Chapter 1: Become a god but still have no money?
Jiang Yang stared at the person in the mirror intently. The features on her fair little face were delicate and beautiful, and she didn't look like an ordinary person at first glance.
The long silver-white hair behind her was as smooth as a waterfall, and strangely, it did not show a weird beauty, but rather a sacred beauty.
There is no doubt about the identity of the person in the mirror - a god.
This was Jiang Yang’s first time seeing a fairy, and also her first time being a fairy.
Seven days ago, Jiang Yang was just an ordinary college student, but a car accident brought her into this world.
When Jiang Yang first arrived in this world, he was discovered by the staff of a homeless shelter.
Just when Jiang Yang thought she had traveled through time, a child claiming to be Chongming suddenly appeared from her mind and proudly told Jiang Yang:
"You, Jiang Yang, you are the newborn god of this world! The greatest god!"
Before Jiang Yang could react, he heard Chongming begin to introduce himself very solemnly:
"I, Chongming, am the messenger of the God of Light, and also the most trusted messenger of the God of Light."
"Ten thousand years ago, the God of Light predicted that a new god would be born today, so he created me to guide you."
Jiang Yang was delighted, as the word "god" made her imagine a lot.
If you are a god, can you travel through the world and go back to the past?
But Jiang Yang was happy for only a short time before he noticed something unusual.
He is said to be a god, but in reality he is... a waste...
Jiang Yang's mind moved, and she saw a dazzling light suddenly appear on her fingertips, which were originally empty. Before she could be happy, it went out in the next second.
Jiang Yang waved his hands helplessly, his face full of disappointment: "Tsk, it still doesn't work."
Chongming, who was standing beside her, looked at Jiang Yang's actions. He was clearly a three-year-old child, but he pretended to be mature and shook his head.
"I've already told you that you're a newborn god without any divine power. Why don't you believe it?"
"You were just born, and you had no believers. Without believers, you have no divine power. Without divine power, you cannot perform miracles, and you cannot gain believers..."
Jiang Yang listened to the endless repetition in Chongming's words and looked up at the sky helplessly: It's better not to be a god for this rookie dog.
As a newborn god born in response to the laws of heaven and earth, Jiang Yang's divine power is entirely contributed by her believers, unlike those first-generation gods who can call the wind and rain from birth.
And as for her believers... Jiang Yang pretended to count with his fingers and finally came to the conclusion - there were none at all.
When a god was born, oracles were sent down from heaven and earth to inform the world of the god's coming. After that, the god would perform miracles, and thus naturally gain believers. But now all this has changed for Jiang Yang.
As a newly born god after the war, the light of heaven and earth, which had no spiritual power, consumed countless spiritual energy and blood to give birth to her. Not to mention announcing it to the world, even Jiang Yang herself was a disabled god who had to rely on believers.
After Jiang Yang knew the whole story, he was lying on the bed feeling depressed when he heard a knock on the door. The "dong dong dong" sound was very annoying.
When Chongming heard the noise and knew someone was coming, he hurried to hide.
Jiang Yang saw Chongming burying his head in the sofa like an ostrich, but his big round butt was exposed to the air, which was particularly conspicuous.
Chongming seemed to be able to feel the coolness from his butt, and knowing that it was still exposed, he quickly asked Jiang Yang to push him into the gap between the sofa and the wall to hide.
"Jiang Yang, come and help me quickly. We can't let them see me like this. It's really undermining the dignity of the God of Light."
Jiang Yang looked at Chongming's behavior of not caring about the head but the butt, and ignored Chongming's words, but smiled evilly.
She reached out and pulled Chongming's arm, not asking him to hide. Seeing Chongming screaming in anxiety, she said with a wicked smile:
"Why are you hiding? Others may not know me, but they definitely know you."
"You are the famous messenger of the God of Light with the most followers. If you leave now..."
Before Jiang Yang could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhong Ming: "I can't prove my identity now!"
"After the war, all divine power disappeared from the world. Those gods who were born earlier have long since fallen."
Chongming had no choice but to crawl out of the gap, pointing at his three-headed body, and said helplessly:
"Do I look like a messenger of the God of Light? Without the blessing of the God of Light's power, can I still be considered a messenger?"
As Chongming spoke, there was a hint of anger on his face.
The baby fat on both sides of the cheeks, flushed with anger, looks like it would be easy to pinch.
Jiang Yang's fingers were about to move, but he was thinking of Chongming's identity as a colleague and tried his best to restrain himself.
Jiang Yang: "Then you are also the messenger of the God of Light. With this identity, those believers should also provide for you, right?"
Chongming felt Jiang Yang's burning gaze, and quickly covered his cheeks with his small, chubby hands.
Hearing that Jiang Yang had not given up, he didn't care about his face and quickly turned around to explain:
"I'm not the God of Light, so I can't absorb the power of faith. The little bit of the God of Light's aura in me has almost dissipated in my slumber for tens of millions of years. Humans can't see it."
Chongming said, turning around and motioning Jiang Yang to look at him.
"Who would believe you, the messenger of the God of Light, when you're like this? I'm afraid you'll be kicked out of the Divine Affairs Bureau as a lunatic the moment you step into it."
"And I can't let them see me like this. How can the messenger of the God of Light be like this?"
Seeing that the knocking on the door was getting more and more urgent, Jiang Yang had to let go of Chongming's hand and turned to open the door.
As soon as Jiang Yang opened the door, he saw two staff members wearing red work clothes standing at the door, one male and one female, with friendly faces and gentle tones.
"Hello, Miss Jiang, we are from Wuliangcai Company."
The staff member had a gentle smile, and the smile on the corner of his mouth never fell while he spoke.
His tone was gentle, but his words were like sharp thorns piercing his heart, causing a dull pain.
"We are here to inform you that if you cannot repay your debt within one month, we will take you to a designated labor facility until your debt is repaid."
The smile on Jiang Yang's face instantly collapsed, and he asked politely, "What kind of workplace is that?"
The little red man looked at each other in bewilderment, probably because he didn't expect the person in front of him to give up paying the debt without even struggling.
Finally, the female Little Red Man broke the silence: "God of Light, I dare not lie to you. I think it's probably a mine."
Jiang Yang was struck by lightning. Just the word "mine" brought to mind many scenes.
It took her a while to come back to her senses, and she asked in a daze, "How much debt do I owe now?"
"Thirty-three thousand yuan," the male Little Red Man calculated, "plus the house you're renting now, the total cost will be fifty thousand yuan."
Jiang Yang turned his head and looked at the house in disbelief. This small, shabby house that covered less than ten square meters actually cost 17,000 yuan in rent a month?
"The rent for this house is 17,000 yuan a month?" Are you here to rob?
Jiang Yang's question was stuck in his throat but he didn't ask it out loud, but the expression on his face said it all.
Seeing the expression of collapse on Jiang Yang's delicate and beautiful face, the female celebrity suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion in her heart, a mixture of guilt, fear and other complex emotions.
Logically speaking, she has been doing this job for five years and has long been as determined as a rock, but now when she sees Jiang Yang, she can't bear to see Jiang Yang fall into this situation.
She deliberately cleared her throat and reminded him, "Don't even think about calling the police. We have connections. As soon as you do, you'll be discovered, and then it won't just be a matter of outstanding debts."
While the staff nearby weren't paying attention, she whispered, "You'd better run away quickly, but don't take any transportation that requires your real name."
"You have no citizenship, and your debt is whatever they want to invent."
When Jiang Yang heard this, he knew he had fallen into a den of thieves.
She first said thank you in an inaudible voice, and then repeatedly promised that she would pay off the debt by the end of the month.
Jiang Yang started to worry as soon as he closed the door.
Chongming sat beside Jiang Yang. Seeing Jiang Yang's face full of bitterness and hatred, he comforted him, "It's okay. The great God of Light will protect us."
Jiang Yang said with a forced smile, "But the Messenger of the God of Light will soon be captured by his followers and taken to mining. How can he protect us?"
Chongming was choked by Jiang Yang and couldn't speak. He could only sit beside her in disappointment.
After a while, Jiang Yang seemed to have thought of a good idea. He picked up Chongming and rushed to the computer.
"What do you think about me going to reveal some gossip about the God of Light? Would any of his followers be willing to spend money on him?"
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