"Why are you coming back with me?" Xiao He was full of questions.
"You don't understand, do you?" Horry grinned slyly. "I want to see monkeys!"
Xiao He couldn't help but glance at him, his tone full of deliberate disdain: "A real man should prioritize the country and its people, why bother with such gossip?"
“No! This is called disgrace transfer.” Horry immediately became serious.
"What the hell is this shame transfer..." Xiao He was so angry that his true nature was revealed.
Horry touched the back of his ponytail and chuckled, "By the way, I'm going to hitch a ride on your plane tickets to the capital tomorrow."
"Oh? A mission?" Xiao He raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, there's an urgent letter. Huo Pingyang asked me to deliver it," Huo Lei said casually.
"You're sending him?" Xiao He looked at him strangely. "Isn't that a rather unlucky thing to say?"
"Damn it..." Horry exclaimed as if he'd eaten shit, "Can you stop misinterpreting me?"
“You didn’t say that when I asked you to deliver it from the highlands back then.”
"What did I say?"
"I'll give you xx." Xiao He mouthed the word "paralyze".
"..."
-
The celebratory banquet that night came to a peaceful and perfect end.
The next morning.
The "Nuogao 11" set sail amidst great anticipation.
Millions of soldiers formed a massive circle in the outer city, their deep, powerful songs emanating from their throats.
In an instant, their will transformed into beams of invisible light.
[Faith Value +]
Xiao He stood by the railing, staring wide-eyed at the data, his hand trembling with excitement as he saluted.
These days, everyone knows the name "Polis".
On the contrary, the name "Xiao He" is now only used by members of the 11th Regiment.
Just like how Sammek was unwilling to use his real name back then, even if he didn't like the nickname "Sammek," he still wanted to give himself the alternative name "Lord of the Ice."
Xiao He is doing the same thing now.
To avoid future troubles and mundane matters, he had no choice but to veil his identity.
The members of the 11th Regiment also knew that not only Xiao He, but any max-level elementalist would no longer talk about their past.
It seems everyone wants to unlock a completely new identity, to enter a new beginning with an unknown persona.
It is precisely this conventional habit that makes people yearn for the "god-level" dividing line.
"Polis...why did she use this divine title?"
"Perhaps it's because she comes from the Temple of Saintess Polis? It's more comfortable to use a name that's familiar to her."
"So that's how it is..."
"I think her temperament matches that of Boris quite well!"
"Really? I've thought so for a long time. She does look quite a bit like Polis..."
"Could it be the goddess Polis herself?"
“That’s impossible. I’ve heard that Polis is a fake.”
Where did you hear that from?
"In the Temple of Saintess Polis! As for who said that, I can't remember..."
"..."
Now, the way these members of the 11th Regiment look at Xiao He from behind has changed again and again.
It was initially said to be just a forbidden spell, but later it was discovered to be a demigod. Who knew the truth was that he had already become a god.
Xiao He understood these claims; the "becoming a god" in people's eyes was not the same as the "true god" in the world.
Humans are just humans; no matter how much they cultivate themselves, they will never become "human gods."
The true God was not born human.
It's just that true gods can create a real body for themselves according to their own preferences.
It's even possible to create endless clones using divine power, like Sammeq. This is completely different from the fundamental "rules of species reproduction."
Similarly, Xiaohe does not have biological parents.
My soul was sealed away in childhood, and it was like a pure white sheet of paper.
By sheer chance, she was picked up and adopted by a woman, and no one questioned her origins, which allowed her to survive and grow up day by day...
Xiao He shook her head; she really should make a plan.
[System notification!]
Your title has been changed!
Character: Xiao He
Occupation: God
Level: ∞
Main element: Life and Death
Minor Element: None
Strength: ∞
Defense: ∞
Treatment: ∞-∞
Talent Skill: [Reverse Healing]
Belief Value:
Title: A God with Some Fame
Congratulations! You have earned one chance to draw a talent skill!
[Should we draw immediately?]
【whether】
Xiao He was stunned, never expecting that upgrading his title would also allow him to participate in a lottery.
But considering that Wang Xuefeng already has three talent skills, my one "Switch" skill doesn't seem to be enough...
【yes】
She pressed it decisively.
Please wait...
[Talent skills are being drawn...]
Xiao He was getting a little impatient.
"Hey! What are you doing?!" Valerie suddenly jumped out and slapped Xiao He on the shoulder.
Xiao He, who was focused on his work, was startled by her movement, which caused the prize pool to shake violently.
"Wow, you scared me to death!" Xiao He's consciousness was instantly pulled away.
"Huh? I've noticed you've been staring at the floor, but there's nothing on it." Valerie scratched her head, puzzled.
"I……"
Xiao He was speechless, feeling as if he had seen this scene before.
The next moment, her heart trembled violently.
I still remember last time, a shake of the prize pool produced a bizarre talent; this time, another shake...
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