After seeing Wang Xiao off, Lin Qingliu looked at the time and found that it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

He closed the clinic and started to clean up the house he had bought for free.

The traces of destruction caused by the beast tide a few days ago have not yet been cleaned up. Tomorrow I will use the information coins to buy cement to repair the walls and roof, and tonight I will clean up the broken bricks and rubble.

"How come there are gods who sweep the floor themselves in this world..."

While doing the boring and repetitive cleaning, Lin Qingliu complained about his wonderful life experience.

Taking this opportunity, he began to "communicate" with his system.

"So, my only real ability is [Blessing]?"

[Yes, before fully awakening and becoming the [Creator], there is only one core ability, [Blessing].]

"Then are the abilities awakened by believers through [Blessing] random?"

【It is pseudo-random.】

“Pseudo-random?”

[The path of ability is determined by the desire and longing generated during the [blessing] process, as well as the revelation fragments received.]

"Wait, the [path] you mentioned, are they the settings in the scrap manuscript on my USB drive?

"The [revelation] you mentioned, could it be the story stitched together in my USB drive?"

【yes.】

Lin Qingliu felt his breathing stop.

What is this? This is a public execution!

Especially since it’s a scrap, it’s so embarrassing!

Fortunately, no one seems to know that he wrote those things himself, but...

"But the edited and stitched-together scraps are all made up. Can you understand that?"

[Yes, but that’s not important.]

"So can I control the believers? I mean, it's a bit too embarrassing, isn't it?"

[Yes, it can actively cleanse the believers' memories and deprive them of their channel abilities. ]

"That's good. So you are really my USB drive that came to life?"

【yes.】

“…NB.

"Then can you please tell me about the Creator you just mentioned? Is that the Creator in my setting?"

[Insufficient permissions.]

"Hey, hey, you guy, it's obviously my USB drive..."

[Insufficient permissions.]

"All right......"

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Wang Xiao walked in the vast wilderness. The cool breeze blowing across his face brought fresh air and lifted his spirits.

Such a vast uninhabited area should have been swallowed up by monsters, but no terrifying beasts were seen.

"Could it be before the new era?"

While talking to himself, Wang Xiao saw a middle-aged man in old clothes walking slowly in front of him.

He was about to step forward and say hello when a fierce scream was heard from the sky.

Wang Xiao looked up and saw a vulture chasing a mottled pigeon.

The vulture had a fierce look in its eyes as if it was starving to the extreme, and the pigeon panicked and ran headfirst into the arms of the middle-aged man in front of it.

No matter how ferocious the vulture was, it could not defeat an adult man, but hunger made it linger and circle in the sky.

It said in a fierce and sad tone:

"Are you going to let me die of hunger in order to save the pigeon's life?"

The middle-aged man had no expression on his face. He looked at the vulture and asked:

"What food do you need?"

“I want to eat meat!”

The vulture said fiercely.

At this time, Wang Xiao had already come to the side of the middle-aged man, but saw that the man immediately began to cut flesh from his arm after hearing Vulture's words.

What a tough job!

Wang Xiao subconsciously took two steps back. He was only twenty years old and had never seen such a big scene except for the cadaver teacher.

Just when Wang Xiao was terrified, the vulture demanded that the meat cut off be of the same weight as the pigeon.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man continued to cut meat until he was almost reduced to a skeleton, but the weight of his meat was still not as much as that of the tiny pigeon.

Wang Xiao was surprised at first, and then he was filled with indignation. He overcame his fear and took two steps forward and said loudly:

"I understand the reason, but why is this pigeon so big?"

The vulture turned its head and locked onto Wang Xiao with ferocious eyes.

At this moment, Wang Xiao thought of his dying physical condition and the determination he had already made, and he said:

"What are you looking at? If his isn't enough, just cut mine!"

As he said this, he took the knife from the middle-aged man's hand and cut a piece of meat from his arm and put it on the pigeon. However, its weight was still not as heavy as that of the pigeon that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

At this time, the vulture looked at the middle-aged man and asked:

"Don't you regret it?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said in a tone that was neither happy nor sad:

“No regrets at all.”

"I don't believe it!"

Vulture said viciously.

"If I'm telling the truth, let me grow my flesh back."

The middle-aged man responded.

As he finished speaking, Wang Xiao's jaw was almost dislocated.

Because I saw that the wounds on the middle-aged man's body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. It only took a few seconds for him to return to his original appearance from almost a skeleton.

Seeing this, the vulture immediately turned into a human form and began to salute and admire the middle-aged man.

Now it was Wang Xiao's turn to be surprised. He glanced back and forth between the middle-aged man and the man transformed from the vulture, then looked at the wound on his arm that was still bleeding. The expression on his face changed several times, and finally he couldn't help but:

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