Barren Actions

Mom, I want to go home...

Surrounded by a group of Supreme, peculiar "entities" beyond his comprehension, Tang Chuan felt immense pressure.

Fortunately, the Divine Seat and the black crystal in his mind could block their scrutiny, thus avoiding the danger of his thoughts being stolen or his identity being exposed.

Huh? How did I know that?

With no time to think further, Tang Chuan sat down on the divine position under the gaze of the Supreme Main Gods.

He maintained a lazy, nonchalant expression, propping his chin with one hand. As if by instinct, he uttered in a similarly obscure syllable, "Strength and weakness are meaningless."

He could faintly sense that more than half of the Supreme Main Gods had shifted their gaze away from him.

However, a few were still scrutinizing him with suspicion, including the entity with eyes and tentacles growing on a tumor.

After glancing at the bizarre items Tang Chuan was adorned with, it asked in an obscure syllable, "Why bring these meaningless things?"

Tang Chuan gave it a perfunctory glance.

Gag!

He really wanted to vomit.

No normal human could comprehend or tolerate such an anti-aesthetic entity. Its shape was more disgusting than a mixture of internal organs, more incomprehensible than the convoluted rules of the universe, and more terrifying than the howling of beasts in the dark night.

Forcing down the urge to bend over and vomit, Tang Chuan averted his gaze from the entity and replied, "To cultivate a new god, to add a bit of personality."

If you asked Tang Chuan what he was saying, he himself wasn't entirely sure!

But a vague feeling told him that such an answer would be most beneficial to him, so he responded accordingly.

The entity squirmed slightly, its eyes and tentacles wriggling like large boils on fat, making Tang Chuan not even want to glance at it, for fear of his stomach churning out in the next moment.

This posture should be similar to a "nod" in human communication.

The tumorous entity withdrew its gaze and said, "A good idea, Barren Actions, Abundant Personality."

This bizarre way of expression was indeed difficult to adapt to.

But fortunately, Tang Chuan could vaguely understand it.

The meaning was roughly: The idea is good; although the actions are meaningless, they are very individualistic.

He nodded and said no more, his hand propping his chin slightly obscuring his peripheral vision towards the tumorous entity.

Seeing that he had stopped speaking, the other Supreme entities also ceased their scrutiny.

"Let's begin."

The entity whose cells were galaxies and had three faces and eight arms said so.

The other Supreme entities also made "nodding" gestures in their own ways.

Tang Chuan naturally could not stand aside and gave a slight nod.

The galaxy-celled entity surveyed everyone and said, "I will organize this time. Another new cosmic era has passed. Gathering your thoughts, we have thirty-nine matters and issues.

First, in the last new cosmic era, one entity reached the High-God level of the main universe, named: Pelonifama.

Three entities reached the God level, named: Moklakka, Yeta, and Nongxi.

According to the Main God Codex, Gods who transcend all ordered rules of the main universe and touch upon unordered rules need members of the Main God Hall to crown them. Who will go?"

The planet-like entity spoke, "I have had contact with Nongxi. I can go."

The mist-like entity said, "I can go with the other two."

The galaxy-celled entity nodded and said, "Then it is settled. Also, one entity transcended the High-God level, which is the greatest crystallization of the last new cosmic era. It requires three or more members of the Main God Hall to liberate the rules for him in the core of the universe and include him in the reserve list of the Main God Hall. I can go. Who will go for the other two?"

The various Supreme Gods exchanged glances, none volunteering.

After a moment.

The tumorous entity squirmed and said, "Calamity and I will go."

The Supreme Gods nodded, then their gazes converged on Tang Chuan again.

Tang Chuan slowly lowered the hand propping his chin and said indifferently, "I'm not going. Find someone else."

To crown them?

Liberate rules?

Include him in the reserve list of the Main God Hall?

He understood the general meaning!

But how was he supposed to do it?

And what was he supposed to do when he got there?

He had no idea!

The tumorous entity asked in surprise, "Aren't we a unified attribute?"

This question meant, aren't we the best partners?

Did you forget our days running hand-in-hand under the sunset?

A feeling arose from the depths of the void, and a hazy veil was lifted. Tang Chuan largely understood that he and the tumor-like entity had a good relationship and had acted together many times.

It was precisely because of their good relationship that the tumor-like entity had agreed on his behalf without Tang Chuan's consent.

According to his usual impression, as long as he asked, the Calamity Supreme God rarely refused.

Tang Chuan snapped back to reality and cursed inwardly, 'Could I get a better bro?'

It's not that my subjective consciousness is biased against you; it's my body and genes. Seeing you makes my hair stand on end, fills me with dread, and makes me want to vomit!

Tang Chuan suppressed his physical discomfort and smiled at the tumor-like entity, "My main body is currently undergoing analysis and thought. This clone is not suitable for the coronation at this moment."

The tumor-like entity gave Tang Chuan a "resentful" look, or rather, many looks, and said, "Then let's switch. Who will go with me?"

After speaking, its irregular eyes all looked at Tang Chuan and asked, "How long will the thought process last? I have something to share."

This meant: When will your main body finish its seclusion? I've found some good things over the years, and I'd like to invite you to my place to enjoy them together.

Tang Chuan's hair stood on end, but he still pondered and shook his head, "Undoubtedly the best partnership. You can keep half. I still need to think for a very, very long time. If I don't get to wait, give it to me."

This meant: You're undeniably a good brother. It's amazing you found good things and still want to share them with me! However, I don't know how long it will take for my main body to return. If I can't wait, then see how it goes and give it to this clone!

Although he didn't know what good things they were, anything treasured by such a supreme entity must be incredibly rare in the infinite universe.

Even though he was still confused about the current situation, he knew it was something very good, so he'd have it reserved for him first!

Perhaps he'd find a use for it later?

The tumor-like entity squirmed and said, "Okay."

At this moment, perhaps unable to bear watching this pair of best friends being so affectionate, a Sovereign spoke up, "Count me in."

The galaxy-cell entity nodded and said, "Alright, so be it. The second matter: a quarter of a new cosmic era ago, there were conflicts among High-Gods that escalated and lasted for a long time. In the core of the main universe, the frequency of disordered rules mixed together increased, leading to a decrease in the number of newly born universes and an increase in barren universes.

To maintain a balanced ecosystem, some parts of the Main God Codex need to be reissued or revised to limit the simultaneous escalation of conflicts among multiple High-Gods and to resolve the length of the timelines drawn out by these conflicts.

Please state your opinions."

The mist-like entity said, "Conflicts should be kept away from the universe's core. If the number of participants exceeds ten, assistance can be requested from the Main God Hall for arbitration."

Other Supreme Main Gods also offered their views, one by one.

After Tang Chuan roughly understood the situation, to maintain his persona, he calmly stated, "The Main God Hall can arbitrate, reducing the number and frequency of conflicts, or limit the length of the main universe's timeline for conflicts. If unsuccessful, punishment can be meted out."

His bro, the tumor-like supreme entity, also squirmed and said, "I agree with Calamity!"

Tang Chuan lowered his head, closed his eyes, raised a hand, and gave his bro a thumbs-up, indicating, 'A true bro is a true bro! We're forever the best partners!'

He didn't care if the tumor-like entity could understand.

Tang Chuan truly couldn't hold back any longer. He couldn't look at it anymore. Goosebumps had covered his body, his hair stood on end, his stomach churned with acid, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot.

If they continued to exchange "affectionate glances," his entire genetic makeup would tremble!

Gods, when will this meeting ever end?