The hair on Cen Qiyun's temples was already wet with the cold sweat that had just seeped out. After hesitating for a few breaths, she finally answered Meng Yi's question:
"Just now...I saw that I have become useless."
When she said this, there was a hint of fear in her eyes.
"What do you mean useless?"
Meng Yi was stunned for a moment, looked at Ye Linglan who was not far away, and asked in confusion.
“It’s just useless…”
Cen Qiyun pursed her lips and explained:
"I've become... I can neither organize believers, nor design a temple, nor lay out arrays or mix potions."
She said in a low voice:
"Just now... I saw that I had become a person of no use to my Lord... In the end...
My Lord has abandoned me."
At this point, she looked a little angry. "How dare you use this illusion to deceive me, this bastard from the real world!"
Meng Yi suddenly realized that Cen Qiyun was actually...
How to say it, she had the experience of being abandoned by the gods. Although she didn't go into details, it is certain that her experience at that time was very uncomfortable.
Moreover, she knew very well from the beginning that even if a believer who had been abandoned was accepted by a new god, it would be easy for him to be abandoned again in the future.
Therefore, she was afraid and always worried that this feeling would happen again.
But salvation...does not require believers to laboriously please themselves.
Cen Qiyun was at a loss and didn't know what to do. She could only try hard to make herself "useful".
From initially vying for the "center position" at gatherings, to later diligently studying "religion," and even to the day...
She always behaves in a "showy" manner.
She came here for this reason...she has been showing herself to be "useful".
Meng Yi sighed secretly and comforted her softly, "Your worry is completely unnecessary. My Lord will not judge a person by whether he is useful or not.
The light of salvation will be upon everyone.”
Cen Qiyun nodded gently, "I know..."
At this moment, Meng Yi's expression began to become strange...
He made such a guess about Cen Qiyun not by relying on the ability of a psychic, but more like... some kind of reasoning and inference.
It seems... the statement that [Ritual Magic] can greatly enhance logical thinking ability after being upgraded to the fourth level is not empty talk.
I think... this is also the strength of Zhang Zimin, Shang Shuyan and others.
Meng Yi lowered his head and glanced at the collar in his hand. Perhaps... the ability of the "Snowball" in the real world is to take advantage of the haze and loopholes deep in people's hearts.
However... judging from the illusion I experienced before, I don’t have any childhood trauma or psychological burden.
Only Ange left a deep impression.
My mental health is very good.
He nodded in satisfaction, and slowly walked to the head that had just been smashed by Xiao Wu. He collected the bloody flesh and picked up the collar there.
Then, he raised the two collars in his hands towards Cen Qiyun, "Do you want to try again?"
"Come again?"
Before Cen Qiyun could say anything, Ye Linglan's expression changed, her brows furrowed as she quickly tried to persuade him:
"We've already had a problem once, so there's no need to continue, right?"
"No."
Meng Yi smiled, "The owner of this thing has been killed by my Lord. To be more precise, his intelligence has been wiped out.
Now in the real world, only a huge and strange body is left.
We can use these two tools to manipulate it to a certain extent, which may facilitate our in-depth research into the real world."
Meng Yi has already thought it through.
If he were to control the "Snowball" in the real world by himself alone, there would definitely be omissions.
After all, the real world is full of dangers. After "Xuetuan" loses control, who knows whether he will be targeted by certain beings.
We can try it later to see if we can ensure the survival of the "snowball" by having multiple people take turns controlling it.
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