Witch, Fireball and Steam Evil God

Chapter 244 Error Code
Winter sticks to his belief - refuse food of unknown origin.

It turned out that Lin Dong was a top student. After half a night of study, she served Ethan a whole table of delicious food. This was also the first time that Ethan tasted his girlfriend's cooking.

However, he felt that if one were to be picky, the food on this table also fell into the category of unknown origin.

There were no pots and pans, or even any ingredients here. Winter relied on meditation to come up with such a large table of dishes. She claimed that these were the result of careful selection and that they were all delicacies that had left her with deep memories.

Although Winter has never been involved in household culinary arts, she is a real gourmet. When she was in the Council of Seven, she was a frequent guest at royal dinners. Later, she traveled to so many places and also dabbled in the cuisine from all over the world.

Lindong lit a candle, put his hands behind his back, a blush appeared on his fair cheeks, and his eyes were full of anticipation.

Ethan always felt that Winter had an inexplicable eldest lady temperament. Even if she turned into a cat, she was still the kind of aristocratic cat who looked elegant and well-mannered. This was more like an innate temperament that transcended her growing environment and childhood experiences. Even as a "psychologist", he could not explain this phenomenon.

"Try this. It's a small animal called bullfrog. When Rowena and I passed through a small mountain village, the villagers treated us to this dish."

Lin Dong sat opposite Ethan and introduced the origins of every dish on the table. "Do you know? In fact, there are many places in this world that are different from the Empire. They are isolated from the world, without power struggles, and people live a peaceful life. Well, it feels a bit like the paradise you mentioned before."

She heard the story of Peach Blossom Spring from Ethan. She liked the scene Ethan described very much and secretly longed to go to such a place and spend the rest of her life with Ethan.

The only thing that made her dissatisfied was the ending of the story of Peach Blossom Spring. The seekers never found its location. If explained from the perspective of magic and mysticism, Lin Dong believed that the entrance to Peach Blossom Spring was set up with some kind of ritual to hide its existence.

Ethan tasted the dishes carefully prepared by Lindong, and his mood calmed down for the first time in a long time.

Although there were less than three days left until the end of the trial, he was not nervous at all. In a sense, Behemoth was right and was worthy of being called the Intelligence Demon.

Ethan suddenly thought of his previous apartment. Although it was not luxurious, it was small but had everything he needed. After a busy day at get off work, he could see Winter when he got home. There were many things he could do after dinner, such as watching TV series together, watching videos together, or playing some relaxing and casual cooperative games.

This is his imagination of a perfect life.

Of course, if he were to discuss this idea with his friends, he would definitely get the response of "You're dreaming".

Wake up!

There is no such thing as a girl with white hair, red eyes, a gentle personality, and who is willing to be your wife in this world!

Ethan couldn't remember how many times he had heard similar advice.

And now, he wants to show who is the one who truly holds the truth?
Winter's learning ability was amazing, so much so that Ethan couldn't help but wonder if she had already mastered the power of "creation". This experience only awakened part of her memory - she set up a vacant area in the southwest corner of the library, and then, like a player who was proficient in the construction mode, she filled this vacant area with furniture.

Soon, a cozy bedroom was formed here.

The orange light illuminated the bedroom. Everything here was to Ethan's liking. He believed that when they had their own house in the future, Lin Dong would be able to decorate it beautifully.

only……

When he looked at the house carefully, he had a strange feeling.

The decoration style of the bedroom is full of "modern" elements. He can even easily imagine the empty table as a computer desk. Of course, there must be a wall-mounted LCD TV facing the big bed. On the left side of the bed is a pull-out wardrobe where clothes and bedding are stored.

This is very different from the decoration style of the Imperial Capital Mansion, but logically speaking, Lindong should know nothing about computers and televisions, which belong to another world, and the style of the pull-out wardrobe does not conform to the current design thinking.

"what happened?"

Feeling the warmth on his cheek, Ethan stopped thinking about it.

Winter held his cheeks with both hands, and they were so close that their noses were almost touching, "Is this place not to your liking?"

"It should be said that it is too consistent."

Winter suddenly smiled.

However, Ethan kept the second half of the sentence in his heart. It was precisely because it was too consistent that he felt it was a bit weird - as a person of this era, Winter actually designed a bedroom that met his aesthetic standards.

Perhaps, this has something to do with the winter from the future.

They have only met a few times and know very little about each other. Future Winter will only appear in front of them when she is willing. After learning about the relationship between the Old Gods and the Chosen Ones, the identity of Future Winter seems to be somewhat special.

She is not a follower of any of the old gods, but she has obtained power almost equal to that of the old gods.

Thinking of the trial of wisdom proposed by Behemoth, Ethan couldn't help but speculate: Is it possible for humans to be promoted to become old gods?
"What are you thinking about?"

Seeing Ethan distracted, Winter asked curiously.

She liked the look of this bedroom very much, and she decided to decorate her and Ethan's new home in the same way.

"Thinking about you."

Ethan said, “Maybe you’ve been through the same trial before.”

Trial of courage, trial of evolution, trial of wisdom.

These three trials may be equivalent to a complete ceremony of ascension to deity.

From the few words of "Future Winter", it is not difficult to infer the history she has witnessed. That may be the original trajectory of this world. Julius' rebellion led to the scarlet plague. The imperial capital was destroyed in less than a week. Queen Margaret fled with the blood of Henry VI and there was no news of her since then. A few months later, Ophira was destroyed by floods and sea monsters.

What about the dungeon in the Abyss?
"Future Winter" did not know Kane, and she did not even know that Caesaros had split off a part of his consciousness.

Perhaps in that cruel timeline, Kane was completely devoured by Kaisaros, while Winter completed his evolution by facing Bazatos, and found the authority of the old gods in the Trial of Wisdom.

So, how did she convince Xinkalo?

Promise to help Him complete the resurrection ritual so that the souls of our ancestors can be reborn in this era?
"That's closer to reality, isn't it?"

There was a strange light in Winter's eyes. "You said that eight out of ten things in life are not as you wish."

The fake Kadra's deduction is correct. Civilization is bound to change. For people living in the period of civilization transition, this is the worst time.

However, such history has repeated itself several times, and any new civilization is built on ruins.

However, Ethan artificially stopped this cycle, causing the Empire and Ophira to embark on a path beyond their predetermined destiny.

"Humans cannot convince the old gods. Even communication is a luxury."

Winter said, "Just 'seeing' will drive them crazy. Besides, don't you think it's amazing? Empolis and Bazatos are actually no different from humans."

A travel lover and an artist.

Ethan proved with his actions that through good communication, Doomsday can be prevented.

And now, the person he was communicating with was Xinkalo, an old god who looked particularly gloomy and heavy. He was ostracized by his own kind everywhere and was hated by everyone. But on the other hand, he knew the most about this world among all the old gods.

He recorded everything he knew in this library, fearing that he might have missed some details.

Before Ethan showed up, no one would have believed that this was a solution to avoid Doomsday.

Anyone who suggests "communication" should be sent to a mental hospital.

No, it should be said that before they proposed the idea, most of them had already gone crazy because of exploring the old gods.

There are many people like this. During the establishment of Violet Commune, Winter learned about many difficulties of the Containment Bureau from the former director, especially for the contaminated areas. It is a crazy world and definitely not a place for humans to appear.

The average life expectancy of the first batch of BAC investigators was 28 years old, and those with a career of more than seven years were considered veterans.

Even if these veterans did not die at the hands of the old gods, they would be transferred back to the headquarters of the Containment Bureau because their mental state no longer allowed them to work on the front line.

She saw the real and cruel side of the world.

Ethan was stunned, and for a moment, he felt that Winter's smile overlapped with her future self.

"And what you experienced was more like a fairy tale."

Things will always turn out in a good direction.

Good communication can often solve most problems.

The old gods, like humans, can be understood and identified with.

"I like stories like this and I'm looking forward to where the fairy tale will go."

……

Ethan slept soundly that night.

His consciousness unknowingly fell into darkness, and a strange yet familiar conversation came from the depths of the darkness.

A man and a woman, both sounded very young.

"White hair and red eyes? Ugh, I don't know what's so good about that."

"You don't understand this, do you? This is the ultimate fantasy of countless people."

"real or fake?"

"It's absolutely true. By the way, do you want to try it? I see that you have a pretty face and a fine figure..."

"Hey, stay away from me!"

……

These seemed to bring Ethan back to a long time ago, but he couldn't remember when this conversation took place, or perhaps it had nothing to do with him at all. He heard such a conversation when he was walking on the street one day, and the two people talking naturally did not leave too deep an impression on him.

The conversation between a man and a woman soon blended together and eventually turned into a faint cat's meow.

Ethan was awakened by the cat's cry. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the balcony that had been added to the bedroom. The sunlight shone into this dark space, bringing about the change between day and night. Winter was sitting on a small wooden stool with her back to him. Her feet were surrounded by kittens of different fur colors. These cats were meowing, and there were food residues on the fur around their mouths.

Although Ethan couldn't understand cat language, he could see that the cats were very happy.

"Meow~"

The gray cat that had been facing Ethan reminded Lin Dong. It looked up at Ethan through the glass door and wagged its tail leisurely.

Theoretically, Ethan is not a cat lover, but seeing these leisurely little animals when he opens his eyes every morning does make him happy.

Winter gently stroked the gray kitten a few times, stood up and walked towards him, and took the initiative to explain, "I tried to create some life, so these came into being."

As they were talking, five kittens lined up in a row, craning their necks to look at Ethan curiously.

“Is this also what’s in those books?”

Could it be that Winter, like the literary girl, could also interpret the words created by Xinkalo?

But soon, Winter denied this speculation, "It's just a feeling. Well, if you insist, it's some kind of skill that I have."

Just like turning into a cat, it seems like an innate ability for her.

She has been loved by stray cats since she was a child, and cats often share food with her when she is wandering. The three-day deadline is not urgent for Lin Dong, she even hopes that the flow of time will become slower so that she can preview her future life in advance.

As for the Trial of Wisdom...

That didn't bother Ethan at all.

Also witnessing the changes in the library was the butler Behemoth. When a cat's meow came from the isolated bedroom, his expression was full of confusion.

He really wanted to knock on Ethan's door immediately, face the winter directly, and ask the biggest question that was lingering in his mind at the moment.

--Who are you?
But this is against etiquette and not what a butler should do.

But in fact, he had never paid attention to Winter from the beginning, because in his opinion, the person who could really interest his master was Ethan, and the person most likely to pass the trial and complete the promotion was also Ethan, while Winter was just an accessory who happened to appear here and happened to have a good relationship with him, and it was not worth his energy at all.

Perhaps for humans, saints are already very remarkable beings, but in the eyes of high-level demons, they are just slightly more outstanding individuals, but they still cannot escape the limitations of humans.

Their lifespan is too short to allow them to go any further. They don’t need to do anything, or these saints will be erased by time.

However, when Winter divided an area in the library and created a bedroom for her and Ethan, Behemoth realized the seriousness of the matter.

After waking up, Winter directly created her own creation.

Although they look very weak and are just a group of harmless little animals, it means that in his eyes, the Supreme Trial is just like playing house for Winter.

And Behemoth had no idea when Winter had mastered these skills.

He had been keeping an eye on the two's movements. Lin Dong had never flipped through any of the books in the library. She was not the type who said she didn't want to study but would study like crazy after Ethan fell asleep. However, he had also investigated Lin Dong's background and knew very well that Lin Dong had never had the opportunity to come into contact with these powers.

The Corruption War two years ago was the best proof of this.

If Winter had mastered these powers at that time, he would never have escaped from the empire with his tail between his legs after being seriously injured.

The results two years ago lowered Behemoth's assessment of Winter, and now, he felt that he seemed to have made a serious mistake.

Soon, the door of the house was opened.

The one who went out was Lin Dong, she was holding a gray kitten, and she seemed to be particularly fond of this little guy.

The little kitten squinted its eyes comfortably and made a "purr" sound. The other kittens followed at Winter's feet, walking in an awkward posture.

"Have you seen him? His name is Behemoth, and he's a demon."

Winter took the initiative to introduce this neighbor to the kittens, "He is full of bad intentions, don't eat anything he gives you."

These little kittens seemed to understand Winter's warning and stared at Behemoth with vicious eyes, as if they were about to breathe heavily.

However, to the devil, the cat's threat is not intimidating at all, but rather cute.

Behemoth also noticed that Ethan had also left his "home" and was walking towards one of the bookcases.

Only after Ethan's figure completely disappeared around the corner of the bookshelf did Behemoth walk towards Winter.

She was walking her cat and building a garden right under Behemoth's nose.

The reclaimed land grew white flowers that had never been seen before, and the branches soon became covered with pure white and translucent fruits.

"Miss Winter."

Seeing that Winter had no intention of paying any attention to him, Behemoth had no choice but to speak.

He could not see any sense of urgency in Winter about being trapped here forever. "Regarding this trial...it seems that you have fully mastered these powers. Congratulations."

As he spoke, Behemoth looked at Winter carefully, hoping to get some feedback.

"Well, what trial?"

Winter was concentrating on cultivating the plants in the garden. She picked a plump fruit and put it to the cat's mouth, "I am not the one who took part in the trial."

The air is filled with the sweet scent of cherries.

“I’m curious, how did you do that?”

After hesitating for a moment, Behemoth finally asked the question in his mind.

He was the judge of this trial, and his master had entrusted him with an important task, but in fact, he did not know the outcome of this trial. He had no way of knowing what would happen after Ethan mastered these powers.

But Winter did not intend to answer his question, and Behemoth was met with only cold silence.

On the other side, Ethan went back to an earlier moment.

This was a huge project. It was impossible for him to read every book in the library in three days, and he never intended to participate in this trial step by step.

Xinkalo is a heavy yet thoughtful old god, and everything he does is done with a strong purpose.

Ethan was unable to figure out His intentions for the time being. This trial seemed to be a good thing with no harm and only benefits for him. It seemed that Xinkalo had already prepared all the conditions for him to become a god, which was really contrary to His image of being hated by everyone.

When Xinkalo seems to be doing something good, He must have dug a big hole for you in front of him.

This is Ambliss’s assessment of Sincarlo, calling it “The First Law of Shit Sincarlo.”

Ethan doesn't think these conditions are the result of partiality.

"Let's start here."

Ethan picked up the book with the earliest date.

The literary girl nodded and opened the book's title page.

The familiar light spots condensed into a vague human figure, but Ethan was very sure that this was not Kadra. According to the time estimation, the book was written so long ago that the concept of human beings did not yet appear.

"Your name is?"

The blurry figure asked intermittent questions, and his voice seemed to have been encrypted, intermittent and full of noise, making it impossible to distinguish between men and women. When Ethan listened carefully, he felt that it was more like a machine-synthesized voice.

There is only the figure talking to himself here.

"No name?"

"Let me think about it..."

"How is Xinkalo?"

"A name is necessary. It is proof that you exist."

"Hmm? What do you mean by 'Sinkalo'?"

"I do not know either."

“But I think that’s the most interesting part, because you give meaning to a name that doesn’t have any meaning.”

The content of the conversation made Ethan a little disappointed. It seemed to be a conversation between Xinkalo and his ancestors, explaining the origin of the name "Xinkalo". Perhaps this had a very important meaning in Xinkalo's memory.

But this was not what Ethan expected.

This was the oldest numbered book in the library, and he had thought it would reveal the birth of Xinkalo, which might be related to the origin of all the old gods.

Apparently, when this conversation took place, Sincarlo had been around for a long time.

Like other old gods, he heeded the call of his ancestors one day and came to this world.

"Can it be traced back to an earlier time?"

The blue-haired girl shook her head, her face looked a little pale.

The wind element is in low spirits today.

"Could it be that these books only record the daily interactions between Xinkalo and the ancestors?"

The books that filled the entire bookshelf made his scalp tingle.

Xin Carlo was in a heavy mood. God knew what kind of visually impactful content was recorded in these books. He was really worried that when he opened a book, one of the pages would be filled with the names of his ancestors.

Although Ethan had never seen Xin Kalo, he could easily imagine the other person's dark and crawling appearance.

This concerns his physical and mental health.

"That is to say, Xinkalo hid most of the information and only showed us a small part."

"Do not."

The blue-haired girl shook her head again, "Here, that's all."

"all?"

This is really unreasonable.

Xinkalo and the other old gods existed much longer than this world, a fact mentioned by Lao An and Lao Ba - they were all visitors, and before they were summoned, this world was desolate and just an empty shell.

The blue-haired girl frowned, her body trembling slightly, and she seemed to not know how to explain to Ethan.

This stalemate lasted for dozens of seconds, and she suddenly thought of something, and her index finger slid across the page filled with distorted text.

The book trembled violently again, and inky, sticky liquid flowed out of it.

This also put a huge burden on her, and her figure became flickering.

Ethan held his breath.

He guessed that this might be the process that "translation" requires. He was prepared for more distorted texts. He guessed that every book recorded Xinkalo's true thoughts at a certain moment.

Considering the significance of this conversation to Sincarlo...

Ethan felt that the three words that emerged in his mind became indescribable at this moment.

This is really a bit weird and bizarre.

However, when he opened his eyes again and looked at the pages of the book, the words on it almost made him freeze in place.

No longer densely packed, just a clean line:
"Error code 0xc0012041."

(End of this chapter)