Chapter 164 Extra: World 4

In the lightless deep sea, fishes swam around them, and the mermaid's soft golden hair brushed against the girl's face.

"Hmm, I almost forgot one thing."

He lowered his head with a smile, and his forehead touched the girl's. The cool touch pressed against his forehead, and an invisible force brushed across the ocean of memories, causing the colorful bubbles pressed on the seabed to rise one by one, they were wrapped in colorful memories.

"Now, you should remember it."

Tang Lingnan opened her eyes in the sea water and crashed into the blue ocean. The god's eyes were full of smiles, reflecting her shadow.

"I caught you, my little kitty."

In the distant past, amidst the desolate chaos, there was a land of sailing ships.

"Well, you think I'm too slow, but I think these places are not good enough."

The World Tree, still a sapling, shook its newly grown branches helplessly yet lovingly. The young man lay on his back beside it, defending himself with a clear conscience:

"I am here to accompany you as you grow up. You will be living here for a long time, so you must find a good location. This should take time..." Taking advantage of the fact that the World Tree cannot speak, the boy could come up with hundreds of excuses. In fact, He just felt that they were meaningless.

Whether it was creating the world or caring for living beings, he had absolutely no desire to do such thankless tasks. Why was this the only calamity he needed to overcome? The young man couldn't figure it out.

Kindness, love, humility, generosity... these virtues have never been associated with Him. If He really wanted to create a world, it would be better to create a playground for Him to fully appreciate the pain and struggle of life, which would make Him feel more happy.

Troublesome things...

The unchanging chaos, the scenery along the way becoming tiresome, the world tree slowly growing, its green canopy like an umbrella. It was clear that if the world could no longer take shape, the branches that supported it would wither, but Berklee Hill chose to wait.

Perhaps the world tree has such a loving character.

The careless god didn't care about the answer. If this tree died, he could always find a new one. But today, something seemed different.

The Chaos Sea stirred inexplicably, and a strange soul intruded into its domain. The World Tree tenderly welcomed it in. The soul transformed into a snow-white entity, curled up quietly and slept in a cradle woven from the World Tree's branches.

The young god looked up, a look of surprise on his face.

This soul, He saw the mark of himself within it, it was really amazing, was it a forgotten past, or an unforeseen future?

In short, perhaps there is a new pleasure in time when you can see the end of it at a glance.

He played pretend games with this snow-white soul. She thought she was a kitten. He was happy to play with her, and occasionally when he was in a good mood, he would satisfy her little requests.

Until the prototype of the world was about to be born, the newborn consciousness of Heaven transformed into a kitten and rubbed against his arm, but he pushed it away with disgust. Only then did he suddenly realize that he had always been too indulgent towards her.

Perhaps the long life is indeed too lonely. With these little lights, He is willing to look forward to the sun when she wakes up the next day. That will surely be a brand new day.

Whether time is short or eternal, it slips through your fingers like dust. The years are eternal and there are so many separations in the world.

"She's gone." Seeing the silent god, the consciousness of the Heavenly Dao turned into wind and circled around Him, and finally couldn't help but speak up to remind Him.

"Yeah, I know."

The god looked down at the world with a smile on his face, and said thoughtfully: "Don't you think that this world is too monotonous and the future is too boring?"

"Happiness is but an illusion, and only pain endures forever. The flowers that bloom in love, hope, and praise, watered with the tears of pain, are the most beautiful sights in the world."

Listening to the god's aria-like words, Tiandao couldn't help but ask: "What do you want to do?"

The god tolerantly answered the question: "I just want to make a deal with a being, but when that being is attracted, I still have to decorate my bargaining chips beautifully enough to satisfy the greedy one."

“…You can’t do that.”

The god chuckled softly, "Strictly speaking, this world has not yet escaped my control and can walk independently. Therefore, no matter who perceives it, this is my property."

The way of heaven is silent. He knew that he could not shake the will of the gods, so he silently waited for the guest from the distant time.

The god was already asleep at that time, but as he expected, some beings were attracted by this pure white flower that bloomed in sin and pain. However, seeing the other party's ball-like form, Tiandao was still a little surprised.

The ball of light snapped onto the barrier of the world. Suppressing its excitement, it introduced itself, "Hello, I'm System 001..."

Is it the incarnation or tentacle of some powerful being?

Tiandao, who has little understanding of other power systems, cannot see it, but the script has been written, and He only needs to follow the established track step by step.

Everything happened just as God expected.

When he saw the familiar soul again, Tiandao knew that the drama had begun, the gods' purpose had been achieved, and what followed was just a little game.

Gurgle gurgle gurgle——

Tang Lingnan suddenly realized that she could breathe and speak underwater. She grasped a strand of hair that was touching her face and instinctively asked, "Why... is it you?"

She might have wanted to ask why the summoned evil god was you, but the god deliberately misinterpreted her question. His slender fingers pinched the soft flesh of her cheek, and said cheerfully:

"Of course it's me. I've already eaten your two brothers. So, are you scared?"

Tang Lingnan pushed his fingers away helplessly, not believing his joke.

Really, what is this? I betrayed myself.

The god swung his tail slightly in displeasure.

He had set loopholes in this world. Whether it was for more fun or to achieve a victorious outcome, He had to personally intervene. He split his soul into two, stripping it of its power and memories, and depositing them within the same fruit of the World Tree. The struggle was engraved in the deepest depths of the soul. Under the baptism of war, the flower would surely become more beautiful.

No one can give birth to a god, only the same "god" can.

But he had never expected that in the past that he had long forgotten, he was actually such a humane person. This was really amazing. Or rather, he had not expected that under the nourishment of the World Tree, these two souls were no longer simply his incarnations, but gradually became his true self.

Even if the gods have personally immersed themselves in their memories, they cannot understand the little bits of warmth that flicker in the gaps between memories.

One person was planted with the seed of the devil by Him, but there is no resentment in his memory, instead he faces the years with gentleness. One person was born as the Son of God, noble and unparalleled, and it is natural for him to be free from dust in the present, and he even considers the interests and future of the Celestial Clan.

He had to admit that they had slowly grown into truly independent people.

As expected, He originally didn't want to exchange the deal and wanted to keep the person here, but he had to let go temporarily and turn around to deal with the hidden dangers of power. He never bets on a losing chessboard.

"Let's make a bet that the gods would not be afraid to step onto the same level as a lowly ant." Samuel or Cecil smiled at Him in the gap between reality and illusion.

"Oh, what are you betting on?"

"Let's bet on whether she can recognize you and us."

Their smiles were confident, yet they didn't annoy or anger him; it had been a long time since he'd felt those emotions. He'd guessed the outcome of this bet before he'd even made it, but perhaps facing his past and new self, he was willing to accept this unfavorable gamble.

The result was indeed not beyond His expectations.

"You always don't want to tell us your name. Let us call you God," He heard Samuel say to Him. Such a calm conversation could only happen between them. "I just want to tell you that she is not a bird trapped in a cage. You can't trap her."

The god did not look back.

"The tighter you hold on to something, the easier it is to lose it. Why not try to trust her? I am not your enemy, and you are not your past self. Now that time has buried everything, we can start anew."

The god paused, his voice losing its usual playfulness and teasing, and instead spoke in a calm and indifferent tone, "You saw it."

"You can't just look through other people's memories while hiding your own past," Samuel said helplessly. "That's not what I want to see. It's just that until the connection between souls is completely severed, we can't avoid the same dream."

"I cannot empathize with you, just like you. But at least, at this moment, my advice does not contain any mercy or sympathy. It is just a kind reminder. Don't be trapped by the nightmare, God."

“Those who are trapped in the past cannot see the future.”

The memory stopped here. A cool finger touched Tang Lingnan's face and whispered softly, "If it was you who I met first..."

"Hmm." Tang Lingnan didn't hear his whispers clearly. She raised her eyes in confusion, wondering if it was an illusion in the ocean.

The tone was so light, like a sigh of light dust, disappearing before it even touched the ground.

The past cannot be changed, and the future is uncertain. Her thoughts lasted only a moment before the god placed his hand against her face, softly saying, "Don't worry, I've already taken care of that ugly giant octopus. Do you want sashimi or grilled octopus, dear?"

"Oh, I don't like any of them. I'm so sad. I'm going to turn into a giant shark and eat you. No one will come to save you even if you scream your throat out!"

Tang Lingnan grabbed his fingers that were poking her face and said helplessly, like trying to coax a child: "Brother, stop making trouble. Can you please take me upstairs first?"

"You have other fish outside. I am very unhappy and want to kill them all. You have a gold brother, a silver brother, and a bronze brother standing in front of you. Which one do you choose? I will kill that one."

Is this another variation of the Golden and Silver Axe problem? But from the god's light and clear voice, she did not hear any threat, only a faint smile.

So she replied easily: "I am an adult as your sister, so of course I choose to take them all."

"Greedy children will be devoured by the devil."

Tang Lingnan blinked: "It's okay, I'm not afraid. I have a backer, my brother will help me, he's the greatest god in the world."

The god chuckled, "Well, then I, the greatest god in the world, will reluctantly help you."

【Author’s words】

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