Chapter 131 Chapter 131 Concealment. (40,000 nutrient solution plus more)...
Su Cheng looked at him sullenly for a few seconds. "I don't really want to talk to you right now."
Some bad memories subconsciously came to her mind.
…It’s not too bad actually.
After all, he wasn't against her, and they didn't draw swords against each other, they just had a conversation.
Logically speaking, there wasn't much wrong with his behavior at the time, after all, the place was close to Highgarden, and she had used illusions.
It was a good thing he didn't fight with her.
But, for some reason, she just felt a little unhappy.
It would have been fine if I couldn't see him, but now that we meet, those emotions come flooding back.
Ian was silent for a moment, "I'm sorry, if it's because of what happened in the Echo Plane."
"That's not the real you," Su Cheng crossed his arms, "You don't need to apologize for something you didn't do—"
"If it helps alleviate the current situation," the blond youth said slowly, "I don't mind apologizing, even though I think I'm right."
Su Cheng took a deep breath, "...Do you know what happened in there?"
"I can only say that everyone you meet in the Echo Plane, as long as this person is still alive, or more precisely, exists in any form—"
Ian explained patiently, "They can receive those 'memories' and even merge with them if they want."
Su Cheng felt a little terrified when he heard this. "Fusion? After fusion, what happened in the echo plane will be like my own memories to some extent?"
"Memory isn't an inscription carved into steel. Unlike mortals, gods can use their power to make it constant and clear, or they can make it fade and blur, or add something else as they wish."
Su Cheng looked at him thoughtfully, "...I've heard similar things."
After saying that, she felt a little regretful.
Because the last person who expressed his views on memory seemed to be the God of Illusion, or the heretic false god in the eyes of the Holy See.
Ian didn't ask further questions, "Many people have this view because it is the truth."
"However," Su Cheng thought for a moment, "many people participate in the trial. Everyone has a different personality and will make different choices, creating different stories—"
"In theory, that's true," Ian raised his eyebrows, "but you know some people who go in might die before they even meet a certain god."
Su Cheng: “…Ah?”
He mused, "After all, participants have different strengths and luck, but they don't necessarily need to have any connection with the deity itself. As long as they display the required qualities, they may still be chosen."
Su Cheng narrowed his eyes and stared at him, "You seemed to have said before that you didn't know much about the Trial of Divine Grace—"
"That's the truth," Ian said, looking at her without any guilt. "I'm not interested in this kind of thing, but after you said you wanted to participate, I went to find out more."
Su Cheng looked at him silently for a while, "Why on earth did I meet you in there?"
"Perhaps it's because of that holy relic," Ian sighed softly, "I didn't deliberately... let you meet me, or prevent you from doing so."
He said frankly, "I hope to let nature take its course and let fate and probability decide. Although I know that if we meet, it will probably not develop very well."
"Really?" Su Cheng said unhappily. "Don't tell me, I actually quite like the series of events that happened after that, even though they have nothing to do with you."
Ian looked at her calmly, "Then why are you angry now?"
"Because," Su Cheng forced a smile, "you are obviously a god, but you pretend to be a priest."
"Oh," he said as if suddenly realizing something, "you feel uncomfortable because of this concealment, not because I am cold to you in the Echo Plane?"
Su Cheng stared at him expressionlessly for a few seconds, "You know, I still want to take a good tour of the Holy City."
After saying that, she turned and left.
Judging from all the signs, this guy's appearance in there was not a surprise, so she had almost guessed it since she woke up in the Shadow Forest.
The number of gods in the divine realm, especially those in the camp of the God of Light, starts from three digits.
There are dozens of main gods and secondary gods in total, and there are also many quasi-gods who have no status but are only given power.
and--
According to the nature of the original work, basically everyone who has interactions with the protagonist has some extraordinary identity.
They themselves may even be in a state of amnesia, and suddenly wake up one day and remember that they are actually gods.
There are countless similar situations.
Of course, there are also some who have not lost their memory, but for some reason, they have to disguise themselves as humans or other identities to move around in the northern and southern continents.
Su Cheng had also been mentally prepared for something similar.
"I can stay with you."
A large shadow suddenly fell from the side, almost completely covering her figure.
Ian stood up and walked over to her. "If you want to hang out here, I'm pretty familiar with the place."
Su Cheng did not refuse.
"...the aura on me," she suddenly asked, "you've mentioned it several times, so you can always tell who I've been in contact with, right?"
"Not really," Ian mused, "sometimes it's just chaos."
Su Cheng frowned and looked at him, "You know me and——"
Ian tilted his head slightly, "No matter which name you want to spit out, it will not affect our relationship."
"Really?" Su Cheng crossed his arms. "It's hard for me to say what our relationship is."
He was stunned for a moment, looking a little puzzled. "Weren't we dating before?"
Su Cheng didn't know whether he was pretending or it was real, but based on her understanding of this guy, it was most likely the former.
"...Can each god only see memories related to itself?"
Su Cheng couldn't help but ask the question he was most curious about. "Or, for example, if you want to see it, everything I do in there will be visible?"
Ian looked at her calmly, and a hint of smile seemed to float in his deep and calm golden eyes.
"Theoretically, the answer to this question is yes."
Su Cheng: “…”
To be honest, since it was difficult to say how long she would spend in the Echo Plane, she was also informed of some relevant rules before entering the Trial of Divine Grace.
Neither she nor anyone else cares about their privacy being peeped at, such as when they are taking a bath or changing clothes in daily life.
First of all, gods are not that boring, and secondly, the gods in this world are all non-humans.
What's more, in order to gain power, this is not even a sacrifice, no one would care about such a thing.
So this is not what she is worried about now.
She kissed the God of Jealousy first, then kissed the God of Purity, and even danced passionately with the God of Darkness.
If you don’t know, you might think it’s some love story trial.
"but--"
Ian looked at the puffed-up face of the girl next to him and added slowly, "Whether they can see or not is not decided by them, but by the provider of that memory."
Su Cheng looked at him puzzledly. "What do you mean? Let me give you an example. When we met, if you didn't want other gods to see you, then they wouldn't see you. But if you didn't care, then they could see you."
The blond young man nodded gracefully, "That's right."
Su Cheng hesitated to speak.
All right.
This is even more suspenseful.
Su Cheng held his forehead with his hand and said, "Okay, whatever. I haven't done anything shameful. All my words and actions are just my true self."
Ian smiled silently, and the unhappiness in his eyes dissipated a little, "...Yeah, I know."
They walked side by side into the depths of the holy city.
The entire Solan is dominated by white, but it is not pure white.
Those stones nourished by the sun and lake water, after special processing, present various flavors of white, such as chalcedony white, mother-of-pearl white, ivory white, cloud white, and bright moon white. They may all look white when viewed individually, but when placed together, subtle differences can be seen, thus constructing a sense of layering for the entire city.
From the towers, temples, libraries, and the outer clergy residences, the warm and delicate white stones all glow softly in the morning sun, and the cross-flame ring emblem of the Holy See is inlaid everywhere.
They walked through the wide, straight streets. The crystal windows of the shops on both sides were as smooth as mirrors, reflecting the clear sky and cloud shadows.
The lush green belts are also trimmed very neatly, with a few magical plants with calming effects mixed in.
After going a little deeper, huge arcade bridges appear above your head, connecting different blocks and functional buildings.
From time to time, clergymen passed by.
Those people walked past without looking around, and some of them greeted me in a friendly manner, but it didn't look like they were greeting acquaintances.
Su Cheng actually wanted to ask Ian more about himself, but when he thought about his experience in the trial, he just felt unhappy for no reason.
So she began to keep silent.
Ian seemed to have a purpose in mind as he led her into a huge and magnificent temple and walked through the bright and spacious corridors.
The morning light passed through the arched windows, drawing a strip of light in the air and illuminating the floating dust. At the end of the corridor, a slender figure appeared.
He was wearing a pure white robe inlaid with gold. The expensive mercerized fabric had a drapey feel, making him look more solemn and elegant.
Su Cheng immediately recognized the old acquaintance, "...Zhan En?"
When the archbishop looked up and saw them, he showed a bit of surprise, followed by a subtle embarrassment.
But he was very good at controlling and concealing his emotions, and quickly returned to normal. "Someone sent me a message earlier, and I guessed it was you. Congratulations on completing the Divine Grace Trial."
"Thanks," Su Cheng thought for a moment, "By the way, has the God-Favoured Ones training class started yet?"
"Yes," Zhan En said with a gentle smile, "...After not seeing each other for a while, your strength has increased at an amazing rate. Perhaps you don't need to study so much anymore."
He then explained, "Except for those who wish to participate in the Holy Coronation Ceremony, everyone else will primarily learn how to summon the gods, or the techniques for obtaining their power at crucial moments. Of course, you can attend their classes, but let me tell you, your understanding of the gods' power already surpasses most of them."
Su Cheng did not refute.
She was still carrying some valuable things on her body, and she didn't want to expose them all to the Holy See.
Su Cheng knew that he would not die, and the curse would not occur like before, or it was no longer a curse.
Su Cheng: "Okay, that's just an excuse. Actually, I wanted to come in and take a look. I've heard about Solan for a long time."
While they were talking, another person came around the corner.
The man had dark red curly hair, reddish-brown animal ears on his head, and wore an intricate and ornate cloak, with a sturdy, straight uniform underneath.
He looked up and saw them.
The red-haired man was obviously quite familiar with Zhan En, so his eyes passed over the Archbishop's face and first saw Su Cheng standing in front of him.
"It's you, Miss. Oh, now I should call you Your Excellency. When I saw you in Amber City that year—"
His eyes paused and his voice stopped abruptly.
Su Cheng also recognized him.
The Holy See has a total of nine legion commanders in the Northern Continent, one of whom is His Excellency Ling Yang. She welcomed him after sending away the succubus on the night she traveled through time.
Later he wiped out the Gawler family and sent her a letter.
"Anyway—"
Ling Yang's expression became a little strange, and the animal ears on his head moved. "I knew you would achieve something, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."
"Thank you," Su Cheng said sincerely, "I was very grateful for your kindness that day. Also, please remember to send me a letter about the matter with Earl Gawler. You said we'd meet again in the capital, but it's a pity we missed each other. How about I treat you to a meal?"
Ling Yang's gaze moved uncontrollably to her side.
Ling Yang: “…”
Su Cheng looked at him in shock as he revealed his airplane ears.
Su Cheng: “…………”
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