"Give me a drop of blood."
The Star God thought for a moment and said, "Let me calculate for you and see if I can deduce any useful information."
The matter that the Theater God and the Battle God discussed is, in some ways, quite serious.
Even an upright official finds it difficult to settle family disputes; could it be that there are problems within the Battle God's family?
But at their level, they can see the connection between blood relatives at a glance. The connecting lines from the depths of their blood are more accurate than the results of any sophisticated instrument.
Therefore, the excerpt from the opera that the Theater God mentioned is most likely not a problem with the Battle God's household.
"Cough cough!"
The Theater God coughed lightly twice, then casually swept his right hand to the side, knocking the thermos to the ground.
"Oh dear, how could I be so careless? The thermos cup fell to the ground."
"Looks like I'm really getting old; I'm even making such a basic mistake."
The Star God watched the Theater God's actions, a glint in his eyes, and he seemed to understand something.
"Battle God, barring any unforeseen circumstances, this shouldn't happen anytime soon."
"At least this proves that the foreshadowing in the opera ' The White Silk Robe' has nothing to do with your inspection tour of Huaxia."
"Or rather, this excerpt from the opera doesn't apply to you."
"Is it related to the people around you?"
"..."
Then, the Star God fell silent.
"Give me a drop of blood, and I'll do a divination!"
The Battle God nodded slightly, then his right hand, like a knife, gently sliced across his left hand, and blood radiating powerful energy began to drip continuously.
"One drop is enough, why did you make so much?"
With a wave of his right hand, the Star God caused all of the Battle God's blood to float in the air.
Then a drop of blood fell into his hand, and in the darkness, a stellar power acted upon the blood of the Battle God.
"Isn't that just in case?"
The Battle God said, "If it's not enough, at least I won't hurt myself again."
The Star God said speechlessly, "Do you think divination is like haggling in a business transaction? If you can't get a result the first time you try to divine something or a direction, do you have to do it a second time?"
"If this direction doesn't work, let's use another drop of blood to try another direction!"
"..."
These words instantly lowered the prestige of his Star Divination.
However, if we really can't get any useful information from the divination, then we can only follow the Battle God's advice and try again from a different angle.
Beside him, Su Wen watched the Star God begin his divination and the Battle God wait anxiously, his consciousness immersed in the Wealth Disrupts Space-Time.
The excerpt from the opera that the old master of Theater God mentioned does indeed represent and foreshadow something rather ominous.
Whether the Battle God is the protagonist or a supporting character in this short play, the ending... doesn't seem to be very good.
Since that's the case, and since the learning process in the sub- Sub-Space-Time can't be completed overnight anyway.
When you're tired of studying, take some time to find out about the Battle God's experiences; it'll be a good way to relax.
[You, the self-satisfied God of Wealth of Wealth, put down the book you were holding, "Martial Dao: A Typological Combination of Secret Medicines and Science," and looked up at Du Guowei to ask if the Battle God had any dark secrets from the past?]
[Du Guowei seemed somewhat stunned upon hearing your words.]
[Regarding the current Battle God, the leader of the Huaxia region, he only knew of his great achievements; he truly knew nothing about the Battle God's scandals.]
[The Wealth Spirit, bored, was summoning otherworldly beings nearby. Upon hearing your words, its eyes lit up and it ran over.]
He stated bluntly that even if the Battle God had any scandals, they would definitely be sealed away, and they shouldn't have the authority to access them.
[However, as God-Prefixed Heavenly Mandate Bearer, and a comrade-in-arms of the Battle God, checking out some dirt or inquiring about some interesting tidbits shouldn't be a problem for you.]
After thinking for a moment, Cai Meng told you what she knew about the Battle God's dark secrets.
[At a victory banquet celebrating a successful repelling of an invading alien race, the Battle God was overjoyed and opened a bottle of fine wine treasured for ten thousand years by the Blazing Plume Clan, sharing it with everyone.]
[However, as the drinking progressed, Battle God became extremely excited.]
[Then they had others perform, and while everyone was having a great time, suddenly the great Battle God, holding a wine bottle, leaped up and dove into a nearby trash can.]
[After the Battle God sobered up, he vehemently denied the matter and ordered the relevant personnel to delete the video footage from the victory celebration.]
[And to maintain the dignity of the Battle God, they consciously downplayed the incident afterward.]
[But since you, the God of Wealth, have asked about this matter and inquired about the Battle God's dirty laundry, then, in the spirit of being responsible to the God of Wealth, they should answer all questions without reservation.]
[You've heard the Star God mention the Battle God's habit of crawling into trash cans when he's drunk, so it's not surprising.]
[But you were still somewhat speechless, bluntly stating that drinking leads to trouble. At the victory celebration, with so many people, everyone was having a great time, but then you turned around and found the Supreme Commander missing, only to find him in the trash can?]
[This is indeed a scandalous matter for the Battle God, but that's not what you're looking for.]
[So you turned on the network device and played the excerpt from the opera "The White Silk Robe: Reading the Petition" for Du Guowei and the others.]
[Watching...]
[After watching, you explained the situation to everyone, hoping they would carefully recall whether any of the interesting anecdotes, dark history, or even taboos of the Battle God were related to this excerpt from the opera.]
[The Wealth Ghost suggests that you should ask the Battle God directly about this.]
[After all, even if someone knows about something like this, they would never broadcast it everywhere.]
[You thought this made a lot of sense, so you sent the Wealth Ghost and the others to contact the Star God. If they made contact, the Star God was to relay a message to the Battle God, asking him to send only a phantom image; the real Battle God didn't need to come.]
[Not long after, a bloody aura of slaughter erupted at the headquarters of the Martial Dao General Journal.]
[The next moment, a phantom image of Battle God clad in blood-red armor appeared in everyone's sight.]
[The phantom of the Battle God was very pleased to see you, stating that he had wanted to come over as soon as he received news of your return, the God of Wealth.]
[But Star God, considering some security reasons, prevented him from coming here.]
[Oh, God of Wealth of Wealth, who disrupts time and space and demoralizes your comrades! You interrupted the Battle God's reminiscing, asking him questions about the excerpt from the opera "The White Silk Robe: Reading the Petition."]
[Your time is precious. Once you've memorized all the Martial Dao theories and important events from the Sub-Space-Time, you'll have plenty of time to chat with the Battle God.]
[And Huaxia Battle God, who usually kept his emotions hidden, fell silent after hearing your question.]
[Perhaps it was due to the passage of time, or perhaps because this matter was insignificant compared to the major events of war, the Battle God couldn't recall it for a moment.]