Chapter 480 Our Heavenly Father and Savior
Elori Qingyu was unable to use logical words or thoughts to describe what she was experiencing at the moment.
Her past life experiences could not give her any help in this regard.
Especially when she discovered that the endless books presented to her didn't actually need to be "read".
Elori Qingyu felt as if her mind was spinning.
The gullies no longer exist, and the brain matter is churning and wriggling wantonly...
At this moment, some voices suddenly sounded in Ailori Qingyu's heart.
This made her cheeks, which were covered by her forehead, look less hideous.
She listened intently to the voice coming from deep within her heart.
It seemed to be a warm light interwoven with ideals and sensibility.
Don't worry, Eloree...
She said so.
All this is not much different from a dangerous and fascinating chapter in the annals of legend.
However, she needs to use this dangerous power with caution and restraint.
Elori Qingyu slowly closed her eyes. She felt that she was no longer affected by the magical words.
On the other side, in a timeline that no mortal being could see, a certain orange cat slowly retracted its claws that were about to restart the timeline.
It’s not that simple...
Yi Chun thought silently.
Fortunately, he didn't need the other party to "wake him up".
In the division of thought, the world presents two different situations:
One is a real material world that is not fully understood or known by any mortal being.
The other is the "world" that exists in the consciousness and cognition of every intelligent life.
To change the former, real matter and energy are needed.
The latter, as a concept that actually exists as "nothingness", is much simpler.
Simply put , the real material world is like a super-large online game, and intelligent life is the player in it.
There is no need for a character named "Yi Chun" to really appear in this game.
Instead, through forums and the like, they try to let as many players as possible know that there is a character called "Yi Chun" in the game.
As the chosen agent, one is responsible for gradually making the character image more vivid and three-dimensional through one's own behavior.
On the one hand, this satisfies Yi Chun's individual needs, and on the other hand, it will not lead to some unexpected disasters.
Even if there really is an agent with extremely outstanding business capabilities, an ancient god named "Yi Chun" is born under the will of all living beings.
Yi Chun can also converge this unique true name by being the radiation source.
But, apparently, trying to Cosplay is not that easy.
But it is normal. Those who were not selected by the comprehensive network are obviously not very good seedlings.
I just hope the next one will be smarter...
Yi Chun looked at Elori Qingyu, who had been restarted by him many times, with disdain, and thought so.
There is clearly a book called “The Glorious Path of Advancement for the Worshippers of Good”, which seems to be a book that has enough positive energy.
Why did this guy still want to read "The Dancing Technique of the Death Scythe: The Meaning of Grass Song"?
The previous book, "Lord of Souls and Dark Harvest", was so scared that the timeline was restarted four times.
Are you going to face your fears?
Yi Chun hung his tail, feeling that he could not quite understand what these kids were thinking.
This is different from ordinary people who are obviously scared to death but are still keen on watching horror movies with a group of friends in the middle of the night shivering.
Because it can really lead to mental distortion, madness, and even death...
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In the end, Elori Qingyu failed to reach out for the book "The Ultimate Secret of Chaos and Twist" that she had been staring at for a long time.
Yi Chun, who couldn't bear to watch it any longer, swept it back with his tail.
"ah……"
In a messy room filled with straw and fluff, Elorie Qingyu suddenly opened her eyes.
"Ancient God awakening degree: 0%"
“Warning: When the Ancient God awakening degree is at 0% for a long time, you will gradually forget the knowledge related to the Ancient God’s inheritance.”
Just when Elori Qingyu thought that everything was just a real dream.
A line of extremely eye-catching blood-red words suddenly appeared in front of Elori Qingyu, who was lying blankly on the wooden bed.
The text was in the native language of Coles, which she learned as a child.
Since she came to the hot and humid jungles of the south, she had rarely come into contact with anything of literary interest.
I have indeed been corrupted by the evil god!
Elori Qingyu curled up and thought tremblingly.
When she still had access to local classics, she did not find the name of this strange ancient god in those old texts.
Yi Chun?
The dangerous syllables are so short that it makes one's breath stop, and the smooth second half seems to be filled with some kind of slippery evil echo.
Needless to say, this would not be a very kind ancient god.
And now, she has been chosen by Him...
Ai Luoli Qingyu climbed out of the bed with a bitter face, and she tried hard to keep a "calm" expression on her face.
Then he wandered stealthily around the village.
So she found a lone guy.
"Hi!"
Elori Qingyu stopped beside the old man who was fiddling with something.
Then, under the old man's somewhat dazed gaze, she said mysteriously:
"Old man, can I take up a moment of your time?"
"I wish to tell you about our Heavenly Father and Savior, Yichun."
Then, she was picked up by the old man with one hand and brought to the building with the least dust in the village.
"There's something wrong with this kid's brain. Maybe he heard some evil voice."
"It doesn't look like it's completely broken, but I don't know if it can be saved."
The old man said to the woman who was dozing inside.
"Where do all these evil gods come from? Don't tell me they are just idiots who ate too many mushrooms."
The woman raised one eye and glanced at Elori Qingyu and the old man, while the other eye was still staring at the decoction bubbling with dark bubbles below.
Then, the woman wiped her hands on her baggy leather skirt, and then roughly pulled open Ailori Qingyu's eyelids and took a look.
"The good and the bad twins."
The woman quickly came to a conclusion, and then she continued to stare at the old man with her left eye.
"Keep it in account and give it to me next time."
The old man took a puff of his pipe calmly, then said lightly.
"Luckily, she showed no signs of poisoning."
"Unfortunately, she really showed no signs of being poisoned..."
The woman looked at Elori Qingyu who was rubbing her red eyelids, and said softly.
The old man's hand holding the pipe paused for a moment, and then he took a deep puff.
In the smoke, he pondered for a while:
"She said that the evil god's name is 'Yi...Chun'."
The woman closed her eyes for a rare moment when she heard the sound, and then she opened her eyes the next moment.
A trace of blood appeared in her already cloudy eyes.
"I have seen the greatest fear and disaster from the unknown. Even in that horrible place, His infamy is all-knowing."
"They dare not deliver His message..."
The woman said nervously.
"So, there is such a powerful ancient god sleeping in this small place of ours?"
The old man was stunned and put down the pipe in his hand.
"I'll tell them, and hopefully this time, they won't be stupid again."
The old man put away his pipe and turned away.
And along with the lonely night wind, the message that an ancient god so powerful that even the unknown felt terrified was sleeping in this world was transmitted...
"Just stay here peacefully. Unless He really wakes up, His claws and fangs cannot reach here!"
In the darkness of the night, the woman said this to Elori Qingyu, who had a nervous look on her face.
And Elori Qingyu stared blankly at the prompt messages that kept appearing in front of her, and nodded woodenly.
"Current Ancient God awakening degree: 17.8%."
"You have gained the knowledge authority of the next level..."
What have I done?
In the night wind, Elori Qingyu thought with fear.
In the distant dream world of Arnold, a certain orange cat unexpectedly opened his eyes and sensed a vague timeline.
Maybe, being stupid has its advantages...
