Soon, Ji Qianqin and Song Qingci exchanged some of the things they carried with them for game coins.

Ji Qianqin was holding her cell phone. According to her, her cell phone contained many photos that she wanted to keep and that she might never see again in her life.

For this, she received 50 game coins.

Song Qingci took her two knives.

"This knife is... the last gift someone left me," Song Qingci said calmly, "It's the only one of its kind in my life. There will never be another one."

Because of this knife, she got 100 game coins.

Looking at Song Qingci with his hands full of silver game coins, Ji Qianqin looked down at her own 50 and fell silent.

For the first time, she felt that she had lost to others in the breadth of life.

If Bai Ling hadn't warned them in advance that they could only use their own game coins, Ji Qianqin really wanted to borrow some from Song Qingci to fill in some gaps in her miserable life so that it wouldn't be so miserable...

After exchanging the game coins, they held their own game coins and walked into the game hall hesitantly.

Soon, Bai Ling and the old man were the only two people left at the counter for exchanging game coins.

Looking at the old man, Bai Ling put the bag aside.

"I thought it was just a legend at best," he said.

Listening to Bai Ling's words, the old man said nothing, but just gently stroked the two swords he got from Song Qingci, as if he was deaf to Bai Ling's words.

Glancing at the unresponsive old man next to him, Bai Ling said softly, "Are you still keeping silent?"

"You are a foolish god twisted from mythology. You have dispersed power to your descendants, leaving only a lonely figure and an old and decayed body. Isn't the source of your distortion 'devouring' and 'plundering'?"

"You will devour your daughter, who was born from you and became one with you, and plunder the children who took away your power, until you become the only one in the world again?"

After hearing this, the old man finally responded.

He raised his head, glanced at Bai Ling, then looked away again and lowered his eyelids.

After a while, the old man said softly in a voice that seemed old enough to be buried: "Don't think you understand my roots, the soul that wanders outside the world and receives eternal authority."

"Although I have lost my power, and although my eldest son was brutally murdered by my second son because he coveted the throne of God, this is all destiny. I do not want to change it, and I do not intend to violate it."

As he spoke, he touched Ji Qianqin's phone and Song Qingci's two swords, and said slowly: "What I want now is to collect everything in this world. Save them and make this world that has been out of my control present a splendor different from my time."

Listening to the old man's words, Bai Ling pursed his lips slightly.

He was not too willing to believe what this guy said.

The reason is simple.

This guy is a god born through "myth distortion".

Not only that, he... or rather, He, is even more respected than Balder, the Lord of all things who dominates the world!

The creator of Phoenician mythology, the god of all gods, the root of all Canaanite beliefs, the god-king "El".

This was the honorific title of the old man in the past!

Unlike those false gods of the "Nine-Headed Cult" who claim to be the supreme gods, the god "El" is the "King of Gods" who far surpasses many other main gods.

It can be said that His status is so high that it is frightening! However, corresponding to this status is the extremely weak and almost useless power of the God El.

He can only take the treasures of others and exchange them for equivalent ones. And in this exchange process, he can only use what the other party cherishes, and he cannot use it when he is attacked.

Apart from this, He has no fighting ability.

The reason for this is probably due to the particularity of Phoenician mythology.

In Phoenician mythology, the god-king El was a creator who fell into "decline", "dullness" and "old age" from the very beginning of his appearance.

After He created the world, He divided His authority among His children, leaving Him with only the honorable position of the King of Gods and nothing else.

Because of this gift and delivery, the alien species twisted by the god El has the ability to "exchange".

In the future, this place will become a place of exchange for some alien species and some humans.

There are only two conditions for entering this game hall.

The first is that El specifically gave you permission to enter.

The other entry condition is relatively harsh.

That is, in the "blood relationship" of the entrant, there must be a situation where a family member has sacrificed something to you. Only if this condition is met can you enter this game hall! In other words, if you want to enter this game hall to play games, then your relatives must have sacrificed something about you here before you can enter.

This is the "bloodline" link that comes from the God El sharing his authority with his children, and after being distorted, such rules were born.

After dividing the power among the children, El, as the father, would only recognize the transaction after some kind of rule distortion, requiring the parents to take something from their children and relatives.

It is obvious that Ji Qianqin's mother Ji Zi, and Song Qingci's father Song Weilu, had both sacrificed something of their children in exchange for game coins!

Of course, it may not be game currency.

This game hall did not exist as a game hall in the past, but now it is just a game hall.

In the past, it might have been a pub, tea restaurant, restaurant, etc.

Looking at Ji Qianqin and Song Qingci, who had disappeared, Bai Ling said calmly, "You just said that I am a spirit that is free from the world and has received eternal authority?"

"What is that?"

Faced with this question, Elshen just shook his head.

“I don’t know either,” He said.

"Time is not my domain. Or rather, time has never been the key point that we can touch from the beginning. However, I sense a deep breath of time in you."

At this point, Elshen turned his head and glanced at Bailing: "So, I am actually wondering who you are."

"Do you want to exchange?"

This is a special permission from the god El.

As long as he has His permission, Bering can start the exchange without the constraints of blood ties.

Among El God's trading items, there are many things that even "disaster"-level aliens would salivate over. This is the foundation collected by this old man through countless years of hard work. If it were left outside, it would almost certainly be snatched up.

As long as he tried to trade, then Bai Ling could at least deal with multiple "disaster" level monsters like Wang Weizheng, and even defeat those monsters one by one, overwhelm Wang Weizheng in one fell swoop, and officially become the number one person in the country! But he just shook his head.

Bering said bluntly: "I don't trust you."

"The river of fate has to turn back before you. You are shrouded in a deep and dark fog that no light can penetrate. Therefore, I cannot trust you enough."

As he spoke, Bai Ling glanced at his phone: "Besides, I have other things to do in this place."

After saying this, he picked up his handbag, straightened his clothes, and took a last look at El God.

The old man was still the same as before, with his head lowered, gently stroking the treasure he had obtained.

Shaking his head, Bai Ling pushed the door and left the game room.

He was not worried about being rejected when he returned, nor was he worried about the safety of Song Qingci and Ji Qianqin.

Because he knew, the old man knew very well, what he could do and what he should not do.

What he needs to do now has a slightly higher priority than Ji Qianqin and the others.

He was going to catch a tomb robber whose hands were not very honest.

After tidying up his clothes, Bai Ling stepped into the sunshine.

I have paid back four chapters, and I still owe four chapters. I will pay them back tomorrow.