Hassu had stared wide-eyed at Hao Ren from beginning to end as he busied himself, but in truth, he had already been unable to keep up for several minutes. He watched the three people before him discuss things with great enthusiasm, yet felt as though he couldn't understand a single word. Now, seeing Hao Ren pull a pile of broken bowls, pen shafts, and half a brick from his magical pocket, he finally couldn't hold back and asked, "You... weren't you affected by the Disc?"
He thought Hao Ren had cracked under the pressure.
Hao Ren had just taken out his God Contract and was looking at the A4-printed pages, sighing over how quickly time passed, when Hassu's words made him pause. "Huh?"
"You're planning to use those things..." Hassu pointed at the inferior printed pages in Hao Ren's hand. "Seal the Sun Disc?"
"We won't know until we try." Hao Ren nodded solemnly, but he was actually brimming with confidence. This wasn't the first time he had used the divinity carried by these contracts to solve a problem. Although the things Goddess Sister had given him were always bizarre, their reliability had never failed him.
Hassu immediately began considering whether he should knock Hao Ren unconscious before the Disc's influence drove him completely out of control. But Hao Ren had already walked toward the altar on his own. He took out his God Contract and held it toward the Sun Disc—the golden disc. The golden disc had a diameter of ten meters, making Hao Ren beneath it look like a tiny insect that could be crushed at any moment. Yet as he raised the pages toward the disc, the latter immediately gave off an incredible sound.
The sound was impossible to describe. It sounded like a sigh, yet also