Chapter 98: The Complete Fall of Gods in Modern Life...
The bright moonlight filtered in through the dim window, falling on the soft feather pillow and illuminating a corner of the room.
The long black hair scattered everywhere swayed gently as its owner moved, and the light wheat-colored arms fell on the quilt, creating shallow wrinkles.
The god closed his eyes and reached out to the person next to him instinctively.
Empty.
He opened his eyes instantly.
"He's already gone."
The mattress still had the lingering body temperature. The god paused for a moment, stretched out his arms and hugged the quilt that the priest had slept on, buried himself in it and took a deep breath, absorbing the familiar scent, as if she was still here and had not left.
"It's work time again."
This is a word that Shen Shuang often mentions.
Although a cross-border channel was built, the transmission was limited to the priest alone.
After the witch's adjustments, the time anchor points on both sides have become much more stable, but there is still a certain time difference.
God was counting the days in his heart: "Three more days."
Although he knew that the priest would definitely come back, he still felt uncomfortable having to wait so long before they could meet again.
[Hello, hello, can you hear me?]
God sat up.
The black scroll placed on the table in the room was vibrating slowly, standing out in the quiet room.
This is the contract scroll.
Just as God's gaze moved over, a voice emerged from the scroll.
It's a witch.
He asked, "What's the matter?"
The sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets paused: "Hey, isn't Chen Shuang here?"
God: “I’m going to work.”
"I see. You're such a hardworking person."
The witch organized her words and said, "Nothing serious. My spatial magic has improved since my retreat, so I helped you stabilize your anchor point. I came to let you know."
She yawned. "By the way, we've also improved the flaws in single-player teleportation. Want to try it out?"
The divine eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded without hesitation: "Yes."
The witch reminded: "Due to the limitations of the world barrier, your abilities will be infinitely compressed. Please remain law-abiding."
Obey the law......
God's face turned serious: "I am not that kind of person."
He didn't know what an outlaw was, he was just the priest's sweetheart.
The witch made a soft "tsk" sound. Although her expression could not be seen, she could still sense the other party's subtle attitude.
She shrugged and said casually, "Okay, that's best."
"Keep steady, the journey begins."
As the witch's voice fell, the scroll gradually floated towards the god, and the starlight emerging from it gradually enveloped him. The brilliant star ring tightly surrounded the tall body, and then gently dragged him into another dimension.
"Bang!"
The scroll rolled up and fell to the floor, and the room was empty.
*
Ypres had never seen such a dazzling sunset.
The setting sun poured into the smooth white floor in front of me like alchemical juice, and the transparent glass instantly turned into tempered colored glaze.
White walls, red roads, and people walking by.
It was a peaceful atmosphere that was completely different from his world.
The student who was doing the horizontal bar on the playground had just completed a set of difficult movements, but he didn't get any cheers from his classmates. When he looked closely, he saw that the group of people surrounding him were all looking back.
"What are you doing?" He jumped off the horizontal bar, looked back along the direction everyone was looking, and then instantly jumped up. "Wow, why is there someone here?"
The shouting broke the silence, and the quiet students immediately started talking at once.
"Cosplay?"
“This prop is so realistic.”
"Model..."
“Looks like a star.”
The god was wearing a simple black robe with a simple silver chain around his waist. His long hair hung down to his ankles. His delicate and sharp face looked a little confused at the moment as he observed the people around him.
They were wearing simple blue and white clothes, the same for both men and women. They looked very young and immature, with heavy dark circles under their eyes, but their expressions were very innocent.
Is this the high school student the priest was talking about?
The god shifted his gaze to the only shirtless young man present. He was clinging to the horizontal bar, looking confused and uncertain, and looking at him curiously.
He calmly withdrew his gaze.
Well, although I am young, I don’t have as good a figure as him.
The students were still discussing, and the crowd gathered was growing.
In a school where homework and boredom go hand in hand, and exams are stressful, as long as you are not studying, you can even read the daily news with gusto, not to mention meeting people who are rarely seen in school.
Amid the noise, God slowly took a half step back.
Although this outfit is very ordinary and low-key compared to the usual luxurious style, it still seems not low-key enough here.
"Wow, there seems to be a celebrity landing on campus. Let's find out who it is."
"Your hair must have been extended, it's so real."
"Of course it's a wig made of real hair."
"Should I ask him for an autograph?"
"If you know him, you should sign it."
"I don't know him."
“But I think he’ll definitely be popular.”
The students talked a lot and made a lot of noise. Iper could understand some of the words but not others.
Although he had learned her language from the priest, the actual contact with the dense, massive and abstract information still made God confused for a while.
"Can you please..." move aside first.
The noise gave him a headache.
"well?"
A passing intern teacher stopped, reached out to adjust his glasses, took them off, rubbed his eyes hard, and found that the handsome cosplaying exotic guy in front of him had not disappeared. Only then did he realize that it was not his illusion.
When did this kind of person enter their school?
The intern teacher approached and asked, "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"
Hearing the voice, God turned his head and narrowed his eyes slightly.
This person has a familiar aura.
priest......
With the teacher's participation, the students who were watching the fun immediately dispersed, and God's ears finally had some peace and quiet.
The divine power in his hand spread slightly, casting the vaguely perceived magic towards every student present.
There are no side effects, just ignore the irrationality of his appearance out of thin air.
He had just arrived here, had avoided all risk factors, and perfectly achieved the goal of being a law-abiding person. The priest would definitely praise him.
He paused: "I'm looking for Chen Shuang."
"Teacher Chen Shuang?"
The intern teacher immediately perked up: "Who are you?"
He's about the same age, good-looking, and he even went to the school to look for someone. Tsk, the probability of that happening is very high...
God thought about the wording.
How should I call my lover here?
Shinto: "Her boyfriend."
Student teacher: “Ohhhh!”
Hehe, the relationship is indeed not simple.
Teacher Chen Shuang, you hid it very well.
My partner looks like a celebrity, and she's an exotic type. I kept it a secret and never told anyone about her.
But Teacher Chen Shuang is not bad either. She is a classical and cold Chinese beauty. Just one look at her makes people want to call her mom.
The intern teacher blurted out: "Dad...bah." What a crap mouth.
I called Teacher Chen Shuang "Mom" so often in my mind that I started calling her my girlfriend as well.
The intern teacher quickly patted her outspoken mouth to prevent her from saying anything shocking. She coughed a few times before saying, "She's in class. I'll take you there first."
It is afternoon class time and the corridor is very quiet.
The corridor is connected to the green belt, and branches extend outside the fence, forming a lush shade.
"It's right here," the intern teacher pointed to the classroom opposite, "Please wait here for a moment, Teacher Chen Shuang will be done soon."
The intern teacher chuckled twice and said, "I have classes next period, so I'll be leaving now."
"Okay," God thought for a moment and added, "Thank you."
"It's okay, it's okay," the intern teacher waved her hands quickly, "Let's go."
When the footsteps gradually faded away, Shen stood quietly in place, and his keen perception could already feel the presence of his lover nearby.
Looking into the classroom through the closed window, I saw a familiar figure talking at the podium.
Elegant, confident, and occasionally with a seriousness that cannot be ignored, but disappears in the next moment and turns into a look full of love.
The god's eyes slowly focused, and finally ignored the chirping of cicadas in the treetops, the noisy breathing, and the restlessness caused by all other living things in the space, and focused on only one place.
The priest's figure is fully reflected.
He leaned against the fence, the sound of cicadas in his ears, the light and shadow of the setting sun cast on his profile, like an oil painting immersed in time, and there was indelible tenderness and joy in his eyes.
A gentle wave of power bloomed in the palm of his hand, and the small white flowers blooming on the tree behind him were lifted up by the nameless wind and blew into the classroom through the gap following the god's sight.
The dazzling sunset glow, like a quenched fire, gradually crept into the classroom, dyeing the hem of the priest's clothes red.
The little white flower that sneaked in swirled up with the wind, and every time it was about to fall, an inexplicable wind would blow it up until it landed on the tall podium and hid between the pages of the priest's open book.
The voices of the chattering inside paused for a moment.
Chen Shuang picked up the tiny white petals and looked out in the direction of the wind.
A familiar figure is just outside the window.
When the priest's gaze met, the god of the night blinked at her and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.
He is here.
"bite--"
The bell for the end of get out of class rang accordingly.
Chen Shuang sorted out her textbooks and carefully instructed: "That's all for today's class. Remember to complete your homework carefully."
After saying goodbye to the students, she walked towards the door with her bag.
"When did you come?"
A faint smile appeared on the priest's face, and he seemed to be in a very good mood, while the corner of the god opposite him never fell.
Taking into consideration the dozens of heads sticking out of the windows, Chen Shuang immediately stopped Shen from stretching out his arms to hug him.
She gently slapped away the hand that God extended to her, and seeing the aggrieved expression on his face, she reached out and touched his head.
"Okay," the priest said with a smile, "I'll take you out to play tonight, okay?"
The god struck the snake on the stick, and immediately took the priest’s hand and immediately agreed: “Yes, yes.”
"Wow--"
"I said it was delicious."
The intern teacher who had just taken the book hid in the corner and muttered, his eyes shining and the corners of his mouth almost stretched to his ears.
Hehe, both of them looked so worthless in their smiles.
Leopard cat cat, I was born again!
*
The lights are coming on.
The city is built by the water. The water surface is colorful at night, and occasionally people can be seen singing in the river while sailing in fishing boats.
The god gently shook the two people's holding hands and hummed a long and distant song.
Shen Shuang looked at him: "How did you get here?"
After thinking about it, he quickly eliminated the most likely candidate: "Is it a witch?"
"Yes," God nodded, "What did she say? The package has been upgraded."
"The original time dislocation has been reduced from three days to an absolutely controllable range. From now on, we don't have to worry about time being disrupted when crossing boundaries."
Shinto said, "I came here as soon as I opened my eyes."
He looked at the surrounding skyscrapers and the light and shadows in the water, and said with emotion: "This place is really magical. There is no source of power, but it can activate alchemical items."
Vehicles sped past on the road.
"Not a spellcaster, but still proficient in handling alchemical items."
The god looked at Chen Shuang, very curious: "What do you call the branches of power here?"
The priest withdrew his gaze from the night scene and replied, "Technology."
"This world has no gods or fantastical creatures."
Chen Shuang said: "Discover the rules, control the rules, and use the rules. The sages passed down the knowledge, and the descendants built civilization and technology into a towering tower from generation to generation."
She said, "This is a world made up of ordinary creatures. It belongs only to us."
"A diligent and hard-working creature."
The brilliant stars in the sky were reflected in his divine eyes, and he whispered softly, "I think I will like this world very much."
"Oh right," he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Where are we staying tonight?"
Since the time anchor points on both sides have stabilized, it is not impossible to go back and rest.
The god asked, "Do you want to go back to the Dark Temple?"
Chen Shuang shook her head: "Don't go back yet."
"Come back to my house tonight," she said, "since you're here, stay here for a while."
"Now, let's go buy some inconspicuous clothes."
Ypres's luxurious medieval aristocratic outfit was so eye-catching that he attracted a lot of attention after just walking by the river for a while.
After rejecting the third passerby who wanted to collect stamps, Chen Shuang finally couldn't help but said: "Don't you have any more low-key clothes?"
Shen felt wronged: "Everything you bought was more gorgeous than the last, and I picked the most conservative ones."
The priest who loved changing clothes was silent for a moment, then thought of something and coughed guiltily: "This is indeed my fault."
Speaking of clothes, something seemed to have flipped a switch.
She was very nervous: "Do you have too many skirts here? I don't want to..."
Chen Shuang: Does she look like such a bad-humored person?
The priest, who occasionally had a very bad sense of humor, silently dismissed the idea.
She said innocently, "I really don't want to buy a skirt."
God: “You’re still laughing!”
He directly reached out and covered the priest's mouth: "Don't laugh!"
Muffled laughter still came from his men, and the priest continued to laugh wildly.
Seeing that it was futile to stop him, the god reluctantly took his hand away, his eyes darkening: "You forced me to do this."
As soon as the words fell, he leaned over and swallowed the sound with a long kiss.
"Hmm..."
The river breeze blew, and thick darkness, unconsciously pulled by divine power, lingered around the god, hiding the figures of the two.
God felt the soft touch, and as their breaths intertwined, the priest's teasing laughter finally disappeared from his ears, and was replaced by the sound of gradually heavier breathing.
The god in the night thought proudly: I finally stopped laughing.
The warm breath was unstable and leaked out on the side of the neck, causing a fine numbing sensation.
The priest pulled away slightly and said softly, "I've changed my mind."
There was a breath in her voice: "Go back first tonight."
"Come to think of it, we haven't been to Café de la Sentiment yet."
God's breathing hitched.
Well, that place sounds a bit embarrassing.
The intertwined breaths did not allow him to hesitate at all. His hot Adam's apple rolled over as he murmured, "...Okay."
The priest said, "May I change my clothes before I go?"
Her breath was in her ear, the god's heart rumbled uncontrollably, and her eyes could not leave the person in front of her.
I just think the eyes are beautiful, the nose is beautiful, the lips are beautiful, everything is beautiful, I want to pull it back and hide it.
God nodded randomly: "Okay."
"Why don't you go have a meal before you go back?"
"good."
"I bought you a skirt, would you like to wear it?"
God said without hesitation: "Okay, huh?"
He was trying to fight for his own interests, but just as he uttered half a syllable, his mouth was blocked by the warm breath.
I couldn't say a word and could only follow the other person's rhythm to absorb oxygen.
God's originally clear eyes gradually became blurred.
Never mind, as long as she likes it.
...It’s okay to wear it.
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