Chapter 051 The Most Precious Gift (V)

After talking about the gift, the high priest did not take Dong Jin back to the area where the servants of God lived. Instead, he found an empty room for Dong Jin in the temple next to his own and said,

"It's late at night now. This was originally the residence for the new priest. You will stay here for one night. Tomorrow morning I will have someone vacate a side hall for you that is closest to the main temple."

After smiling and talking about the accommodation, Priest spoke again with embarrassment, "I am truly honored to witness the coming of that Excellency tonight. So I want to build a statue for Him before the high sacrifice and place it in the temple so that people can admire His glory. I just don't know if He will find it offensive."

At this point, how could Dong Jin not hear that the high priest was hinting for him to return the favor. Although the high priest wanted to gain fame by building a statue for the new god, this proposal was exactly what he wanted. So

Dong Jin said the answer that this man wanted to hear the most: "My god controls the daylight and the truth. As long as you come here sincerely, how can He be stingy with His glory?"

The high priest's smile suddenly became more genuine when he heard this. He immediately responded: "Yes, when I saw that gentleman for the first time, I felt that He was like the sun shining on everything. But I am not blessed enough, I don't know his name, and I am not qualified to see his true face, so I may need the help of you as an agent to build the statue in the future..."

Name and true face? Dong Jin thought for a moment and decided to be bolder.

All he said at this moment was: "My god's alias in the human world is 'Dong Jin'."

Each instance has its own translation system to ensure smooth communication between trialists from each universe, and between trialists and NPCs. But this translation only covers the common language of each universe, and when Dong Jin said his name at this moment, he chose the minority language of this universe.

Originally, he even wanted to use pinyin, but the ability of the audience from the higher-dimensional universe in the live broadcast room was unknown, and who knew what they could analyze based on two pronunciations. So he finally picked a language that sounded good and said it out.

"About the true appearance of my god..." Dong Jin was clearly deifying himself the previous second, but the next second he showed hesitation and said: "Speaking of this, I have to apologize to you first, because I hid something from you before."

"When I saw my god's crown from another perspective, I actually saw the face under the crown. But because that face looks exactly like me, I didn't know how to say it for a while."

"Looks like you?!" The high priest subconsciously looked at Dong Jin's face after hearing this.

Perhaps because Dong Jin's words were preconceived, the more he looked, the more he felt that the person in front of him did not look like a human being - it's not that Dong Jin doesn't look good, but that he looks too good.

With such a flawless face, coupled with the sense of disconnection from the world, if he puts on the crown and says that he is the reincarnation of a god, many people will believe it.

Thinking of this, the high priest recalled all the experiences of tonight.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Dong Jin could really be the incarnation of a god in the world? The words that the god said when he descended before were just a cover for his true identity.

Otherwise, why would an unprecedented agent suddenly appear, and why would so many gods cast their eyes on him?

After thinking seriously for a while, the high priest, who had been fooled countless times in just one night, was fooled again.

However, he did not express his mistaken idea so directly, but only said tactfully: "... In this case, then the face of the statue will be carved according to yours. After all, you are the representative of the god, almost equivalent to His incarnation in the world. No one can represent Him better than you."

"This matter is settled. It's getting late, you... you should get some rest! Tomorrow when you want to choose a flying mount, come to the side hall to find me, I'm always free."

When he half-concealed "you" came out, the audience in Dongjin's live broadcast room almost laughed.

[Tsk tsk tsk, Dongjin's mouth, a lie! ]

[Jin Ge actually pretended to be hesitant and didn't know what to say. You have replaced the name and face of the statue with your own. What else are you afraid of? Why are you pretending to be a big shot? Who would believe it (laughing loudly.jpg)! ］

［Hahaha! Don't say that. The high priest believes it! Seriously, try to do some good deeds and don't try to deceive someone again. Can you fool someone else? This person is almost fainted by you! ］

If Dong could see the bullet screen, he might say to the audience, "This is nothing."

In the highest universe outside the copy, those victims who were really deceived by him are now silent.

And this is not the end.

When the high priest was about to leave in a daze, Dong Jin stood at the door and began his final performance: "Wait a moment, did you mention before that the bards sang poems?"

After the high priest nodded in confusion, Dong Jin continued: "When I recalled the face of the god just now, a melody suddenly rang in my mind. That melody didn't sound like it came from this continent, but rather seemed to come from somewhere farther away."

"So I was wondering, is this my god asking me to use that distant melody as the soundtrack for tonight's poetry? But I don't know anything about poetry. If you need it, I can try to memorize the score for you."

"The song is called "Renewal of the Continent." ①

The tool man is so useful, how can you only use it once or twice? Of course, he would use enough of it while he could still use it!

In addition to asking Priest to build a statue for him, Dong Jin even left it to the high priest to compose poems for him and the "God of Daylight and Truth" and to spread

his fame in the continent. After all, those who are capable will do more work, and it would be a waste if they were not used. Priest was originally worried about whether he would really have a place in the poem composed for tonight's events. So when Dong Jin told him about the score, he happily agreed without even listening to the music - with such a magical piece of music, why would he worry about not finding someone to write poems for?

After tonight, all the bards in the continent will have to chase him to ask for the qualification to write poems!

"You can tell from the title of this song that it is not an ordinary one. Don't worry, I will definitely find the best bard to write the best poem to match it!"

The high priest came happily and left happily.

Both he and Dong Jin achieved their goals in excess, and it can be said that everyone was happy.

After the high priest left, Dong Jin, who was standing by the door, did not go back immediately, but said to a corner of the corridor in the distance: "Come out."

When he opened the door to see off the high priest, he noticed the violent shaking of the candlelight on the left side of the corridor. With a casual glance, two black shadows hiding hurriedly on the opposite wall came into his eyes.

[Black shadow (male): From a trialer in the same universe as you.]

[Shadow (female): A trialist from the same universe as you who teamed up with the former.]

If it weren't for the information given by the "Eye of Truth", Dong Jin would not have deliberately stood to the right to change the high priest's line of sight.

But what do these two guys who can't even hide well want to do at this time?

At this time, the two trialists had no intention of hiding, and they walked out honestly as soon as Dong Jin opened his mouth.

At this time, the male trialist walking in front followed Dong Jin's line of sight and also found his shadow on the wall, so he tried to save his image with an embarrassed look: "This is our first time walking this road, and we are not very familiar with it. We just bumped into you opening the door, so we dodged in a hurry."

"Come on, don't embarrass yourself, and get out of the way." The next second, the young woman behind him raised her hand and pushed him away, then handed Dong Jin a piece of parchment and said, "My name is Liz, his name is Shell, and we are here to give you something."

"Except for you, there are a total of 188 trialists from our universe in this copy. This piece of paper records the specific talents of these 188 people. But I can't guarantee that everything they write is true."

Dong Jin opened the wax-sealed parchment with some surprise.

He took a quick look and found that the handwriting on the paper was different and the intervals were not consistent. There were also some ink stains between the lines when the words were covered with external objects.

Looking at these marks on the paper, Dong Jin estimated that the trialists did not want others to know their talents. So every time the previous person finished writing, he would immediately cover his handwriting with something, and then let the next person continue writing. The

reason why two people came to deliver this paper tonight was probably to supervise each other to prevent the other from peeking at the contents of the paper.

But if the test takers wanted to keep it secret so much, why were they willing to write down their talents? Did someone force them to do so?

"We wrote this voluntarily, at least most of us did." Liz, who handed over the paper, sensed Dong Jin's surprise, so she explained a few more words: "Your performance in the first two tests is obvious to all. Even if some people don't want to admit it, we all know in our hearts that you at least represent half of the future of our universe."

"Even half is not enough. You are the future of our universe."

"Three MVPs suddenly appeared in this dungeon, and two of them are from other universes. It's not normal no matter how you look at it. This is all we can do for you. If you need someone's talent, just tell us. No matter what, you can't die in this dungeon."

At this moment, Shel, who was standing on the side, listened for a long time and felt that there was nothing more to add, so he replied straightforwardly: "She is right!"

Even though Dong Jin had expected their intentions after receiving the parchment, he was still inevitably silent for a moment after hearing these words.

In the first thousand midnights, he was a complete intruder, whether to Lei Ming or to those other universes. He had no companions, and even when he needed to go through the level with others sometimes, he mostly used intimidation and inducement.

It can be said that until the last instance, he was still a lone wolf who

cleared the level by himself. Even though he and Feilin worked together for a short period of time at the end of the last instance, in terms of the process and results, he and Feilin still owed each other nothing. But this time was obviously different.

He and Feilin knew each other, but apart from Gale, who ranked third in this universe, he was completely unfamiliar with the other trialists in the instance. He didn't expect them to do this for him.

"Thank you." In the end, this was the only thing Dong Jin could say.

Hearing this, Shell took a step back in embarrassment. He did not take credit for it, but told the origin of the paper: "Actually, it was Gale who suggested writing down the talents. At first, one or two people were reluctant, but Gale is really strong, and they agreed to write it after weighing the difference in strength."

"What are their names? Liz, do you remember? Tell Dong Jin."

At this time, Liz was a little desperate about the clear stupidity of Shell.

If it weren't for the fact that her and Shell's talents worked together to achieve the effect of 1+1 far greater than 2, this idiot would have been playing by himself!

After glaring at her companions who kept dropping links and interrupting her narrative rhythm, Liz, who was very enterprising, finally reported the names of those people one by one and said to Dong Jin: "The talents written by these guys are probably fake. If you really ask them to do something, they might even hinder you."

"But I can swear that the talents written by me and Xie Er are absolutely authentic. If you need us, please don't hesitate to help us. We will do our best to cooperate with you."

Xie Er, who was standing by, heard this and knew that Liz was looking for opportunities for them. After all, judging from Dong Jin's past achievements in clearing levels, none of his companions suffered losses. So he added directly: "She's right!"

Dong Jin took another look at the parchment in his hand after hearing this, confirming the talents of these two people.

The parchment read:

[Shel: Talent "shared".]

[Liz: Talent "rented".]

"Shared" and "rented"?

Dong Jin stared at the lines of specific introductions to the abilities of these two talents written by themselves, and his mind instantly crossed out a series of uses after they were combined.

Because the scope of "sharing" and "renting" of these two people includes other people's talents.

Although their ability restrictions are extremely harsh when they want to borrow other people's talents, it is not completely impossible to achieve. And once it is really achieved, it is even enough to make people turn the tables.

No wonder Gale didn't come tonight, but asked these two to deliver the parchment.

Apparently Gale had heard about their talents from somewhere, so he pushed them in front of him in this way.