"How have you been lately?" asked the Godfather.
"...Not bad." Su Mingan said.
"Yeah." The Godfather responded, looking at the thick leather book in his hand without looking up.
Su Mingan sat for a while, but he didn't hear the next sentence from the Godfather. The Godfather was still standing by the stained glass, reading the book in his hand, as if he had forgotten that Su Mingan was sitting here. This selfless attitude was exactly the same as the national teacher in the game.
"Godfather..." Su Mingan called softly.
"Hmm?" The Godfather tilted his head.
He looks very young. Although he is Su Wensheng's godfather, he looks only a few years older than Su Wensheng, as if he is forever young. His white pupils make people feel dazed, as if they can reflect all the colors in the world.
"Lou Yueguo..." Su Ming'an just said three words and stopped talking, wanting the godfather to take up the topic himself.
However, the godfather just looked at him quietly, like an elder waiting for a younger person to speak. There was no trace of impatience on his face. It seemed that even if the two of them were deadlocked for eternity, he would not say a word.
"Li Mingyue, the national teacher of Louyue Country." Su Mingan could only finish the words himself: "Is it you?"
"I can partially answer this question," said the Godfather.
Su Mingan straightened his posture.
"Once upon a time there was a confused child who had a bad memory and easily forgot things. So every time he went to school, he would secretly copy the text on his arms and stomach, so that he could hide it from the old pedant at the door who was afraid that his books would be stolen. After leaving school, the child spread the text so that people all over the world would have books to read. In this way, people all over the world have wisdom and knowledge, and are no longer ignorant people who work hard." said the godfather.
Su Mingan was still listening attentively when the Godfather suddenly stopped talking and there was no further talk.
...What is this? Storytelling, metaphor, suggestion?
Su Mingan was stunned for a moment and secretly memorized this story.
"By the way, I came to see you this time because the spirit wants to talk to you." The godfather said, "Please get ready and I will invite Him to come over."
"Wait..." Su Mingan immediately reached out to stop him.
He's not ready yet!
He originally thought that he would meet the ultimate boss, the god, at the very last moment. By that time, he would have fully grown and conquered the world, surrounded by powerful comrades, and the plot had been explored almost completely - but it was only the second day, and the god was going to confront him?
What’s the difference between this and the final boss blocking people in the Novice Village?
Su Mingan was about to speak when he saw his godfather close his eyes.
The sunlight shone through the stained glass onto the man's white hair, like snow that was about to melt in the clear morning light. The man closed his eyes for a brief moment, and when he opened them again, he seemed no different from the previous second.
"Godfather, please wait a moment before praying to the gods. I need to prepare." Su Mingan grabbed the godfather's hand.
The godfather lowered his head, his eyes scanning Su Mingan's hands, his eyes slightly deep.
"Su Wensheng?" The Godfather's voice was cold.
"..."Su Mingan understood instantly that the person in front of him might have changed - the person who was talking to him now was the "god" of this world.
The cold, ruthless, and powerful "god" who caused Iyeft to be brutally crushed to death by a steel frame, turned countless believers into fanatics, and arranged the fate of countless humans to death. His power of ruling faith is greater than Su Lin's, and the world he controls is much broader than Xiao Ai's. Even the terrifying deep-sea tentacle monsters are his subordinates. He is the most suitable individual unit Su Mingan has ever seen to be called a "god".
It is impossible to imagine His strength, it is impossible to imagine His weakness, and it is impossible to imagine His essence.
Facing the god's cold gaze, Su Mingan shook his head and thought for a moment.
"No, I am the leader of the Lighthouse." Su Mingan said.
There was visible astonishment on the god's face, as if to say "what are you talking about?"
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