The Real World? So everything he had experienced really had been virtual... Not surprising at all... Richard listened, looked at the man before him, and showed little change in expression as he calmly asked, "What should I call you?"
"Me? You can call me Richard," the other replied.
"Richard?" Richard stared at him blankly, unable to stop himself from raising an eyebrow... This guy's laziness seemed to exceed his imagination. Having an identical body was one thing, but he could not even be bothered to change the name...
"Of course, considering we have the same name, you can call me by another name—Ke Rui Te," the other added.
Ke Rui Te? Hearing that, Richard looked at the man who called himself "Ke Rui Te" and blinked... Based on his previous research, he had already deciphered the language the other used fairly thoroughly. If he was not mistaken, that language was a hybrid, formed from numerous languages such as English, French, German, Russian, Wizard World Language, and the common language of the Ancient Wizard Civilization. Or, put another way, the other had split part of his own language apart and turned it into the many languages of the virtual world.
It was through this that he had mastered the spell for leaving the world. And it was through this that he could determine that the man's self-proclaimed "Ke Rui Te" was not an ordinary name.
If "Ke Rui Te" were written in Earth's common language—English—it would be create, or creator. The latter meant a creator, while the former meant creation, the beginning of all spells in the Wizard World.
So the other was calling himself the "Creator"? There was not much wrong with that. In a sense, after all, he was the God of Creation.
Or perhaps he was simply too