"You think we're gods? I'd like to ask, why do you believe that?" Chu Xun adjusted his glasses and asked the rat people.
The snakes and rats throughout the room spoke in unison. "The gods we have seen and dreamed of looked just like you. In our dreams, the gods told us that the newly chosen god would fulfill our desires."
Fan Zhanwei said in an even tone, "Question one: What is your definition of a god? Please describe it on both an abstract and concrete level. Question two: What is the process and method for selecting a god? Please provide the source of your information."
"A god is a god—a great being capable of fulfilling all our desires. Only They can save us." The rat people's voices overlapped in surging echoes. "The gods told us in our dreams that the victor of the Beast Arena games would become a new god at the feast of death."
Dong Xiwen narrowed his eyes and muttered, "You're saying you saw it in a dream, so I guess I have no choice but to believe you..."
The girl named Qin Mu hugged her cat-face mask and waved at the rat people. "You can come a little closer. It's not like we'll eat you... Oh, right. You've all dreamed of gods, so why didn't you just ask the god you dreamed of to save you?"
The rat people simultaneously raised their paws to cover their faces and said in anguish, "The old god has no desires and no longer needs ours. They abandoned us, only telling us, 'Use desire to forge an idol for the new god, and every wish and request shall come true.'"
The red venomous snakes filling the room began twisting frantically, like aquatic plants at the bottom of a lake