"What True Deity?" Huangfu Miaomiao looked up and asked.
Feng Ling unhurriedly turned and walked back into the room. "I just checked on the marked Rat Monsters and finally figured out why these rats like transporting corpses."
Everyone looked over.
"Why transport corpses?" Ye Zheng asked with a frown.
The corners of Feng Ling's lips lifted slightly. "For tribute. I saw the Wandering Deity Procession stop before an altar table. The Pseudo-God in the procession squatted on top of it and ate meat. That meat was the rats we killed."
Xu Yiming was startled. "So the rats in this Maze are deliberately feeding the Labyrinth Master?!"
Then he felt something was off and frowned. "But if they wanted to feed the Labyrinth Master, couldn't they just go directly to the Mountain? Why do something so unnecessary?"
"It is rather strange." Feng Ling tilted her head in thought. "But I don't think I saw it wrong. That table was an altar table, the corpses placed on it were tributes, and the Wandering Deity Procession brought the False Deity here. Once it had filled its stomach, it went back, which is why it's a Pseudo-God. If it were a True Deity, how could it get hungry?"
As Feng Ling spoke, she smiled and teased, "When rats are hungry, they can pray to gods not to be hungry anymore. But what does a deity do when it's hungry? Who does it pray to?"
The deities of legend lived on wind and dew, having long transcended the mortal world, so naturally they would not feel hunger. Yet the Maze's creations still followed the most basic biological laws and needed food and rest.
Li Qing spoke up. "In ancient times, commoners would sacrifice livestock to the gods to avoid disasters. There were even cases of