Give Me a Buff

"Yeah, you really have a lot of exes, 998." Wuma Xiu placed a hand on the other person's head, his tone light and casual. "I wonder when you're planning to dump me, the 999th one? You can do it anytime you want~"

Hmph, you're really something, saying something so ambiguous.

If he hadn't been there, some people might have really misunderstood.

"Ouch—it hurts! Go easy, go easy!" Su Qingci. "Host, with the force you're using right now, you'd have crushed the head of any other person. You need to be more careful in the future."

His skin has extremely high defensive capabilities.

But the host's current strength almost crushed his head.

Wuma Xiu abruptly released his grip.

"Oh, really?"

Su Qingci was adjusting his head, gradually correcting the other person's proportions, while muttering to herself:

"Yes, host, your strength is truly immense. It's estimated to be beyond the realm of human strength."

The God of God of Luck chimed in from the side:

"What's so strange about that? Although you're not a god yet, you've already experienced the power of gods firsthand, using Divine Power more than a hundred or two hundred times. This is perfectly normal."

That's perfectly normal.

Anyone would be the same; immersing oneself in controlling Gods and using Divine Power... any one of these experiences would be enough to transform a mortal.

Moreover, Wuma Xiu experienced it more than once or twice.

The reason it wasn't apparent before was mainly because the people around him weren't ordinary people.

Compared to them, his change is indeed quite ordinary.

However, this is something that most people wouldn't even dare to dream of.

I can't even imagine something this outrageous, let alone dream about it.

Mortals can't even see the face of Gods, let alone pretend to be one, and keep changing identities over and over again.

Su Qingci finally adjusted his head, shook it to make sure the proportions weren't off, and then breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Wuma Xiu, then at the two beside him, hesitated, and finally just put away his Spiked Club, muttering something.

"Consider this a small perk. As for the rest, it depends on your talent, host. Who knows, you might be able to..."

To become a god.

Becoming a god is something unattainable for most people.

But for Wuma Xiu, it was a fairly easy thing. It's just that none of the other Old Self had told him about it. Mainly, they didn't want to put any pressure on him; it was best to let things take their natural course.

There are two things that Wuma Xiu himself may not have realized.

He has a very poor sense of time.

Days passed, spring came and autumn went. Others might find it long and unbearable, but he was completely oblivious.

Sometimes when I close my eyes, it's still yesterday; when I open them, months have passed.

He never felt there was anything wrong with it.

Moreover, his face remained unchanged.

When he first became the God of Wine, he slept for seven years straight.

I've been in this world for almost ten years now.

But his face was still as youthful as when he first came into this world.

All these signs indicate that Wuma Xiu is drifting further and further away from humanity.

"What can I do?"

Wuma Xiu was puzzled and curious about the other party's abrupt halt in their words.

Su Qingci tilted her head and smiled:

"You could become Superman. Who knows, maybe later on, there will be a storyline where you, the host, save the world."

"Me, save the world?" Wuma Xiu frowned, his tone full of disdain. "Right now, I just hope those Old Self behave themselves and don't destroy the world."

He was thinking about those really difficult guys.

The Asura God and the Sea God are both troublesome.

But that's not something he needs to worry about right now.

They say that when the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up. Isn't luck about being short? Even if the sky falls, the first ones to be crushed are tall people like him.

Thinking about it this way, Wuma Xiu felt a little better.

However, the thought of the inevitable war between the Divine Realm and the Abyss gave him a headache again. It wasn't something that could be resolved by the sky falling down and killing a tall person.

If a war were to break out, how many Gods would be involved, how many temples would collapse, and how many mortals would suffer as a result?

The more he thought about it, the more his temples throbbed.

"Host, I'm heading back now. I probably won't be appearing again anytime soon. But if you need my help, feel free to call me anytime. I'll be there immediately."

"Go."

Su Qingci didn't say what she was going to do today, Wuma Xiu naturally didn't ask. In his view, even a system can have its own life.

Besides, he doesn't really need the other person anymore.

He could even take that Card Pool and draw from it himself if he wanted.

However, given his current situation, it would be best for him to go back.

"You two stand together."

Wuma Xiu pulled the God of Luck and the God of Wealth side by side.

His actions puzzled the two gods.

"What's going on? Are they trying to see who's taller?"

The God of Luck made a reasonable guess about this deceptive behavior of her own body.

"Of course not, who would do something so boring?"

Wuma Xiu rolled his eyes.

"I just want to go in. You all got me out together, so if I go back in, I need to go in with you all. You all stand together, and I'll squeeze through the middle of you, making it half on each side."

He was about to walk directly between the two of them when he suddenly stopped.

Wrong.

Why would he want to go back?

Wouldn't it be better to just try your luck at drawing a new character?

Yes.

Furthermore, if a divine war were to break out next, their side would have an extremely high chance of winning if they could draw upon that particular god.

"I've been thinking about it," Wuma Xiu withdrew his foot and turned around, "Lucky, you just laughed at me, so I'm not going back. I'm going to find the next one. But before that, give me a buff."

He stretched out his hands and placed them in front of the God of Wealth and the God of Luck.

"Alright, consider it an apology for what happened earlier."

God of Luck didn't hesitate and placed her hand on it.

The God of Wealth glanced at him again, somewhat uneasy. Even if the other party hadn't brought it up, he would have spoken up himself.

"Be careful." The God of Wealth placed his hand on it as well.

"Don't worry," Wuma Xiu smiled, "Even if I wanted to die, it would be difficult for me now."

Wuma Xiu entered the System Space.

The God of Wealth and the God of Luck exchanged a glance; they understood each other's thoughts.

The divine war between the Abyss and the Divine Realm is about to begin. Now, all the opponent can do is draw that card to minimize their losses. And the reason they want their buff is probably to draw that card of the God of Medicine.