Gao Gong lowered his head, and his chest suddenly felt tight as he took a headbutt.
But the strange part was that his head remained where it was, while his lower body—in other words, both feet—was still standing in place.
Only his chest, struck by the petite figure, began stretching backward without end.
The scene was exceedingly bizarre.
It looked like a gag from some comedy manga.
It was also the standard "pulling noodles" maneuver under black hole conditions.
Gravity powerful enough to inspire terror would cause the gaps between atoms to stretch endlessly.
Gao Gong was furious.
After finally pulling back his upper body, which had stretched several light-years away, he delivered a chestnut with the back of his hand.
"I freaking gave you both godheads. All you had to do was perform some basic virtual programming, and you came up with this pile of crap?"
The head opposite him caved in under the chestnut, then returned to normal a moment later.
But then she thought better of it.
She had to show that she had admitted her mistake.
She rubbed the back of her head, and a cone-shaped lump swelled up several meters high.
Xiao Yu's current state was also extremely bizarre.
She looked somewhat like a boneless noodle person.
Her physique fell somewhere between three-dimensional and two-dimensional.
Her hands, feet, and head trembled and swayed at the same time.
She seemed to be dancing some tacky seaweed dance.
She defended herself while trembling.
"Boss, hardly anyone usually comes over here. It's fine to make a 'human model' however. But when you told me to fight, I fought properly."
Gao Gong sighed.
With a casual wave, the godhead of Form was summoned, accompanied by myriad divine radiance.
Those rays of light were like countless invisible hands, waving through