"Subordinate God... Subordinate God..."
Old Li kept muttering the words, then suddenly narrowed his eyes. "Going by that, would that high school senior-year nightmare you and what's-his-name created count as a Subordinate God of the God of Nightmares?"
"It should count as a Subordinate God of the Dream System. Who'd have thought that a move we'd made as a spare play for the buffer period would become the one most likely to bear fruit..."
Feng Xue couldn't help feeling a little wistful. It was kind of like back when he'd been in prison and tried to get Traits like Alchemist, Blacksmith, or Manufacturer, only to end up with Money Printer instead.
"Look on the bright side. At least you've got a path that's actually right." Old Li sounded envious, but Feng Xue shook his head. "I don't think this is what you'd call the 'right path.'"
"Oh?" After confirming Feng Xue wasn't just humblebragging, Old Li perked up. He'd watched Feng Xue rise to prominence, so naturally, he wouldn't dismiss his ideas.
"How should I put it... It's just a hunch. There are plenty of so-called gods in this world, and based on the paths to godhood several countries have revealed so far, ordinary humans can become gods, too. So why does the Tower of Babylon take such a long detour, insisting that Weird Tales like us first become real, then enter this world and become Weird Tales here?"
Old Li had considered Feng Xue's question. Anyone who knew anything about the 121st Floor Challenge would have thought about it, too. But no one had an answer.
There was simply too little to go on. Unless you were a "Wise Person" who'd seen the script in advance, it was hard to draw any conclusions from so few clues.
Even if