, another section was added about a bad friend who was slow in paying the bill, picking his teeth, going to the toilet, taking a shower and going out of a restaurant.

While Liu Yonglu was talking, his eyes could not be idle. He had to keep observing secretly. He was worried that the stranger on the island in the dreamland would suddenly attack him or the beautiful frog, which would not be good.

So Liu Yonglu kept holding the fan in one hand. Fortunately, this man was very honest from beginning to end. He found a stone, looked at Liu Yonglu, then at Meiwa, and tilted his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

He said it with his mouth and stared with his eyes, but that was not the end. Liu Yonglu still had to think about it in his mind.

How should I settle this matter with this guy after the Frog Ceremony? Should I fan him? No, this is my trump card. After using this one, I can only repeat the previous one. It is very dangerous to throw out the trump card so quickly.

Doesn't he want to chat? Then chat with him. When it comes to talking, Liu Yonglu is not afraid of anyone.

Moreover, after spending some time with him, Liu Yonglu felt that this man, regardless of good or evil, was at least a decent person in his actions and words! He kept his word and told him what he thought.

Liu Yonglu roughly categorized the divine-headed and toad-eyed creatures he met after traveling through time.

There are some who are so bad that they will kill you without hesitation, like the Emerald Dervish, Green Decay, and the Virgin Mary's preachers. These people are difficult to deal with, and after going around in circles, you still have to use your own hands to see who's the real deal.

There is another group of people who are good by nature, able to communicate and negotiate, such as Maoshen.

The last part is quite special. Although these people are cruel, they have principles, such as Toad and Ling'er...

If Ling'er knew about Liu Yonglu's idea, she would definitely kill him. She actually lumped herself together with the toad.

All in all, Liu Yonglu felt that the last category was still the ones that could be discussed and united with. Why not chat with this person for another five dollars later?
Just at this moment, the beautiful frog sent the blood-stained swaddling clothes back into the sea. This was the last step of the mass. After completing this, the beautiful frog called it a day and went back to kneel.

"Excellent, excellent! I never thought that you not only signed a contract with the god, but also became the god's preacher on earth."

When the show ended, the stranger stood up and applauded.

Preacher on earth? Liu Yonglu's legs cramped when he heard this title. Do you know how many gods I am the preacher on earth for? In the talent market of gods, I am very popular.

"Hey, what's the matter? I've got all the skills of a boy."

Liu Yonglu was very humble. He waved his hand and took out a cigarette box to offer a cigarette. After all, he had something to discuss with someone.

But when I opened the cigarette box, I found there was only one cigarette left.

"You smoke it."

Having already made the move, Liu Yonglu was too embarrassed to take it back, so he could only hand the last cigarette to the stranger.

"Forget it, just smoke it."

The stranger was also quite humble. In fact, he had no rigid demands for things like eating, drinking, sleeping, and smoking. After all, the person who gave birth to him didn't want him to have such needs.

Liu Yonglu did not refuse, nodded, lit the cigarette with a lighter and took a puff:
"Hey, after all that talk, it's nice to have a cigarette. Here you go, take it."

Liu Yonglu handed the cigarette to the stranger. The man stood opposite him and was stunned for two seconds, but finally took the cigarette, took a puff like Liu Yonglu did, and then returned it to him.

"Brother, since I don't want to go back and you don't want me to go back, then there's no point in us arguing. Let's just settle this privately!"

The two of them found a fallen huge tree to sit on. Although they were sitting on a piece of wood, the distance between them was quite far, about one or two meters, which made it convenient to pass cigarettes.

"Privately? What do you mean?"

The stranger asked after a long moment of contemplation.

"It's about reconciliation. You know what reconciliation is, right? Although there was a little friction between you and me just now, it was just a joke. I'm very humorous, so you have to forgive me for being young.

I will leave the dreamland later. You go your way and I go mine. We won't interfere with each other.

Do you think it's okay?

Liu Yonglu put forward his own plan in a friendly manner.

"No."

Unexpectedly, this person didn't give him any face. Although he refused verbally, he still had a smile on his face. Liu Yonglu was stunned when he heard his answer. He thought to himself, I should smoke the whole cigarette and not leave any for you, you bastard.

"I have to do something for you."

The stranger spoke again.

"Brother, do you have Gen Qiu in your mind?"

Liu Yonglu felt like he was chatting with a lunatic, and the stranger sitting opposite him also felt like he was chatting with a lunatic.

"I don't quite understand what you mean, but my conditions have been made very clear. If you agree, we can continue the conversation."

The stranger took the last puff of his cigarette and rolled the butt on the tree trunk next to his butt.

"I wanna go……"

Liu Yonglu made up his mind to say that he wanted to go to the secluded island, but stopped at the critical moment.

At present, Liu Yonglu still doesn't quite believe this lunatic. What if he is just like a donkey, lying to him that he can do things, but in fact he wants to expose his true intentions and then trip him up everywhere.

"I want to hear your explanation of that peaceful island city."

Liu Yonglu changed his words.

"Oh, by the way, I wanted to explain this to you just now, and I almost forgot, but this is not a request."

The stranger supported his hands behind his back and looked up at the blue sky:
"Where should I start, um..."

The stranger opened his mouth and finally decided to start from the beginning:
"Speaking of the Island of Tranquility, I have to start with me. I originally wanted to get along with you as an ordinary islander, but you saw what happened just now. It's time to take off my disguise and explain everything clearly."

Liu Yonglu touched his chin. He felt that the line sounded familiar. What the guy in front of him meant was "I won't pretend anymore. I'm going to reveal my cards."

"I am a god, but not an ordinary god. I was conceived by the sacrifices on Mu Continent a long, long time ago."

As if he had finally spoken his true feelings, the stranger let out a long breath.

Hearing him say this, Liu Yonglu quietly moved his butt further away. He had heard Farrell talk about this kind of thing in Kurt before, and he had also seen him in the ruins space of Mu Continent... Well, it should be said that he is the brother of the guy in front of him.

My god, my grandma, I didn’t know you are so important.

Liu Yonglu felt a little numb when he thought of the fusion of consciousness between Mu Continent and Prince Zahir.

The stranger sitting on a log seemed to be immersed in a nostalgic mood and did not notice Liu Yonglu's unusual movements. He continued:
“Those days are already very blurry in my mind, I’m not going to lie, it was all sporadic.

I only remember that the priests of Mu Continent used complicated mass rituals to collect fragments of consciousness of countless people, which contained profound knowledge of gods, human moral emotions, and messy fragments of memories.

Anyway, it is all these fragments that have made me who I am today.

Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to say that the purpose for which I was created is also rooted deep in my soul, and I cannot go against that will." "So your will is... to serve the islanders?"

Liu Yonglu tilted his head and asked.

"That's about right. You can understand it this way. We should meet the various needs of everyone so that the people of Mu Continent can spend all their energy on more noble causes."

The origin of gods cannot be changed, even if they are man-made gods.

The stranger blinked at Liu Yonglu. From the few words he had just spoken, he had already made several guesses about Liu Yonglu's identity.

When I mentioned Mu Continent, Dou.Nivar didn't interrupt me, as if he knew about it already.

Liu Yonglu had not yet realized that he had actually been exposed.

"Later, the high-ranking priests of Mu Continent, who gave birth to me, seemed to have disagreements among themselves.

I am not the first child in the temple, there was another before me."

Liu Yonglu nodded and thought to himself, I just met your elder brother a few weeks ago.

“One night, several priests suddenly entered the temple, and they came at the wrong time, which was against the rules.

But I could only stand quietly in the temple and watch them. They suddenly started the final mass ceremony to wake us up.

I have been preparing for this day for a long time, but I didn’t expect it to come so soon.”

When talking about this past, a hint of sadness appeared on the stranger's face. Liu Yonglu really didn't feel that the person sitting next to him was a god.

He is like a living person, but he has the power of a god.

"The first child was placed in the center of the ritual circle, and the priests chanted spells.

At first I didn’t feel anything wrong, I was even... a little nervous and excited because it was my turn soon.

But gradually, I found that the spell was not quite the same as I expected.

As I said earlier, I am the collective consciousness of countless residents of Mu Continent, so I also know the process and principles of my birth.

That day, I was in the temple and heard with my own ears that the priests changed the spells."

"What has it changed to?"

It’s no wonder that the story told by the stranger was quite exciting, and there was a twist at the end. Liu Yonglu couldn’t wait to ask more.

"The last child only obeyed the orders of those priests. The original intention of Mu Continent was betrayed."

The stranger said slowly.

……

On the Hidden Island, in the circular meeting hall.

A new circular platform was built in the center of the meeting hall. Inside the platform were magnificent furniture, and on the table were fine wine and various foods. There were even four or five bathtubs filled with hot water placed in the middle of the furniture.

But now these luxurious enjoyments have become a mess, with food residues scattered everywhere and the furniture also covered with smelly dirt.

A dozen elite guards surrounded the platform. They faced the platform with their backs to the venue. They didn't seem to be guarding against others rushing onto the platform, but rather seemed worried that the people on the platform would run out of the meeting room.

On the high platform, several strange people wearing thirty-six-sided polygons on their heads were enjoying themselves.

It is not quite accurate to say that they were enjoying themselves, because in the eyes of other people in the meeting hall, the ancestors had already gone crazy, and their behavior at this time was not like that of humans, but more like that of wild beasts.

Eating while defecating, snoring while bathing, all kinds of crazy behaviors made the consuls and judges present frown frequently.

"Perseus, are we just going to wait here?"

Andreas' voice echoed in the conference hall. For several days, everyone was crowded in the circular conference hall and watched a few lunatics messing around!

“Do you have a better suggestion? Can you make this decision?

Should we keep the Saint's Sect? Or should we keep the Wisdom God Sect? Or should we just keep them all or drive them all out?"

There are only four possible ways to solve the problem, but the island's governors and judges have been arguing for several days and have not made up their minds.

A big part of the reason is the variable of ancestors!
Although these priests cannot communicate and seem crazy to normal people, each of them possesses powerful strength.

This was proven a few days ago when a few people were able to separate the fight between the Holy Maiden Sect and the Church of Wisdom.

What did the ancestors mean? Perseus had to take this into account.

"Perseus is right. Foreign intruders are a problem, and the consciousness that is predicted to make a comeback is another problem.

If we come into conflict with our ancestors again at this time, the situation may get out of control."

Christos said solemnly.

Everyone present nodded slightly when they heard the old man's words. The old man's words hit the nail on the head.

If the ancestors stand on your side, it is possible to resolve the problem no matter whether it is an external intruder or a consciousness. But if even the ancestors stand on the opposite side, it will be a disaster.

"I understand this principle without you having to explain it, but the problem now is how to make these lunatics speak human language!

We just wait now? Stop what we are doing and wait together?

The mission of calculating the names of the gods was left aside? If the Saints or the Wisdom Cult hadn't joined, I can tell you that there would be another restart.

What should we do if the natural disaster breaks through the influence of the space rain and enters the Hidden Island?
Are you waiting to die like the ordinary people on other continents under the restart of the gods?"

Andreas was furious. He pointed at the lunatics on the platform and shouted hysterically.

These words seemed to touch the fragile hearts of those present. Even Christos lowered his head. He could not give Andreas a satisfactory answer.

The Hidden Island has been peaceful for too long. There are no external enemies, no pressure on livelihood, and everyone is accustomed to living an orderly life.

“Hehehe… Hehehe…”

On the high platform, the masked ancestors let out strange, sneering laughs as if they understood Andreas’ words.

"Guards, maids, check them one by one again."

Perseus sighed and could only direct the men to continue with their routine.

The reason why Perseus built a high platform in the circular conference hall and placed the ancestors here was that he hoped to receive some information, some omens that the ancestors had left unintentionally.

The maids pushed the door open from outside the meeting room. The temple was previously cleaned and maintained by the maids. The maids were most experienced in dealing with the dirt left by the ancestors and could distinguish which ones were useful information and which ones were filth that was accidentally smeared on.

The consuls and praetors began to quarrel and debate in groups of three or five.

"Lord Perseus, I, I seem to have found something useful."

At the door of the meeting room, Perseus was basking in the sun alone with his hands behind his back. Calliope walked up to him and said.

(End of this chapter)