"Still, we don't know enough about those two rivers!"
Su Wen's mind raced, and he thought helplessly.
The world is so big, anything is possible.
He didn't dare to think too absolutely about the bottom line of the River of Space-Time.
Ultimately, he didn't even understand the most basic aspects of the River of Space-Time and the River of Fate, let alone the deeper reasons.
Therefore, after hearing the explanations and defenses of the two rivers, he still maintained his own opinion.
Otherwise, it's a bit unreasonable for River of Space-Time to shut down its resurrection service out of the blue.
The claim that the resurrection service is temporarily unavailable in Sub-Space-Time No. 01 is a lie!
In other words, I'm currently very short of Wealth Source. Otherwise, if I gave the River of Space-Time a hundred billion in Wealth Source, do you think they would activate it?
Then they'd probably come running over eagerly, even shamelessly trying to satisfy their needs.
When it comes to making Wealth Source, who can compare to the River of Space-Time?
When it comes to shamelessness, River of Space-Time claims to be second, who dares to claim to be first?
"Xiao Su, all of your stuff... is probably only around two hundred million."
After Su Wen finished Refinement, he said, "So you can only travel by soul; your physical body is still quite lacking."
"A journey of the soul, that's Wealth Source one hundred million."
"I'll see if I can help you with anything else with this extra 100 million."
Mo Xiao Su nodded slightly upon hearing this, and then said, "Okay, thank you for your trouble, Brother God of Wealth."
She was already very content that she could travel through the boundaries of time and space with her soul to see her mother in another time and space.
Perhaps compared to the comprehensive leap in physical development, the leap in spiritual development still has some gaps.
But for her, it was quite good.
She was truly grateful to this God of God of Wealth from another time and space, regardless of anything else.
This is the first time in all these years that someone has been so kind to me.
"Buzz!"
A ray of spiritual light flashed by, and then a miniature version of Mo Xiao Su, created through the Soul Severing, appeared beside him.
"Brother God of God of Wealth, please."
Mo Xiao Su's face was somewhat pale. After handing over the miniature version of the Soul Mo Xiao Su, she bowed and thanked him.
The next moment, he turned around and disappeared from the spot.
She also sensed the crimson clouds of calamity overhead.
It was because she had sensed such a world-destroying creation that she truly believed that the three people in front of her were genuine powerful beings from other dimensions, and not some hypocritical liars.
Otherwise, how could such a Destruction wave have been provoked?
Just standing below, feeling the lingering power of the crimson tribulation clouds, she felt as if she were being hated, rejected, and even pushed out by the world.
Seeing Su Wen's calm demeanor, she knew that he must have a plan.
The other person has it, but I don't.
Therefore, the most sensible course of action is to leave this place and then wait for the soul-level spacetime journey to take place.
"I crafted a batch of items that can't be carried by spatial equipment; if I only want to carry them with me, I'll have a hard time managing them all by myself."
A moment later, the Theater God appeared beside the two and said, "Star God, God of Wealth, you two can also bring me some."
As he spoke, the Theater God waved his hand, and a whole bunch of strange and wonderful gadgets, spears, inner armor, boots... floated in the air.
There were so many of these items that it was impossible for the Theater God to carry them all by himself.
"Quickly break up."
Su Wen spoke first, and then the three of them quickly divided the items.
Then, in the instant the blood-red tribulation clouds above transformed into purplish-black Destruction lightning, Su Wen communicated with the River of Fate and chose to return to the Main Space-Time.
"Call out!"
A beam of light Descender, carrying the three of them away from this space-time.
The moment the three left, a terrifying attack carrying world-destroying thunder Descender upon the area.
This is a powerful force born from the rejection of heaven and earth, a primal counterattack from the world.
Wherever it passed, emptiness vanished, and nothing remained.
Main Space-Time, office area.
A flash of light, and Su Wen and his two companions appeared in a familiar place.
"You're back."
Su Wen breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.
In the instant before his return, a profound sense of crisis arose in his mind, constantly stimulating his sensory system.
At that moment, he knew he couldn't delay any longer.
If this drags on any longer, something terrible is definitely going to happen!
Fortunately, the amount of miscellaneous items the Theater God brought back wasn't too outrageous.
After stuffing all three of their clothes, pants, and undershirts completely, that was about enough.
"Um?"
The Theater God waved his hand, put the item away, and then frowned slightly.
The next moment, he waved his right hand, and time reversal began above the Wind God's workstation.
Immortal Demigod, whose strength has long surpassed the limits of ordinary beings' imagination.
It's just a simple matter of going back in time to investigate; it's quite easy.
"Buzz!"
A ripple in space trembled slightly, and then the image of the Wind God, with his legs crossed, playing games and eating snacks, appeared before the three of them.
"This..."
Watching Wind God play around, even chuckling strangely before angrily berating his teammates, Su Wen couldn't help but sigh and rub his forehead.
He knew how the Wind God of the Sub-Space-Time had been tricked.
The Theater God had actually kept some records of this matter. After educating the Wind God of the Sub- Sub-Space-Time, he would not let go of the Wind God of the Main Space-Time either.
Even with special circumstances, Wind God doesn't have to attend most classes and has his own free time.
However, Wind God still needs to receive training on some matters concerning his outlook on life and values.
Of all the training programs, which lesson leaves the deepest impression—the bitter fruit of one's own actions?
"When Little Wind comes back, I'm going to give him a good lesson!"
The Theater God snorted coldly and spoke.
Neither Su Wen nor Star God objected to this.
Within the organization, the Theater God was the one who cared most about the Wind God, and they all knew this.
Therefore, no one would interfere with the Theater God's discipline and education of the Wind God.
Furthermore, if the Theater God needs it, they will even lend a hand, playing the good cop or the bad cop as requested by the Theater God.
They're just kids!
Before one's mind is fully mature, resorting to certain routines is a necessary but unavoidable measure.
As long as it works, a routine is acceptable.
"I suggest that while you're teaching Little Wind, you also give Battle God a lesson."
After thinking for a moment, the Star God offered his suggestion.
After all, the Battle God they encountered was, to be honest... in a pretty miserable state.
That body, like a funnel sieve, was filled with all sorts of schemes and tricks.
To put it bluntly, if those mental techniques and curses had any intelligence, they could all open a factory inside and have employees clocking in and out.
Therefore, in order to prevent such a tragedy from happening in the future, the Battle God also needs to receive training from the Theater God.
"You're right."
The Theater God nodded and said, "I'll go prepare some things, and we'll start class after they both return!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Theater God vanished from the spot.
They left in such a hurry.
Clearly, the Theater God" takes this educational matter very seriously!
"Leave Xiao Ying's problem to me!"
Star God's tone shifted, and he said, "You might not be very good at handling this kind of thing."
"Besides, it's more convenient if I handle it."