"You mean, we should find someone to play the Radiant Knight—a demigod of the Holy Light? A demigod?!"
Senior Brother Juan spoke in clipped, emphatic bursts, as if afraid Jia Xiu would not hear him clearly.
"You do realize that even among crimes of blaspheming the Holy Light, this counts as the especially blasphemous kind, right? This is no longer a question of whether we'll die, but when we'll get to die. Our business has only just reached this scale—I still want to enjoy life."
The Holy Light Church's reputation was simply too terrifying. Jia Xiu had barely mentioned it, yet he had already scared Juan half to death.
"Is there a possibility," Jia Xiu said, "that we aren't looking for someone to play the Radiant Knight—"
Before he could finish, Senior Brother Juan let out a shrill scream that cracked his voice.
"You want to secretly film a demigod!"
Then he looked at Jia Xiu with admiration. "I knew it! Beneath that scholarly exterior of yours lies a heart brimming with the spirit of adventure!"
"No, this has nothing to do with adventure."
Many scientists did indeed possess quite a spirit of adventure, their research histories filled with all manner of ruthless stunts.
Others simply failed to recognize the danger because of the limits of what was known during their time. They thought everything was fine, only for people looking back later to realize they had survived by sheer luck.
But none of that had anything to do with Jia Xiu.
He was not about to take risks.
"I'm fairly familiar with the Radiant Knight."
To be cautious, Jia Xiu said "fairly familiar." In truth, among all humans still alive, it would be difficult to find anyone more familiar with Justina than him.
"Oh! I get it. Secretly filming