The Gods' Limitations
"What you're saying is... Although I said I would only give you one chance to ask me a question, I never said I would leave after answering the question."
The simple line drawing of Crow hopping around says...
Lin Yu looked at the Crow on his wrist, raised an eyebrow, and said, "You actually played a word Game."
"Hehe, you've gone too far! I really didn't expect you to dare use me, Deity, and Deity with 'illusory' Authority, as a stepping stone, manipulating the Game Rules..."
Hearing the Crow say that, Lin Yu chuckled, "If you could figure it out, wouldn't I have failed?"
"Indeed, it was precisely because I didn't expect you to be so audacious that you succeeded—but since the 'Death game' itself didn't react to your actions, there shouldn't be any problem."
Hearing what the Crow said, Lin Yu nodded.
"Indeed... but, you're not going to be constantly on my wrist from now on, are you?"
Lin Yu looked at the Crow, which still showed no sign of leaving, and asked cautiously.
The Crow asked curiously, "Why would you ask that? Don't you welcome my continued existence? -- Having a Deity you can talk to at any time would be very beneficial to you, wouldn't it?"
Lin Yu looked at him, then politely said, "Of course you're not welcome. What's the difference between this and constantly spying on me? Get lost."
"Moreover, I've now discovered that the marks of Deity are extremely rare, and they are very conspicuous on many high-ranking individuals, which is very disadvantageous for me in switching between various identities."
The Crow, unperturbed by Lin Yu's insults, simply pecked at itself and said, "Just kidding. Even for Deity of my rank, communicating with you across worlds and ensuring the mark doesn't disappear is extremely taxing."
"Do you really think I can just stay on top of you and chat with you forever?"
Lin Yu looked at the smug Crow and curled his lip. "Fine, you've successfully tricked me. Now we're even."
How much longer will you exist?
The Crow looked at Lin Yu: "I'll have less than a second left after I finish speaking."
As soon as the words were spoken, the Crow's mark faded and disappeared.
Lin Yu looked at his wrist, which had regained its smoothness, and sighed helplessly.
"They really can't stand to suffer even the slightest loss."
It seems that the fact that he gained "belief" by Fraud Him has left this God of Change somewhat resentful.
The other party must have expended some energy, continuing to communicate with me for a while after the questioning ended, specifically to "get back at me."
However, this also confirmed Lin Yu once again...
"As expected, not only are Deity unable to interfere with the 'Death game,' but they also find it difficult to interfere with matters in another world."
This may be the reason, considering that various Deity are seeking "representatives" in different ways.
"The actions and behaviors of Deity must be subject to some kind of Rule... Considering that Shen Bingmiao and the 'Grandmaster' have both vaguely mentioned that the higher the rank, the more restrictions there are, it seems that in any world, obtaining higher power and rank also means more restrictions—this is some kind of universal Law."
"I just don't know if this has any connection to the 'Death game'."
As Lin Yu encountered more and more high-level Player and NPCs, he felt that the "Death game" was more like a special Rule and will that transcended the "Ten Realms," including the world he was in.
Although this "Game" has no independent consciousness, it seems to have some hidden "purpose"—it is not simply to give those who do not want to die but die unexpectedly another chance, as described in the original "Scarlet Letter".
Lin Yu pondered, but soon shook his head, deciding to stop thinking about these long-term matters.
Although he has advanced to "Tier 2" and acquired four [Professional Item], which in a sense can be considered as "entering the inner sanctum", it can be said that he has barely joined the ranks of "high-end Player".
However, these high-level questions, which involve the essence of the "Death game," are beyond the grasp of my "Tier 2" level.
The questions that even the Deity avoid discussing are hardly something for a "Tier 2" Player like myself to worry about.
"Let's get some rest first!"
Lin Yu stretched and prepared to dispose of the basin of water he had used to cut his wrists earlier before washing up and going to bed.
After opening the door, Lin Yu suddenly saw a flash of light and heard a faint sound coming from the living room.
"What's going on?"
Lin Yu frowned, picked up Old Zheng and Hannah, and silently walked towards the living room with the Bone Blade in his hand.
Lin Yu knew that ever since he joined "Order" and officially merged the identity of "May May" with himself, his home was no longer absolutely safe.
Although "Order" promised to provide some protection for the families of its members, and with the overt "Tycoon" and the covert Shen Bingmiao, Jiang City was indeed the safest city for ordinary Player...
But Lin Yu didn't dare gamble on that one in ten thousand chance.
He slowly peeked out, about to ask Old Zheng who the newcomer was, but suddenly swallowed his words.
Because he could clearly see the scene in the living room.
Lin Yu reluctantly turned on the light.
"Smack!"
The living room lights came on brightly. Lin Yu looked at Lin Zhao, who was standing in front of the refrigerator with two Dumplings stuffed in his mouth, and said helplessly.
At this moment, Lin Zhao's already round face became even rounder.
"Sis, what are you doing, buzzing around like a mouse in the middle of the night?"
Lin Zhao swallowed the Dumplings in his mouth with difficulty and said guiltily, "I just suddenly got a little hungry, and I thought there were some leftover Dumplings in the refrigerator, so I came to eat a couple to fill my stomach."
Lin Yu sighed, "Can't you make something fresh? Why do you have to eat leftovers?"
"The soundproofing in our neighborhood isn't good. It's really disturbing to cook and chop vegetables in the middle of the night. Besides, I thought you were already asleep," Lin Zhao said emphatically.
"At least blanch the Dumplings before eating... I don't even know when you made Dumplings."
Lin Yu said helplessly, while Lin Zhao pursed his lips.
"And you're one to talk! How long has it been since you came home for dinner? We haven't seen you since summer vacation started, and you haven't come to help at the shop either... You must be too busy to work."
As he spoke, Lin Zhao opened the refrigerator door and took out a whole plate of Dumplings.
"Are you going to eat it or not? If you are, I'll just heat it up a bit."
Lin Yu initially wanted to refuse, but after thinking it over, he nodded silently.
"Good."
Lin Zhao walked into the kitchen. Although the soundproofing in the old neighborhood was not good, boiling water to scald Dumplings was not enough to disturb the neighbors.
Before long, a plate of boiled Dumplings was served, along with two bowls of Dumplings soup with some filling and dumpling wrappers—clearly, a few Dumplings had broken while Lin Zhao was boiling Dumplings.
Lin Yu and Lin Zhao sat facing each other, slowly eating Dumplings.
I made two kinds of Dumplings: vegetarian with three kinds of seafood and pork with chives.
"These Dumplings taste different from usual."
"A steamed bun is just as good as a brand new one, so eat yours! Why are you being so picky!"
"No, it tastes especially good today."
"Oh, maybe it's because this batch of leek sprouts and leeks is fresh."