Chapter 8: I feel bad. I wrote a press release all day at work today...

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There is a law that the more you talk, the more mistakes you make. There is also a law that every word you say will become the key to uncovering your lies later.

I agree with this statement because I am very bad at lying.

In the words of the bearded man, some people are dignified and elegant, with courtly grace in their every move; some people are lively and cheerful and can get by in any tavern; but I am the mudslide who appears calm on the surface but is actually full of mud and dirt in my heart.

So explaining this kind of thing really took up all my memory. I racked my brains to come up with an explanation: "Actually, I heard someone else say that."

Odysseus raised his eyebrows and said nothing. The skill "Tea Talk" was automatically triggered, and a reply bar popped up in front of my eyes with a ding.

[Option A: She took a step forward with her heart in her hands and said shakily: "So you don't believe me..."]

[Option B: She fell into the other person's arms with tears in her eyes and groaned: "I, I am innocent..."]

[Option C: Hate it~ Isn't this common sense? What's the point of crying on top? Come back to me when you cry on the bottom~]

Huh? Huh? Huh? ?

Is this something that a god like me who has lived for tens of thousands of years can see! ?

I was horrified and quickly chose to report. Option C jumped unwillingly and struggled to disappear on the spot.

I put my hand on my chest with lingering fear and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to myself, it’s a good thing I reacted quickly!

How can we have such vulgar language in "God's Favor 2.0"? This will be reviewed by the authorities! If it is found out, we will have to write a self-criticism!

As the central optical computer, why does Lucifer only give me weird things?

Taking advantage of this gap, Odysseus frowned slightly and looked me up and down, with suspicion in his eyes almost revealing itself.

I couldn't help but twitch my lips. Okay, I know it's weird to point at the air, but please forgive me. After all, you will have to forgive me for a lot more.

If there was a second choice, I would never do it like this. Facing Odysseus's gaze, I took a step forward, fell forward neatly, and closed my eyes.

Compared to the description in "Tea Talk", I think I may be more like a fallen brick.

Bricks have their own advantages. If I have to shed tears like option B, I would rather poke my own eyes out. Generously welcome the earth's vicious blows.

At the critical moment, a pair of hands caught my body, avoiding the threat of hitting my nose. I have to say that the elf is as reliable as ever, and generously helped me out even in this situation.

Thank you, Odysseus. You are such a good spirit.

I peacefully cut off my consciousness and decided to play dead until this vest woke up from hunger.

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The decision seemed to last only ten minutes.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the elf taking off my clothes.

I closed my eyes for a moment, feeling like I was still asleep. Then, my head hit the pillow with a thump. Odysseus's voice came from above, coldly: "Take it off yourself."

These young NPCs may never understand how much stimulation this sentence brings to a god who has been disconnected from the Internet in the kingdom of God for hundreds or thousands of years and spends his days chatting and joking with a group of ghosts and telling all kinds of hell jokes.

Okay, I admit that this sentence is a bit long, but I have a good lung capacity, so it is understandable that I can say it without pause.

At this moment, my mind was already turning over the domineering literature that was circulated wildly in countless player forums. In reality, I quietly got up and began to take off my clothes very actively.

Odysseus was obviously shocked. He looked at me with wide eyes: "Why are you taking off your clothes!?"

I was puzzled: "Didn't you ask me to take it off?"

The elf angrily threw the robe in his hand to me: "...I asked you to go over and take it off and change clothes."

I really didn't understand, my shirt fell to the ground, revealing a large area of ​​holy light underneath. Since the cheap believer's body was not yet old, the whole area below the neck was covered with brilliant white light, and a line of small words could be vaguely seen flashing.

[Protecting minors is everyone's responsibility. The Lord of Light kindly reminds you: Anyone who attacks a cub will be killed! Disgusting! Kill them! Drag them out! Punish them with dogs! Throw them to feed the God of the Underworld!]

The white light flashed and flashed, illuminating the entire room. The light of mercy was just short of saying: [Players and intelligent NPCs who see this scene, you are a pervert. I will call someone to beat you up.]

Don’t underestimate holographic games that have been popular for so long!

We have been tested by hundreds of social psychologists and are a serious game in the truest sense. There are also levels of clothing exposure classified according to age. If you really want to fall in love, you have to wait until this body is over 20 years old.

Do you know how to protect minors? Even if I were a ten-thousand-year-old god, I would still faithfully defend the dignity of my cheap believers!

This is not a question of whether the shell is controlled by artificial intelligence. This is a tough battle to not allow any criminals to take advantage of the opportunity. We must resolutely defend the normal order of the game, strike at the source, and protect the safety of all minors!

...Wait, what did I just say?

Before I could continue thinking, Odysseus came over with big strides and put pajamas on me with a dark face. The dazzling white light finally dimmed.

The elf finally couldn't maintain her usual attitude as the flower of the mountain, and turned her head back nervously.

The leaves outside the door rustled slightly, and in the extremely tense atmosphere, the door and window were suddenly opened from the outside.

The fully armed elf team looked around and showed surprise when they saw Odysseus. Then, their eyes fell on me and turned very sad.

"Your Highness, we have detected that someone is in the same room with a minor. Please come with us."

Odysseus: “…”

I silently said sorry in my heart.

Yes, in our game, there can't even be any adults or video equipment present when minors are changing clothes.

On the one hand, "God's Favor 2.0" does not support children who cannot take care of themselves to log in. On the other hand, the mastermind has always attached great importance to order in this regard.

Michael, one of the main control computers of "God's Blessing 2.0", said that he hopes to create a world where everyone can play happily within the order. No matter whether you are male or female, old or young, weak or strong, you can find fun here.

Games are not just played for the sake of addiction or entertainment. What you learn and the memories you leave in the process are also precious treasures that the mastermind wants to give to players. Therefore, it hates any criminal acts that infringe on the rights of the vulnerable.

Although Lucifer always felt that the other party was too naive, it had to be said that this world was a reflection of the thoughts of both of them.

...It would be better if players didn't deliberately choose underage characters, and then suddenly take off their clothes to summon guards to arrest everyone indiscriminately during gang wars...

This incident caused a huge uproar among the intelligent NPCs. It can only be said that the so-called players are guys who like excitement. Because this incident was too embarrassing, Lucifer later banned players from exploding clothes after entering the battlefield. This is a later story.

Watching the silver-haired saint follow the other party away, I silently apologized again and planned to visit him tomorrow.

But before that, there is a more important question. Just as I suddenly thought of it, I counted on my fingers and took a deep breath.

You can only fall in love after you are 20 years old. By the time I complete the side quest, won’t I have to stay here for six or seven years? ?

No, no, this will never work.

I will go back to the Church of the Lord of Light tomorrow!