However, only Hao Ren knew about the secret connection between Vivian and the Creation Goddess. Everyone else was utterly confused. They felt that the indigenous man before them must have gotten something wrong—perhaps there just happened to be someone in this world who resembled Vivian but held a lofty position. That was the most plausible explanation they could come up with. Hao Ren knew explaining the truth would be troublesome, so he simply changed the subject. "Vivian, just play along for now."
Vivian was covered in question marks. "Play along with what?"
"Pretend you're really awesome," Hao Ren whispered beside Vivian's ear before walking over to the man. "Stand up. We have some questions for you."
Vivian followed behind him in a daze. After a long while, she muttered to herself, "But I'm already really powerful. I'm over ten thousand years old..."
The "tribal warrior" was still trapped in immense confusion. His gaze kept shifting between Vivian and Heiserana, though he paid even more attention to the short blade beside him. Its red glow had been flickering ever since, growing increasingly bright as Vivian and Heiserana approached. Hao Ren pointed at the short blade. "What's going on with this?"
The "tribal warrior" ignored Hao Ren completely. He merely bowed his head fearfully toward Vivian. "Goddess, why have you descended?"
Vivian stood frozen for a long moment. Unable to hold back, Hao Ren secretly poked her arm. "He's talking to you. Hurry up and make something up."
"Um... oh," Vivian said, her face a mess of confusion. She was truly not good at deceiving people like this. "I... I came down to take a look. I was just passing by. Just passing by."
The "tribal warrior" did not seem to mind her inexplicable answer in the slightest. His reverent posture remained