He Ao did not look at Andawier. Instead, he raised his gaze slightly and looked toward the distant ruined city. "What can you give me?"
"Wealth, power, knowledge, life," Andawier said calmly. "Whatever you want, I can give it to you."
"Then I want the knowledge to advance to Pseudo-God," He Ao paused and asked with interest. "Can you give me that?"
Hearing this question, Andawier paused slightly. He raised his head, looked at He Ao, and narrowed his eyes. "I didn't expect you to have reached this point."
Then he continued naturally, "Of course I have that knowledge. You should know that I am a bona fide Pseudo-God. I even possess several Pseudo-God-level Talent Sequence formulas. If you tell me your Talent Sequence, I might be able to give you the relevant formula directly."
"I want all of them," He Ao said directly.
Andawier's expression stiffened.
After a brief silence, he laughed. "You really are greedy."
"But I need to tell you," he glanced at He Ao, "Pseudo-God-level knowledge is not something one can casually learn. The more you know, the more likely you are to draw the gods' attention. You need to understand that at our level, without sufficient power, any intervention from a god is unbearable."
"I don't mind being watched a little," He Ao said casually with a shrug.
He had so many gods watching him that he could not even count them all.
Hearing this, Andawier froze for a moment. He raised his head and looked at He Ao, disbelief flickering in his eyes. He was clearly somewhat shocked. "It has been many years since I heard such arrogant words."
He paused slightly. "You're not very old, are you? You probably haven't encountered anything related to gods yet. You don't know how terrifying gods are.