Chapter 41: The Empty Temple
In order to ensure its own relative integrity and safety, each space-time has its own independent operating rules.
The power structure of the other world is contradictory to that of the real world. If you want to pass through the connecting channel, you must have a medium, otherwise you will be torn to pieces by the protection mechanism.
The water ripple aperture of Mianli is a kind of rare medium.
Because of this, after being accidentally brought to this world by Zhuo Can, he was not harmed by a completely different force, and has been safe and sound until now, and is quite comfortable.
When a life form from another world is already in the present world, if someone wants to come from that world again, they need to obtain the consent of the medium host, such as the messenger of God Oriel who meets with him frequently.
But traveling through time and space is not just about that. Pausing time and invading space consumes a lot of divine power. Even the most outstanding Oriel can only maintain it for a few minutes.
In other words, without the right medium and permission, it would be almost impossible for a visitor to barge in.
Of course, rules only apply to those who follow the rules, or those who are governed.
Rules never apply to the Creator—the God of Gods who is above all laws.
Mian Li's light was a light gold, while Jiang Xiao's was a gold so bright that it was beyond the range of human vision, and even Mian Li found it dazzling. It was wild and bright, in stark contrast to his own cold personality.
After the golden light faded, the boy found that he was no longer in the villa.
Cancan and Jiajia are not around.
There is no one here.
Jiang Xiao easily took Mian Li away from the real space, but did not bring him back to their world directly. He chose to stop him in an uninhabited place during the transfer.
Pure white curtains.
Twelve Holy Pillars.
Endless ladder.
The empty temple that Mian Li had dreamed of now appeared before his eyes.
Jiang Xiao said nothing after taking him away. Words were meaningless in the face of absolute power.
When an adult walks in front, Mianli will just follow behind obediently without any measures and will never leave more than three meters away.
The long ladder is too high and too long for a child. It is not easy for a three-year-old, even for a thirteen or twenty-three-year-old.
However, Mianli climbed the stairs with great difficulty, not even daring to use his divine power, and was so tired that he was out of breath.
But I dared not complain a word.
If Zhuo Can were here, he would definitely be heartbroken to see his beloved child suffering.
The little fairy usually gets tired after walking a few steps and acts like a spoiled child and asks to be held wherever he goes. He has never suffered such hardship before.
It’s a pity that Zhuo Can is not here.
Zhuo Can, Lu Song, or anyone else - no one will come to save Him from the abyss - because He was born in the abyss and is a part of it.
Mianli's little face flushed red. She seldom walked, and her tender soles ached unbearably. She was so tired that tears welled up in her eyes, but she still gritted her teeth and dared not sob at all.
Jiang Xiao stopped, turned around, looked down at Him from above, and asked calmly, "Are you tired?"
The child raised his little face and shook his head vigorously: "I'm not tired, Lili, I'm not tired."
"Really."
Mianli bit her lip and stopped talking.
The child hadn't even learned how to disguise himself, so Jiang Xiao didn't expose him and asked, "Then why are you running around?"
Each of his sentences ended in a period, his tone was flat and his volume was low, hardly sounding like a scolding.
But it made the child tremble uncontrollably.
“I’m sorry.” His tears gathered more and more, but he was still afraid to let even a single drop fall. After a moment, he respectfully added, “…Father God.”
During the few months in the present world, every time Zhuo Can took Mian Li out, someone would ask, "Is this your son?"
Zhuo Can thought, how could I be a father when I am so young? Besides, this doll has blonde hair, blue eyes and curly hair, it seems like I can’t give birth to one.
When you ask him, he says it casually.
Asking about sleeping rituals is a deliberate act.
Adults love to tease him: "Is he your father?"
After gradually learning to get along with humans, Mianli is willing to tell them his name and age.
But never answer this question.
The attentive Zhuo Can soon realized that Mianli was very sensitive to the title "Dad" and that avoidance was almost rooted in his subconscious.
But he didn't understand why.
Perhaps he would know in the future that whether it was Dad, Father, or the most respectful title of "Father God" belonging to Him, these were secrets that Mianli would not easily tell to outsiders.
For ordinary children, father is a fortress, warmth, playfulness, and a synonym for blood relationship.
But for Xiaomianli, it symbolizes the highest power and symbolizes being out of reach.
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If Mian Li is the little god who dominates the world of the escape game, then his father, Jiang Xiao, is a true god without limits.
The crystal Rubik's Cube that Mian Li had shown to Zhuo Can, which could create a new world through random combinations, was the toy given by Jiang Xiao.
God casually created time and space to help his son pass the time.
The blue eyes that Zhuo Can and Lu Song had seen were not illusions. Jiang Xiao’s real pupils were light blue, like a frozen winter lake.
Her hair color is the same as Mianli's, flaxen, and also curly, but it is much longer than Mianli's. It falls down behind her like a waterfall, reflecting light at certain angles.
When God lowered his eyes, light rushed in from behind, gilding His outline. It was dazzling, yet also breathtakingly silent. No human statue, no matter how detailed, could compare to this.
It is so beautiful.
In order to facilitate his movements in the human world, he disguised himself as an ordinary person with black hair and black eyes, and easily entered Xinyue, approached Lu Song, and observed Zhuo Can.
Now that I am back in a deserted place, I have naturally regained my true form.
Jiang Xiao's gaze lingered on his tearful little face for a moment, then turned to him again.
Oil paint of cat whiskers.
The horns on a cheap fluorescent headdress.
Because of the anxiety, the little tail of the arrow is drooping.
Red and black.
...all of them are demonic elements.
Very eye-catching.
He—no, should I call him “Him”—frowned: “Nonsense.”
Jiang Xiao did not need a light bracelet like the little immortal to gather strength. He just glanced at Mian Li casually, and the latter's small clothes carefully dressed by Xiao Hui disappeared into thin air, and in an instant he returned to the white robe he had originally worn in the tower.
A white, noble, pure angel.
After regaining his identity, Mian Li could not find the image of the arrogant and domineering little god he usually was.
He was just a little child, afraid of his father's authority, trembling because he had done something wrong.
When Mian Li was in a trance, he saw a familiar figure.
The envoy raised his head with joy: "Your Highness!"
As usual, Olier wanted to come over and pick up Mian Li, but when he saw Jiang Xiao, he stopped abruptly and bowed respectfully: "...Your Majesty."
Jiang Xiao did not respond. His light blue eyes were quiet, like the cloudless sky, without a trace of emotion.
It's obviously not a sunny day.
Mianli was standing next to the Father God. He looked up at him, then looked at the Father God cautiously, then lowered his head, rarely showing a timid expression.
The boy is three years old, already a young age, and now he wants to curl himself up into a ball, making him look even more fragile.
He is really too small.
Oriel has taken care of Him for so long, and instead of worshipping Him as a god, he has cared for Him more like a child.
At this moment, He stood in the vast temple, as small as a drop in the ocean, which was really heartbreaking.
O'Leary was extremely anxious, but there was nothing he could do.
He had secretly come to Mian Li more than once and told Him not to stay here for long and not to be discovered by God.
In the end it was a warning.
However, Mian Li threw his words behind his back and lingered in the human world, continuing to live with a few small, insignificant humans, even developing an attachment and love for them that a god should not have.
The young god is the only offspring of God. He is spoiled and willful. He doesn't act like a creator at all. He spends his days eating, drinking and having fun, and God doesn't care about these things.
Ke Mianli gave up the entire world under his jurisdiction for the sake of a few humans, which was a big taboo for God.
God cannot have private "love".
Although the young god does not have much to do in the other world and daily affairs are all handled by the gods and the system, he is the source of power that supports the operation of this world. His long-term absence will inevitably cause turmoil in the tower.
Player Wang Er, who took shortcuts and was later defeated, is just the tip of the iceberg.
Oriel had no right to forcibly bring back the young god, all he could do was try his best to maintain order with other white-robed gods.
But God still noticed it.
Before God inquired about the whereabouts of the young god, He first cleaned up the world with great vigor.
Then he called him over and asked in a neutral voice, "Where is he?"
Originally, Oriel was chosen by God and sent to protect the young God. Compared with Mianli's guards, more of them were under the command of Jiang Xiao.
He did not dare and could not lie to God and answered truthfully.
After listening to this, God seemed to be thinking about something.
He neither got angry nor punished the messenger of God who failed in his duty, but made a decision.
He will come to the world and go find His children personally.
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Oriel felt that he should do something for the little Lord God, perhaps even give him some advice, so he opened his mouth and said, "Your Majesty..."
Jiang Xiao raised his hand, and O'Neill immediately fell silent, not daring to act rashly.
"You don't want to come back, right?" Jiang Xiao said, without any preparation, very straightforward.
Mianli lowered his head and shuddered unconsciously.
Oriel thought that the young god would definitely deny it, admit his mistake and ask for forgiveness from the father god.
Unexpectedly, despite being restrained by boundless fear, Mianli actually nodded slightly.
...What are you doing?
Whether it is a human or a God, talking back to your parents when they are angry is just adding fuel to the fire.
O'Neill was getting anxious beside him, but Jiang Xiao didn't seem offended. Instead, he looked a little interested, which was rare for him who was usually indifferent.
God asked, "Why?"
This time it's a real question mark.
He thought for a moment: "Is it because of Zhuo Can?"
When Mianli heard the name, his whole body trembled. He suddenly raised his head and argued hurriedly: "No, don't blame Cancan...!"
That human being who talks a lot, is unlucky, complains, but always treats Him gently will become the most direct and tragic victim if God the Father becomes angry.
But he is obviously the most innocent one.
Jiang Xiao didn't say whether he would blame Zhuo Can. Seeing the child so flustered, he asked slowly, "But, he seems to have seen the relationship between you and me." His tone returned to a period, "What should I do?"
Mian Li has the ability to read minds, so it is easy for Jiang Xiao to know a human’s thoughts.
During the days he had been in contact with Zhuo Can in the company, he knew exactly what the latter was muttering in his heart.
Until today, Zhuo Can noticed the similarity between the father and son's eyes. Even if there is no way to verify it, the seeds of suspicion have been planted.
God will not allow a human to speculate about himself.
His voice was light and a little distressed, as if he was really worried about this matter, or like a loving father teasing his son.
"Let them..." The boy swallowed and uttered the two words with difficulty, "forget."
If given a choice, He really didn't want to leave the bustling human world, where He experienced the warm care and love He had never experienced before.
But He couldn't let the Father hurt Cancan or his other friends.
God was satisfied with this answer. He leaned over and gently placed the child's little hand in the palm of his left hand, and loosely covered the child's eyes with his right hand.
The god's palm was as cold as ice and snow, and Mian Li blinked blankly.
Although he couldn't see it, he could still feel a ray of golden light slowly flowing into his body.
In a place where He couldn't see, the bracelet of water light was forcibly summoned out against the will of its owner, and slowly lit up.
"Mianli." God called out the name he had bestowed upon him, almost sighing, "You are my only child."
Mianli was even more confused, not knowing why Father God suddenly brought up this matter.
There is no such thing as a loving father and a filial son.
Every father would like to see his child make friends, but unfortunately the ones he met were not good ones.
How could gods and ant-like humans really be friends?
Jiang Xiao said: "I won't erase all their memories immediately, I will just make them forget that I was here today."
Wash away everyone’s memory of His presence today, especially Zhuo Can’s doubts.
"I'll give you time to say goodbye properly." Jiang Xiao released his hand. "I've sealed a portion of your power, and it will gradually increase over time."
The light that Mian Li just felt was the power of confinement from the Father God.
"If you don't keep your promise," Jiang Xiao said, "you will lose more and more."
A double entendre.
Mian Li didn't dare to think about what else he would lose besides divine power.
The child trembled, "...Yes, Father God."
"Go ahead."
Jiang Xiao turned and walked towards the throne at the end of the ladder, no longer looking at Him.
His long, light-blonde curls fell behind him, and the ladder radiated large patches of white light from top to bottom, making his shadow increasingly hazy.
The child stood on tiptoe, trying to see the back of God the Father.
In fact, He was very afraid of the back of God the Father, which meant rejection and indifference, and meant being abandoned once again.
However, now, even the back view has become an unattainable luxury.
Mianli felt wronged, helpless, and a little bit wanted to cry.
But with God the Father, tears are of no use at all.
He sniffed and held it in.
A golden light suddenly appeared, engulfing everything.
After everything calmed down, Mian Li was sent back to the real world.
He opened his eyes.
The villa, cakes, balloons, gifts, and most importantly, humans, were all waiting there.
It was still a scene of joyful celebration for His birthday, and no one remembered the earth-shaking changes that had just taken place.
The world around him reset itself. Zhuo Can was the first to approach, squatting down and holding his cold little hand. "Where were you just now? I didn't see you. Hey, why is this broken?"
The boy hadn't fully recovered from his shock yet, and was letting him manipulate him like a puppet. He looked down stiffly and saw that it was a crystal ball that he and Jiajia had made together.
When he saw Jiang Xiao earlier, his hand shook and he smashed it to pieces, and all the snowmen he had made disappeared.
Now, the snowmen, big and small, are still there, lying pitifully among the broken glass.
Except "F".
Because "F" is His nickname for God the Father.
Xiaohui came over with a broom to clean up;
Qi Rui and Jia Jia carefully picked up the little snowman;
Lu Song thought He was cold, so he went to adjust the temperature of the central air conditioner;
Zhuo Can picked him up and coaxed him patiently.
They all loved Him.
Humanity loves Him.
God loves the world. As the little Lord God, He indeed loves many human beings.
Cancan, Jiajia, and others.
But God the Father is different. God the Father does not love anyone.
Of course, God the Father never loved Him.
The author has something to say:
☆【Highlight】There will be no amnesia, and no one will get hurt☆
After all, this is a sweet love story!
This chapter may seem a little sad, but it is required by the plot. Please silently repeat to yourself, Lili is the group's favorite, Lili is the group's favorite, Lili is the group's favorite. Important things should be said three times (namask together).
I promise it will be sweet soon. Lili is so cute, how can anyone not love her? QmQ
No one loves the lesser gods more than God the Father.
Volume 3: I'm a Loving Person
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