Chapter 124
Hughes looked at Him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. He asked softly, "Do you want to eat strawberries?"
The cow cat responded happily: "Meow meow meow! Eat!" His joy was almost overflowing, as if he would start a happy dance at any time.
The lovely goose girl was truly healing. In her company, Zeus's troubles seemed to have dissipated a little.
Little Aini also went home, and there were only four cubs left. A feeling of anticipation surged in Xiusi's heart, as if the scene of a happy reunion was right before his eyes.
This was something Hughes had been looking forward to for a long time, but suddenly, the thing he saw in his dream reappeared in his mind, causing him to fall into a depressed mood.
This is something that cannot be discussed with the children. Xiu Si couldn't help but think of Wang Chang'er, Roger and Justin. They haven't been heard from for a long time. It is said that they are investigating something. Xiu Si can't help but feel a little worried. Are they really safe?
He knew that if Wang Chang'er was there, all problems would be solved. Wang Chang'er was not only powerful, but also had a convincing personality. He was a true hero. He had rich experience and extensive connections, and was a role model in the hearts of countless people.
Thinking of this, Xiusi couldn't help but sigh that his good friend had already reached the realm of God King, while although he had also worked hard for more than 8,000 years, he had only reached level 79.
You don't know until you compare. Once you compare, you will be shocked. It is impossible not to feel ashamed. I am still too slow. It is really useless.
Would the children be proud of such a father? Hughes' eyes dimmed, but he quickly adjusted his mood. He knew that as a father of his children, he could not let his emotions affect them.
The most taboo in cultivation is impatience. Once you are too eager for success, you may go astray. However, Xius vaguely felt that the world was about to set off a great uproar, and it would be difficult to deal with it without sufficient strength. This premonition made him feel the urgency and pressure of the "deadline approaching" for the first time in a long time.
As a modeler, Hughes often faces pressure and tension from deadlines in his daily work. However, the "deadline" he is facing at this moment is definitely not just a work-related one. It probably concerns the fate of the entire world, and the safety of himself and his children.
Hughes was not sure if he could get through this difficult time safely. He had too many unknowns about the world and his own future. Even about his own children, he didn't know much. Vashak, Samkina... many of the kids were out there and he didn't know what they were doing. Were they upgrading? I guess so, but I was still worried without knowing the specific situation.
Xius smiled, but suddenly fell into deep thought. He looked over the cow cat, as if he wanted to say something, but chose to remain silent.
"Dad meow?" The Cow Cat is very playful. He deftly completed a three-layer fruit platter, with a Superman doll cleverly inserted in the middle and several cute IP characters placed around it. The whole work is full of innocence and fun.
Hughes came back to his senses, stroked the cow cat's head gently, and praised: "Our little Aini is really amazing."
The Cow Cat was so delighted by the praise that he seemed to be bubbling with happiness. He shook his head and responded in a childish voice: "Father is more powerful, meow. Father is the most powerful person in the world, meow!"
After hearing this, Hughes laughed without further explanation. A few minutes later, he gently picked up the cow cat, sent him back to the room, and told them a few words. After the cats were settled, he went to the study alone, ready to test the knowledge he learned in his dream at around seven o'clock in the evening.
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A few minutes later, the cats gathered in the courtyard and whispered to each other.
"Father is worried, meow."
"What should I do, meow?"
"…I don't know either, meow."
Among the four cats, the shortest one became the tallest, and the second youngest gray cat became the mature one.
They noticed that their father encountered troubles during the upgrade process, but they did not have many effective solutions to his upgrade problems and could not provide him with substantial help.
The Cow Cat thought about it, his eyes sparkling, and said, "I'll go and study with my father, meow!"
As He said this, He was about to walk away, wagging His tail.
"Wait, father said not to go in yet, meow."
The gray cat grabbed the cow cat's tail.
The cow cat was startled suddenly, turned its head immediately, grabbed its tail, and stared at the gray cat with red eyes.
"Yes meow, we can't disturb father when he is concentrating on studying meow."
The short-legged cat suddenly interrupted and spoke a long sentence.
Although the cow cat was willful, it was not unreasonable. After thinking about it, it chose to stop and nodded, saying, "You are right, meow."
Although little Aini is willful, he is not very stubborn, especially since he has just met his father. He feels that he should be cautious about anything related to his father. He cannot make his father hate him or cause trouble for him. He wants to be his father's most obedient and caring daughter, meow!
However, it would be great if their older brothers and sisters could communicate more easily so that they could ask them what they should do.
The gray cat glanced at the private chat space.
Malbus has not read private messages and doesn’t know when he will be free.
Although the fourth brother Samikina was outside, he was also busy with other things. It was still a question whether they could communicate with him if they went to find him.
Thinking of this, the gray cat turned to look at the Devon cat, who was hanging his head and reacting slowly.
The Rubik's Cube that the fourth brother is solving is Lelakin's memory. Lelakin's original magic is here. Can Lelakin solve it? Wouldn't that free the fourth brother?
The Devon cat seemed to sense His gaze, turned his head, met the gray cat's eyes, and replied: "I don't know how to solve that Rubik's Cube either, meow."
Gray Cat was dumbfounded. Cow Cat opened his eyes wide, approached Devon Cat and said, "But that's your memory, meow!"
Devon Cat frowned slightly, as if trying hard, but finally shook his head.
The gray cat and the cow cat looked at each other.
At this time, the short-legged cat lowered his head and suddenly said, "We...can't hide it from father anymore, meow."
The three cats were stunned for a moment, and their eyes focused on the dwarf cat.
Why did Celie suddenly say this?
The short-legged cat said seriously: "Father is worried, meow. Because I am often worried too, I understand it very well, meow."
He raised his head, looked into those green eyes, and said in a rare firm tone: "We have to tell our father our true identities, meow."
A lot of anxiety, tension and fear come from the unknown. Because we are too unknown about the surroundings and the world, and cannot predict our own situation, we become nervous and uneasy.
Although I don’t know what my father, who has always been emotionally stable, experienced or saw in his dream that made him feel a little bad after waking up, no matter what, this issue should be brought to the table sooner or later.
They looked at each other.
But not hiding it means telling my father that they are the Lords of the Abyss, who once ruled an era with countless dark histories, and their compatriots often fought with each other, especially the three great demons Beelzebub, Butis, and Amon. How would my father feel if he knew the deeds of any of them without any "embellishment"?
They should tell their father the truth. But can they decide this?
The four cats each have their own thoughts.
Even little Aini was silent.
The short-legged cat broke the silence and said seriously: "I need to ask Brother Bryce about the progress of the historical re-editing, meow."
Revealing their identities without any preparation, is it a good thing or a bad thing for their father? They can't judge. What if their father can't accept it and is sad...
The cats lowered their heads and saw each other's worry.
Gray Cat believes that it is better to remain unchanged than to change, especially in the current situation. The evil of the universe has been found out. There is a pervert who wants to die by all means, but there is also a creator god in secret who they don't know what is going on.
"Don't worry yet."
The gray cat looked towards the closed study and said, "We'll have to wait."
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On the other side of the planet, at the edge of dreams.
The evil of the universe took the form of an elf, suspended in a vacuum zone, quietly watching the development of events on the planet. He spoke in a low voice with a blank expression and dark eyes.
"Have they seen through my true intentions? I haven't said too much."
The Evil of the Universe, or Anoro, once had many names, so many that even He could not remember them all. The longer He lived, the worse His memory became, like an aging machine. Without continuous repairs, He would find it difficult to stabilize his mind, and would lose sight of things, lose focus, and even forget everything completely.
Sometimes He didn’t even know He had done certain things. Even when the real memory scene was in front of Him, He still felt it was unreal.
He had lived for too long, so long that he had become rotten and broken. No matter whether he replaced his body or expanded his capacity, any means could not save his soul which had long since rotted away.
"Are you asking me what I did back then?"
Anolo seemed to be talking to someone, his eyes looking at the void of the universe opposite.
"I didn't start the summoning of the hero. It was the Goddess of Harmony. But the Goddess of Harmony wasn't the initiator. When I came to my senses, the Goddess of Harmony had already joined forces with the six gods to create the summoning magic."
"I didn't care much about the summoning of heroes. I didn't think they could succeed. But my clone Arnold, as the next generation of sage and the strongest magician of the contemporary era, should be the executor of this summoning magic. And it did."
Anolo talked freely.
"I don't know what Arnold was thinking. At that time, I had no interest in anything. I thought that human line had no possibility of subverting my father, so I gave the main power to Arnold. Arnold is free, at least freer than me."
As he spoke, He smiled in an ambiguous way, and continued, "I only found out about the successful summoning of the hero later. At that time, I slept until I woke up naturally, and as soon as I woke up, I heard all kinds of information from all over the world. The loudest voices were of course the discussions about the hero."
"Seven heroes, from different worlds, with different professions."
Is it interesting? Very interesting. Because even He didn't know which "other world" these heroes came from. There was no way, He fell asleep during the summoning ceremony and missed too many key moments, and it was difficult to speculate based on Arnold's memory alone.
"Yes, for me, the seven of them are also an unknown. It just so happens that Arnold followed them, so I also had the opportunity to observe them."
Anolo pinched his chin, as if recalling the situation.
Seven brave warriors who are unfamiliar with the land and the human nation in dire straits. As aliens dragged into the water, how will they view this country and its leaders? Will they be furious and refuse to cooperate, or will they compromise and work for humans?
This is something worth observing. At the beginning, when a dispute really occurred, there was a very young man among the heroes, with a bad temper, and he hated the human sage who summoned him to this world.
The situation was on the verge of breaking out before cooperation was even proposed. It is normal for humans to have tempers.
He once thought that this was the end. The brave man would not cooperate with the human country and would challenge the other world alone. He would either be killed by the trolls or destroyed by the gods. The human country would lose a year's national fortune and would most likely perish.
Both sides lose. A very reasonable development.
But a few days later, things developed beyond imagination.
They actually cooperated.
The heroes seemed to have forgiven the summoners and chose to cooperate. The human countries quickly seized the opportunity to cooperate. After all, no matter what, the heroes were their hope.
“Impossible, I thought so too.”
Anolo's eyes were indifferent. "Later, I followed Arnold's sight and found the person who changed the situation."
A brave warrior of the Creator profession, named Xius.
"Strange that I just discovered this? Well... I didn't pay attention to the specific profession at first. After I found out, I found this matter even more incredible."
Anolo's tone changed slightly.
"But that's all. Why? For this planet, the creator is a profession that has never existed, but it has existed in other star fields. In my memory alone, there are more than a hundred such people, so I didn't think much of it at the time. Compared with his profession, I cared more about his character. Of course, to be more precise, it was Arnold who cared. Arnold liked him very much."
"Why do you ask? Because Arnold is a coward, and he has a weak resistance to gentle people."
Anolo blinked. "You said it was just gentleness. Why are some people always deceived by such a boring nature? Ha, that's your opinion. People like that are rare among humans, especially in that environment. Everyone is tense and fearful."
"But Arnold ended up getting really anxious because he felt that the people who should have helped him didn't help him."
"I have no problem with that. Arnold can do whatever he wants. But that day I saw the shadow of my father in him."
At this point, Arnold's face twisted and his eyes revealed resentment. "Ah, how could such a hateful figure appear? My thoughts of watching from the sidelines stopped immediately. I couldn't stand seeing Him and His relatives appear in front of me, so I killed him. At the same time, this was also to obey Arnold's heart."
"Arnold certainly didn't blame him enough to kill him, but so what? I wanted to kill him."
Anolo spoke frankly about what happened that year, and just as Beelzebub had initially assumed, He did not think too much about it at first.
There was no conspiracy behind the murderous intent, it was simply due to hatred for the Father. Wasn't this reason enough?
Secondly, He felt that one of the seven heroes must die, so that the remaining people could be motivated to practice hard and complete their heroic missions. After all, anyone could see how important Hughes was to the Heroes. He was not very interested in this human line, but he would not hesitate to help. What if it worked?
A hero with no upward limits would make a good chess piece, don't you think?
So he was killed.
The method is very simple. Let him fall into the abyss unfortunately. Even if he can survive by chance, it is impossible for him to walk out of the abyss alive with his strength at that time, not to mention that it is such a useless profession as the Creator.
Anoro's eyes were grim. "I really didn't expect that he would survive and create so many extraordinary beings."
"Huh? You still think I did it on purpose? How could I do it on purpose? Not all my actions have a conspiracy behind them. But I admit that I was blind at the time and didn't notice the Demon God Baal and Agares."
When talking about Agares, Anolo couldn't help but shudder, as if he remembered the horror of being dominated by "omniscience".
"...Ah, let me continue. After he fell into the abyss, I stopped caring about him. But Arnold never recovered from that day. His mentality completely collapsed and he eventually tried to commit suicide. So Arnold's soul merged into me, which affected me to some extent."
"At that time, I didn't know whether it was because of Arnold's influence or something else, but I was often uneasy and felt that there was something unusual in the abyss. I went to see it several times and searched it several times, but I didn't find anything."
Not finding it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. He only found out later that it was because Agares blocked his search. He had been blocking it for more than three years, and then it was revealed in an extremely rare flaw, which allowed him to discover it.
Anoro's eyes were deep as he continued, "After I found out, of course I had to kill him again. That time I manipulated the abyss and used the power of the God of Luck. I should have succeeded in the end, but I didn't expect that he was still alive."
The air was subtly quiet for a few seconds.
Anolo continued, "Why did I stop so quickly? I thought his creations would disappear after he died, so I left them alone. I never expected that none of them would survive to this day. Did I neglect it? Did I not pay enough attention? You can say that. It was indeed neglectful, but maybe my neglect was the result of [cognitive tampering]. Abyss Lord Agares is the most skilled cognitive operator in history. My father might even feel ashamed of himself compared to him."
"Anyway, that's about it. You can say that this is all due to my stupidity, but I want to remind you that cognitive tampering is extremely easy to be fooled. Once you notice it, it will be too late. It is more troublesome than the illusion power."
Anolo seemed to be tired, his eyes were dark and he looked across the space.
It was at this time that the person he was communicating with finally showed up. He was a tall, silver-colored humanoid figure, androgynous, with sharp eyebrows and eyes and beautiful facial features.
On the mainland, he is called the Alien God No. 005, also known as the God of Change. He controls all changes in nature and also has some control over the principles of time.
More than three thousand years ago, Anoro thought that He had no consciousness, so he tried to usurp Him. Unexpectedly, He suddenly regained consciousness, fought back against Him on the spot, and almost took His life.
Today, more than three thousand years later, this God of Change is puzzled by recent events, especially the sudden return of the demon Baal, so he captures him to find out what is going on.
He is the planet's know-it-all, and knows most everything from ancient times to the present, as long as He can remember.
After learning these stories, the God of Change narrowed his silver eyes and made no comment. Perhaps it was because the matter was too complicated and he began to feel that he should not get entangled in it.
"So, they all know about your affairs?"
The God of Change stared at Anoro.
It goes without saying that the "they" he mentioned refers to the Lord of the Abyss.
Anoro confirmed: "You almost know it. There is no way, they almost noticed it."
The God of Change was silent, and then asked, "Why did you take the initiative to go there?"
Anolo: "Does it seem like I took the initiative to go there?"
The God of Change paused, and suddenly thought of the "cognitive tampering" just mentioned.
Anolo lowered his eyes and said slowly: "Ever since my true self met Agares, my brain has been a little weird. I can't say that I was controlled by Him, but I was definitely influenced by Him."
The God of Change had a flash of astonishment in his eyes, and he immediately avoided the risk and stopped talking about this topic, and changed the topic to: "It's your ultimate goal."
"Eliminate it?"
Anolo smiled strangely, "Yes, they know about it."
Perhaps, only those who have been in that situation can understand the fact that "existence is a curse, and destruction is a blessing."
He was designed to be the gathering place of the filth of the universe. He was born as the ugliest existence in the universe. He woke up to the sound of countless curses and established himself in the sin of the universe.
At that time, He knew nothing and had no doubts about His existence or Himself. He felt that He was born this way and that bearing sin was His duty.
Probably hundreds of thousands of years or so, I forgot the exact time.
Later, he realized that not all beings were like him, and that even if the situation of beings other than him was the worst, it was much better than his.
Yes, He learned to compare, and compared with other beings in the universe one by one, and then gradually discovered that the universe is vast and has everything, and He is the lowest and ugliest existence in the entire cosmic system.
It was designed by His Creator God.
When He first realized this, He didn’t feel much, He just felt a little confused.
Maybe there is a reason? Existence is reasonable, and the wise Father will not make mistakes. The Father created himself to better maintain the universe and make the world more peaceful. If He is not at the bottom, someone else will be at the bottom, it just happens to be Him.
Thinking back to the past, He really did explain Himself in this way. In an infinite loop of explanations, He had been enduring that situation until He finally collapsed one day.
It was a very ordinary day, everything was so ordinary. He went to a planet on a whim, using the appearance of a human.
He thought that since He was so perfectly disguised, no one would recognize Him, and He would be able to perfectly blend in with the human race. However, He was still worried, so He prepared for more than ten years, observing them, learning from them, their civilization, thoughts, living habits... and many other things.
His life was too long, so he had to find some entertainment. That period of time was just an entertainment for Him. It should have been so. However, the time and effort he put in gradually became very meaningful to Him.
Finally one day, He finished his observation and made up his mind to integrate into the human race. Everything was ready, including language, skin, clothes, etc. But before He even got close to the village, He was stoned. Several human children stared at Him viciously, as if they saw the ugliest and most twisted monster in the world. They cursed Him crazily, asking Him to die and to get out.
His presence was so foul that it even made several human children vomit.
——How filthy must they have seen to react like this?
He was stunned at the time. He had not expected this result. He stood there frozen for a long time without reacting. But the human children would not let him go. They also called adults. The adults were much more cruel than them. They thought he was some kind of wild beast. They stabbed him with knives and swords, chopped his neck with an axe, and wanted to chop him into pieces.
By the time he reacted, he had already killed them all and destroyed the entire planet.
Looking back, that day must have been the day of His awakening. I should have written it down on my calendar, wishing myself a happy birthday when the time came, and then the pain began.
Once he began to question his own existence, everything became out of control. The pain that he could bear before became gradually unbearable, and he couldn't even become numb. What was even more ridiculous was that he couldn't give up his "duty" on his own, because it was "set". His death was of no use, as long as his consciousness existed, all the filth in the world would come to him. With a body, it could be dispersed, but without a body, the disgustingness would only double.
Finally, He rebelled against His Father, and then failed countless times. In front of His Father, He was like a stupid rebellious kid, childishly challenging, and then failing miserably. But even so, the Father would not destroy Him, because the universe cannot exist without Him, just like a home cannot be without a trash can.
So... it's really desperate.
No matter who it is, any existence will do, as long as it can bring Him destruction, He will definitely welcome it.
Yet no one has appeared. No one can erase the setting of His Father.
Anolo lowered his eyes, his expression was desperate and tired, revealing an unfathomable darkness. He was silent for ten minutes before continuing: "Just discover it, it won't change much."
The God of Change seemed to be touched by the word "change" and said, "It's hard to say."
Anolo: “Really?”
God of Change: "They wanted to kill you before, but now they just want you to live."
“…”
Anolo's eyes darkened, and his body suddenly trembled violently, not knowing whether it was anger or fear, and he said in a sad voice: "I can't live anymore."
——I can’t bear it anymore.
He didn't know what he was thinking about, and jealousy flashed in his eyes. Why was his father so cruel, while their father was so gentle?
The God of Change said nothing, but finally asked two questions, "Where is your Father, and what is He going to do now?"
Anolo paused and didn't answer for a long time.
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At the same time, in the middle of the night in the Oedipus Empire, in the study.
Xiu Si was absorbed in his study, his eyes fixed on the desk, motionless for hours, as if in a daze, but his eyes were bright. His overflowing magic spread throughout the study, changing its nature repeatedly, sometimes it was fire, sometimes it was water, and even a mixture of various things.
He had improved, and his control over magic power had obviously reached a higher level, but he felt that it was not enough, and he had to force himself to work harder. In the past, he clearly knew the principle of combining work and rest, but an inexplicable panic forced him to hurry up.
He didn't know that the door opened slightly, revealing four pairs of green eyes of varying shades.
The four cats were worried. The gray cat was more sensitive to magic and could sense the emotions hidden in his father's magic.
We can't turn a blind eye to it!
They looked at each other and decided to act at the same time. Even the Devon cat raised his paws.
Hughes seemed to have finally come to his senses and was about to turn a page when suddenly a gray cat's head popped out from the desk cabinet.
He was immediately startled, "Inbos?"
Before he could react, another meow came from the floor. He looked down and found that it was the cow cat looking at him with sparkling eyes.
"Aini..." Xius was stunned and heard another meow in front of him. He turned around and saw that it was the Devon cat who brought him hot tea.
"Lelagin..."
His pupils trembled slightly, and he heard a meow. He turned his eyes and saw a small dwarf cat sitting on the page of the book.
His claws were short, but he stretched them out to him, scratching the air and asked, "Father, are you tired, meow?"
Zeus paused, and grabbed His claws involuntarily, unable to suppress the happiness that welled up in his heart.
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