Chapter 44
"Doctor, let's go." The director put on his white coat with a dashing air.
He didn't trust many people, and the doctor happened to be one of them.
After the assistant left, the doctor was no longer a private physician, but rather his adjutant.
As for why such a prestigious position exists, it's because doctors require it.
"Hey, hey, hey, that's an adjutant. That sounds much more prestigious than something like a deputy director's assistant. And this assistant position is reserved for Miss Assistant."
He can still recall the doctor's smug tone.
On the way, he handed this stack of documents to the doctor.
He didn't think this information would have much of an impact on doctors; he felt that doctors wouldn't be troubled by it.
But after carefully examining these, the doctor stopped.
I couldn't help but wonder, did the doctor really have an existential crisis?
Just like when he first came into this world, he used the plot to do a lot of funny things.
It was because of his sense of unreality that he made many bold moves, but one person pulled him back to reality: the doctor.
He easily noticed his awkwardness, so he was very unhappy with him, even though he felt he had been very friendly.
Later, he truly integrated into this world because of the doctor, which is why he dared to hand over these materials to the doctor so easily.
Then they heard the doctor roar, "Why wasn't I featured?"
The director was immediately relieved; it really was the same doctor.
It's not a big problem.
Although this little girl's mind was so active, the plot of their novel was basically stolen.
However, this plot has major problems and is seriously inconsistent with reality. For example, in the plot, the main character is a villain, but his other identity, Kendall, is the protagonist.
His other alias—Shao Ji—is the female lead, and she's the kind of character who's a villain throughout the early, middle, and late stages of the story, only to be redeemed later.
His third alias, Xuji, is the second male lead.
It all seems to be the standard setup: a sunny, cute, and warm-hearted protagonist, a female lead with no personality traits, and a cool and handsome second male lead.
The only thing he couldn't understand was how he had become the villain.
Moreover, this little girl even has a system, which means she has missions.
Now the only person with the ability to read minds has run away.
The only way is to go and experience it in person.
"Your Holiness!" a person dressed in white robes called out happily.
The man known as the Holy Son turned around in the sunlight upon hearing these words.
"Hmm." He smiled gently, as if he were accepting of everything.
He slowly propped himself up, everything about him appearing elegant and composed.
"Don't always be so reckless, Sanna." The young man, who looked to be in his early twenties, patted Sanna, who was older than him but smaller.
Sanna huffed and slapped her hand away, saying, "Don't keep touching my head, or I'll stop growing taller."
Although she wouldn't grow any taller at her age, he didn't discourage her and smiled gently.
"Sanna, time to eat! You called him Holy Son again. Holy Son is very busy." After five years of growth, Lan has become a teenager who is about to come of age.
The eccentric teenager of yesteryear has transformed into a cool guy in the eyes of others.
Lan glanced at the current Holy Son, who gently turned his head to look at him.
Just a year ago, he was only a boy who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, but now he looks like he's almost a young man.
He looked at the current Kendeji—no, the current Holy Son—with a sense of unfamiliarity.
Aji tilted her head and smiled, as if she hadn't noticed anything.
Lan turned his head away, not knowing what had happened five years ago. If he could go back to that time, he would never have taken Sanna away first.
But it's too late to say anything now.
The base appears cheerful and peaceful, as if everything is fine, but only Lan knows that something is not right about it.
The base was even renamed the Sainte Base.
Everyone worships a god called Saint Ti, to an abnormal degree.
There stands a huge statue of a god in the base, which looks sacred and compassionate.
But... the gods have long since changed hands.
Aji looked at the statue with a mocking smile, then turned around and saw that it was that gentle holy child again.
Sanna couldn't help but look back at the statue again. Was it just her imagination? She felt as if the eyes were moving.
But upon closer inspection, it seemed to be an illusion again. She couldn't help but think that her eyes were playing tricks on her. How could the stone statue move?
"How dare he! How dare he!" In a dark corner, a disheveled young man lay lazily on the ground.
Upon closer inspection, the sound did not come from his mouth, but from his heart.
Perhaps it was the youth's nonchalant attitude that angered the deity dwelling in his heart.
"***"
Jie Laoban felt uncomfortable, so he curled up and clutched his heart.
This feeling was so painful that he wanted to reach inside and crush his heart.
He curled his lips in a mocking smile; this was all the power a god could possess now.
He rolled over, changed his position, and continued lying down.
The pain was intensifying, and he couldn't help but curse again.
He threatened in a low voice, "If I die, you won't live either."
Only then did he feel the pain in his heart lessen slightly. In the past, he would not have dared to threaten this god, but now the god was nothing but an empty shell.
This is all thanks to the current Holy Son.
He never expected that such a dramatic change would occur in just five years.
He woke up in the middle of the night and noticed that the god inside his heart was still causing trouble.
Clearly, he was sensing the stone statue enshrined in the base, but the current thought was not being worshipped at all, so how could he possibly let it go back?
He got up, somewhat irritated.
He sounded somewhat sarcastic.
“We are all prophets, you, me, and Aji are all prophet. We are byproducts of your creation. We can know the prophecy, but we can never get rid of it. What we are doing now is just verifying a part of the language.”
God can know the prophecies of all things, but cannot know his own.
He Ji, however, was able to know all the prophecies about himself, and how accurate were they? So accurate that he could know where he would go in the future, how many breaths he would take, and whether his heart would still beat.
He replicated all his prophecies and followed that trajectory perfectly, step by step.
He was the most useless one, as he mostly relied on just a gut feeling.
It is most often used to verify whether the other party is lying. It is used to calculate some cause-and-effect relationships and whether there will be any harm or benefit.
The only prophecy he came up with about himself was that one.
“I once made a prophecy for myself, and only one prophecy, which was about my death. I foresaw that I would be killed by a beastman who was by the side of the divine child, a beastman whom the fallen divine child considered a friend…”
He will be killed this year, and that person is very likely to be Lan, the child next to the Holy Son.
However, he did not regret not killing him, for the prophecy was irreversible.
Their words will all come true; if you kill him, there will be another, and the one after that.
Until the day the prophecy comes true.
Perhaps what they are doing is precisely the language they are implementing; who can say for sure?
Just like the god now, he is destined to fall in the next few days.
Therefore, he prophesied that they would all fall on the same day.
God is very powerful, and it is precisely because of his power that he cannot make prophecies for himself.
So he is unaware that he may be about to die, and he is still searching for a way to go back and take revenge.
Five years ago, he didn't understand the prophecy at the time, saying that the best choice for King Hanbao was to take on that impossible task.
Since it's impossible, and it's enemy territory, then it's very likely that the mission will fail, and the person will be detained or even killed.
But according to the prophecy, this was his best choice, and now he finally understands why.
If he hadn't left five years ago, he probably would have been completely exploited by the so-called God who used his connections.
Although they haven't seen each other for five years, I heard he's been doing quite well lately.
He casually ruffled his hair.
I hope he can stay in that base and never come out.
That was a good place to be, and a good home to stay in; there was no fear of death.
"Lady Shaoji, don't hesitate any longer. Go back to your father's side. What can't you get there? Even if you really want to become the director, you can wait until you can stand on equal footing with him. When you negotiate with him, you will have more weight in his heart, won't you?"
Below, an ordinary-looking man kept trying to persuade Shao Ji. Without replying, he slowly looked down at his hands, where a power of faith, visible only to himself, was gathering.
He truly couldn't understand why this power of faith, which he had never studied in detail, had grown to such an extent.
He slowly looked down.
Sure enough, the system list displayed the names of the abnormal strings, which many people had written down or marked: heavily polluted, believers in immortality.
They are now his followers, imbued with his divinity, and their souls will serve him for the rest of their lives and even in death.
This is the power of God; it is contagious.
However, he also disliked this contagiousness because it was uncontrollable.
Seeing that Shao Ji was ignoring him, the man lowered his head with some hesitation.
At the same time, as he lowered his head, his face contorted slightly, as if he felt his god deserved better.
But he wouldn't argue; only if God truly changed his mind would he... grant her every wish.
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