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Who is he? How could he possibly listen to Yang Weiwu?

How can it make sense for the dad to listen to his nephew?

"Let me say this first. I plan to use my own abilities to review what happened between my father and Yatales after I get home."

【Hmm~】

Yang Wuqu looked as if this had nothing to do with him... Well, judging from the way he kept glancing over at me, it seemed that he would really want to see it then - or rather, he wanted to see it now.

"It contains clips of my father and mother's growing relationship, and I plan to repeat it..."

[I was wrong————]

It no longer transmits thoughts into the brain, but instead creates sound by vibrating the atmosphere.

Even the tone is exactly the same as your own.

Yang Weiwu, somewhat amazed at the other party's control, wondered how long it would take him to reach this point.

The Emperor Armor is truly powerful enough to send bricks flying, so it won't be a problem even if you hit it directly.

The Shura Armor is the ultimate concentration of strength and does not require any sophisticated operation.

As for the previous "resurrection" of more than 100 million humans contaminated by the magic stone, he relied on the core energy ball of Otan. The thing with Otan's power and computing power turned an impossible task into a simple physical task - it was almost like reading all kinds of outrageous comments in the women's restroom on Weibo for two hours with Yang Weiwu's normal outlook... and then multiplying the degree of fatigue several times.

Without thinking about such things any more, he said, "Go on."

[Why don't you just look back at your dad's time as an Armor Hero? That's a lot more interesting than me talking about how I improved my abilities by partying.]

"Because I've already seen it once, without your perspective, some of my feelings are very fragmented, and I still need to sort it out. So can you tell me?"

「Oh oh oh——」

……

After understanding the nature of his own abilities and how to advance them, Yang Wu Qu did not focus on them.

He was very curious as to why this door had such power.

"That is the result of the fourth gift."

A gentle female voice came from behind me, it was An.

"Ma'am, stalking is not a good habit."

Yang Wuqu turned around and looked with a smile at his poker partner who had fought with him until he fainted not long ago.

"I didn't follow you, but I found you just like the first time we met, relying on your attraction to me."

An said.

"How to say?"

"I am god."

"Americans these days... I know that the faith they claim to have is actually bullshit. They can't even be called godly, but they still defend Christianity like a whore..."

"In essence, I am a Jewish God."

"I don't know much about religion. What's the difference between the two?"

"Christianity believes that there is a trinity of God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Spirit, but I am only one from beginning to end."

"Oh - whether you agree with Jesus or not, right? Then you, a Jewish God, are a bit cool. You actually did it with a human like me."

"You can no longer be called a human being."

"…Why are you cursing?"

"You should be one of the people in China who have inherited the ability of the Jedi Tiantong that has been passed down since ancient times. No matter how humans develop, their essence and even behavior are the same. Just like the inheritors of the other three countries, your country also has someone who inherited it and artificially created a special existence like you."

There was some emotion hidden in An's blue eyes.

“Existence as a container.”

"Container? What's in it?"

"god."

"?"

"I should have explained that the ancient kings gave up on passing their power on to humans, and their reason was that power hindered the diversified development of civilization. As the most direct manifestation of the Jedi Heavenly Connection, the guardian gods can no longer appear directly, and can only rely on the incomplete arrival of hosts with sufficient affinity that they find."

The majesty of ancient times gradually emerged from the gentle voice, and Yang Wuqu could feel a strange aura enveloping him.

Then, when he thought of the scene across from him playing cards on the bed not long ago, the awe that had just risen in his heart suddenly shrank back.

"The existence of the guardian god is because people hope to be born, right? Is your coming also for the same reason?"

"Yes."

Ann admitted it.

"Countless humans are looking forward to the manifestation of God, either from the bottom of their hearts, or for religious ideas, or for their own desires... However, the simple but common idea is the manifestation of God. What manifestation can be more convincing than God himself walking on earth? This motivation from human thoughts not only makes the gods look forward to the arrival of their own hosts, but also to the birth of the [Son] who can fully carry themselves."

"I originally thought that I would not be able to wait for my Son in this era, or that he simply existed in the four pillar areas of the Jedi Tiantong. There, it is the most difficult for God to appear, and even perception is difficult to sustain. But I didn't expect that you would come here."

"You are undoubtedly qualified and have been influenced by my power, completing your awakening."

"You who have stepped onto the Tree of Life are destined to become my agent in the world."

Yang Wu Qu watched the other party speak a lot of words in a very eloquent manner without being moved at all.

He doesn't believe in God, doesn't desire power, and his impression of the other person is limited to his first relationship.

So what's the reason to be touched?

"... Let me ask you a question. What will happen to your host body after you descend? I'm not talking about me, I'm talking about your current... Your original name was An, right?"

"Of course, I will return to my country."

Ahn…said God.

"Oh, can you come back?"

"No."

"Does she have any family?"

"Yes, she has a mother who loves her and a sister who loves her. Her father died young, and I didn't notice her earlier, so I couldn't bring her to my country. Humans die completely after their consciousness fades, and even I can't violate this iron rule."

"You're supposed to be omniscient and omnipotent, but you can't do something like this?"

"That's their choice, and I [love] my followers."

"Yeah."

"boom--"

In the smoke, God...An fell down.

Yang Wuqu blew at the muzzle of the gun and moved the stone door with some difficulty.

【255】So Yang Wuqu walked onto the Tree of Life (4K) (Key Node ①)

Yang Wuqu is a man with vision and good luck. Although he is now spending the dirty money of his tools, it does not mean that he does not have clean money on hand at this time.

Normal tutoring fees, “normal” internship fees.

It is worth mentioning that the latter actually came from a private clinic. After relying on the not-so-powerful but sufficient hypnosis to get the clinic owner to accept him and gaining a lot of experience with people, Yang Wuqu happily sent the black-hearted doctor who specialized in treating gangsters down.

Of course, he didn't do it.

After all, he was raised by the police. Even though this country is so dirty that he could understand a lot after spending two more nights there - provided he survived - he still didn't become a murderer who could kill people without mercy.

His medical knowledge gave him enough mental strength to face bloodshed. The inhumanity emanating from the victims reduced his concerns. An's words were the reason why he took action.

In Yang Wuqu's eyes, no matter whether the other party is a so-called God or not, he no longer has the right to live at this moment.

The so-called return to His kingdom seemed to Yang Wuqu to be nothing more than a euphemism for sending someone to death.

If there really is an underworld and heaven, why has he never seen Yang Jumen again?

If the dead cannot return to reality from the world of the dead, even in the state of a non-living ghost, isn't that complete death?

A person will experience three deaths in his life.

The first is their physical death, when the brain completely stops functioning.

The second time was his death in their society, and people held a funeral for him.

The third time was their most complete death, when no one remembered anything about them anymore.

Don’t talk to Yang Wuqu about real death or fake death, he will only believe what he sees and thinks.

Don’t talk about faith with Yang Wuqu. I am the greatest in the world.

The people of Hezhong always like to talk about freedom and human rights. He has the eloquence but no interest in changing people's minds, so he regards the other party as God and shoots her.

Anyway, we are taught from childhood not to commit crimes, and no country’s laws would state that killing a god is a crime, right?

Returning to the rented house where he lived alone, he placed the stone door in the living room.

"call--"

He let out a long sigh and felt a little more relaxed.

But it's just a little bit. Even though I have been renting a house for more than a year, the sense of security is not as good as that in my own home in my motherland.

"Let's go back...try to get in touch with those old scholars, and then use my ability to review their knowledge before returning."

From the perspective of future career development, it would be better for him to complete his degree, but some strong premonition made him feel that he should go back earlier.

Which should you follow, rationality or sensibility?

Which one should you choose: a bright future that is within reach and visible to the naked eye, or a vague and unclear premonition?

Any normal person would understand.

But he is not a normal person, but he is not abnormal either, so he chooses to gain some knowledge before running away.

"—"

There was a slight sound of the door opening, and Yang Wuqu subconsciously raised the gun in his hand.

The sound was the bathroom door opening, in other words, someone entered his home.

It's not a rare thing. He has seen a case where a family was away from home for a long time, and then a homeless person or something moved into their home and lived there for a few months. After the family came back, the ownership of the house was awarded to the person who had lived there for a few months.

This law by the United States may sound outrageous, but perhaps it is a solution to combat rising housing prices?

Who knows.

Although it is a bit outrageous that someone would break into a rented house without permission, considering that I have placed the key under the carpet at the door, it is not impossible to enter without breaking the door lock.

Softly, he glided towards the bathroom. The gun's safety had already been turned on, and Yang Wuqu's concentration had reached its peak.

The candid beautiful body came out with wet long hair.

Without caring about the situation, Yang Wuqu opened fire.

But... the bullet was stopped in mid-air.

After confirming this fact, Yang Wuqu's first reaction was not surprise, but continuous attack, emptying his magazine in one breath.

"That kind of power has no effect on me for the time being."

The woman put down the towel she used to wipe her hair and stood calmly in front of Yang Wu Qu, without any intention of hiding anything.

Sandalphon Malkuth, the woman with whom he had a party not long ago.

"That person should have explained to you the reason for our birth, and you truly believed it. Otherwise, I would not be able to use this level of power now."

"…Your power comes from people's faith?"

"To be precise, the upper limit is the imagination of the 'believers', and the lower limit is the recognition of us by the very few humans who still have power."

Sang Da Bong said honestly.

There is no beating around the bush, but it is told directly. The limit of their power requires the will of the human group, but manifestation only requires the recognition of a certain "key".

And Yangwu Qu is the key.

"My Lord has spent a lot of time trying to figure out how to make you admit this. Without omniscience and omnipotence, you can only use the logical traps of mortals. Fortunately, your moral level is at the highest level in this country, and your pride as a human being and your disrespect for God are also at the highest level. Using something similar to philosophical thinking..."

Shang Dafeng tilted his head, as if he couldn't find how to describe it.