Not to mention the Desolate God, even Qin Ze couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.
[Although I didn't understand, I was deeply shocked.]
I asked the goddess if it was related to the outbreak of the Strange Beast, and she replied that it was both related and unrelated.
[What kind of riddle teller?]
[I then reported to the goddess what had happened in the outside world during the years she had lived in seclusion, and revealed my plan to destroy the Star Gate.]
When the goddess heard that I was going to destroy the Star Gate, her reaction was not as strong as that of the other gods; instead, it was quite indifferent.
I asked the goddess if there was a better solution, but she only responded with silence.
[Goddess, oh goddess, what use are you?]
Qin Ze wholeheartedly agreed with Desolate God's criticism.
The Goddess of Life is, after all, one of the ancient gods. While people outside are fighting tooth and nail, she's still at home playing the role of a riddle teller.
I chatted with my crush for about an hour, and she did most of the talking while I listened.
I explained to her everything about the Land of Origin, the New Land, the current number of Strange Beast God, and detailed information.
Upon seeing this, Qin Ze couldn't help but sigh, "The Desolate God is truly a model worker in the Land of the Gods."
From the moment the first mythical beast was born in the Land of the Gods, he was busy with everything.
If the gods were to choose a leader, it would have to be the Desolate God; he is the undisputed choice.
Qin Ze moistened his fingertip with saliva and continued flipping through the pages.
[Regarding my report, the goddess did not give a direct answer; she only told me to do what I felt was right, and perhaps I could truly quell this turmoil.]
To be honest, I've always disliked riddle tellers.
If I weren't too weak to beat her, I'd really like to whip her ass!
[An hour later, the goddess excused herself, saying she was tired, and saw the guest out.]
[As I reached the door, she said her last words to me.]
" The Calamity of the Myriad Races is about to begin. I hope that when that day comes, you will kill me with your own hands."
[These are her exact words.]
[It's obvious the goddess really wants to die.]
This is the end of my diary; I can't flip through the rest.
Qin Ze was a little annoyed.
The Desolate God is so short, it just so happens to end here.
Putting away the Chronicle of Time, Qin Ze began to organize the information in his mind.
Calamity of the Myriad Races.
This is the second time he's seen this word today.
During the day, at the central lake Ring Mountains, the Fume-shroom said something similar to him before it perished.
A calamity capable of affecting Myriad Races of the Abyss —does it refer to the alien beasts?
Qin Ze shook his head.
He always felt it wasn't that simple.
If we exclude the threat of alien beasts, the only remaining entity capable of influencing the World of Myriad Races is the World Overlord.
However, the World Overlord is normally in a dormant state.
Unless the people of that world intentionally commit suicide or are targeted by the Shadow Organization of the Ancient Clan Alliance, the Dominator will not awaken.
Compared to the alien beasts, the World Overlord are safer and more stable.
Fume-shroom appeared in Qin Ze's mind.
Is it related to it?
Besides the Calamity of the Myriad Races, the Goddess of Life's behavior in today's diary is also quite strange.
She always gave the impression of wanting to die.
Qin Ze couldn't help but think of the Goddess of Life sleeping in the temple of the Land of Origin.
More accurately, she was sealed away.
Qin Ze now has a definitive answer regarding the "mastermind" who sealed her away.
Combining the contents of this diary with the power of the Desolate God on the temple gate.
Without a doubt, it was the work of the Desolate God.
It seems that the Desolate God did not kill her as the goddess requested, but instead sealed her away.
The goddess in the diary longed for death, but the goddess in the Land of Origin yearned for freedom.
It's such a contradiction.
There is also the Divine Tree of the Land of Origin.
Qin Ze opened his palm, and golden Divine Markings appeared.
To be honest, Qin Ze himself wasn't entirely sure what his current physical condition was.
The golden Source of God is entirely thanks to the Divine Tree.
But Qin Ze didn't believe in free lunches.
What role did the Divine Tree play in the ancient War of the Gods?
Qin Ze had hoped that the Desolate God's diary could help him find the answers.
But the more I looked, the more problems I encountered.
"Sigh~"
"Since things have come to this, let's focus on becoming stronger first."
Once you have the strength to solo a peak-level Fume-shroom, you won't even need to think about the answer to the question.
If you can't figure something out, just use your fists to solve it.
Qin Ze lay down on the bed, covered himself with the blanket, and spoke to his clones via the Local Area Network:
"Don't slack off, everyone! Strive to help me become a god as soon as possible!"
"When I attain enlightenment, you cattle and horses will also ascend to heaven."
"You'll also feel incredibly proud."
The clones. "..."
Sea Capital, the headquarters building of Black Mountain Biotechnology.
The middle-aged man paced anxiously back and forth in his top-floor office.
He loosened his tie and glanced at the clock on the wall every now and then, as if waiting for some important news.
thump thump thump--
A rapid knocking sounded at the door.
The middle-aged man immediately turned around and said, "Come in."
The personal assistant pushed open the door and entered.
"Boss, news from Snow City has arrived."
The middle-aged man asked impatiently, "How is it?"
The assistant's face was extremely grim. "It failed."
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man's eyes widened.
"It failed. Could it be that it wasn't awakened?"
The assistant plugged the USB drive into the computer. "This is the last footage transmitted from the scene."
"The evil god has successfully revived, but we have failed to control it."
The last scene on the computer screen showed the three doctors being turned into mincemeat.
The middle-aged man's face was ashen.
Where is the evil god now?
The assistant replied, "Dead."
"Dead?"
The middle-aged man nearly bit his tongue.
The assistant nodded. "The specifics are unclear. After all, none of our people survived, and all the equipment on site was destroyed."
"However, one thing is certain: the evil god is dead."
" The Inspection Team arrived at the scene quickly after the incident, where it was a complete mess; nothing was left except the body."
The middle-aged man leaned back in his chair and waved his hand. "I understand."
The assistant bowed and left the office.
Bang--
The middle-aged man suddenly squeezed the cup in his hand into powder.
He closed his eyes slightly, seemingly lost in thought.
Splash--
The office's floor-to-ceiling windows suddenly opened automatically to both sides.
A female musician, carrying a guqin in her arms and with her eyes covered by a white silk veil, slowly entered.
The middle-aged man, with his back to the Zither Woman, said coldly, "What brings Law Enforcement here? Do you have an appointment?"
"It's impolite to barge into someone's office without prior notice."
The Zither Woman said calmly, "From this moment forward, the Military Department and Law Enforcement will take full control of Otherworld No. Zero."
"You have one week to evacuate everyone from the company and hand over that gifted individual."
The middle-aged man remained silent.
After a moment, he turned his chair to face the Zither Woman.
"We have never prohibited other people from entering."
"We've invested so much into the Otherworld No. Zero, and now they want to kick us out and reap the rewards? What kind of logic is that?"
The Zither Woman said in a deep voice, "I'm not here today to discuss anything with you, but to inform you."
Zheng--
Suddenly, the sound of a zither rang out.