The sky of the God of Mold was full of twinkling stars, and the light blue clouds gradually dispersed, revealing a huge crystal rooftop dotted with silver sand, shining with dazzling light.
Sora leaned back on the wide recliner, peeled a purple grape with his slender fingers, and then slowly put the grape into his mouth. He closed his eyes and felt the sweetness of the juice soaking into his mouth. He stretched comfortably and looked up at the boundless sky in front of him. The unusually red star flashed suddenly, and the light was a bit dazzling. At the same time, the other stars next to the red star instantly became dimmer.
Although he was sleeping while studying the God of Bad Luck course, he still knew the basic common sense. The red star in the sky of the God of Bad Luck represents the luck of the people in the human world. The brighter the red star, the better the people's luck. Otherwise, it means people are unlucky.
The recliner on the crystal rooftop is Sora's favorite place. For more than three hundred years, he always likes to look at the stars, eat fruits and take a nap here. In the past ten years, he has noticed this unique red star. As time goes by, this star becomes brighter and brighter, while the stars around become dimmer and dimmer. Sora vaguely feels that there should be an "energy balance destroyer" that is rare in a thousand years. This kind of star is constantly getting stronger by absorbing the lucky energy of the surrounding stars. This is absolutely abnormal.
But what does this have to do with Sora? He doesn't care!
The job of the gods of bad luck is to protect the stars and balance the fortune and misfortune in the world. Simply put, the gods of bad luck control the "lucky energy" and "unlucky energy" to balance the positive and negative energy in the world.
He was a little tired of looking at the stars, so he decided to rest his eyes. He leaned down and glanced at the surface of the crystal pool, and his little heart couldn't help but beat wildly.
The water surface reflects a breathtakingly handsome face. On the marble-like forehead, two silver eyebrows seem to be made by the moon god, giving off a sense of transcendence. The eyes are glittering with light, one pupil is as green as jasper, and the other is as charming as a blue diamond. On the half-closed eyelids, the fan-like eyelashes are slightly curled, and under the straight nose, the thin lips are slightly parted, revealing a few pearly teeth.
Some of his long flowing silver hair was scattered in the air, while others hung down on the side of the chair, soft and shiny. However, the last thing he wanted to see was the band-aid on his handsome face. This was his mark of the God of Mold, which was stamped on him when he was born and would accompany him throughout his life.
Oh, with such beauty, she should be the goddess of beauty, how can she be the goddess of bad luck!
Sora had struggled with this question countless times. He held up his handsome chin and used his fingers to cover the Band-Aid on his cheek.
“Crackle…”
Suddenly, there was a burning sound in his ears. Who was making such a noise? He turned around and saw Lan Cang, a man with blue hair, standing in the center of the crystal rooftop. He was casting magic on the stars of the Mold God Realm with a serious expression. Rays of blue light shot towards the stars, and the stars, which had originally been shining steadily, immediately became flickering.
Sora felt so annoyed. Lan Cang just didn't want to make life easy for humans. The stable light of the stars meant that humans would live smoothly, but once Lan Cang cast his magic, humans would suffer both good and bad fortune.
Let's go take a walk somewhere else. Sora stood up. Suddenly, a sarcastic question came from behind him: "Sora, you are more than 300 years old this year, right?"
I recognised Lan Cang's voice as soon as I heard it, so annoying!
Sora decided to ignore it and started to walk away.
“Heh, someone probably forgot that he is the oldest apprentice in the Miserable God Realm, and he is still idle every day. How can he be qualified to be a god!” Lan Cang’s voice became even louder.
What? Did Lan Cang think he was easy to bully? He was actually pushing it even further!
Sora was so angry that his hair almost exploded. He stomped his foot, quickly turned around and looked at Lan Cang, and shot back: "Everyone has their own aspirations. Why do you care so much? Just practice your magic well!"
"Hmph! Ridiculous! The test to become a regular employee of the trainee Mold God is coming soon. Sora, if you fail the test this time, I will look down on you forever!" Lan Cang's face was very cold, and he stared at Sora as if he was looking at a stink bug.
Sora couldn't understand why Lan Cang, a brat who was less than 150 years old, always had a problem with him. Why did he always make trouble for him when there were so many trainees in the Mold God Realm? Did Lan Cang dislike his age? Besides, who did he offend because of his age? He just liked to be free and unrestrained every day, not disturbing the normal life of the world and making the world peaceful. Is there anything wrong with this pursuit?
Although Sora was angry, he decided to forgive him because he was almost 200 years older than Lan Cang. He said slowly: "If you really look down on me, then I will have to let you look down on me..."
Lan Cang's cheeks turned red with anger, and he pointed at Sora and yelled, "You are so unambitious, you are just a loser!"
Tolerate!
Sora suppressed the rage burning in his heart and decided to leave this place of trouble and find a comfortable place to continue living a carefree life.
He walked around the crystal roof several times, and inadvertently glanced at the long corridor ahead, which was flashing purple light. It was very gorgeous. Sora had been in the Mold God Realm for more than three hundred years, but he had never seen such a scene.
His curiosity was immediately aroused, and he couldn't help but walk towards the purple light. The light became brighter and brighter, Sora's steps became faster and faster, his breathing became more rapid, his long silver hair flew behind him, and wherever he went, there was a flash of silver light.
In front of him was an extremely luxurious gate, made of pure crystal and dotted with dazzling jewels, which was both imposing and gorgeous. Sora stepped in without hesitation, and a luxurious throne that showed dignity was facing him, covered with soft cloud satin, and a silver plate next to it was piled with seasonal fruits, which was more comfortable than his recliner just by imagination.
He was a little excited, and after making sure that no one was coming, he walked over carefully and leaned lazily on the throne, feeling so comfortable.
But just after he sat down for a while, he felt like something was poking him underneath, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
He reached out and touched the spot where his butt was, vaguely feeling a bulge. Perhaps the technician was too careless and didn't even know that the throne was not smooth. He might as well use his magic power to smooth it out, just as if it was a good deed. Sora thought generously, and overlapped his index and middle fingers. The moment the magic power was injected, the small bulge disappeared immediately, and the seat became extremely comfortable.
He was tired after quarreling with Lan Cang, and the throne seemed to have a strange effect, making him want to sleep as soon as he lay down on it. He didn't know how long it had been, and he felt as if someone was pushing him .
So annoying!
Sora turned over and prepared to continue sleeping, protesting softly: "I'm so sleepy, don't disturb me..."
He had just changed his posture when he felt as if his body was stabbed by countless sharp objects. He grimaced in pain. It hurt so much!
"Sora, hurry up and get up!"
The thunder-like sound startled him violently. He opened his eyes, propped up his head with his arms, and posed like a beautiful woman who had just woken up. He squinted at the person who yelled at him and said in an unpleasant voice, "Don't you think it's rude to talk so loudly when others are sleeping?"
"The great god is coming!" Lan Cang's anxious voice came.
Great God? Sora seemed to be electrocuted. He stood up quickly and looked at the Great God standing in front of him with a stern look in surprise.
He hadn't seen the Great God for nearly two hundred years, and when he first saw the Great God, he was actually a little flustered. But what were the strange purple fragments on the ground, and the fruits scattered all over the ground... Sora was a little confused.
"Sora, how dare you attack the throne of the great god!" Lan Cang's loud and aggressive voice rang out in the room.
The throne of the great god?
Sora suddenly remembered the pain he felt when he woke up. It turned out that he was sleeping on a piece of debris. It would be strange if it didn't hurt! But could this piece of debris be the legendary throne of the great god?
He sorted out his confused thoughts, calmed his emotions, looked up at the great god, and his heart couldn't help but tremble again. From the deep "Chuan" character on the great god's forehead, his tense mouth, and his eyes trembling with anger, he knew that the great god was really angry.
"Great God, I really don't know what happened. I did sit on a very comfortable purple chair, but when I woke up, it had turned into a pile of rubble. I think the chair was not practical and broke down on its own..." Sora was a little nervous and explained dryly.
"You triggered the self-destruct system button of the throne! Sora, I never want to see you again!" The great god was furious, and the stars in the sky dimmed several points.
The God of Unlucky World is angry, and many people in the world will suffer from bad luck.
Sora was a little dizzy after being scolded. He was trying hard to figure out the ins and outs of the matter, and accidentally caught a glimpse of Lan Cang standing next to the great god with a triumphant smile on his face.
His eyes suddenly widened and he stared at Lan Cang angrily. Did he frame him?
But before he could complain, the great god grabbed his shoulder . In just a second, he stood at the edge of the crystal rooftop, with a gray cloud under his feet that had been rolling for thousands of years. This was the border between the world of mold and the human world. If he accidentally fell down, he would never be able to return to the world of mold. He usually didn't come here.
"Do you see the brightest star in the sky? It represents the 'energy balance destroyer' in the human world. I want you to go to the human world right now and cast the magic of 'Kiss of the God of Mold' on her to restore the energy balance in the human world!" The tone of the great god was very overbearing, not giving people any chance to breathe.
"Great God, I really didn't mean to destroy your throne. I don't want to kiss a perverted human... " Sora begged bitterly.
The "energy balance destroyers" in the human world are all people with strange personalities and bad habits, and they are also super scary. It is said that a thousand years ago, a bad luck god solved an "energy balance destroyer". After returning to the bad luck god world, he lost his appetite and eventually died of depression. He did not want to experience such a tragedy in his simple life.
"Have you ever seen a bad luck god who is over 300 years old and has accomplished nothing and cannot even pass the upgrade test in the bad luck god world? This is not up to you. If you don't want to accept this punishment, then I will change your task and make you a toilet god. What do you think, huh?" The great god raised his voice angrily, and the whole sky seemed to be shaking.
Toilet God? I don’t want a toilet god!
Sora's heart was in a knot. He pressed his hands to his chest, tears welled up in his eyes, and begged bitterly: "Great God, you can punish me to be the God of Flowers, the God of Red Wine, the God of Beauty, the God of Perfume..."
"Toilet God!" The great god almost shouted to interrupt Sora's words.
Sora seemed to see countless human excrement splashing towards him, emitting waves of foul odor. He suddenly felt numb all over, his legs softened, and his eyes became dizzy.
The god felt that Sora, who was held in his hand, had lost his mind, and immediately let go. Sora's body fell towards the human world like a fallen leaf, accompanied by a scream of "Ah——".
"Sora, the 'energy balance destroyer' you need to deal with is named Asari. If you can successfully complete the task, I will exempt you from the test to become a full-time Mold God, and directly promote you from an apprentice Mold God to a full-time Mold God. If you fail to complete the task, you can just wait to come back and become a toilet god! Clean toilets for the rest of your life—"
The god's angry roar lingered in the air for a long time.