Super Dimensional Academy

Not independent.

The mythological system of China is not independent; rather, it involves other regions.

For example, among the seven most powerful sages in the primordial world, the two sages of the Western Sect, although belonging to the Chinese mythological system, are actually under the influence of Indian forces.

Even more fatally, because of the schemes of these two sages during the Tang Dynasty, a large portion of the faith power in China flowed into Buddhism.

This is tantamount to handing over half of China's advantages to India.

Fortunately, the other five saints were not to be trifled with either. Through their scheming, they turned the outflowing power into borrowed power.

This fostered friendly relations between the Chinese and Indian pantheons.

In other words, a "borrowing god" relationship. (Factory)

Chapter 110

Fen Tian said impatiently, "Since you're so eager to say it, then you can say it."

After saying that, he simply crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair.

The gods' lips twitched, and Athena even closed her eyes, preparing to take a nap.

Why did they have to let Nut say it, and now it'll probably be tomorrow!

Nut laughed happily, his gaze fixed on Feng Mo: "You should know that both the candidates outside the box and the human host positions are decided by lottery."

"However, it's not enough for you to know all this; you also need to know the reason. That probably goes back to the beginning of the world."

Nutt's explanation was so long and tedious that it reminded Feng Mo of his principal's speech during his student days in his previous life, making it impossible to know what expression to wear while listening.

　Anyway, all the gods were expressionless. Venus was touching up her makeup, Athena was dozing off, and Bahram was the worst, even snoring.

Even so, Nut continued to speak with great enthusiasm, as if she had been mute in her past life and had never spoken before.

However, Feng Mo also had some things to think about.

'The Tang Dynasty, at its most prosperous in Chinese history, ultimately benefited India, but it cannot be said that it gained nothing. Because of the arrival of mythology, Taoism was not completely replaced by Buddhism; it was more of a 50/50 split.'

Feng Mo tapped the back of his left hand lightly with his right index finger.

He didn't believe that Hongjun's calculations were inferior to those of the two Western Saints.

Therefore, there is a major point of doubt in this matter.

Although the "borrowing gods" relationship brought the two superior pantheons of China and India closer, the power of others ultimately belongs to others and is not stable.

If Hongjun and the Three Pure Ones were satisfied with this, they might as well just go to sleep.

Even more bizarrely, after the Tang Dynasty, they sent out a pair of unlucky duos who were clearly having bad luck.

When Feng Mo heard this, he complained, but he was very puzzled.

This is hardly something a sage who plans for the world would do.

Unless there's something else going on behind the scenes, or they have other motives, and therefore deliberately created this situation.

'Then... what exactly is it?'

Feng Mo looked at Shen Gongbao in his arms.

Her expression was somewhat hesitant, and it was unclear whether it was the pressure from the gods opposite her or the discomfort of being held by the gods.

Hmm, it should be the latter.

Feng Mo exerted slight force with both hands.

Shen Gongbao looked at him with suspicion.

"what happened?"

Shen Gongbao's voice echoed in Feng Mo's mind.

Feng Mo whispered in her ear, "Use your telepathy to teach me."

Shen Gongbao transmitted his voice: "Just say what you need to say. How can you learn it so quickly? I only studied it for half a month and my master still said I had amazing talent! Don't underestimate Eastern martial arts!"

Feng Mo: "No, no, no, please don't compare me to an idiot."

Shen Gongbao glared at Feng Mo with bared teeth and claws: "What?! I'm one of the most talented disciples among the third generation!"

Feng Mo: "Stop talking nonsense and teach me quickly."

Shen Gongbao was furious, his unusually large bust heaving up and down.

However, in the end, she obediently raised her hand and touched Feng Mo's brow, transmitting the sound into Feng Mo's mind.

After she finished speaking, she pouted arrogantly, waiting to see Feng Mo make a fool of himself.

Shen Gongbao: 'Hmph, even if they're my men, I have to laugh at their arrogance!'

"Hey, hey, hey, can you hear me, little leopard?"

"..." Shen Gongbao blinked his big, cute eyes. "Hmm, I was hallucinating. Looks like I didn't sleep well last night."

Feng Mo: "Face reality, little leopard."

Shen Gongbao chuckled self-deprecatingly: "Oh dear, I didn't expect the meeting to bring me so much pressure. I've had auditory hallucinations twice already."

Feng Mo: "Little pillow, if you don't reply soon, my hand is about to move upwards uncontrollably."

Shen Gongbao: "Ahhh, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

'Waaaah, how could this be? Why are my people learning so fast?'

'Was it just to comfort me that my master said I learned quickly...?'

'Is she really an idiot...?'

Feng Mo: "Stop doubting your existence, you really are a genius..."

Shen Gongbao looked up at Feng Mo with sparkling eyes, deeply moved: "My people! As expected, my people are still on my side..."

Feng Mo: "Although the difference between us is about the distance from the Moon to the Sun."

Shen Gongbao: "My people!!!!"

Feng Mo: "Alright, alright, stop yelling. Be a lady. I have something important to tell you."

Shen Gongbao: "You'll lose me if you keep doing this!"

Feng Mo: "Did Hongjun say anything else when he sent me as his representative this time?"

"what?"

Shen Gongbao looked at Feng Mo, not expecting him to bring up this matter, so he temporarily put aside the issues of the Moon and the Sun.

After recalling for a moment, she said, "The ancestor did say something. He said if you ask, just say, 'We have no time to worry about matters in the lower realm for the time being.'"

Should I ask...?

Feng Mo's eyes flickered.

In other words, if you don't think of asking, you don't need to tell yourself?

Feng Mo continued, "Is the Upper Realm not peaceful?"

Shen Gongbao shook his head: "No, the upper realm is much more peaceful than the lower realm. Sometimes I even see Zeus, the king of the gods from Greece, coming to drink with the pope."

Upon hearing this, Feng Mo looked up at Nut, who was speaking at length.

If it's not something from the upper realm, then there's only one possibility...

Shen Gongbao: "Actually, the upper realm doesn't care much about the affairs of the lower realm, especially the affairs of human beings. Fifty years is just a blink of an eye for saints and god-kings."

Let Zhao Gongming draw the number of human beings to be selected, and let Hongyun draw the number of people outside the box to be selected...

Feng Mo: "Who were the people who went to guard the barrier at the top of the box last time? How many were there in total?"

Shen Gongbao: "The Three Immortals, Uncle Duobao, Uncle Jinling, Uncle Wudang, Uncle Guiling, the Twelve Golden Immortals, and Nezha, Yang Jian and others from the Heavenly Court, totaling twenty-four."

"I see."

Feng Mo revealed a slight smile, scanning the gods with a dangerous aura in his eyes.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony."

Chapter 111

"Let's save the long-winded explanation for next time."

Having discerned the intentions of those saints, Feng Mo spoke directly, interrupting Nut's words.

The room suddenly fell silent.

Shen Gongbao looked at Feng Mo in horror.

Venus's hand trembled as she touched up her makeup, and she silently turned her head to gaze at her.

Athena, who had been dozing, opened one eye and looked over with interest.

Amaterasu leaned back, seemingly trying to get as far away from Feng Mo and Nut as possible.

Bahram's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands together excitedly as he looked at the two of them.

The other gods also had different expressions, and they all looked at Feng Mo.

Because they knew very well that Nut not only liked to talk, but also hated being interrupted.

I remember it was the same last time; Nutt spent a whole day explaining Shen Gongbao's performance, which was his first time participating.

Finally, Thor from Northern Europe could no longer tolerate it and interrupted her.

Without uttering a single word, Nutt took action immediately.

Thor is the god of thunder, and Nut is the goddess of the sky. Their divine status is similar, and Nut, being of a higher rank, has a natural advantage, allowing her to suppress Thor.

From here to Northern Europe, I followed him for over 28 days.

In the end, it was only the intervention of other Norse gods that calmed the matter down.

Since that incident, everyone in the pantheon has known about Nut's habit of "talking a lot of nonsense and forcing people to listen."

Now, someone has interrupted her again, and all the gods are curious, some even gloating, wanting to see how Nut will hunt down Feng Mo.

but……

"Hmm... then... how about we talk about it next time?"

Nut looked at Feng Mo with a somewhat aggrieved expression.

Feng Mo smiled and nodded: "Okay, we'll talk about it next time."

'Huh?! !!! !!! '

The gods and Shen Gongbao all looked at Feng Mo with expressions of utter disbelief.

What's going on? Why are we talking about it next time?

Is this over?

Why is it different from last time?

Feng Mo: "Then please have the Goddess of the Sky explain the process of drawing lots."

Nutt's eyes lit up.

Feng Mo added, "Briefly."

Nutt let out a series of nasal sounds in disappointment.

A few seconds later.

Nutt: "The draw for the person selected outside the box may be a little different from what you imagine."

She raised her hand and tapped it lightly on the round table.

The next second, the tabletop disappeared, replaced by a pond.

The pond water was extremely clear, so the hundred energy paper pieces at the bottom of the pond were clearly visible.