The Nightmare Experience of a Useless Person

Twenty-four years have passed since that rude intruder left the Divine Realm. Flowers bloom and fade, clouds roll and unroll in the mortal world, but in the Divine Realm, everything remains as usual—as silent and desolate as ever.

The only change was the rotten apple at Fuyoujian.

Yes, the rotten apple. Since the day it was smashed on the ground, no one has bothered to clean up the mess. Perhaps because it was only half an apple, it didn't take long for it to naturally disappear.

But it didn't. The tiny seed sprouted from the rotten fruit pulp. Ah Liu disliked its appearance and crushed it several times, but the next time they met, the seedling was standing there straight and tall again.

Over time, even Ah Liu stopped trampling on it. When no one was around, she would secretly go up Fuyou Peak to water it. To be more specific, she would water it with dew, which Ah Liu specially collected from the sea of ​​flowers, dew containing the essence of heaven and earth.

With the blessing of the gods, the apple seedling grew even more wildly, and soon it grew from Ah Liu's calf height to one, two, three, four... fifteen times the height of Ah Liu!

During the day, the sunlight shines through thin clouds and pierces through the tender green apple leaves, presenting a tree of hazy gold. At night, the stars in the sky transform into countless fireflies, shuttling among its branches and leaves, stirring up a fresh and green fragrance.

Ah Liu was very fond of it. Whenever he prayed for blessings, Ah Liu would always switch places with Ah Wu, just to get closer to that apple tree.

However, only occasionally, when Ah Liu looks at the apple tree, he thinks of that big guy, the only lost soul in thousands of years, missing his noise and hating his offense. At this time, Ah Liu will pout and close his eyes, pretending not to see the tree.

Deity, are you thinking of him too?

"Why doesn't this tree bear fruit? I see that the apple trees in the mortal world are always full of red fruit," Ah Liu asked Ah Wu. In Ah Liu's mind, Ah Wu was much smarter than her.

But why should we answer? Ah Wu and Ah Liu, along with Ah Yi, and all the divine messengers of this Divine Realm of Life and Wish, are merely a part of the divine being, and they share the same thoughts and ideas as the divine being.

Therefore, Ah Liu doesn't know, Ah Wu doesn't know, and even the gods don't know.

The deity often sat under the apple tree, lost in thought, gazing at the creatures below the mountain.

See which wolf bites the lamb's neck again, tearing off the tenderest part and bringing it to the pregnant mother wolf in the cave.

See which powerful male lion pounces on which female lion, and through mating, implants the seed of life into the other's gestation sac.

Watch the herd of horses gallop like a torrent, and see which foal is left behind, ultimately torn to pieces between sharp teeth.

This is life: the strong live, the weak die; everything is so natural and logical.

Therefore, when witnessing death, she was always so calm. To the gods, life and death are like the sun rising in the east and setting in the west, like the weather in spring and winter.

"Am I being too cold-hearted?" the deity asked slowly.

"How could that be?" Ah Liu replied slowly.

These two short sentences sound like her asking and answering herself.

She never felt indifferent, because having looked down upon all living beings, she knew that death was not the end; after the souls of the deceased crossed the bridge to rebirth, they were given a new life.

Thinking of this, she felt a little breathless again. The noisy man praised her beauty, accused her of being heartless, and even left a vicious curse... He didn't understand anything, he didn't understand life and death, he didn't understand the way of heaven, and he didn't understand her either.

But she is a deity, she will not be biased for anyone, nor should she be angry for anyone. She chased away the little ants crawling in her heart and turned her gaze back to the mortal world.

One thing the gods acknowledge is that humans are very different, and even the animals that live alongside humans are very different. They have abandoned their animalistic nature and have done things that go against their will to live.

She saw a small white cat tearing at its own fur, begging to become its owner's food, and praying that the frail little girl could survive.

She saw a young girl with a tender face hide her beloved floral dress, always wearing a cool white outfit, kneeling before her idol and praying devoutly for everyone to have peace and good health.

She saw two handsome scholars supporting each other, disregarding the bloodstains covering their bodies, abandoning their promising futures, becoming lovers before her statue, giving up their lives, and praying for freedom.

They were very different; they drowned the empty heart of the goddess in water, filling her vessel with earthly water, melting away those desires for life, which flowed out from the cracks like the tears of humankind.

"Ah Wu, what place is that?" The deity pointed to a courtyard on the outskirts of the mortal realm.

The God of Life and Wishes has been around for a thousand years, and he blesses all living beings in the mortal world every day. Although things in the underworld are constantly changing, that place seems to have never been remembered.

The high walls confined a patch of sky, where the light was dim and a deathly aura hung in the air.

Upon hearing this, Ah Wu began consulting the geography of the human race, while Ah Liu busied himself on the side, occasionally adding to the chaos.

"That's the Leshan Hall on the outskirts of Rongcheng, and then..." A-Wu quickly flipped through the pages, but there were only a few lines about the Leshan Hall. She looked at A-Liu with a puzzled expression, but A-Liu could only pout.

Rongcheng was a prosperous commercial city with convenient transportation. Merchants from all over the country walked along its bustling streets. About fifty years ago, the previous king visited Rongcheng and was amazed by its prosperity. He specially allocated a large amount of gold and silver to help renovate Rongcheng. For a time, Rongcheng became a city that never slept, where wealth flowed freely. At night, when people closed their doors and slept soundly, they could still hear the clinking of gold and silver.

That small, gloomy place was forgotten; towering walls blocked life and glory. The setting sun barely pierced through the carved stone walls, sketching out a few golden peonies in the shadows of the courtyard.

"Good people cannot enjoy long and happy lives, while evildoers are blessed by the gods. A god like you is better off without—"

In an instant, Jiang Zhiyang's roar seemed to explode in her ears, and goosebumps rose on the back of her neck. She turned around abruptly, only to find an empty space.

"Ah Liu, can we add Lok Sin Tong to the prayer book?"

"Of course." Ah Liu summoned the prayer book and carefully began to write: Rongcheng, Le, Shan, Tang. But as soon as he finished writing, the words faded away on their own.

"What's going on?" Ah Liu rubbed his eyes and picked up his pen again, but no matter how many times he wrote, the result was the same.

"The karma of Lok Sin Tong is already set. Even if you bestow blessings, it will be of no use," Ah Wu said calmly, holding Ah Liu's wrist.

The deity raised his hand and placed it on his left chest, the location of the human heart, where a sense of unease was emanating.

Unease is the heart rising and falling slightly, the body floating in the air without support, and being blindfolded and plunged into darkness.

She seemed to sense unease... She used to think of herself as a vessel, a cold, icy shell with an empty interior, devoid of a heart. But now it seemed that was not the case.

When did it begin? Was it from when Jiang Zhiyang dropped that apple? Perhaps, a seed accidentally fell into her empty shell, and without her noticing, it took root and sprouted…