Do not engage in underworld operations in the human world!

At this moment, Jiang Lu finally understood why there was nothing he could not learn and nothing he could not do since he was a child. This was because not only was his father the number one god in the underworld, but he also had ancient nutrients in his body that were enough to far surpass those of ordinary ancient gods if he had one third of his father.

He also understood that his appearance in the spiritual realm would be that of a tentacle monster, because he himself was a tentacle monster. Although he retained human characteristics, the most basic logical code in his bones came from the Old Ones.

He understood more clearly why Nyarlathotep in Hyperborea easily believed that he was of the same race as him after seeing him. No matter what the evidence was, he must meet the standards of the Old Ones because he really had half the blood of the Old Ones.

The most important thing is that I am different from those ancient gods. They only absorbed the power from the ancient objects, but I am the choice of the ancient objects and the continuation of the old days.

Such a truth would certainly impact Jiang Lu's cognition. It was difficult for him to define whether he was a human, an ancient god, or the Old One. The only thing he could be sure of was that he was a very complex mixture, a kind of life that should not exist in this world.

But if one’s identity is uncertain, how can one determine one’s position?
After the excitement of learning about Jiang Bao's origin faded away, Jiang Lu couldn't help but think deeply.

The tramp didn't notice Jiang Lu's subtle change of mood. He just said with some envy: "If this power is compared to fire, the ancient gods are people who have learned how to use fire, but you are different. You can create fire yourself. Do you know how amazing and fascinating this is?"

Hearing this, Jiang Lu's face did not show any joy, but was filled with worry:

"But why is this happening? Am I still a human being?"

Lucifer looked at Jiang Lu, who showed a confused look in front of him for the first time, and wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know where to start.

But he knew clearly that if Jiang Lu could not get rid of this confusion, something extremely bad might happen.

A person’s life is nothing more than to figure out three questions: Who am I, where do I come from, and where am I going?

Now Jiang Lu had a clue of where he came from, but who he was and where he was going, which was originally clear, became unknown due to the change in identity. This meant that all the self-cognition that Jiang Lu had constructed in the past had to be completely rebuilt from scratch. If he was not careful, he might go astray.

At this time, someone needs to step forward and help him.

Although Lucifer was not sure whether he was right, he still answered with an extremely firm tone: "Of course you are a human."

But almost at the same time, the tramp gave a completely opposite answer: "Of course you are the old day."

The words that came into Jiang Lu's mind from both sides at the same time made him confused, and his already confused mood became even more complicated.

If he was a human, then the Old Ones were his enemies, and if he was the Old Ones, then he had to seriously consider Nyarlathotep's warnings and warnings.

At this moment, the hoe in Jiang Lu's hand suddenly flashed with golden light.

The sudden change not only scared Jiang Lu who was struggling with himself, but also startled the homeless man.

“So it’s more than just heavy?”

As the homeless man blurted out, Jiang Lu faintly heard a familiar voice——

“It is not until you know who you are that you decide what to do, but only when you know what you want to do that you can see who you are.”

Jiang Lu was stunned: "Dad?"

Lucifer, who was standing opposite Jiang Lu, was startled and patted Jiang Lu on the shoulder: "Don't be so polite."

"get out!"

Jiang Lu slapped Lucifer's hand away, then looked back at the hoe in his surprised eyes.

Faintly, he seemed to see a painting.

On a hilltop, a tiny figure was holding a hoe, preparing to smash the ground beneath his feet.

At first glance, the painting appears to be frozen.

But if you look closely, you can see that the hoe is swinging. It's not frozen, but because digging the soil is too difficult, and in a short period of time, the figure seems to be doing useless work.

But as time went by, a small earth nest turned into a big pit, and the big pit turned into a big hole, and finally, it was bottomless.

That was Jiang Lu's father, doing the same thing day after day for thousands of years.

Jiang Lu seemed to understand something.

When he made a living by chopping wood, he was a woodcutter.

When he accidentally entered the underworld, he was a survivor.

When he was rescued by a homeless man and determined to repay him by digging out the Yellow Spring water, he was the Yugong who moved the mountain.

When he finally dug up the Yellow Spring and irrigated the entire underworld, he became the first god of merit in the underworld.

Identity is never determined by birth or bloodline. What really determines identity is goals and what you do.

“I am a human being, and I am also from the past, but those are just labels, not my identity.”

Jiang Lu took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to say "I am Venom, I am Venom, I am the strongest Venom", and slowly opened his mouth:
"I am the Lord of the Underworld."

"The past has nothing to do with me, and I refuse to bear any grudges. My position is only in the underworld."

"No matter if they are the ancient gods or the old days, as long as they put their hands on my territory, I will chop their hands off!"

Jiang Lu's tone gradually became firmer, and by the end, his voice was deafening.

Hearing words that he had never thought of, the tramp was already shocked by his aura and determination, and stared at him blankly.

Lucifer was thoughtful and began to re-examine himself. He began to doubt whether it was possible that he was always an angel and God was the fallen angel?
For Jiang Lu, returning to the underworld, taking back everything that belongs to him, and then living his life happily, this was Jiang Lu's original idea and will continue to be his future goal. No matter what he has experienced or what he has learned, this will never change.

After thinking this through, Jiang Lu's eyes were no longer confused.

He carefully stroked the hoe in his hand that had become ordinary again, silently chanted words of gratitude in his heart, and with mixed feelings savored the last lesson from his father, whom he had not seen for many years and who actually only occupied a short period of his life.

Carrying the hoe that had become light, like the thin figure in the painting, Jiang Lu passed the homeless man, squatted in front of the pile of organs, and merged them into his body one by one.

Although these organs are numerous, they are not complete. Many parts, like the left eye, hippocampus, buttocks, are still floating in the outside world and have not had time to be reborn and delivered to your door.

But even so, they still helped Jiang Lu raise his aura to a new level.

When he stood up again, an extremely terrifying aura was emanating from his body.

"Well, old immortal, can you do me another favor?"

The homeless man finally came to his senses: "What?"

"I just figured out not only that point, but also one more thing."

Jiang Lu turned around and said seriously:

“If you want to do what you want to do, then ability is indispensable.

Just one third of the power in this ancient artifact is enough to make you stronger than most of the ancient gods. If you get all of it, you should have the capital to face Nyarlathotep and Nodens head-on and sit at the same chessboard, right?
So please be a good person and give me all your energy.

I hope you don't think I'm greedy. Although it may sound a bit mean to say this, you've waited here for so long and worked hard to collect these organs with ancient origins for me. It's impossible that you're doing this just to repay me, right?
Since we think the same thing, then you have no reason to blame me, right?" (End of this chapter)