Xiao Hei widened his eyes.
"Let me make another bold guess. You said that only by gaining the favor of a god can one gain superpowers. This actually means that the power is given to him by the god. Then a cycle is created: people's faith gives the god power, and the god's power is given to his agents. The agents display superpowers, that is, divine power, to the world, making people believe in the god even more."
"In other words, these gods are essentially just a group of parasites."
"Oh my god, you...did you peek at the script?" Xiao Hei's face was full of suspicion.
Fang Zhiyi asked, "Is it necessary? The hero is held high by them as an agent, essentially creating a deity. But as he loses control, they need to establish another or more agents... and thus a hero emerges who can kill him. To analyze this kind of thing, you only need to analyze the entire story to know who benefits. They are the only ones who can make a profit."
Xiao Hei gave a thumbs up.
"The Heavenly Dao of this world seems to have disappeared. I don't sense its presence. Instead, these self-proclaimed gods..."
Fang Zhiyi nodded: "I understand."
Xiao Hei smiled sinisterly, as if he was hiding something.
"Fang Zhiyi! Why are you glaring at me?" a shout came.
Fang Zhiyi looked up in confusion and saw a tall boy with three other guys beside him, who were looking at him provocatively.
"Still staring at me! Come out here!" They rushed over. Fang Zhiyi was a little puzzled, but he soon realized that this was the day when he and the male protagonist were friends.
He paid special attention and, sure enough, the male protagonist, who was sleeping on his stomach, raised his head and looked over here. When their eyes met his, Mo Xuan was stunned for a moment, then stood up.
Fang Zhiyi, who was dragged to the back of the small building, felt a little excited when he looked at the little brats in front of him. You know, he hadn't fought for a long time, and the last few times he fought, he got beaten up.
"My elder brother is asking you a question! What are you doing in school as a lowly person who doesn't even have a divine seal?" A dwarf pushed Fang Zhiyi.
The next moment, he felt a pain on his face, and his whole body spun around like a spinning top before falling to the ground.
"You, you hit me?" The dwarf covered his face and looked at Fang Zhiyi in disbelief. He remembered that this person would not resist.
"Wrong." Fang Zhiyi flexed his wrist, a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth, "I'm not hitting you, I'm hitting you all."
Before the tall leader could react, he was punched in the stomach. The punch didn't seem heavy, but it was delivered with a deft force, hitting his Qi Hai acupoint. He instantly felt his breathing stagnate, and he was bent over for a long time, unable to stand up.
The other two boys, seeing their friend being beaten, rushed forward, one swinging his fist at Fang Zhiyi's face, the other trying to trip him. Fang Zhiyi dodged the punch and then kicked the boy who had tripped him in the knee. The boy fell to his knees with a thud, tears streaming down his face from the pain.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the boy who was swinging the punch wanted to turn around and run, but Fang Zhiyi grabbed him by the back of the collar, pulled him back, and then pushed him forward. He hit the wall with a dull "bang".
All four of them lay on the ground.
Fang Zhiyi, who was now standing there, bent over condescendingly, with a wicked smile on his face: "I glared at you, what's the matter?"
"You, you, do you know who my father is?" The tall man still refused to admit defeat.
Fang Zhiyi was stunned, and the provocation on his face instantly turned into guilt: "It seems you don't have a father. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hit you."
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