"...You're here to register as an adventurer, right? I'll be your adventurer advisor. One of you had just become an adventurer and recklessly ran to the fifth floor, while the other ran to the fifth floor before even becoming an adventurer." Eina looked at Bell, then at Chen Luo. She had a feeling neither of them would be easy adventurers to deal with.
"Actually, no. I'm not here to register as an adventurer. I'm here to register a Familia," Chen Luo said, shaking his head.
"A Familia? Huh, you're a god?" Bell, standing beside him, was quite surprised.
"As you can see. Don't I look like one?" Chen Luo looked over his clothes.
"Oh, I really don't." After freezing for a moment, Chen Luo directly pulled out a halo and placed it over his head.
"No, there's no need to prove your identity like that. There are actually quite a lot of gods in Orario. But gods aren't allowed to enter the dungeon, are they?" Eina was concerned about something else.
Gods were no longer unusual these days. You could randomly grab someone selling sweet potato balls on the street, and they might be a god.
Ever since the first god descended a thousand years ago, gods had gradually come down from the Heavenly Realm to play a management game called the Dungeon.
That was right. To the gods, coming to the mortal world to experience life was no different from playing a game.
Gods were immortal beings beyond the ordinary. But Heaven was far too boring, while the lower world had plenty of entertainment to watch, so many gods came to the mortal realm and formed their own Familias.
Some gods had massive Familias and enjoyed lives of prosperity and wealth, while others had only a handful of Familia