Big Rat looked up at the man before him.
The other man seemed to conceal countless mysteries. Big Rat prided himself on being able to easily see through anyone.
Yet he could not see through even a tenth of the mysteries surrounding this man.
But he was certain of one fact: this man could destroy the entire world with ease.
This was an instinctive certainty.
Like seeing a sharp guillotine, one did not need to test it to know it could cut off one's head.
What had he come here for? Why had this Deity sought him out? At that thought, Big Rat suddenly felt a surge of pride.
No matter what, his name would remain behind.
Because he was a man sought out by a Deity.
When people recorded the Deity's deeds, they would surely add a line like this: "One day, the Deity saw a man named Big Rat, found him interesting, and turned him into a real rat."
He was already satisfied.
Just then, the sky suddenly darkened.
Big Rat raised his head to look at the sky.
He was now looking at the heavens from a rat's perspective.
A black book appeared in the sky.
The book was thick and enormous, like a house.
Big Rat knew that meant its true size must be terrifyingly huge.
After all, he still understood the concept that things looked larger nearby and smaller at a distance.
"God, what is that?" Big Rat had just said Wenren Sheng could not possibly be a god, yet now he had changed his tune.
People were simply that adaptable and changeable.
"That is a book, an illustrated guide used to collect all kinds of monsters. You can call it the Monster Compendium," Wenren Sheng answered casually.
Collector had descended.
Yes, it had descended