He is a pure-blooded dragon in the miniature garden.

Chapter 205 If you run, I run; let's all run away together.

"Get ready, we will soon propose this at the Council of Gods meeting today."

With those last words, White Demon hung up the phone.

Only a few people remained in the room, lost in quiet contemplation.

"Sigh, I'm afraid I'm going to be very busy from now on."

Su Nian sighed softly and shrugged her shoulders helplessly.

Anyone with a brain knows that the period between Bai Yacha's departure and Su Nian's complete control of the lower levels is the perfect opportunity to cause trouble.

And to make matters worse, this timing coincided with the imminent release of Azdakha.

Of course, it's not that Su Nian is saying anything, but in fact, the higher-ups don't value Azdakha as much as one might imagine.

Killing Azdahah only represents the first step in crossing the line into absolute evil, shaking the possibility that would otherwise lead to the end represented by absolute evil.

And then there were many more troublesome things.

Not to mention that Azdaqah himself is a formidable opponent. If his opponent does not possess a human worldview or a Zoroastrian worldview, then Azdaqah can almost ignore all the damage caused by his opponent.

This is also why the two goddesses made White Yaksha leave.

Just like in the original work, given the White Demon's personality and the extent of his care for the Little Garden.

With a little provocation, White Yaksha went so far as to initiate a paradoxical game to eternally seal himself and Azdakar.

If Sun Wukong hadn't intervened in time and shifted the focus of the conflict, the White Yaksha might have been completely fooled.

However, none of these things will happen now.

Faced with Su Nian's current situation, even Leticia couldn't offer any words of comfort.

She had also been a ruler of the absolute authority, and she knew very well how much pressure there was, not to mention the example of the White Demon.

Although it is not explicitly stated now, in reality, the position of the lower-level plenipotentiary ruler is roughly equivalent to that of the upper-level Heavenly Army Lord.

In a sense, they are equal, it's just that no one has ever brought it up.

At that moment, Leticia's attention was drawn to a beautiful woman dressed in a candy-colored maid outfit behind Su Nian.

Master, did you finally bring back a woman with normal physiological functions instead of a loli?
Leticia thought with some relief.

For some reason, she suddenly felt that she couldn't kill the other party and would instead be made to look bad, even though the other party's spiritual level was only at the four-digit elite level.

"Master, who is this? Is she your new maid?"

Leticia asked curiously.

"Well, sort of. This is the one I mentioned before who plotted against me."

Su Nian casually mentioned that he had told them about Polka Kaka's purpose before, and that Sagittarius had asked White Night Demon for it on Leticia's advice.

To be honest, the ability to hit the target with absolute accuracy is really overpowered.

"Moreover, it is estimated that building an intelligence system will be her responsibility next. So, you could say that she is half a dragon with omniscience."

Su Nian explained, and then pulled Lamia, who was curiously looking at Polka Kakam, into her arms.

Upon hearing this, Leticia looked at Polka Kaka with a slightly scrutinizing gaze.

It seems that the original plan to target them a little and give them a warning can be put aside. After all, the omniscient powers are among the top few in the Little Garden.

Don't you see, Laplace, the demon, was raised to a three-digit number of great demons by the two Thousand Eyes simply because of his omniscience? He even holds a position on par with the White Yaksha among the Thousand Eyes.

Other demons of physics don't get such good treatment. Noz's tortoise, representing the original origin of calculus, is one of the incarnations of the world dragon.

Schrödinger's cat is elusive, and Leticia is unsure whether it was ever born or has come to the miniature garden.

Maxwell's demons are not well-known, and without the Ouroboros, they probably wouldn't even have been able to maintain a four-digit spirit level.

In a sense, Su Nian didn't lose out this time; Polka Kakamu is indeed a talented person.

Not to mention, she was one of only eighty-odd geniuses in the entire universe, standing out from billions of living beings, according to Su Nian.
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The outer gate of 500, the headquarters of the Heavenly Army, is a five-pointed building.

The original headquarters of the Heavenly Army was actually designed in the style of a temple complex, representing the majesty of the twelve guardian deities of the Heavenly Army.

However, as time went by, and the temple had been used for a long time and its efficiency had become too low, and with the rise of a certain country in human history, in order to show respect for the Thousand Eyes, the Heavenly Army Headquarters gradually evolved into what it is now.

However, this is only on the surface. After all, there are many top-tier experts in the Heavenly Army, and they can make the Heavenly Army headquarters look whatever they want.

It's just a simple skin change.

There's another reason why it's shaped like the Pentagon: the efficiency and corruption of the Space Force are probably similar to that of the military-industrial complex.

After all, it is an organization composed of representatives from different groups of gods, and it is common for them to fight and hold each other back. Not to mention the numerous factions within the organization.

In short, the current Heavenly Army is really no good.

Perhaps compared to the Ouroboros, the Ouroboros is cleaner. At least it sheltered many Demon Kings and provided them with ways to survive, preventing them from causing trouble.

Of course, Indra still liked this place very much.

Because there are enough factions, and with them bickering with each other, he can happily slack off. Even if he's not in the Heavenly Army for 29 days out of the month, no one will say anything to him.

However, Indra was also aware that the Heavenly Army had become so powerful that it was impossible to control, and had become the biggest cancer in the upper echelons of the Garden of Immortals.

Especially recently, with the news of Arcadia's return and Azdahah's impending release, the debate has become even more heated.

There will be no support for Arcadia; the credit for overcoming the final trial of humanity, Absolute Evil, will be shared.

They even pressured him to ask Su Nian to delay breaking the seal on Azdakha.

Why not take advantage of Azdahah's weakest moment to break through, instead of waiting for him to return to his peak?

Even though Indra had witnessed all sorts of disgusting things among the gods and was always dragging each other down, he was still quite disgusted at this moment.

"Hey, what's Old Emperor doing?"

Just as Indra was reading documents while wearing a pair of non-prescription glasses, Marta, wearing a white shirt and simple jeans, walked in.

"Processing a report about a little guy joining the sandbox."

Without looking up, Indra said that the document contained the name Polka Kakamu and an analysis of him as a representative of some kind of three-digit number.

"Hmm? What a talent! He actually possesses the power of omniscience?" Marta pulled the report from Indra's hand and couldn't help but exclaim.

Marta said with a hint of bitterness when she saw the name written on it.

"How come it's that kid who brought in again? People with connections are such a hassle, and this kid's luck is just too good."

In fact, the Heavenly Army has a very broad jurisdiction. It is the nominal government of the Little Garden, and the Heavenly Army has the authority to govern all specific affairs of the Little Garden, from top to bottom, including but not limited to the addition of heroes from outside, the observation of other worlds, and the certification of sovereignty...

Through Polka Kakamo's entry into the Little Garden and the report of the spiritual power generated by the central nervous system, Marta can see that Polka Kakamo comes from an alien universe that can give birth to three-digit numbers.

"To be honest, if we were still in the dawn of time, a new pantheon would probably have been created in human history."

"Given the current situation at the top, it's probably going to be difficult to get outside gods to join in..."

Mata returned the report to Indra.

In fact, this is how most of the gods in the Little Garden came about. Most of the innate gods are gods who were born to govern the rules in other universes. Before the Little Garden was born, Indra was the overlord of a certain multiverse. The other gods are the same.

In other words, the larger and more complete the pantheon of gods, the more powerful its mythological universe was before it was incorporated into the Little Garden.

Of course, not every deity has entered the Little Garden. In the mythological universe corresponding to each group of gods, there are quite a few who simply don't bother to come to the Little Garden.

Moreover, the reason why the current Celestial Realm is the Celestial Realm is because, in a large sense, it is a projection of the mythological universe, or even a part of that mythological universe.

"That's why it's troublesome. I'm thinking I should warn that kid not to bring things from universes that aren't observed by the central hub of the miniature garden into the miniature garden again."

Indra adjusted his glasses and casually placed the documents that Marta had returned to him on the table.

"If it weren't for the abnormal life form of this Polka Kakamu, which could be classified as a dragon, this little guy would have become [no former] directly."

The word "no former" means someone who cannot become anyone else, and it also has another meaning: someone without a source.

In other words, the probability of its existence observed in the sandbox is zero, meaning that the other party does not actually exist.

Therefore, in order for her to exist in the observation of the sandbox, the sandbox center will automatically disperse her existence into countless observed human histories.

However, the consequences of this are beyond the control of the sandbox center.

Indra seems to know that his fate will likely be similar to that of Zeus, who distributed his spiritual essence to all fatherless children of humankind, or perhaps it will be a dystopian ending.

This is why many powerful spiritual beings belong to religions or groups of gods, increasing their chances of existence by banding together.

Only the White Yaksha is a sect that can truly exist without relying on any religion.

Besides these, there are only those dragon species that are separated from the cause and effect of the world.

"This is no longer the dawn of a world where the rules of a sandbox are yet to be determined. The sandbox is no longer welcoming to outsiders."

Indra couldn't help but mutter a couple of things.

"Even Arcadia failed to ascend to the status of a god group back then, let alone others."

"Trust the young people."

Marta is quite optimistic about this, after all, everyone still has to give Julimo some face.

Moreover, Su Nian's abilities are by no means weak. She defeated the White Yaksha in the lower level, which is something that even Emperor Shitian would find difficult to do.

At this moment, Indra suddenly looked at Mata and asked curiously.

"But Marta, is there something you need that you've suddenly come to see me about?"

"Yes, there is some news that I think you need to know about."

Marta sat opposite Indra, skillfully took a bottle of nectar from Indra's wine cabinet, and poured herself a glass.

"what news?"

Indra put down the documents he was about to process and looked at Marta curiously, asking her a question.

What Marta sent must be something significant.

"White Demon is preparing to resign."

"???"

A string of question marks appeared above Indra's head as he looked at Mata with some suspicion.

"No way? The higher-ups have only had a few days of peace? And that problem child, White Demon, is already back?"

God knows how many people in the upper levels were so happy they almost cried when the White Yaksha received the Yaksha's divine status from the Buddhist sect and restricted himself to the lower levels.

Surely no one really believes that the title of "White Demon" is unfounded? In the upper echelons, the White Demon's infamy is no less than that of the Halloween Queen.

At least the Halloween Queen can clean up the mess she made herself, right?
But White Yaksha might not be willing to clean up his own mess.

Indra had not forgotten the incident hundreds of years ago when the White Yaksha sparred with Sun Wukong and ended up destroying the Heavenly Army headquarters.

Heaven knows why their sparring at the Great Thunderclap Temple resulted in the destruction of the Heavenly Army headquarters.

Otherwise, why would the Sky Army headquarters look like the Pentagon?
Wasn't it rebuilt? Along the way, it can keep up with the times, consolidate the Pentagon's achievements in human history, make a profit, and make up for the losses.

"And that kid Su Nian is really something. As soon as he came back, White Night Demon was ready to resign."

"I'm starting to really suspect that these two guys made a pact."

Di Shitian couldn't help but complain. He now felt that Su Nian's troublesome nature was starting to take hold. It was fine when he wasn't around, but as soon as he returned, all sorts of things started happening.

"But speaking of which, White Demon is even preparing to resign."

Indra rubbed his temples, looked at the mountain of documents on the table, pondered for a moment, and asked tentatively.

"How about we quit our jobs too?"

"...Old Emperor, are you running a fever?"

Marta looked at Indra with some concern.

Without the achievements brought by the heavenly army, how can Hinduism survive?
Marta's eyes revealed this question.

"No, I'm serious, I'm not joking."

"It is Di Shitian," he said solemnly.

(End of this chapter)