Dude, my main account is Chaos God?

After saying that, Old Zhao dragged his heavy steps away, making a clanging sound.

Old Wei sat quietly in his seat for a long time before finally picking up the head from the table and putting it back on his neck. Then, he walked out of the camp with heavy steps.

But he froze as soon as he looked up.

Ye Ren was standing under the withered, crooked tree at the entrance of the camp.

She had an excessively bright smile on her face and was waving enthusiastically at him.

"Uncle! I've finally found you! I had to ask for directions several times along the way before I finally found this place."

Old Wei's face was full of surprise. He frowned and stepped forward: "You... what do you want with me?"

"Of course!" Ye Ren smiled and leaned closer. "Uncle, would you be interested in changing your faith? Please allow me to solemnly introduce you to our great Savior, the omnipotent Heavenly Father, the God of Gods who brings dawn and hope!"

Old Wei's face darkened instantly, and the goodwill he had just felt towards this normal person vanished completely.

He waved his hand dismissively, "Go away, go away."

He sighed inwardly. He had thought this kid was a rare normal person, but it turned out he was only normal on the surface. Inside, he was a madman who had been brainwashed by some wild god from who-knows-where.

Seeing that he didn't believe him, Ye Ren immediately straightened his face, his expression extremely serious and solemn:

"Uncle, don't rush off! It's free anyway, why don't you believe me? You won't lose money investing!"

Old Wei's face darkened even more. He couldn't bear it any longer, so he suddenly pulled his head off his neck and held it in front of Ye Ren, almost shoving it against his nose.

"Uh..." Ye Ren's lips twitched slightly, and he subconsciously took half a step back.

Although he is theoretically a chaotic evil god and his true form is an indescribable existence, he is still overwhelmed by such an abstract and visually striking image.

He still felt both physical and psychological discomfort.

The mangled cross-section of the neck, with blood dripping continuously, was truly shocking.

Old Wei, holding up his head, stared at Ye Ren with an expression that seemed to say, "Do you think I'm an idiot?" and coldly said:

"Boy, look closely. After losing the blessings of the God of Order, do you think I can survive in this state? My head and body are separated, how can I live?"

"Sure!"

Ye Ren answered resolutely, forcing himself not to look at the bloody severed body, and stared directly into Old Wei's eyes, "As long as you convert to my faith... my lord, I guarantee you'll live!"

"Moreover, the blessings of our Lord are far more complex than you think! Our Lord is omnipotent!"

"Go away, leave me alone!"

Old Wei rolled his eyes and put his head back on, clearly taking Ye Ren's words as nonsense. "I'm already annoyed enough."

He then ignored Ye Ren and turned to leave.

"Hey, uncle!" Ye Ren quickly followed. "Aren't you riding your motorcycle?"

Old Wei, his face dark, said without turning his head:

"Oil is a scarce resource. Who would waste it except during missions? And why are you following me? Go home!"

"Uncle, I have no home." Ye Ren's voice came from behind.

Old Wei paused for a moment.

He turned his head and looked at Ye Ren thoughtfully.

"That's true... Now that you're a forsaken one of God, your house in the inner city should have been reassigned to other believers, so you can only work in the outer city now?"

"Mmm!" Ye Ren nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Looking at his clean and normal face, Old Wei sighed again, his tone softening:

"Alright, I think you're not so bad to look at. I haven't seen someone as normal as you in a long time... at least not in appearance. Come on, let's go to my place for the night."

"Uncle, you're such a good person!" Ye Ren immediately said with a smile.

"A good person?" Old Wei rolled his eyes again and continued walking. "In this world, good people die the fastest."

Along the way, Ye Ren followed behind Lao Wei, his mouth never stopping, chattering away about his glorious deeds and resounding reputation.

"Uncle, let me tell you, our Lord is the Lord of all gods, the Father of all gods! He is the first and the final truth!"

"He is the omnipotent Savior, the only true God walking among mankind!"

"His glory is salvation, His breath is hope!"

At first, Lao Wei was impatient and completely dismissive, but as he listened, his expression gradually became surprised.

He racked his brains searching through his memories, but found that he had no recollection of such a deity.

Neither the myths and legends of the old era nor the many gods that emerged after the great cataclysm match up with the actual figures.

He suddenly stopped, his eyes filled with suspicion as he looked at Ye Ren, who was spitting as he spoke. He lowered his voice and cautiously said:

"Kid, tell me honestly, you...you're not trying to persuade me to believe in an evil god, are you?!"

"Good? Evil?"

Hearing Lao Wei's wary question, Ye Ren countered with:

"Uncle, what is good, and what is evil?"

Old Wei frowned, momentarily speechless.

This question seems simple, but in today's bizarre and morally corrupt world...

The lines between what is considered good and evil have long been blurred.

Seeing his silence, Ye Ren slowly gave an example:

"I saw it online before. There was a group of ants that worked diligently every day to carry food, build nests, reproduce, and live their own lives."

Uncle: "Online???"

"Don't interrupt."

"No, you know about the old-fashioned internet?"

Ye Ren choked up for a moment. In this day and age, the internet is long gone, and the new generation born into this environment may not even know about it.

"I heard it from my elders, Uncle, please don't interrupt, let me continue. Where were we?"

"You mean ants or something..." The uncle stared at Ye Ren with a strange expression, seemingly about to collapse.

Ye Ren continued:

"Ahem, one day, while they were carrying food, they inadvertently formed a peculiar formation, which happened to catch the attention of a passing human."

"Humans found it interesting, so they stopped to observe. The ants discovered that whenever they formed this formation, the huge, incomprehensible being would look at them. So they believed it was a way to communicate with the gods."

"And so, a wonderful connection was established between ants and humans."

"To humans, this is just a minor incident in life, and they simply find the behavior of these little creatures amusing. But to the ants, humans are omnipotent and great gods who can answer their prayers."

"When ants face famine, they form an array and pray to the gods for food. Humans, on the other hand, only need to take a small bag of sugar or break off some bread from their backpacks to feed the entire colony, even to the point of being stuffed. This is an unimaginable miracle for ants, isn't it?"

Old Wei frowned even more deeply, and he said in a deep voice, "What exactly are you trying to say?"