The bowl with steam rising from it was right in front of him. The god held the bowl in one hand, waiting for Su Mingan to take it.

Su Mingan had never encountered such a situation before. Since the beginning of the dungeon, he had been closely watched by the gods. This kind of BOSS that did not give him any time to develop was really difficult for him to control.

——I know you are very powerful, but if the gods are traveling directly with you and watching your every step, how will you respond?

Su Ming'an refused to take the bowl, and the spirit did not move either. The two of them seemed to be in a stalemate that would last forever.

"Don't you like it?" asked the spirit.

There was confusion in His eyes, like a child who came into contact with colorful balloons for the first time.

Su Mingan shook his head: "It's not that I don't like broth, I just don't like seeing people kneeling next to me."

He thought the gods would be angry, but the gods said, "It's up to you."

He waved his hand, and an invisible repulsive force was sent out, and the people kneeling beside the table were immediately pushed several meters away. They knelt timidly, not daring to raise their heads.

Su Mingan was confused for a moment. Was this really the cold, cruel, tyrannical, and merciless god described in the reviews? The god's attitude towards him was almost gentle.

However, he still did not take the bowl, and the spirit also maintained the posture of holding the bowl with one hand. The two of them were in a stalemate for a long time again.

Until the spirit spoke: "You are still hostile to me... Li Mingyue from Daoya City, he is the one who made you hostile to me."

Su Mingan raised his eyes.

The spirit said: "The dream of jumping off a tall building made you feel resentful towards me."

"Xia Jiawen, who was forced to flee into the black fog, made you hate me even more."

"Then it was Li Yuxuan from the City Guardian Department who made you determined to disobey me."

"It's these people who make you so wary of me."

The voice of the god was faint, like a floating wind.

"It's them, and it's not them. It's what you did, the rainstorm you brought down on the world, and the countless drowned lambs I saw that make it impossible for me to like you." Su Mingan said calmly.

"Yes." The spirit responded.

A faint glow constantly gathered on Him, making Him look more and more like a pure statue of God. Only the slightly moving pupils between His deep eyebrows gave Him a sense of life and reality.

Amid the steam from the floating broth, the spirit said, "...But, Wen Sheng, you don't want anything to happen to them, do you?"

Su Mingan's eyes moved slightly.

The spirit said, "As promised, I won't hurt you, but that doesn't mean I can't hurt others. If you continue to be on guard against me, I'll be angry."

Although he said "I will be angry", the god's face remained expressionless. From beginning to end, only his pupils occasionally revealed a slight emotion.

Su Mingan said calmly: "I thought you were an interesting god, different from the messy gods I met before. I didn't expect you would threaten me with other people's lives. It's really a shameless method."

The spirit said: "I just want you to be less wary of me, I am not threatening you."

The actions of the deity were always very restrained. He could have called on all his followers to kill Su Mingan, but he did not do so.

The gods had already given Su Ming'an a way out, so he reached out and took the bowl.

But Su Mingan just put the bowl in front of him and didn't eat it, as if he was also maintaining his last bottom line.

"Five days have passed, and you still haven't noticed who I am in my disguise and have come to your side." The spirit said, "I look forward to the day when you will not resist any of my orders."

"That day will never come." Su Mingan said.

"You are very confident. But you should know that you are just a mortal now, and it is difficult for mortals to resist gods." The god clasped his hands together and said slowly: "Nine years ago, your mother told me that the real special medicine for black fog disease will appear in your hands. Now, tell me where it is?"

"...What?" Su Mingan's eyelids twitched.

The real cure for black fog disease?

Could it be that the special medicine for the black fog disease that Su Lixian secretly destroyed nine years ago was fake? Is the real special medicine for the black fog disease now in Su Wensheng's hands?

"I created these tragedies to lure you here." The spirit said, "You have a sharp eye. You quickly locked onto the location where the clues are most likely to be found. Now it seems that Grandma Lin's death was not in vain. At least you can start investigating the Ark Project."

"You..." Su Mingan's heartbeat was quickening.

Grandma Lin’s tragedy, the reason why she suffered so much - just to lure Su Mingan over?

Such a cruel and tragic fate for her - just to become an index?

"Isn't there enough broth?" The spirit looked at the table and found that there was only one dish. So he turned to the restaurant owner who was kneeling on the ground and said, "Bring all the dishes."

The boss was so excited that he couldn't make a sound and kept kowtowing. His knees kept scraping against the ground. He didn't dare to stand up, so he just crawled towards the kitchen.

"Where did you hide the real cure for the black fog disease?" the god continued to ask.

"Aren't you an omniscient god? Don't you know what I have done?" Su Mingan frowned.

"I have no direct knowledge of what happened in Daoya City," said the spirit.

Su Mingan's eyelids twitched again - the gods were so concerned about the special medicine for the black fog disease, could it be that the black fog disease was not that simple? It must be more than just a disease, it also had other effects.

for example……

Su Mingan suddenly thought of a very important point.

——Forbid people to think about history?

"I always find it very interesting." Su Mingan said:

"Logically, even if you burned all the books that record history, there would still be centenarians who remember what happened in the past. But the elderly can't even remember what happened when they were young - isn't that strange?"

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