Who is not a warrior these days?

Chapter 471 Questions
"Clap clap-"

Wang Li, sitting in the main seat, clapped her hands leisurely, instantly drawing the attention of all the righteous gods, evil gods, and malevolent gods present.

"Gentlemen, now that you've finished reading both books, do you have any thoughts to share?"

Suddenly, everything in this corner of the underworld fell into dead silence.

Even on this planet, whether they praise them or fear them, everyone must acknowledge that they are omnipotent "gods".

Even when facing those indescribable outer gods in the vast universe, although it is unknown whether it will be effective, whether it will succeed, or what role it will play, each of them has their own unique plan and is prepared to face and fight them.

Well, although all their preparations, whether in Lord of Mysteries or Ring of Fate, failed miserably, and could even be described as extremely abstract failures, tell me, were they prepared at all?!
This truly reflects the fact that everyone has their own bright and promising future!

However, when faced with a terrifying being like Wang Li, who suddenly descended from the outer void and overturned the entire universe in an instant.

Even though He had shown them some kindness, even inviting them to come here for tea and reading.

But at this moment, they still felt helpless in the face of this bigwig's "goodwill".

They truly believed in the power of the person before them, but equally, they also truly did not believe in the person's goodwill.

Because... that's what they do too, when facing all living beings on this planet!
"Tsk tsk tsk, who would have thought that this boomerang could hit you like that? Now you're scared? Too late!"

Klein glanced silently at his various "fellow villagers" in the scene. With his "Fool's" spirituality, how could he not guess the dilemma of these gods?
He then turned to look at the person beside him who was watching the scene unfold with great interest, his sense of humor quite wicked. Suddenly, he understood once again the profound truth of the saying in Old Huang's diary: "Always believe in the power of the gods, but never believe in their mercy."

However, Klein truly did not expect that this statement was not only useful to the masses, but also so applicable to the gods themselves.

This is truly another cruel joke played by "fate".

"So, this... senior."

Klein gently pressed his temples.

The anchor point that had remained steadfast since becoming a god was now rippled.

Those faces buried deep in the mists of history seem to be looking at him through the starlight, listening to her question at this moment.

Will there be a sequel?

He pointed to the book "The Ring of Fate" beside him: "Will these abstract destinies, which are so abstract to us, continue in the future?"

The air in the underworld seemed to suddenly become cold and viscous under the chilling will of the gods.

The veil of the goddess of night fluttered without wind, and she saw that the fingers of the newly minted young fool, hidden in his sleeve, were trembling.

Given Klein's top-tier talent as "The Joker," capable of freely controlling his various micro-expressions and even subconscious movements, his performance already demonstrates just how nervous he was the moment he uttered those words!

But it must be said that the question Klein asked was precisely what all the gods present were most concerned about!
Why are "writers" so feared in this world?

That's why!

After all, no one wants someone to silently take control of their destiny with their pen and then arbitrarily write down a fate that is completely unacceptable to them.

This is true for all living beings, and even more so for the gods who sit high on their thrones!

Especially after seeing the books "Lord of Mysteries" and "Ring of Destiny" with their own eyes, the gods were eager to know whether the Squid Dao Ancestor had any plans to write a third book!
"This...this..." Hearing Xiao Ke's question, Wang Li hesitated and rubbed her temples. "How should I put it? At least as far as I know, the Squid Ancestor has no plans to write a third part."

"After all, because of the second book, 'The Ring of Destiny,' Cuttlefish Ancestor was attacked by countless people, and was almost driven to the brink of shattering of his Dao heart. He then swore that he would never write a third book of 'Lord of Mysteries'!"

"Sigh, it's such a pity about 'Western Continent.' Such a great setting, with enough groundwork laid in two novels, but since then it's been like Schrödinger's cat, with no one ever having the chance to see what's really going on inside..." Thinking of this, Wang couldn't help but express his feelings.

"Uh..." The gods looked at each other, and without Wang Li continuing, they all understood why the ancestor of squid had broken down.

after all……

"The base divinity is saving the world, while the noble humanity is destroying it."

"Mystical aristocracy".

"The ever-present streetwalker."

"Being too radical will cause problems."

These stories, which are extremely abstract in the second part, are so compelling that even the gods, whose divinity has begun to overwhelm humanity and who have almost become indifferent to the common people, couldn't help but feel overwhelmed when they saw them!
I guess only those few evil gods at the table who are still cowering in a ball and dare not show themselves have a great deal in common with the thinking of the Cuttlefish Ancestor when he wrote "The Ring of Fate".

Even evil gods like the Primordial Witch and the Demon Lord would never want anyone in the higher dimensions to arbitrarily write their own destiny (ー_ー)!!
Or rather, the more unscrupulous and unrestrained an evil god is in weaving the destinies of all living beings, the more unbearable it is for his own fate to be controlled by others!
So when they heard that the person wasn't planning to write a third book, the atmosphere in this corner of the underworld noticeably warmed up.

Even when faced with Wang Li's truly hellish landscape, where the River Styx, the Underworld, and the Spider Lily were intertwined, the gods found themselves enjoying the sight for a moment.

"But—" Wang suddenly changed the subject, grinning, "What if the Cuttlefish Ancestor wants to write something again? Nobody can predict what will happen in the future."

"what???"

Wang Li's words were a fatal blow to all the gods present.

The terrifying storm of divine power suddenly contracted and then expanded uncontrollably, with various divine powers overflowing outwards uncontrollably, projecting countless shimmering stars into the underworld.

"Heh~"

Think about Tang San and his family next door, how many books have they written about the Douluo Continent story alone?

Putting myself in their shoes, who can predict whether the Squid Ancestor will write a third installment in the future!
What if?
Klein's fingertips tapped unconsciously on the table.

His gaze swept over the various expressions of the gods on the long table, and he suddenly asked in a soft voice:

"So, do you consider us to be qualified gods?"

This question plunged the underworld into true silence.

The gears of the god of steam and machinery ceased to turn, and the venomous snakes on the hem of the primordial witch's skirt solidified into sculptures.

All divine beings are waiting for that answer.

Twenty-two dazzling rivers of light were reflected in Wang Li's pupils, and she suddenly revealed a mischievous smile:
"you guess?"

(End of this chapter)