Who Would Give Whom a Reality Check Was Still Up in the Air

"Why is nobody talking now? Let's try again."

The Goddess of Beauty lay on the Moon God's lap, with a huge light screen floating in front of her. The content on the screen was the post that had been forwarded to the entire Star Network and was being watched by everyone.

He had just engaged in a heated debate with the scholars, rebuking each and every one of those who dared to contradict him.

The sharpness of their words and the blatant boasting angered a group of online trolls who left harsh comments in the comment section.

They all expressed their desire to meet him in person.

The Goddess of Beauty had never seen those gods, but she was not afraid of them at all.

Once it's real, who knows who's genuine and who's not?

He's not afraid of numbers either.

After all, he still has an Old Self.

Moreover, this Old Self also had a family to support, and he was offered a buy-one-get-three-free deal.

"You idiot, it's time to get up now, isn't it?"

The Sun God finally couldn't resist and stood in front of the Goddess of Beauty, hands on his hips, looking down at the guy who had occupied his brother for half a day.

As someone who is extremely devoted to his younger brother, he finds it unbelievable that he has been able to endure it for so long.

From the moment the Goddess of Beauty lay on his brother's lap, he was enduring it.

He was still enduring it when the Goddess of Beauty put her arm around his brother's waist.

When the Goddess of Beauty openly declared in the post, "The moon is mine now," he almost ripped the ceiling off the library.

This is already the last concession a brother-obsessed person can make.

Now, no matter what, the other party has to get out of his way.

The Sun God got to work. He bent down and reached out to pull the Goddess of Beauty directly off his brother's lap.

He calculated the time and estimated that the Star God and the Night God were already on their way. The Goddess of Beauty had caused such a commotion that the entire Star Network knew that a god was lying in the Moon God Palace, embracing the Moon God's brother.

Seriously, after what happened...

Are those who admire his brother perhaps harboring treacherous intentions again?

Furthermore, his plan to control Qi Shen must not fail at the last minute. He must remove this flamboyant fellow from his brother before the Star God and Night God arrive, and then take his place.

The Goddess of Beauty has indeed risen.

Before the Sun God could even touch him, he stood up on his own, which startled the Sun God for a moment.

So easy to talk to?

Wasn't he just stubbornly refusing to get up?

But the Sun God's relief lasted less than half a second.

As the Goddess of Beauty stood up, she also embraced the Moon God.

He wrapped one arm around the Moon God's waist and placed the other hand on Moon God shoulder, lifting Moon God off the couch and gently pressing her down onto his lap.

The Moon God blinked her silver eyelashes, but didn't struggle. She just looked at the Goddess of Beauty with a "what are you trying to do now?" gaze.

"You've been lying down for so long, now it's your turn to lie down."

The Goddess of Beauty curved her lips into a smile.

He would never mistreat himself, let alone anyone else.

Having enjoyed it myself, how could I possibly forget about my Old Self?

He and the Moon God Goddess are the same person.

He's done lying down, so naturally the Moon God should also lie down. It's fair, reasonable, and only right.

Of course, his main thoughts actually coincided with those of the Sun God. There were so many gods coming next.

This is simply a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The Goddess of Beauty revealed a mischievous expression, the corners of her lips curving upwards with a touch of childlike wickedness.

Actually, he wasn't always like this, but he couldn't escape the influence of his surroundings.

His confidant, God of Wine, enjoyed this kind of thing.

That guy just loves to cause trouble.

The Goddess of Beauty, influenced by what she saw and heard, sometimes couldn't resist trying out this kind of prank herself.

In short, you can't blame him; blame God of Wine.

The system, which hadn't been online for a long time, quietly peeked out.

[Host, isn't God of Wine also you?]

The Goddess of Beauty, who had just exposed its mistake, glanced at it.

[System, why can't you read my expression?]

The system's voice carried a sense of weariness, as if it had experienced a major blow:

[Host, I've been feeling down for a long time ever since you made me delete my life. I'm here today to advise you not to be so reckless.]

Being too reckless will get you beaten up.

While their host's face could indeed resolve most troubles, what if...?

What if you encounter someone who doesn't buy into that?

After Goddess of Beauty, beauty is not everything.

Even in the vast human world, there exist beings like eunuchs.

Among those Gods, there might be one or two similar ones, right?

It wasn't that it was being overly pessimistic; it was just that while the host's face could handle most troubles, what if something unexpected happened?

What if you happen to run into someone who doesn't buy into that?

What if the other party not only doesn't buy it, but also becomes psychologically distorted and develops a morbid resentment?

It had seen this kind of Gods before.

Unable to win in a direct confrontation, they resort to underhanded tactics.

Curses, traps, and using others to do one's dirty work... the tricks are endless and impossible to guard against.

What if the host accidentally offends such Gods, and the deity resorts to underhanded tactics?

The system is deeply concerned about this.

It felt like a worried old mother, watching her flamboyant host parading around everywhere, constantly worried that the other would get sacked.

[Where did I goof off?]

The Goddess of Beauty countered with a question.

He felt he had been very restrained today.

He neither demolished the temple nor beat up his suitors.

He even thoughtfully gave the Old Self Moon God a lap pillow; by all accounts, he seems like a kind and understanding Gods.

[Host, the Star God and the Night God are here. I'd better keep quiet.]

The system retreated into the depths of its consciousness, hiding itself completely. Although it knew perfectly well that the Star God and the Night God could not perceive its existence, the residual PTSD still made it tremble slightly.

However, according to its reasoning...

Soon, the Goddess of Beauty's portrayal level should be maxed out, at which point the host can draw another disguise.

Its energy is also increasing. With each role-playing task completed, its level rises. Although it is still an insignificant little system, if it continues to develop at this pace, it will eventually join the ranks of the big players.

The system was so moved it almost cried.

If only I had bound myself to this host from the beginning, I wouldn't have taken those detours.

It has long since become a major player in the unification of China.

There's no need to start all over again from scratch.

But life doesn't offer hindsight, and neither does destiny.

It silently wiped away a non-existent tear, and prayed that its host would restrain itself a little today.