"Zhou Ping." Shang Yan reached out and took Zhou Ping's hand, which was placed at his side, and pointed to the distance not far on the horizon.
Just then, a voice came from afar, resounding throughout the heavens and earth.
"...Today, all the gods of our Great Xia return here!"
Upon hearing this voice, Zhou Ping's hand holding the phone trembled slightly. He bent down and hugged Shang Yan, then laughed.
“There, a god has fallen.” Shang Yan’s emerald eyes gazed at the distant horizon, his gaze shifting. “Hmm, it seems others call him… Indra?”
“It was a god wielding a three-pointed, double-edged sword who beheaded him.” Shang Yan’s gaze paused slightly as he said this.
Just now, I think I made eye contact with that person?
“We can finally go home, Yan Yan,” Zhou Ping responded several times, then picked Shang Yan up in his arms.
"Okay, I'm a little tired too..." The trident in his hand suddenly fell off, and Shang Yan looked at the person in front of him with somewhat blurred vision.
He couldn't hear what Zhou Ping was saying, but he remembered that Zhou Ping seemed a little anxious.
"Yan Yan!"
"Wake up, Shangyan... don't sleep!"
...
Having waited at the hospital for four days, 019 suddenly appeared beside Zhou Ping with a bang.
"Didn't the doctor say he's fine? Don't just stand here like an idiot, aren't you going to eat?" 019 couldn't stand it anymore.
Zhou Ping has been watching over Shang Yan ever since that day he brought him here.
Let's hope that Shang Yan is alright, but Zhou Ping ruins himself by staying up all night.
"I'm fine, I just want to see him." His voice sounded a little hoarse because he hadn't had water in a long time.
He doesn't want to leave Shang Yan's side right now; if he leaves... he feels inexplicably anxious.
I can only feel at ease when I'm here watching Shang Yan.
After bringing people over, the doctor gave Shang Yan a comprehensive physical examination. All of Shang Yan's physical indicators were normal, but he just couldn't wake up.
"Don't look at him like that, he's not dead yet—", 019 felt a chill run down her spine from Zhou Ping's gaze as he stood beside the hospital bed.
"...Do you know what's wrong with him?" Zhou Ping felt anxious.
The lines of 019 are crossed, as if trying to appear profound.
“Actually, it’s a divine awakening. Shang Yan has more than one divine awakening.” 019 flew to Shang Yan’s head and tugged at his ahoge. “He was originally in a semi-awakened state, but after seizing the divine artifact, he was so stimulated that he fell asleep.”
“He is very special, and his way of awakening his godhood is naturally different from ordinary people. He is probably reliving his previous experience of becoming a god in his dream now, right?” 019 was a little uncertain.
Once Shang Yan takes a nap and wakes up, there shouldn't be any problems.
019 swayed slightly, its two beady eyes looking somewhat dazed.
After hearing what it said, Zhou Ping slowly nodded.
"Why don't you go and keep him company in your dreams?" 019 suddenly suggested. "I remember I have a dream-entering tool!"
I bought these before, but the previous host was severely emotionally deficient and powerful, so he didn't need these little gadgets that it prepared.
Zhou Ping's eyes lit up when he heard this.
Before he could nod, there was a knock on the door.
Ye Fan walked in carrying a lunchbox, handed it to Zhou Ping, and sighed softly, "You should eat something first, so that you don't collapse before Shang Yan wakes up."
How come he lost his composure when it came to Shang Yan's matter?
"Okay." Zhou Ping reached out and took the lunchbox, opened it, and started eating. Before eating, he didn't forget to whisper his thanks, "Thank you."
"I specifically arranged for someone to come and check on Shang Yan's condition. Someone will be here in a little while. Stop hanging around the hospital bed all day and don't even take a walk around," Ye Fan said helplessly, looking at Zhou Ping who was eating bite by bite.
"Shang Yan has completely taken the trident. I just checked it, and the Poseidon mark on it has been completely removed, leaving only Shang Yan's own mark."
Zhou Ping listened while eating, nodding occasionally.
After Ye Fan finished speaking, the knocking sounded again. Ye Fan, who was still talking about recent events, quickly got up and walked towards the door.
Standing outside the door was a Taoist priest, his hair tied up with a long hairpin, his face as bright as the moon, his eyes smiling as he looked at Ye Fan who came to open the door.
"Heavenly Venerable, you've arrived?" Ye Fan opened the door and pointed inside. "Over there, please take a look at him. If this kid doesn't wake up soon, his friend is about to commit suicide for him."
Looking at Zhou Ping, who was about to commit suicide for love: ...
His face was a little red. He walked forward with his head down. Remembering what Shang Yan had said before about greeting people when you see them, he opened his mouth.
"Celestial Venerable, greetings."
"Hmm, you're not bad, young man." After saying this, the Taoist walked towards Shang Yan, who was lying on the bed.
He glanced at Shang Yan indifferently and made a judgment.
"He's not our country's god." She reached out and touched Shang Yan's forehead, somewhat puzzled. "How did this child end up here?"
Ye Fan had already guessed Shang Yan's identity, and upon seeing this, he couldn't help but ask, "Then is he a foreign god?"
"No, no, they are visitors from outer space," the Taoist shook his head and chuckled. "Now they have awakened their divine nature."
"I heard he previously seized an artifact from an Outer God?"
“Yes, it’s that trident.” Ye Fan nodded. “The Poseidon mark on the trident has been completely erased.”
"Oh, that makes sense then. The child will wake up; it's just a matter of time."
After explaining the diagnosis, the Taoist priest smiled and reassured him, "There's no need to worry."
He turned and left, and Ye Fan quickly got up to see him off.
Zhou Ping looked at Shang Yan lying on the bed and then felt a little relieved.
After a long while, 019 suddenly burst out with a bang.
"That was terrifying! Who is this?" 019 patted his chest.
At this moment, Ye Fan pushed open the door and came in. "Since this kid is alright, you don't need to worry about him anymore. Don't exhaust yourself."
He had other things to take care of, so he left after exchanging a few words with Zhou Ping.
After the room fell silent again, Zhou Ping sat on the edge of the bed and took Shang Yan's hand.
"Didn't you say you could enter dreams? Let me in."
Upon hearing his words, 019 searched through her system space and found a pair of rings.
"This is the [Dream Guide]. Wearing it will allow you to enter a dream. However, I have something to warn you: everything in a dream is a memory of what has happened. Do not interfere, and you cannot interfere."
"Also, don't die inside, or you won't wake up!" This is the most important thing.
After Zhou Ping placed the ring on his and Shang Yan's fingers, 019's electronic voice sounded, "019 wishes you a pleasant journey—"
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