Unexpectedly, he felt a resistance and turned around to see the little female looking at him with resistance and stubbornness.
Yu Wanwan shook off his hand and took several steps back: "I don't want to become a god."
She just wants to be with her friends and live an ordinary life. What she wants is for them to grow old together, rather than watching them grow old and die one after another and then living aimlessly herself.
She could not enjoy such boundless loneliness, nor could she become a god.
The God of Time stamped his foot, and ripples appeared in the Mirror Lake beneath his feet. "Little female, what nonsense are you talking about? How many orcs have wanted to become gods but never had the chance? Why don't you seize it?"
He looked like he was looking at his own good-for-nothing child. If he wasn't worried that Yu Wanwan was too weak, he would have wanted to beat her up so that she would change her ways.
"Grandpa Lord God." Yu Wanwan looked at the Lord God standing aside and said, "I don't want to become a god. Can I use this opportunity to exchange for a wish?"
The Lord God did not agree immediately, but simply asked: "What do you want?"
Yu Wanwan couldn't wait to say, "I want Lan Yin, I want him to come back alive!"
For Yu Wanwan, Lan Yin's survival is much more important than becoming a god.
Under Yu Wanwan's eager and expectant gaze, the Lord God slowly shook his head: "No, Lan Yin is already dead. We cannot interfere with the fate of the orc's soul."
Yu Wanwan didn't quite understand what he meant: "What does it mean for the soul to stay or go?"
Why did she feel like Lan Yin had become a wandering ghost?
The beast gods looked at each other, and finally it was the God of Time who stepped forward to explain to Yu Wanwan: "Every beastman has his or her own soul. When they die, their soul will leave their body."
Yu Wanwan nodded.
She understood this. The next step was to drink Meng Po soup, cross the Naihe Bridge, and then reincarnate.
"What orcs experience becomes their obsession. The deeper the obsession, the harder it is to become human again. Conversely, the shallower the obsession, the faster their soul can be reincarnated."
"So what is Lanyin like now?"
This time, it was the Lord God who answered Yu Wanwan: "Lan Yin is still in the state of a soul."
Since he hasn't left yet, does that mean she still has room for redemption? "Is there any way to revive him?"
Whether it's resurrection or rare treasures, she is willing to try as long as there is a slight chance.
This time, the Lord God remained silent and did not answer.
The God of Time pulled Yu Wanwan in front of him, squatted down, and looked her in the eye seriously. "Wanwan, you have to think clearly. You're just a male, how can it be that important? After becoming a god, you will no longer have any illness, pain, or sorrow. That's eternal life. Don't you feel tempted at all?"
The God of Time doesn't believe that anyone in this world can refuse the wish of immortality.
His eyes were burning, and the scrutiny in them made people's scalps tingle.
Facing such gazes, Yu Wanwan finally shook her head: "To truly live is to experience joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, birth, old age, sickness and death. If the people you care about are gone and you no longer have any emotions, then what's the difference between you and a machine?"
She was just a little girl, just a commoner, without such lofty aspirations.
The beast gods fell silent.
They only remember being able to escape from this world and how happy they were to be liberated. They didn't even have time to seize this opportunity, so who would still think about what it means to be alive with joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness?
"You, I don't know what to say to you!" The God of Time stood up and exclaimed angrily.
"I only want Lan Yin. I don't want to become a god." Yu Wanwan took a step back. She had a slender figure, and her white skirt fluttered in the wind, like a fragile butterfly. But her expression was firm and stubborn, like a cattail, soft and tough.
The beast gods looked at her, not knowing how to persuade her for a moment. Even the God of Time stood aside motionless.
The Lord God sighed helplessly: "You go back first and think about it carefully. We will come back to find you after a while."
When I opened my eyes again, Yu Wanwan was still in bed.
To others, she just had an ordinary sleep, nothing unusual happened. Only she knew what had just happened.
Getting out of bed, Yu Wanwan poured herself a glass of water.
Her eyes fell on the dirty clothes she had taken off. There were bloodstains and sand on them, staining her clean skirt.
Yu Wanwan walked over and picked up the clothes, and a piece of cloth fell off.
This was something Lan Yin stuffed into her hand when they were escaping. She didn't have time to look at it at that time and stuffed it directly into her clothes. Later, so many things happened that she forgot about it for a while.
Yu Wanwan picked up the piece of shark silk. There were red spots on it. Yu Wanwan knew that it was Lan Yin's blood.
Unfold the shark silk, and you will see words written all over it.
Yu Wanwan had studied ancient Chinese characters on Long Island. Although she only learned characters related to sacrificial offerings and the number was not large, she still managed to recognize the characters roughly.
This is a letter of truce!
It's a letter of truce written by Lan Yin.
She once asked Lan Yin if it was possible for the cold and hot tribes to stop fighting. Lan Yin said he would think about it. Yu Wanwan thought he was just talking because according to the situation at that time, this was simply impossible.
Yu Wanwan's eyes felt sore and a tear fell onto the shark silk.
Lan Yin did not lie to her, he was really trying to help her do this.
Yu Wanwan wiped her face and took the shark silk to find Chu Lin. As soon as she reached the door, she saw Chu Lin striding towards her.
"Wanwan?" Chu Lin's face was filled with joy: "Are you here to see me?"
Yu Wanwan nodded and hurriedly handed him the shark silk. "This is the truce letter written by the Mermaid King. Chu Lin, show this to the Beast King. Will the cold and hot tribes be able to call a truce?"
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