Ancient Spirit keenly caught the issue in Little White's words.
He had thought only Little White had been tragically turned into a system and sent to complete the Heavenly Realm's newbie missions.
Who would have thought that all newly ascended gods had been kicked out to search for the Destined One!
This arrangement...
Really did fit those old bastards' style.
Little White slapped his thigh when he heard that:
"Isn't that exactly it!
It took me over a hundred years to find out too...
Damn it, there are as many transmigrators as hairs on an ox, and systems come in every strange variety.
And as far as I know, not a single Destined One has been found so far..."
Ancient Spirit's eyes widened slightly:
"I'm guessing those transmigration phenomena were also caused by some unreliable immortal...
So you lot were basically sent out to clean up their mess?"
"Slap!"
The moment Little White heard that, he clapped his hands in wholehearted agreement:
"Isn't that exactly what you said!
This speculation had long existed among the field agents sent out like me to search for the Destined One.
We even sounded out some High Gods.
Apparently, one High God felt so bad for how miserable we were that he accidentally revealed a hint of his attitude through his microexpressions.
That was enough to explain everything!
What kind of official god employment mission was this?
How was this any different from labor dispatch among humans?
There wasn't even any pay. They just dangled an empty promise in front of you. Tell me, wasn't that infuriating?"
After basically understanding Little White's situation, Ancient Spirit could no longer laugh.
It wasn't that he didn't want to laugh. Little White was simply too miserable, and mocking him at a time like this...
Would have been