Chapter 62 Maybe One Day
When children are just learning to speak, they often use reduplication.
Reduplication is also a form of intimate address.
Kun's real name is Feifei, and it sounds friendly to anyone who calls him that, including the young god.
However, Peng's name has three characters, which puts him at a disadvantage. He is very jealous that Mianli calls Feifei like a nickname.
Fortunately, the little fairy was fair and generous, and gave it the name "Bubu".
Kabuka was overjoyed and every time he heard it, he would jump around like a puppy being called by its master.
Even in the sky, we must fly freely.
Peng is too big to stretch out in many places. This vast forest is a rare open space where he can freely display his skills.
It soared happily: "What did you say - the wind was too strong - I couldn't hear clearly -"
I just shouted at it at the top of my lungs, but now it can't sleep.
The little Lord God silently chanted in his heart: "Kabuka."
Universal law: Parents will be unlucky when they call their children’s full names.
Even if the parent is a three-year-old child.
Not only did the young god stop using nicknames, he also used his mental strength, but this was no joking.
Kabuka quickly apologized: "Oh, okay, sorry, Your Highness, I actually heard it. Are you talking about that whirlpool? It's the Sky Prison."
Heaven...prison?
This was the first time the little Lord God had heard of this place.
"What is the Heavenly Prison?"
"It's where the criminals are held."
"Sinners? Are they all bad guys?"
"Yes. Depending on the severity of their crimes, some are in heaven, and some are imprisoned elsewhere. This is the largest cell in heaven. Do you understand?"
"Oh oooo"
Kabuka turned and hovered in the air: "Your Highness, would you like to take a look?"
It hasn't been there much, so it's quite curious.
But the Tianlao is a place where criminals are imprisoned, not a tourist attraction, so people cannot enter it casually.
...If the young prince wants to go, it will be different.
Your Majesty never said that there is any place in this huge temple that Your Highness cannot go to.
After all, thousands of years from now, this place will still become the little prince's territory.
(This can only be thought in the mind, not spoken out loud.)
Mianli held its feathers like snow, thought for a moment, and shook his head.
It’s not that I’m afraid, but because all the people imprisoned there are bad guys, which is too boring.
Kabuka expressed regret and understanding, and took his little master to the next place.
Mianli looked back as he left.
The vortex continued to spin counterclockwise with great force.
There seemed to be something inside that attracted Him, a very subtle sensation.
Like a wind chime hanging in the lintel of the clear sky, it makes a crisp tinkling sound.
But He did not go after all.
*
Zhuo Can has been honest and kind throughout his life, working diligently and never doing anything illegal. His ancestors for three generations were clean and had never been to jail.
So before today, he never thought that one day he would be thrown into jail.
What's even more outrageous is that he did it voluntarily.
God's prison cell is naturally completely different from that of the human world.
This place can't even be considered a room. It is very similar to the place where Feifei took him away last time. It is all white, without any furniture or decorations. In short, it is empty.
Humans have cruel scientific experiments in which criminals are locked up in rooms without any light and tortured.
Pure black is indeed terrifying. Zhuo Can now feels that white everywhere is not much better.
The darkness is full of dangers and the unknown is everywhere. The unknown is the root of human fear.
However, few people can reach a deeper level - that is nothingness.
Blank.
Nothing.
Even the "unknown" does not exist, there is no birth, no death, no flow of time, no space construction and collapse.
Only "nothingness" remains.
The only good thing was that Zhuo Can lowered his head and turned his palms, at least he could still see himself.
He waited, feeling a little anxious.
Oriel made a promise and agreed to help him "save the country in a roundabout way" by giving him a chance to meet the gods to save the young god from unhappiness.
Despite this, Zhuo Can still couldn't trust him 100%. After all, he was Jiang Xiao's personal guard. He might have used sweet words to trick him here and imprison him for life.
I hope the messenger of God is the type who won't lie, just like he looks.
Then again, it would be impossible for him to reach the temple without the help of the messenger of God, so why would he feel so much crisis that he wanted to get rid of himself completely?
Could it be that - Zhuo Can thought hopefully - Mian Li is still looking for a way to return to the human world?
With the previous experience of Feifei's hijacking, Zhuo Can knew that the biggest advantage here was that he could lie down at will and would not fall just because there seemed to be nothing.
He lay down, his back firmly touching the solidified air.
Otherwise, take a nap, maybe things will turn around.
Staying up late and suffering from insomnia are essential skills for most programmers, but Zhuo Can has an enviable sleep quality. Even if he is locked up in a prison where he has no idea what will happen next, he can still sleep soundly.
In his dream, he dreamed of an ordinary weekend. He took Mianli to Qi Rui's house during the day, had a date with Lu Song at night, and then went to pick up Mianli.
The child fell asleep in the child seat in the back. The two of them sat in the front seat of the car, whispering to each other, looking back at Mianli from time to time, planning where to go for fun tomorrow.
Warm and familiar, as if it happened just last night.
…
Zhuo Can was awakened by a strange noise.
I opened my eyes and saw ink-black hair.
Feifei had arrived in front of him at some point and sternly said, "You've trespassed into the divine realm, committed such a serious crime, and yet you're still able to sleep. You really want to die."
Zhuo Can was still confused. What did he mean by trespassing into...the divine realm?
Someone walked in.
Feifei stepped aside and lowered his head respectfully.
Zhuo Can saw who was coming and was completely sober this time.
This seemed to be the first time he saw Jiang Xiao’s true form.
Although his facial features have not changed, his different hair color, hairstyle and eye color give him a completely different color.
Originally Mr. Jiang with his black hair and black eyes was aloof and cold, but now he is the Lord God and can be called holy.
No need to speak, no need to make any expression, just standing there is enough to make the sky and the earth pale in comparison, and the sun and the moon lose their brilliance.
When Xiao Mianli grows up in a few years, she will probably become such a stunning beauty, right?
During this period of time, he had been thinking about the person in front of him day and night. Finally, he saw the real person. Zhuo Can slowly stood up: "...Hello."
After he said that, he regretted it. Why did he greet his superior like he was in the company? He should at least add "Your Excellency" or something like that.
Feifei seemed very unhappy with his rudeness, but Jiang Xiao himself didn't have any objections. He said calmly, "Explain your purpose."
As expected of the God of Gods, he comes straight to the point and any more words would be a waste.
Zhuo Can, the man in white behind him, since God himself came to the prison, it means that O'Neill has already taken care of the previous part.
He said, "I came here because I want you to see something."
Feifei raised an eyebrow. "How dare you! Your Majesty knows everything in the world. Is there anything else you need to present specifically?"
Zhuo Can was actually a little afraid of his sword, but he continued speaking with a sincere tone: "You must have never seen this. Just... take a look."
He added the lines he had prepared long ago: "After you finish reading this, you can kill me or chop me up, it's all up to you."
The god did not comment, but just nodded slightly.
Zhuo Chan guessed this was a kind of permission.
So he pressed the issue further: "Only you can see this."
The implication is that the area needs to be cleared.
Feifei was furious: "Mortal, don't be so ungrateful!"
Zhuo Can flinched.
Jiang Xiao said calmly, "Okay."
Feifei opened his eyes wide. He had many concerns and could cite a hundred disadvantages of clearing the area.
However, God's will cannot be violated.
O'Leary dragged him away just in time.
When only two people were left in the cage, God said, "I was not ignorant of your conspiracy."
His voice was sweet, like a cold mountain spring, and he spoke slowly, yet it made Zhuo Can's heart tremble with fear.
As for pretending to arrest someone but not actually arresting them, in Jiang Xiao's view, these little tricks of theirs are as childish and ridiculous as a teacher watching students passing notes in the audience.
...I hope O'Neal won't be implicated.
Zhuo Can clenched his fists: "This is all my idea, I hope you won't blame others."
Jiang Xiao didn't dwell on this topic: "That's all you want. Go ahead."
Zhuo Can took a deep breath and said, "My Lord God, there are some things that words cannot express."
He closed his eyes, as if ready to die: "--Please come and see for yourself."
*
That happened on the day Jiang Xiao came to the human world and personally found Mian Li.
At the birthday party specially held by Zhuo Can for the little god, before Mian Li became impatient and Tao Yingjia secretly ran to the attic to hide, according to the rules, the little birthday boy was allowed to eat cake, make a wish, and blow out the candles.
Many guests were invited, including teachers, children and parents from the nursery class, Zhuo Can’s colleagues, and Qi Rui’s friends.
These people come here not only to get free food, drinks and cakes, but more importantly, no one who has seen Mianli likes this lively and beautiful child.
They come with sincere blessings.
However, before making a wish, everyone else saw Xiao Mianli with a smile on his face. Only Zhuo Can knew that the child had asked him a question in a low voice.
"Do they... like Lili?"
The sleeping ritual theory.
Zhuo Can was stunned for a few seconds by this question.
The boy didn't get a response, so he continued, "Well, Lili, make a wish for lots of love. I hope someone will love you in the future, too."
It was difficult for Zhuo Can to explain how he felt when he heard these words.
Shouldn't He always be arrogant and claim to be the most powerful?
Why do you sound so worried when you talk about it now?
What kind of experience could make a little child who looks so spoiled ask such a heartbreaking question?
What happened that made Him feel that no one loved Him?
Shouldn't such a lovely little god be given all the love in the world?
This conversation, which was known only to the two of them and perhaps had been forgotten by Xiao Mianli, was not the only scene that Zhuo Can showed to Jiang Xiao.
Next, it was still the birthday party.
Play games with many children;
Being carried around by adults;
He doesn’t need long legs; instead, people are willing to embrace Him wherever He goes.
If Zhuo Can hadn't stopped him, everyone would have given him a creamy kiss.
Mian Li was smiling.
From beginning to end, he looked so happy, with a smile so innocent and sweet, like a child who grew up in a honey pot.
He was completely different from the lonely little figure in the divine realm.
…
Jiang Xiao finished reading and remained silent for a long time.
Zhuo Can thought the father was deeply shocked, but he didn't expect God to think for a while and then ask, "Why dress Him like this?"
Ever since he was still Vice President Jiang, Jiang Xiao's speeches have always been straightforward declarative sentences, without any exclamation marks or question marks.
At this moment, he showed a rare hint of confusion, as if this matter really troubled him.
Zhuo Can was stunned: "Huh?"
“…This outfit is ugly.”
Zhuo Can was stunned for a moment before he realized what was happening. He had been looking around for a long time, and the only thing he cared about was what his son was wearing.
That was the little devil costume designed and customized by Xiaohui herself. It was playful and cute, and they all loved it.
But God doesn't like it.
If Xiaohui heard this, she would definitely be very sad.
Zhuo Can asked carefully, "Don't you like the combination of black and red?"
Jiang Xiao frowned: "Mian Li is the Son of God and should not be tainted by evil and uncleanness."
It's just a piece of clothing, why make it so sensitive? It's not like putting on a devil costume will really turn you into a——
Huh.
Zhuo Can suddenly had an idea.
Since it was beyond his original cognition that God and angels actually existed in this complex and profound world, then... what about the devil?
Is it possible that above the lofty clouds is the realm of God, and underground, there really is purgatory?
But this is not his main purpose for coming today.
In fact, Zhuo Can could almost guess that in the eyes of the most fair God of Gods in the world, humans are indeed a very failed creation.
They are good with their words.
They are greedy and stingy.
They are the most untrustworthy and will destroy the most important purity of a god.
However, not all humans are like this. Zhuo Can believes that all his friends are kind and gentle people.
Otherwise, why would the young Lord God be willing to stay with them?
Not only that, humans also have something that gods lack - emotions.
What Zhuo Can wanted Jiang Xiao to see was that their kindness to Mian Li and Mian Li's love for them were real.
And Mianli obviously prefers to live in a passionate love.
"Is that all you want to say?"
Jiang Xiao's blue eyes, which were always clear and calm, flashed with a trace of emotion.
It was that illusory fluctuation like a mirage in the mirror and water that was captured steadily by Zhuo Can.
God must have been shaken.
He is sure.
Zhuo Can said respectfully: "Yes."
God said, “I already know that.”
Zhuo Can blinked: "That means I can--"
Jiang Xiao glanced at him.
Okay, he knew, not now.
but……
"When can I—"
His words were interrupted again.
“No one can predict the future.”
There was no longer any trace of undercurrent in the god's light blue eyes, as if the sky had cleared up after the rain.
Zhuo Can secretly admired that the God could say "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you" so philosophically - his words were really amazing.
Zhuo Can raised his hand weakly: "Uh, sorry, God, I actually... have a question."
Seeing that Jiang Xiao showed no impatience, he quickly said, "It's not just my question. Xiaoli wants to know too. Of course, you don't have to tell me if it's inconvenient for you—that is, where is Mianli's Mother Goddess now? Or—how was She born?"
"This is not something you should ask about."
In a rare occurrence, there was a stern look between the god's brows and his voice was exceptionally harsh.
Say one more word and you might die.
Zhuo Can shrank his neck.
In the face of absolute power, the only way is to give in.
*
Mianli lay on his cloud, bored.
Today, Father God allowed Him to enter the temple for the rare occasion. He stayed beside the throne and listened to the priests talking in a meeting.
Although it’s nice to be near the Father, adults are so boring.
The child held his chin with his left hand and picked up a small handful of cotton wool with his right hand and rubbed it.
With another breath, the ball of white fluff turned into the shape of a kitten.
Cat Yun was only as big as Mianli's palm. It flew in front of Him and meowed tenderly.
Be it Zhizhi or Taotao, the two cats he is most familiar with, neither has such a sweet voice.
Cats have short memories. The little god wondered if they had forgotten him.
Qi Rui, Xiao Hui and the others, don’t you remember Li Li?
The lifespan of a god is too long. The young god has a vague concept of time and is not sure how long it has been since he left the mortal world. He only roughly knows that it is a very long time.
What if Cancan also forgets Him?
Thinking about this, I feel extremely depressed.
He pouted, looked depressed, and had no energy, and couldn't even play with the clouds.
"Sleeping ceremony."
A voice called from above.
He immediately sat up: "Father God?"
He is now a very well-behaved and obedient child.
The Father God on the throne looked at Him and said, "Come here."
The Sleeper only then noticed that while He was transforming into a kitten and a puppy, the priests had finished their meeting and left.
The hall was empty, with only the father and son left besides the guards.
Perhaps the efforts of both parties have paid off, and their father-son relationship has eased recently.
Mianli was no longer as afraid of God the Father as before, and God became gentler towards him and allowed him to get closer.
Just like today.
Mian Li jumped off the cloud, stepped barefoot on the cool, translucent Kaguya stone of the temple, and struggled to climb to the side of the throne.
He timidly reached out and placed his hand on the corner of God's robe, his eyes filled with a desire for closer intimacy: "Father God?"
God looked down at Him and said, "Tell me about what you have done recently."
This is the advice given to God on repairing family relationships by a human who does not want to reveal his real name.
It is said that it is very effective in the present world.
Of course, Mian Li didn't know the origin of it, so he just obediently counted the items one by one on his fingers.
"Today I made a kitten out of Yunyun."
"I ate Popping Candy yesterday."
"Using the Rubik's Cube, I created a new world!"
"Last time I went flying with Bubu, I saw some really big guoguo!"
After He finished speaking, He looked towards the Father cautiously, unsure if what He said was what the Father wanted to hear, and He read His expression carefully.
God lowered his eyes.
"Do you still think the human world is better?"
Mianli suddenly raised his head.
What does this mean?
"Lili, I didn't think about it anymore!" The child hurriedly defended himself, "No...no! Father, please don't be angry..."
He was worried that God the Father would be angry, and he was also afraid that Zhuo Can and others in the human world would suffer more misfortune.
Yet God did not look angry.
He slowly, slowly stroked the child's soft curls and whispered, "Then go."
Just a few words.
For God, this is a concession that has never been made in thousands of years.
Just this once, for His only child.
Mianli opened his eyes wide, still unable to believe the meaning of Father God's words.
Until God called out Zhuo Can.
This was also the first time in tens of millions of years that humans were able to enter the temple.
The sky prison, where nothing can be seen or touched and there is solidified air everywhere, is already special enough. However, it was not until he set foot in the temple that Zhuo Can understood what a miracle was.
This place is... too magical.
Any fantasy game CG, movie, or illustration cannot compare to actually seeing the place of God.
The guards standing on both sides were very curious about the human who suddenly appeared in the hall.
Most of them have been to the mortal world in this life, and humans are creatures living in legends.
They saw humans like a pack of foxes seeing a rabbit for the first time.
Who on earth has such great ability?
Is it...delicious?
However, they only dared to think about it secretly in their hearts and glance at it out of the corner of their eyes.
For Mianli, it was a complete pleasant surprise.
He wanted to immediately throw himself into the arms of the human being whom he had not seen for a long time, but he did not dare to leave the side of God the Father, and he was hesitant.
God walked down from the throne and placed His hand on His back: "Go."
Maybe one day, Mian Li will understand that God the Father loves him too.
Indeed, God the Father never hugged or kissed Him, and even rarely met Him; He treated Him as coldly as a stranger, and there was no "closeness" to Him at all.
In addition to reasons related to his original character, God also has unspeakable concerns, and uses this indifference to divide and suppress greater disasters.
Those are absolute secrets that cannot be known to anyone at the moment.
The way of expression may need improvement, but there is no doubt that God’s love for the young God is deeper than that for anyone or anything else.
But even if you don’t understand, it doesn’t matter.
"Father God."
The young god bravely hugged His legs, like an ordinary child acting coquettishly to his father.
"Cancan is good, Jiajia is good too." The wording was a little complicated for Him, and He racked His brains to come up with a conclusion, "—but they are not the Father God."
What He actually wanted to say was that He would not ignore God the Father because of the goodness of mankind; His admiration and love for God the Father did not need to be compared with that of anyone else.
But the child is still young and his language ability is far from enough to express his feelings.
Fortunately, God understands everything.
The corners of the god's mouth curved up, revealing an unprecedented faint smile.
Like a night-blooming cereus, it is so beautiful that it seems like a once-in-a-lifetime miracle.
At this moment, He was no longer the isolated God of Gods who sat high in the sky, but the father of a child.
Mianli obtained permission and flew towards Zhuocan happily, knocking the human off balance and they fell together in the soft cloud.
White flakes fell on them like snow.
Zhuo Can was not annoyed. He laughed and lifted the child up.
"Kami-chan, I'm going home—oh, sorry, Your Majesty, let me correct that—I'm going to my house to play. Are you ready?"
"Alright! Let's go Huahua~"
…
The God of Gods can get anything he wants.
Whether it is a scepter or a grand world.
If He wants to.
Even the God of Gods can learn to let go.
After watching Mianli and Zhuo Can leave, Jiang Xiao dismissed everyone in the temple.
The guards looked at each other in bewilderment. They had been on duty here day and night and had never evacuated before God left.
He looked very tired and didn't say much.
The guards dared not disobey and left one after another.
The temple, which had seemed lively just now due to the playfulness of Zhuo Can and Mian Li, was empty in an instant.
The god turned around and returned to the throne, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in his clothes.
The throne was majestic and grand, and He, within it, appeared cold and fragile.
The eternal daylight in the temple suddenly turned into dusk.
The light of the setting sun slowly sinks, the rippling deep purple superimposed with the psychedelic blood orange, flowing over the kaolin like water, and melting into the clouds swirling in the twilight.
The little god is about to return to his bright summer days.
God was left alone in the eternal night of winter.
Volume 4: The Demonic Plot
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