Chapter 53: One Must Be Taken Away
Xiao Mianli was tired from playing on the swing, so she lay down by the table and waited.
He knew that Lulu had prepared a special dinner for Cancan tonight, so even though his stomach was growling, he would not touch the delicious food on the table first.
But it looks really delicious...
The creamy soup in front of me smelled delicious, and the puff pastry was golden and fragrant.
The child thought, if he did it quietly, quietly, and just took a bite, he wouldn’t be discovered, right?
No one knew where Lu Song had gone, and now only Mian Li was sitting at the table.
The little fairy looked left and right, making sure no one was watching, and then he secretly stretched out his evil little claws towards the puff pastry.
"A small gift!"
He was startled by the sudden shout and almost fell off his chair.
Mianli withdrew his hand and sat upright, as if nothing had happened just now.
If Zhuo Can were here, he would be able to tell at a glance that the little guy had done something bad.
But Lu Song didn't know Him well enough; more importantly, he didn't have the mind to do so now.
Lu Song ran to Him with his cell phone. His hair, which had been carefully styled for this dinner, was messy, the top two buttons of his shirt were undone, and his chest was heaving violently.
He looked anxious. "I called Xiaocan multiple times, but he didn't answer. I asked a colleague, and he said he was planning to take the subway. I checked his last location, and it showed he was on Line 15, five or six stops away."
That sounds like no problem.
Mian Li blinked: "And?"
Lu Song took a deep breath. "The problem is, the entire middle section of Line 15 is under maintenance today—there's no way he can get on this train!"
The child stood up from the chair.
Lu Song supported Him: "Do you know? Will you know where he went?"
Mian Li opened his arms, and Lu Song understood what he meant. He picked Him up from the chair and then consciously took a few steps back.
The little god entered the search mode, and no foreign objects or dust could get close to him. A miniature whirlwind was hung around him, mixed with his inherent golden light, which was romantic but also a little hazy and terrifying.
Mian Li opened his "eyes" in the lonely world.
He lived with this chief criminal for as long as he was brought into this world.
Young children are much more adaptable than adults, and Zhuo Can won the heart of the little Lord God with almost a box of caramel cookies.
It only took Mian Li a very short time to go from trying to get Zhuo Can to serve him, to completely falling in love with this gentle human being, and then to preferring to stay in the mediocre world rather than go back with the Father God.
Zhuo Can has many identities for Mian Li.
He can be his brother or his nanny.
He can be both his servant and his keeper.
But in the final analysis, in the eyes of the young god, Zhuo Can is a person under his protection, his cub.
God has a divine "core" that can be located, and so do humans.
Just like how everyone has a unique scent and a familiar companion pet dog can recognize its owner by that scent, Mian Li can also find Zhuo Can through the unique markings he can see.
He has a concrete black and white map of the world in his mind. When he needs to find someone, such as Zhuo Can now, the corresponding fluorescent spot will light up on the map.
This mark is not static and will become brighter or darker depending on human breathing, physical strength, and heartbeat.
Simply put, when humans engage in strenuous exercise, such as running or jumping, this light will become brighter.
When they lie down to rest, especially when they fall asleep, their brightness gradually dims.
It is a lamp that can "breathe".
The last time Zhuo Can was taken away by Lu Song, the lights went out in broad daylight. That's how Mian Li realized that something was wrong with Zhuo Can and set off with the cat rescue team.
Let’s call this light the “public green light” for now.
With the previous lesson in mind, in addition to the green light, Mianli put another mark on his most important "cub".
Unlike the green light, the red light will remain dormant for a long time when Zhuo Can is safe. Once his life is threatened or he deviates significantly from the predetermined trajectory (such as leaving the world), it will suddenly light up.
This is called the "private red light" and can only be owned by someone who is given it by the young god.
The Sleeping Ritual heightens the level of awareness of it.
To put it in a more concise and vivid way: if the green light is on and the red light is off, then Zhuo Can is living a normal life.
On the contrary, when the green light is off and the red light is on, it means that he is in danger.
Now, Zhuo Can’s green light is not flickering.
But the red light, bright as a flame, was burning brightly.
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The sharp sword blade flashed with cold light and stopped just a millimeter away from Zhuo Can's throat.
Zhuo Can had nowhere to retreat and was pressed tightly against the transparent wall behind him, his back already soaked.
He felt that he was quite brave because he didn't pee his pants or scream out loud.
After all, how many people can remain calm in the face of death threats?
Zhuo Can closed his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he slowly swallowed his saliva.
Who can I pray to at this time?
Will God come to save him?
Forget it, God is so small that he can’t even take care of himself.
He should just leave it to fate and hope for the best.
Seeing his cowardly look, Feifei lost interest, retracted his sword, and snorted.
"Nothing more than that."
The existence that can trap the young god and make the god feel troubled is nothing more than an ordinary human with thin arms and legs and no ability to resist at all.
Is it really necessary for me to do it myself? Any small fry can take care of him.
The life-threatening weapon was taken back, and Zhuo Can breathed a sigh of relief while realizing one thing: the man probably just wanted to teach him a lesson, or to coerce him.
He didn't really intend to kill him, even though it would be as easy for him as crushing an ant.
Zhuo Can wondered, what was he worried about?
Is it because you don’t want to kill—or can’t?
Since he was going to die anyway, Zhuo Can didn't want to die in vain, so he bravely said, "My dear brother."
Feifei folded her arms and glanced at him sideways: "I'm not you, brother."
Zhuo Can: “…”
I thought that this was how heroes in ancient costumes were called.
Zhuo Can stopped talking nonsense and said, "You came to me because of the Mian Li, right?"
Feifei still didn't look at him straight in the eye.
Zhuo Can carefully considered his words: "You must know that I have no power to hide or trap Kamisama."
"What is Kamisama?"
"Kamisama—never mind. I mean Mianli." Zhuo Can cautiously tested his reaction. "Look, I don't have any power at all. If your little prince wants to leave me, it won't take any effort at all."
Feifei finally looked up at him.
Zhuo Can continued, "So, Mian Li stayed here voluntarily, right? Because He felt... happy to be with me."
Feifei said, "That doesn't mean anything. His Highness is young, and there are many things that can make Him happy."
This sounded so sad. Zhuo Can changed his tone: "You just said that you were sent by God to take Him back. How can I know who God is?"
Feifei refused without hesitation: "No."
A mere human being, yet he dares to dream of seeing the true face of God? It's a beautiful thought.
Zhuo Can choked. "Alright. But since the gods sent you here, and even went through such a roundabout way of 'inviting' me first, that means at least two things: First, the little prince is very reluctant to go back with you. Otherwise, he'd be like any other child; if he wanted to come play with me, you could just send him here. He must not want to leave, and he must have used some method to prevent you from resorting to direct force, which is why you're resorting to me as a compromise. Second, I'm a very useful card for you right now. Given how close Mianli is to me, if you hurt me, or even impulsively tried to kill me like you just did, you wouldn't be able to get Mianli to leave voluntarily. All in all, you're in a difficult position. You 'invited' me here, probably hoping to coerce me into submission and then have me persuade little Mianli to go back with you. Am I correct?"
After saying all this, I almost got dizzy.
While catching his breath, Zhuo Can thought thankfully that it was fortunate that President Lu had forcibly promoted him to his current position, forcing him to practice his eloquence in meetings of all sizes so that he could sort out such a rigorous logic... Well, it should be quite rigorous.
He had never known that he could burst out with such amazing eloquence when facing a crisis.
Does this mean that I have figured out the art of verbal persuasion used by Tang Monk, Uzumaki Naruto and various male protagonists?
It is still unknown whether it is effective or not, but at least it seems to have confused Feifei.
Feifei: “…”
He was just a fish in disguise, who had been with God for thousands of years. God was a quiet person, not only did he not talk to others, he also did not like to listen to others talk.
So he also hates listening to humans nagging and preaching the most.
Otherwise, just kill him first.
Feifei gripped the hilt of the sword again, looking for a point to strike a fatal blow.
He is quite a germaphobe, and there is not much space here, so it would be troublesome if blood splashed on his clothes.
Just as Feifei frowned and compared the lethality of various organs, the independent space he built to temporarily trap Zhuo Can was suddenly attacked by external forces!
He himself does not have the power to create a barrier, and now he can create this space thanks to the power bestowed by God.
The power bestowed by God is the strongest barrier in the world. Apart from God himself, no one can enter without the permission of the Lord of the Barrier.
But at this moment, he could clearly sense that the space was being distorted by a more powerful force.
...Someone tore open the barrier and broke in.
Feifei's eyes instantly turned bright red, and he spun around, drawing his sword: "Who is it?"
Zhuo Can couldn't sense the changes in the barrier, but Fei Fei's sudden anger was obvious.
The humans also looked over in astonishment.
A small figure slowly emerged in the void and fell from the sky.
In Zhuo Can's memory, Mianli loved to laugh and make noises, and always acted like a spoiled child in front of adults.
Apart from having some magical powers, she is no different from a real three-year-old child. In his mind, she is the softest and sweetest little candy bean.
But the young figure in front of him exuded an arrogant aura that kept people at a distance. His expression was as cold as a glacier, and his every move was filled with majesty that could overwhelm the world.
This made Zhuo Can realize very clearly that Mianli was not an ordinary child.
That is the offspring of God.
Is the real God.
*
"Let go of that human."
The young god spoke.
The voice is still childish, but no longer has the innocence of the past.
Feifei stared at the young god.
No wonder he could penetrate his barrier effortlessly. Divine power is like human blood to gods.
Young gods are the offspring of gods. They have similar powers, but the power of young gods is much weaker.
But the barrier recognized this power and thought that the master who created it had come, so it did not resist much.
Feifei looked at the flaxen curly hair that was extremely similar to Mianli and Jiang Xiao, as well as their even more similar eyes, and the proof of their identical divine power, and thought anxiously that "He" was truly a child of God.
Even though it's not an ordinary father-son relationship, even though he's not spoiled, he's still the only child.
Child of God.
and someone...
No, now is not the time to think about that.
A complex emotion of joy, jealousy and sadness flashed across Feifei's blood-red eyes.
Feifei knelt on one knee, looking majestic yet respectful: "Greetings, Your Highness."
Zhuo Can next to him was stunned. What was going on with this ancient hero posture?
Are you filming on site?
Didn’t you just now not know what “Renxiong” was?
But what he was more concerned about now was Xiao Mian Li, who looked a little different from usual.
He stammered and wanted to say something to Mianli, but he didn't know how to intervene in such a chaotic family affair.
Mian Li glanced at Zhuo Can, lowered his head and said calmly, "You can go."
"I can't leave," Feifei said. "I must take one of you or this human away so I can report to His Majesty."
Mianli's voice trembled: "Does Father God want you to beat Cancan? Or Lili?"
Death is not a familiar concept to young children.
Beating and scolding are obviously much more terrifying.
"Your Highness, you know that His Majesty never wants to punish you." Feifei sighed, "But His Majesty has told you time and again that he hopes you can return."
From O'Neill to Jiang Xiao personally coming forward, from hinting to speaking frankly.
They have taken turns looking for Mianli many times.
Feifei glanced at Zhuo Can, who was standing aside from the situation but was inextricably linked to the center of the vortex. "I'm taking him away today... as a warning to you. I hope you can change your mind soon and come back with me. It will be better for everyone."
Mianli's eyes were red: "Lili doesn't want to leave."
He staggered, drifted, and fell to the ground.
Feifei's feelings towards the young god are very complicated, far from the simple love that Oriel and others have.
But even so, he couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw the trembling child like this.
He still knelt on one knee, extended his hand to Mian Li, and softened his voice: "Your Highness, come back with me. Isn't home better than here?"
He gently grasped the young god's soft little hand: "You see, your strength has weakened since you were here."
Home?
This is not an unfamiliar word.
For Mianli, "home" refers to where Zhuocan lives, where there are other friends who can be met at any time, teddy bears, caramel cookies, and lots of warmth, kisses and love.
It is definitely not the cold, lifeless temple and the Father God who will never embrace Him.
"No..." The child shook his head desperately, tearing his hand away from his grasp. "No! Lili, don't go back!"
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