Meng Youfang frowned and said in a serious tone:
"A meeting of pilgrims?"
How could I possibly attend an audience? Time is my old friend; how could we possibly have an audience?
That was His reward to His followers, and of course I couldn't bully the weak and take away a spot meant for ordinary people.
"......"
Honestly, Cheng Shi almost turned around and left. If it weren't for the fact that there weren't that many believers related to the established [Time], "Yuan Chu" would have already lost his [Time] by now.
"Okay, then I'll tell you everything."
The gods perished one after another in rebellion against the Primordial God, leaving many divine positions vacant. Now, for the continuation of the universe, we must rise to the challenge. Yours…”
Before he could finish speaking, Meng Youfang suddenly grabbed Cheng Shi's wrist, his expression slightly agitated, and said:
"The 'Primordial Chaos' you speak of, could it be...?"
Cheng Shi thought the other party already knew something, after all, the chosen one was the upstream of this [Faith Game] intelligence, and even if he was delusional, he should know what he needed to know based on his strength.
So he nodded and said, "That's right, [*He] is..."
"Just as I thought!" Meng Youfang interrupted Cheng Shi again, his face beaming with joy. "Hahaha, good brother, I've finally found my divine name again! It turns out my divine name is [Yuan Chu]!"
"?"
For a moment, Cheng Shi felt somewhat at a loss.
Because he found himself unable to refute what the other person was saying.
Old Meng proclaims himself the seventeenth god in the universe, but in this vast cosmos, the only one who truly deserves the title of the seventeenth god is [Primordial]...
So, it seems that Meng Youfang is indeed the "Origin"?
...
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