Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1197 The Distance Between Leon and Evil

Smoke rings... The cow's mouth was constantly filled with smoke, so Number 3 never believed me?
"Your Majesty, it seems you still don't understand what I mean."

Seeing the Pure White Mother's brows furrowing unconsciously, as if she were beginning to doubt the effectiveness of her "performance," the All Things Celestial Cicada gently reminded her:
"As I told you from the beginning, the God of Food is treacherous and cunning, suspicious and distrustful. He is highly wary of anyone who approaches him, and no one can easily gain his trust. He will doubt everyone he comes into contact with equally."

So it's not that your performance was ineffective, but rather that he only believes what he sees. Whether you act kind or evil, cruel or cowardly, you can only alleviate some of his wariness; you can't make him completely abandon his suspicion and probing.

"..."

Sounds like a psychopath...

With her apprehension towards Leon deepening, the White Mother hastily concealed her face with holy light. Then, while observing the angels and demons who had entered her dream, she frowned and questioned them:
"So what? If even this can't gain his trust, what about the opportunity you promised to get close to him?"

"Of course there are opportunities."

After glancing at the angels and demons still lost in their dreams, the Myriad Things Celestial Cicada calmly said:

"But that's for later. What you need to do now is to do your best to continue playing the role of a loving and gentle Mother Teresa. When you yourself start to believe it, the opportunity you've been waiting for will naturally come."

"hehe."

After hearing the nonsensical answer from the Heavenly Cicada of All Things, the Pure White Mother couldn't help but sneer.

"I think we should just forget about it! Instead of going through all this trouble to get close to him, I'd rather set up an ambush, lead all the angels and the transformed demons to surround him, and let the Crimson King go first!"

"Of course, it's your freedom."

Faced with the argument that the Pure White Mother was tantamount to flipping the table, the All Things Celestial Cicada smiled, then asked meaningfully:

"But after personally meeting the God of Cookery, are you really still able to make this decision?"

"What do you mean?!"

“Your Majesty, you should understand what I mean.”

Ignoring the holy light surging towards him, poised to crush him, the Myriad Things Celestial Cicada sneered:

“Unlike the God of Cookery who is shrouded in holy light, I have been right beside you. I saw your every reaction after you saw the God of Cookery... Your heart is filled with fear of him, isn’t it?”

"You bullshit!"

"If I'm talking nonsense, why don't you just crush this earring?"

Five tiny gemstones on the deep blue earrings, like the five all-seeing eyes of a cicada, shimmered slightly beside the pure white Virgin Mary's ears, making her fair face appear faintly bluish.

"The God of Food is very strong, extremely strong, strong enough to defeat the Dream Master in a dream, so strong that even the Father specifically instructed us to keep an eye on him."

Recalling the figure standing on the bull's back, carefully examining the pure white Virgin Mary through the smoke, Wanwu Tianchan leisurely said:
"But these are not the most dangerous aspects of him for you. What truly frightens you is that he is even closer to the essence of 'evil' than the ruler of the Abyss."

In order to successfully receive the 'legacy' of the Lord of the Abyss, you spent a huge amount of source energy to maintain this broken plane. However, when the God of Food appeared, he just stood there casually. The things you had been painstakingly maintaining all this time began to slide uncontrollably toward him.

Perhaps even the God of Food himself didn't realize that, standing in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Evils, he was incredibly close to the root of 'evil,' closer than you were to him after absorbing the remnants of the Abyss's ruler, perhaps even closer than the [Father] who seized the root of evil—close enough that he could take you away if he so desired…” “Enough!”

Seemingly touched on a sore spot by the Celestial Cicada of All Things, the Pure White Mother couldn't help but raise her voice, somewhat rudely interrupting the Celestial Cicada of All Things, and then said expressionlessly:

"Don't talk about these irrelevant things. You create an opportunity for me to get close to him, and I'll release the Crimson King after I succeed. Our deal is that simple."

"Ok."

The deep blue earring swayed slightly, like the other end of the myriad cicadas, its eyes filled with the smile of a victor, bowing slightly with a respectful and polite demeanor.

"As you wish."

……

The Pure White Virgin Mary… Could she really be a Virgin Mary? Are there still such people among the remnants of the Root?
Just as the All-Encompassing Cicada and the Pure White Saint Mother had a falling out and ultimately realized that neither could completely control the other, they decided to continue their original cooperation. Meanwhile, Leon, whom they had targeted, was sitting cross-legged on the head of the old ox, deep in thought.

"Moo moo moo?"

Lyon remained motionless on his head for quite some time. The old ox, having finished a six-hundred-meter-long cigarette, couldn't help but ask a couple of questions. Lyon, upon hearing the old ox's call, shook his head slightly after regaining his senses and said:

"It's hard to say. Although she doesn't have any obvious flaws, she's not entirely trustworthy either."

"Moo? (Is there something suspicious?)"

"The key issue isn't whether there are any suspicious points, but rather that I know far too little about her."

After shaking his head slightly, Leon squinted and said:
"Even if what she just did wasn't an act, and she really is a saintly person who would even want to save a demon, it doesn't necessarily prove that she's a 'good person.' Just like seeing isn't always believing, a kind heart doesn't necessarily bear good fruit."

"Moo moo moo? (Fruit? So, do you want to eat her, or not?)"

"..."

I fucking want to eat you!
Unexpectedly, his rare attempt at profundity only resulted in such a stereotypical response. Leon couldn't help but roll his eyes, then stood up from the bull's head, lightly stomped on the old ox's shiny bald head, and said irritably:
"Let's go! Let's investigate her Pure White Land! The Pure White Mother will probably take some more demons with her. If you're not there when she leaves, I'll eat you first!"

"Moo... (Oh...)"

The dark purple ox tongue rolled the cigarette butt into its mouth, carefully chewing and swallowing the not-yet-completely-burned tobacco. Then, the old ox shrunk its size, carrying Lyon around the location of the White Virgin Mary and the angels and demons, and slowly strolled towards the Pure White Land.

"Never stop dreaming."

Through the dreams of angels and demons, gazing at the pure white Mother Goddess gently comforting each demon and soothing their tormented souls, a hint of warmth appeared in Leon's eyes, but he still earnestly instructed:
"Although the Pure White Mother seems to be acting normally, we can't rule out the possibility that there's something else going on. Before she actively approaches those angels and demons, we must keep the dreams on them alive and keep a close watch!"

"Moo (I know, you're so suspicious)"

"Nonsense, this is necessary caution!"

(End of this chapter)