Chapter 10 Tianhai calls again
Jiang Yang didn't hear Chongming's murmurs clearly, but he knew that it was Chongming praising the God of Light.
She has been with Chongming for such a long time that her ears are almost callused.
She nodded and soothed him, "Okay, okay, the God of Light is the greatest. It's impossible for him to fall in love with someone else."
After saying that, Jiang Yang quickly reached out and touched Chongming's tail.
You know what, it really is just as it looks, smooth and feels great!
Before Chongming could get angry, Jiang Yang said, "Okay, I'm going to start working now. You can go play by yourself over there."
Chongming pouted and said proudly, "Can you please stop making your scandalous career sound so great?"
Jiang Yang turned around and focused all his attention on the live broadcast room.
During the time she paused, comments in the live broadcast room flew up, all of which were densely packed with long articles.
Jiang Yang estimated that the comments in the live broadcast room had more words than the novel she wrote.
"Eight years is nothing to a god. How could he have known that a priest had waited for him for eight whole years? Just like us who are desperately pursuing God now, how could he have known that there was such a group of believers waiting for his return?"
"The gods live as long as the heavens. Ten thousand years is nothing more than commonplace in their eyes. But for humans with short life spans, how many eight years can a person have in their lifetime? Does Zhu Qing have another eight years to wait?"
"Wow, I originally couldn't empathize with Zhu Qing. I felt like it was just eight years, and that was a bit too sentimental. Now after hearing what the above person said, I feel like I'm going to cry my eyes out."
"Wow, please stop talking upstairs. If you continue, I'm really going to cry. Zhu Qing can still see God every few years, but I, like me, can't see my true God since I was born. I can only hear about His deeds."
"God, sometimes I really wonder, when our technology is so advanced and we've solved many things that only gods can do, why do we still worship gods? Now that I think about it, it must be an instinct etched into our genes."
"Just like the desire to reproduce is in humans, the worship of gods is also engraved in our genes and will not stop as long as humans live."
Jiang Yang looked at the comments in the live broadcast room, and without even thinking, she guessed who the two people behind the live broadcast room were, with red eyes and noses from crying.
I don’t know why, but Jiang Yang found it funny when he thought that they would cry because of his novel.
She originally wanted to arrange some more sad plots, such as crying until the eyes go blind, but perhaps Zhu Qing's identity as an infatuated believer was too resonant.
At this moment, the audience in the live broadcast room has completely immersed themselves in Zhu Qing's identity. If they continue to abuse him, something might happen.
Thinking about it, Jiang Yang began to give the story a turning point, and with his fingers flying, he started creating again.
......
[I became the chief priest of the Temple of Priests, the actual ruler of this huge temple.
In the eyes of others, I am His first messenger on earth, and no one is closer to Him than me.
But only I know that I haven't listened to His oracle for a long time.
Whenever I heard that the chief priests of other temples were listening to oracles, I would be extremely upset and unable to sleep.
Although we do not believe in the same god, the fact that they can receive the oracle is more like a signal to me.
——The gods have not abandoned the human world. They care for their believers. Only my god has abandoned me.
This horrible guess was branded into my mind the moment it was born, and no matter how hard I tried to forget it, it was of no use.
I can't wait to see Him, even if it means sacrificing my life.
But I couldn't. I knew clearly that once I crossed this line and really learned the witchcraft, there would be no turning back.
The high priestess of the goddess of night once said that waiting is the most beautiful thing in the world, but she didn't know that hopeless waiting is the cruelest torture in the world.
Every moment feels like a sharp knife cutting into my heart, and it is extremely painful.
But I was clearly in excruciating pain, yet I had to maintain a calm appearance.
Eight years is enough to change me beyond recognition.
But for the gods, eight years is just a blink of an eye.
When I saw my God again, His appearance was the same as before, not affected by time at all.
Yes, I saw my God again, in a dream.
He was still so lazy, leaning on the couch, careless.
In the endless silence, I could hear the deafening pounding of my heart, accompanied by His gentle laughter.
“You have grown up,” I heard Him say.
Have I grown up?
I reached out and touched my face. Time had left too many traces on this once innocent face. As soon as I touched it, a sense of vicissitudes of life invaded my heart.
Amidst the throbbing, passionate sound of my heartbeat, I heard myself say, "You're joking. I'm not growing up, I'm getting old."
My God is still so close to me, as if these eight years had never passed between us.
I saw Him gesture towards my face with His hand, and after a moment, a thoughtful expression appeared on His face: “Yes, you have indeed grown older and more mature.”
I heard Him chuckle, and He seemed to be very pleased with my face.
I lowered my head and observed my face through the polished floor of the priest's hall.
When I was young, I never cared about my face.
When I accidentally found out that my God took good care of me because of this face, I felt both hatred and gratitude.
For many years, this is the face I least want to see, but it is also the face I protect best.
I know the rumors outside, which are nothing more than saying that I am a guy who values my face more than my life.
But how do they know how important this face is to me?
Fortunately, I did nothing wrong, and my God was very satisfied with this face.
Or perhaps, I am more like that person, the person He has been thinking about for a long time and has never forgotten.
When I was young and frivolous, I had resentment towards that person, but now, I am grateful to him.
I searched for a long time but couldn't find any trace of that person. No matter in the classics or in the memories of the old people in the priest's temple, there has never been such a person.
At first, I also doubted whether this person really existed, but I could feel in my heart that I was not wrong. The way my god looked at me was as if he was looking through me at another person.
After strengthening my faith, I increased the intensity and scope of my search. I not only looked for priests and scriptures from this temple, but I even traveled thousands of miles to find ancient records from other temples.
I spent several years searching and checking one by one, but found nothing. Then I came up with a terrible guess.
Being able to so easily and effortlessly erase all traces of a person's existence in this world, possessing such power and authority, can only be a god.
What did that person do wrong, or what happened in between, that could cause a magnanimous god like my God to punish him in this way?
I'm not interested and don't want to understand.
Since my God has buried everything about him in the yellow sands of history, I have no interest in digging him out.
Now that all traces have been erased, there is no need for you to appear in this world anymore.
I had only one thought - I would never follow in his footsteps.
Unlike that fool who once received the attention of God but eventually disappeared into history, I will definitely not be so stupid.
In the past, I was the most trusted priest beside our God and his loyal believer.
Thousands of years later, in the history books, I will be the most favored high priest of our God, and no one will be able to shake my position.
No one can do it, not even that person!
Today is a bright and refreshing day, may my God be happy.
......
Chongming finished reading a novel on his mobile phone, and when he came to his senses, he saw that his phone was filled with calls from other people.
He handed the phone to Jiang Yang. Jiang Yang only took a glance and knew it was another call from Tianhai.
She didn't plan to answer it, so she blocked the call. Just as she was about to take a break, she saw a new call coming in, and it seemed that the call would not stop until she got a reply.
Jiang Yang was a little annoyed, but there was no point in avoiding it, so he had to answer it.
As soon as the call was connected, a voice came from the other end: "Hello, is this the host of [Late at night, he broke into the God's tent...]?"
Jiang Yang listened to the long list of live broadcast room names and felt so embarrassed that he wished he could find a crack to crawl into.
She was silent for a while, then coughed guiltily twice, "Just call me Jiang Yang."
Lin Xi nodded on the other end of the phone, then realized that Jiang Yang couldn't see him through the phone, so he hurriedly said:
"Okay, Ms. Jiang Yang. First of all, congratulations to Ms. Jiang Yang on your impressive performance on the Tianhai live stream. Secondly, I'm calling to ask if you're interested in signing a contract?"
Lin Xi spoke very quickly, as if he was afraid that Jiang Yang would refuse again, so he quickly told her about the benefits of signing a contract with Tianhai.
Finally, he didn't forget to end with a pie-in-the-sky ending: "Ms. Jiang Yang's performance in the past few days has been noticed by our boss. We are very confident that Miss Jiang Yang's live broadcast room will soon become Tianhai's top live broadcast room."
"Competing with top streamers, our Tianhai's benefits are even better," Lin Xi said in a lowered voice with a hint of coaxing:
"Furthermore, Tianhai values its anchors the most. To protect their interests, the company's legal department will be mobilized to defend their rights."
"I believe Miss Jiang Yang should know that our Tianhai Legal Department is one of the best."
The implication is that no matter what Jiang Yang did, they could get him out of prison.
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