Walnut used me to boost her sales performance.

Create a powerful and wise god.

"The Little Lucky Grass King is still as immature as a child, lacking both wisdom and power."

"Why is this happening? Hasn't He existed for 500 years?"

Jiang Bai felt that a god should not be so weak.

Moreover, 500 years have passed. Isn't that long enough for them to grow?

Looking into Jiang Bai's questioning golden eyes, Atla felt somewhat embarrassed and annoyed.

"Yes, even a god who has lived for 500 years is still as young as a child."

His words were sarcastic, as if he were mocking these wise men.

How can a god who has been isolated from the outside world and imprisoned for 500 years grow?

They expected the gods to be born with knowledge, and once they learned that she did not possess innate wisdom, they discarded her like trash.

Even after they couldn't find any way to cure the World Tree, they remembered that there was a god they had imprisoned for 500 years.

He himself felt that these sages were all vain.

They could have let Little Lucky Grass Queen leave the Pure Goodness Palace and let her grow up, but they were afraid that the Order of Teachings would change because of Little Lucky Grass Queen's appearance, and that it would affect their rights and status.

And so, just like the previous 500 years, everyone tacitly ignored her once again.

Listening to Atla's words, Jiang Bai felt something was off.

What exactly is the situation with the Little Lucky Grass King in Sumeru?

Atla's attitude towards the Little Lucky Grass King was also quite strange.

Even if she has no power, even if she doesn't possess wisdom, she is still a god.

It is a god who can save the World Tree!

Chapter 704 Welcome to the God-Making Project

Atla doesn't intend to discuss the topic of the Little Lucky Grass King any further.

The matter is settled, and they have no intention of releasing the Little Lucky Grass King.

Since it's already been closed for so many years, there's no harm in keeping it closed any longer.

What's important now is their plan; they can't let the Little Lucky Grass King introduce unnecessary complications.

Atla finally told Jiang Bai the true purpose of the project.

"The Little Lucky Grass King is weak and incompetent, but we need a god. A god with power and wisdom who can solve the world's crisis."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Bai's eyes widened in shock.

This is no exaggeration.

Jiang Bai was genuinely horrified.

He thought that the god Gu Dong mentioned in the laboratory was the Little Lucky Grass King, and that the Little Lucky Grass King was being used as an experimental tool by them.

But these guys told him that wasn't the case at all.

They looked down on the Little Lucky Grass King; they wanted to create a god!

Against the odds!

They really dare to dream of such lofty ambitions!

The key is that they not only thought about it, they also did it.

I just don't know what stage we've reached yet.

Jiang Bai's immense shock lasted until he saw the enormous divine body, crafted by the Order of the Church.

In the vast, empty space, the deity's form, obscured by mist, resembled a colossal giant, seemingly capable of easily crushing the two insignificant ants within.

Atla stood before the enormous divine body, arms outstretched, his face filled with fanaticism.

"Welcome to the God-Making Project!"

Jiang Bai had forgotten what to say. He remained tilted back, gazing at the enormous, man-made spectacle that was nothing short of incredible.

Can humans really create gods?

It seems the Church of Christ has already given him the answer.

Perhaps the god they created is not yet complete, but it is about 70 to 80 percent complete.

The elevator rose from beneath their feet, carrying them upwards, and Jiang Bai was finally able to see the full form of this deity.

It is entirely made of machinery, with every joint meticulously crafted, and its four arms connected by an invisible force.

Inside his chest cavity, a huge lightning element symbol shimmered with light.

The machine at the head slowly turned, and the skirmishers with pipes inserted behind them slowly emerged.

His posture was unrestrained and arrogant, but when his gaze fell, his eyes froze instantly.

As their eyes met, Jiang Bai tilted his head, his gaze filled with unfamiliarity.

Seeing the stranger in Jiang Bai's eyes, the smile on Sanbing's lips slowly disappeared.

He felt ice-cold all over; a large part of his chest, where his heart should have been, was empty, with only the cold wind blowing in.

The intense emotional fluctuations caused arcs of electricity to crackle around the God of Justice, making his body somewhat unstable.

"Huh? What's suddenly happening?"

The surrounding lab personnel quickly began testing, and Atla immediately got to work, making Jiang Bai, who was curiously observing the scattered soldiers, seem like an oddity.

The skirmisher landed slowly in front of Jiang Bai with a blank expression, the tubes behind him like umbilical cords extending from the body of a god.

"Jiang Bai!"

"Huh? You know me?"

Jiang Bai was somewhat surprised. He really didn't expect that the person in front of him would know him and even seem to have some connection with him.

But is this connection ultimately good or bad?

He instantly became alert, ready to retreat at the first sign of trouble.

Don't you remember me?

The soldiers stared at him intently, trying to suppress their agitated emotions.

He had thought a lot about how he would show off to Jiang Bai that he had become a god when they met again.

Even a general would only be his defeated foe.

But to his surprise, when they met again, he was still a god, and Jiang Bai saw only unfamiliarity in his eyes.

He clutched his chest; his heart, which had once been filled with the heart of God, was now eerily empty.

"Sorry, I don't remember who you are. Something unexpected happened, and I can't remember many things for the time being."

"Amnesia?"

The unusual lightning around them quickly subsided, and the soldier's heart, which had felt empty because of Jiang Bai's unfamiliar gaze, instantly recovered.

It turns out that Jiang Bai didn't forget him on purpose; he just had amnesia.

"What's going on?" The soldier frowned, somewhat angry.

What exactly happened to cause Jiang Bai to lose his memory?

Can lost memories be recovered?

If it's man-made, he wouldn't mind letting the other party taste the wrath of the gods!

"I rashly came into contact with the World Tree, and this is what happened..." Jiang Bai shrugged, the person in front of him didn't seem to have any hostility towards him.

Moreover, he felt that the other party was somewhat familiar, and this connection should be a good thing.

The stragglers had a lump in their throats, wanting to vent but unable to.

He initially thought it was man-made and was even planning how to teach the culprit a lesson, but then...

He said through gritted teeth, "How dare you touch the World Tree so rashly?"

Jiang Bai felt a little guilty and scratched his head awkwardly.

"I didn't know it was the World Tree..."

Atla watched the conversation between the two, her brow furrowed.

Isn't Ah Bai an adventurer from Liyue? Why would he know a Fatui Enforcer?

Moreover, judging from the attitude of the scattered soldiers, their relationship is quite close.

"Skimpen, do you know him?"

The soldier glanced at him expressionlessly, then said, "Jiang Bai—the only chosen one of the God of Righteousness!"

His words were both a protection for Jiang Bai and a warning to the Order Academy.

Jiang Bai was his person, and the only person he cared about.

Before you start thinking about what you want to do to Jiang Bai, consider the consequences of angering him.

Jiang Bai blinked.

"眷者" sounds impressive.

And it's the only one.

Atla frowned slightly, disliking the arrogance of the skirmishers.

They haven't even become gods yet, but they're already calling themselves gods.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

In the end, they will erase all his personality and memories, turning him into the god the institution desires.

The soldier had no intention of saying anything to the sages of the Order of the Church. He waved his hand, and Jiang Bai floated up with him, entering the body of the God of Righteousness.

Atla narrowed his eyes as he watched this scene.

A god who is not under their control cannot become a god of the Council of the Church.

Jiang Bai looked around at the space with some curiosity.

The interior of the enormous shell was not made of cold, hard steel, but rather a space enveloped in purple mist.

Once no one else was around, the stragglers asked the questions directly.

How did you end up in the Order House?

"I thought the Order of the Order might be able to help me regain my memories. They also needed me to connect with the World Tree to find the root of the World Tree's disease, so I came here."

Jiang Bai briefly explained why he had come here, then looked at the worried-looking young man before him and asked:

"What's our relationship? Are you backing me up like this?"

"Heh, what do you think our relationship is?" the soldier sneered.

Chapter 705 The Only Favored One of the God of Righteousness

Why do I have to guess? Can't you just tell me directly?

Faced with the awkward teenager, Jiang Bai has a killer move called sincerity.

He didn't want to guess; guessing was never as convenient as just saying it directly.

The soldier had no choice but to give up. "Fine, fine. I'll tell you the truth since you have amnesia."

He spread his arms wide, his posture radiating arrogance:

"Celebrate, my only friend."

"Your only friend? Your social circle is a bit limited..."

Scattered soldier: "..."

"Ha, ordinary mortals are not qualified to be my friends."