Durin's Diary

Chapter 845: Wind and Catkins

The drinking lasted until late, when the fat man Luo Xinghan collapsed in his chair, and Tulin disappeared under the pretense of going to the bathroom.

As Du Lin expected, the liquor made by the Changtang people is full of various high-proof liquors. Come to think of it, with the addition of old technology, at a time when Shangjing is fully covered by electricity, the distillation technology should have been invented long ago.

Finally, Du Lin stood up and said that he had to go back to the Tianshi Mansion.

"You kid, you don't know anyone here..." "It's okay, I have a magical pet to show you the way." Du Lin said as he opened the window.

Hemer flapped his wings and landed on the windowsill. He glanced at everyone in the room and cooed at Dulin.

"Okay, young people have young people's ideas." Zhang Mengping is the most sober person at the table so far. He should also be the oldest person except Lao Pang, so when he said this, Lao Pang, who had stood up, sat down.

Du Lin smiled and shook hands with everyone, then left the room with his own Hemer.

After a while, Turin pushed open the door and walked in, wiping his hands with a towel. "The young man saw me as he was leaving and said hello. Young men of his age these days don't have such good manners."

"Don't you think about it? He's a twin soul. Even if he didn't live as long as us in his previous life, this young man always gives me the illusion that he's experienced everything." Tulin sat in his seat. "Luo Xinghan, stop pretending, you fat guy."

The fat man, who was slumped in the chair one second ago, sat up straight the next. He looked at Tulin with a bitter face and said, "This brat, I only drank one bowl with him. If he has the guts to drink seven bowls in a row from me, I'll pretend to be dead and your sister-in-law will skin me alive when I get home today."

"That's your own fault. The kid gave you face when he had his third bowl, but you jumped out and asked for more." Yan Zhenqing smiled at this. "I told you, this kid remembers both beatings and food. He remembers when you're nice to him, and he also remembers when you're mean to him. He must have been well prepared when he went to the four islands with Director Sun this time. After they kill that big demon, they'll be back. I'm sure Wuming will be keeping an eye on them."

"I still don't believe in those gods. Over the years, we've killed countless gods of the past. Their former responsibilities and obligations will eventually be enslaved and assimilated by the myriad faiths. This is the pitiful thing about the gods who harvest the power of faith." Fang Ping'an said this and looked at the old man: "Only Nameless. I never understand him. He clearly doesn't need the power of faith, but why did he take it over..."

At this point, he sighed: "My fault, I shouldn't have mentioned this."

The room dimmed briefly, and everyone noticed that there was someone else sitting where Du Lin had been. She was wearing a white research robe and smiled at Fang Ping'an. "When I arrived, Nameless said this kind of thing wasn't a secret, so you can say it if you want. But I still feel there are some things you shouldn't say. At least the Original Creator never intended to hurt anyone until his death. He and I... both exhausted ourselves for the land beneath your feet."

"Lao Fang drank too much. This incident is also my fault. I couldn't control him." Lao Pang spoke.

"Xiao Pang, you've grown up and become like an older brother. I'll let this matter go for your sake. The higher-ups can't do without me, so I'll leave first."

The next second, the person disappeared.

Zhang Mengping looked at Fang Ping'an: "Your mouth can make her so anxious, you are the first one." "...Oh my, I never thought that among those snakes and rats, there would be an untainted exception like the Original Creator." Fang Ping'an sighed at this point and raised his glass: "I accept the punishment with this drink."

"In short, the incarnation of rationality is dead. He himself said that he doesn't want to see himself become a god, and has asked Du Lin for help. But I'm afraid that this kid is so hard-hearted. If he becomes a god, can we old brothers really kill him together?" Lao Pang looked at everyone present.

"Even if we can't kill him, we have to kill him. The people of Chang Tang don't need these fake gods, but I think my descendant should know the ways of the gods." The old man said this and looked at Yan Zhenqing: "Do you still remember how this child viewed the gods?"

"I remember that he looked at gods in a very equal way. He was very out of place in the Western Land. Others would go to church to worship from time to time, but I had never seen him go to church during the few days I was in the Western Land. He was always doing various things. Although the Nuwa twins didn't need much faith, his situation made him an anomaly in the Western Land." Yan Zhenqing replied.

His answer aroused Zhang Mengping's curiosity: "This may be due to the twin spirits. There were no gods in his previous life, so he can't believe that gods can bring them various benefits like the creatures in the Western Continent do."

"If he were a pragmatist, seeing that gods really exist, he should have given them some respect. But he doesn't seem pious, so I don't know what kind of god a child like him could become, even if he did become one. I'm really worried, especially since I heard many astrologers and fortune tellers in the Western Continent have read about this child, but they've all remained tight-lipped." Fang Ping'an hesitated at this point. "I'm wavering in my heart, and that's why I agree with Du Lin's advice not to make mistakes. And that's why I'm incredibly curious about his fate."

"Don't look at his fate, his fate is extremely chaotic." A small figure appeared on Du Lin's chair again.

All the Zhulongs were bowing their heads.

Wuming looked at Fang Ping'an, who looked embarrassed. "She came here, and I was worried, so I came to see you. It seems that you are still safe and sound. I am very happy. I just didn't know that you have been carrying such a knot in your heart."

"Those researchers in the Western Continent, I don't understand why there are so many Old Gods among them, but why there is someone like the Primordial Creator who sacrificed himself for his believers."

"Xiao Pang understands this very well, and Du Lin understands it too. Xiao Pang, tell him what you said to Du Lin."

Pang Juan nodded and brought up the differences between people he had discussed with Du Lin. "I said the only difference between people is between friends and enemies, while Du Lin said the only difference between people is between good and bad. Now that I think about it, the Original Creator did his best. When he realized that Director Sun couldn't seal off the research center alone, he included himself in the effort."

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Fang Ping'an asked.

"The more people know, the less I resemble the Primordial Creator. While I don't need faith, the Primordial Creator does. He used his death to seal the life support zone, depriving his colleagues of the opportunity to break the seal. As someone who has a pact with him, I will be responsible for handling all power of faith related to him. The more people know the truth, the weaker my connection to the name Primordial Creator and his ministry will be. If the power of faith can truly awaken him from death... he will become a true evil god, and that's an outcome Madam Sun doesn't want to see."

After saying that, Nameless stood up and said, "That's all for today's bedtime story. If you guys spread rumors and Xiao Sun gets so angry that he kills you to silence you, don't blame me for not warning you."

(End of this chapter)