wear it lord god

Chapter 2652 Xinran
It was another perfect ending, and I didn't expect it to come with a hidden bonus.

Based on the previous storyline, one was a guard at the North Heavenly Gate, and the other was a little fairy who scattered flowers; they didn't have much interaction.

This time, the little fairy became an official in the academy, got a permanent position, and her status and wealth were almost the same as those in the mortal world. She was practically a single noblewoman in the celestial realm, a highly sought-after figure among immortals.

This is reality; it may seem as beautiful as a myth, but it still contains various rules.

Why would the God Lord take a liking to a useless main god like her? Is it just because her system is Mo Ming?
Hmm, my shoulders feel so good. Shangqing massaged them for a long time. Does he usually massage the God's shoulders? Is Shangqing implying that she will serve the God in the same way when they meet again?

The gentle and pleasant voice of the high minister came from behind: "The Divine Lord has cultivated to the point of being without desires and without feelings. He won't feel anything if you pinch him. You just need to be yourself."

Be yourself? She doesn't even know who she is.

However, after so much time, it can be determined that the main god is different from gods, humans, and ghosts. They belong to the highest form of life and govern everything on their own planet.

The high-ranking official stopped and placed his hands on her shoulders: "That's about the gist of it."

"What is the God-King? Is he the emperor of all the main gods?" she couldn't help but ask.

The high-ranking official seemed to think for a moment, paused slightly, and then replied, "That's roughly the idea. The strongest god is the God-King, and the God-King has been the God-King for a very long time; he probably hasn't even forgotten his original name."

Were there any other deities before that deity? Where did the first deity come from?

The high-ranking official seemed to laugh: "How come you still act like a human being?"

Almost everyone asks, "Where do humans come from? Who are our ancestors?"

"Just curious." Xi Ning smiled sheepishly, living in the moment, thinking about these things only after having a full meal.

"Shangqing," she said, then seemed to remember something else, "Do you remember the first time you became conscious?"

"Birth, right?" The recollection brought a touch of emotion to the high-ranking official's expression. "Actually, it's similar to you. You open your eyes, you're alive. And then you get to work!"

She burst out laughing; it was indeed similar to her.

The Fragrance Pavilion has a very comfortable, quiet and peaceful environment, so comfortable that it makes you feel drowsy.

The high-ranking official can know what you are thinking without you having to speak, so you don't even need to open your mouth to say anything.

Why……

Thinking of the supreme, abstinent deity, devoid of emotions and desires, feeling neither pain nor itch, practically completely shielded from the outside world, why bother seeing her? The high-ranking official serves her far better than she does.

Suddenly, the minister's fingers gently rubbed against my neck, feeling like a fluffy kitten rubbing against me, ticklish and pleasant.

The cat is fine, but the human-shaped Shangqing... this feeling is too ambiguous.

Just as he was about to dodge, the high-ranking official's voice came: "Try blocking the feeling."

How to block it? I really can't think of any other way besides using my mind.

So she tried to concentrate her mind and imagine a barrier forming around her neck, and the feeling quickly disappeared.

The high minister's voice was tinged with amusement: "See, you learn so quickly, you're very intelligent, so don't underestimate yourself. The Divine Lord sometimes relaxes a bit, and it's good that you're so kind and sensible."

She was probably incompetent and weak. Even though she had become much stronger now, in front of a god whose strength was unfathomable, she was like a little kid encountering a special forces king or a legendary assassin.

The high-ranking official stood up and came to her side. Unbeknownst to him, the soft couch she was lying on seemed to have stretched out. When he sat down and half-reclined like her, the couch became a double couch. The high-ranking official reached out and put his arm around her shoulder.

Xi Ning was a little stunned. She turned her head and looked over in surprise, only to see the Minister's smiling face, though the round glasses he was wearing made him look a bit funny.

The minister extended two fingers of his other hand and lightly brushed them across the corner of his eye, and the glasses disappeared, revealing a handsome face without any obstruction to his vision.

She stared in disbelief at the handsome face so close to hers... and then goosebumps rose on her skin.

What is this system trying to do?

A lot of ideas quickly came to mind. The system shouldn't be tempted by beauty; it should only act according to the program or the main god's requirements. So, what is it trying to teach me? After all, a main god who is inexperienced in worldly affairs cannot be pleased with beauty.

The minister's smile widened: "I just want you to know that even though you've been through a lot, you still have some human characteristics. You can ignore these feelings, or you can accept them."

Similarly, a deity can either block out feelings or accept them, depending entirely on his thoughts and mood.

"Yes, you're very clever. You guessed it right away." The minister held her close as they leaned against the comfortable couch. His voice was soothing and calm, making her feel at ease. It was a bit like an old father holding his little daughter and telling her a bedtime story.

"Almost everyone does not enjoy or appreciate solitude, but rather does so out of necessity. You have accomplished many tasks, and you should understand that kings and those in power are often lonely; this is the case for the solitary."

Then find more goddesses! A king has three thousand beauties, many of whom are daughters of military generals. If quality doesn't meet the requirements, then rely on quantity. With the appearance and temperament of a divine lord, even without extraordinary strength, goddesses would flock to him. Someone like Huang Luan would immediately pounce on him and engage in a three-hundred-round battle.

The high-ranking official was speechless: "If you were a male god, would you accept?"

Well, the problem is I'm not a male god. The only time I was a male in a mission, it was at the god level, so I didn't have the chance to experience what it's like to be in a female state.

But the thought of the aloof deity fawning over phoenixes and luan birds, resembling members of the Hehuan Sect or succubi, presenting treasures is quite comical. It's like a courtesan from the Qinhuai River showing off her charms to Qin Shi Huang.

"Hehehe..." The high minister laughed out loud. Was it really that funny?

Let's change the subject: "Any news about Mo Ming?"

The air in the room suddenly became much heavier. Shangqing slowly spoke, "He can hide anywhere, and it's very difficult to find his trace."

Why did he leave me? Was it because I was too incompetent?

The high-ranking official said, "Only he knows the answer to that."

Isn't the Grand Minister the main system?

Shangqing: "But he used to be the main system as well."

Stop thinking about it. Legend has it that Mo Ming destroyed millions of main gods and billions of planes, and it hasn't recovered yet. Moreover, Mo Ming cannot be formatted, so it can only be suppressed.

There was another layer, one she dared not think about, lest the high-ranking official be displeased.

The smile had vanished from Shangqing's words, replaced by his usual warm yet respectful tone: "There's nothing to be unhappy about. Mo Ming's abilities are indeed superior to mine. I am not worthy of the Divine Lord."

"How annoying." She spoke, with a hint of complaint: "It's convenient to know what you're thinking without you even saying it. It's just a little carelessness, and you know everything. Actually, it's not about whether we are worthy of the God, but whether the God is willing to use us."

“That’s right.” Shangqing seemed to be pleased immediately, turned his head and pressed his lips against the top of her head, then his body began to blur: “I have things to do, you should rest well, order whatever you need, don’t be shy.”

The person disappeared with the words.

She stood there stunned for a moment, then scratched the area on her head that had been touched before suddenly shouting, "Waiter, bring me the menu!"