What you want to do, and what you can do, is up to you, not the world.
Then... things get interesting.
Since it can be treated as a game without restrictions, Ning Feng is very familiar with this kind of thing.
Who says the only way to beat the game is to just keep killing and eventually kill everyone else?
Young people are too naive.
As long as there is communication and a high degree of openness, even Resident Evil can be turned into a romance adventure!
As for how to deal with superficial issues like the target being too terrifying...
joke!
Don't underestimate players' ability to accept new ideas.
If you're bold enough, even a madman can take maternity leave.
I, Ning, have already raised the favorability of legendary spirits, so why would I be afraid of this?
Didn't you see? I almost maxed out Militia Jack's favorability rating.
What's so difficult about raising the favor of another undead priest?
It's simply a matter of taking control of the topic and then gradually guiding the other person's thoughts, something succubi are all too familiar with.
The first step to deepening communication is to take control of the conversation.
So, after the problem was initially resolved, Ning Feng took the initiative to suggest changing rooms, specifically requesting to go to the priest's room.
His initiative to enter the other party's territory was his best effort to soothe the other party's feelings and make them feel that everything was under control.
Although this move seemed extremely risky, it was indeed very effective.
really.
Although his questions were repeatedly evaded, the pastor was now quite relaxed and not worried at all that Ning Feng could escape.
The pastor's attitude changed from vigilant to relaxed.
This was the last time the pastor allowed Ning Feng to avoid the topic. After giving him a deep look, he slowly spoke:
"That's right, I'd like to introduce you to the deities we worship."
"Let me introduce you to my lord, she is..."
Um?
With a flicker of his expression, Ning Feng was certain that he seemed to have heard something, but upon careful recollection, he realized that he hadn't heard it clearly at all.
"...Excuse me, could you say that again? I didn't quite catch that."
He was interrupted briefly, but the priest was already getting into his meditative state and didn't seem to mind, raising his voice as he spoke:
"Of course, my lord, she is the greatest being even among the gods!"
Sure enough, even when the priest spoke it again, Ning Feng still couldn't hear the name clearly.
Is it subject to restrictions?
Although he couldn't be sure, Ning Feng could roughly guess that he was avoiding something.
The names of the gods can no longer be known.
In the Dark Ages, the abilities of some powerful deities were beyond the imagination of mortals.
All who chant my name are under my watchful gaze.
The gods can sense mortals who have recently spoken her name!
In a time when deities have disappeared, constantly chanting the name of a particular deity would inevitably stimulate the deity's revival.
If Jaslin's family had any sense, if they didn't want to become a group of scapegoats, they would never have done something so reckless.
Therefore, simply blocking her name is the best option.
The pastor had no idea what Ning Feng was thinking. He got up from his stool, opened his arms, and made a embracing gesture towards the sky outside the window.
The pastor shouted:
"She is one, and she is ten thousand!"
"It is both a beginning and an end!"
"Her left eye transformed into a scarlet moon that revived all things, and her right eye became a dazzling sun that destroyed all things."
"She is the foundation upon which all things operate, the source of everything..."
When the priest spoke of the gods, he changed his previous cold attitude and enthusiastically waved his fist.
He was chanting, praising, and praying!
His intense emotions surged forth, filling the room and infecting the others.
As the only person in the room, I was the first to be affected by this emotion and involuntarily began to empathize with the other person's words.
I was affected.
Ning Feng clearly sensed this, but being suppressed, he couldn't break free and could only start thinking along with the priest's words.
As the priest described it, the existence of that deity gradually became clearer.
Ning Feng experienced a hallucination, as if he were truly seeing a great being looking down upon all living beings from the sky.
It filled the space between heaven and earth, obscuring faces, but the oppressive feeling made Ning Feng feel suffocated.
"no……"
If this continues, I will be forcibly brainwashed.
I haven't even started brainwashing you yet... uh, trying to win you over, how can I let you influence me first?
I can't listen to this anymore!
"Look! Behold the crimson moon, for our Lord is watching over us!"
Ning Feng wanted to raise his hand to cover his ears, but uncontrollably looked up at the sky along with the priest...
Look up at the red moon hanging high in the sky!
The red moon in the sky is the eye of the gods, silently looking down upon all living beings below.
That cold gaze was as if he were looking at an insect...
!!
The moment Ning Feng thought of the insects, another emotion surfaced in his heart—disdain.
Oh.
A sneer, seemingly from nowhere, echoed in Ning Feng's mind, instantly restoring his self-awareness.
The hallucinations vanished, and he successfully broke free from control.
"…………"
Ke Ningfeng remained silent, watching the pastor deliver his impassioned speech in front of him.
He was analyzing what to do next...
If Jack's most prominent traits in Ning Feng's eyes before were stupidity and easy manipulation, then the priest's traits in front of him were equally prominent.
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