I was a charlatan in India

The incense ash remained silent for a long time.

Shenhe leaned against the hospital bed, counting down slowly and deliberately.

Given my personality, I would probably hesitate for about three minutes and fifteen seconds.

Now, no one knows him better than he does.

Sure enough, three minutes and fifteen seconds later, Xiang Hui gritted his teeth and replied, "...Okay, I'll cooperate."

Upon hearing this, Shenhe smiled and said, "Don't be so serious, it makes me feel like I'm bullying myself."

"And I won't force you to do anything excessive, after all, your values ​​are still very similar to mine back then."

After saying that, he himself seemed a little dazed.

After all, this so-called "back then" was probably only three days ago.

Then he turned to the divinity: "And you?"

"Oh, by the way, you don't care."

This time, divinity actually responded.

No, this time I care.

He then added.

"I will cooperate with you, every single time."

Shenhe was taken aback upon hearing this.

"You mean, what I'm doing now, I've done countless times before?"

He suspected that this divinity might have witnessed countless identical lives, just like he had—no, probably even more…

The divine being corrected, "Similar things have indeed happened many times, but this time the situation is a little different."

He did not act as the riddle solver, but explained carefully.

"In each previous cycle, you would use the method I left behind and threaten the incense ash into submission through that method."

As he spoke, He retrieved the unopened method from Shenhe's memory.

With a flash of red light, it opened like an envelope and took out its contents.

Upon closer inspection, the incense ash and Shenhe River water clearly showed what was written on it...

You can use the constraints of the blessing to control both me and the incense ash!

"So, I've done this in every round before?"

Divinity hangs high in the sky.

"Yes."

"Each time, you're on the verge of collapse in the cycle of memories, dismantling the plans, controlling us, merging us..."

"You forced the incense ash to be under your control, frantically developed your followers, thawed the modern world, and caused destruction afterward..."

"Become me."

The Shenhe River felt somewhat cold.

He wondered if the choice he was making now would also be part of an endless cycle.

Perhaps in the next round, another version of myself will stand here, listening to divinity recount these things.

Even, one becomes part of divinity.

Whether the divine statement is true or false is another matter, but it certainly has the possibility of being true.

If there was anything different about this time compared to the past, it was that he did not use forced desire.

And this wish will undoubtedly become a weapon unique to Shenhe!

Special Attack on Gods!

From now on, every time he uses the power of asceticism, he will make a wish through Arti, so that he can retain the number of wishes and firmly control the other two consciousnesses.

This will undoubtedly give him the upper hand.

Of course, it's perfectly fine to let the incense ash guard the divine kingdom.

After all, she was not really corrupted by the believers and was the only one who remained clear-headed. If one's own consciousness strayed too far, it would be necessary for her to correct it.

As long as she remains in harmony with divinity, Shenhe is now a deity walking among mortals!

"Arti, I wish that the Great Heavenly Brother would come to your side."

Arti's eyes lit up, and he quickly did as instructed.

"Arti, I allow you to fulfill this wish on my behalf."

"As you wish! As you wish!"

Arti happily agreed.

The next second, Shenhe finally stepped onto the divine kingdom with his own physical body!

Looking at the divine and incense-ash-like bodies suspended in the air, he nodded in acknowledgment.

Subsequently, the Shen River turned towards the Alti.

"How was it? Did Big Sister Tian teach you diligently?"

Artie's face fell.

...It seems they really did teach seriously.

Shenhe turned to the incense ash and took the initiative to speak.

He promised.

"If nothing unexpected happens, your thoughts should be similar to mine back then."

"You want to become a little superhero, get a physical body, and then go to the modern world to live a carefree life, right?"

"Well... saying I did whatever I wanted wouldn't be accurate. I wasn't very ambitious back then."

Incense Ash's expression wasn't good, but he still nodded in response.

"Okay, I understand."

Shenhe nodded.

"My thinking is different now."

"Incense Ash, I want to become a god, a god who can control everything."

"Therefore, you must understand that we are still not competitors."

"From this day forward, help me become a god, and your wish will be fulfilled."

The incense ash stirred up a mix of emotions within me.

Three days ago, she made a similar wish to Shenhe.

Of course, for Shenhe, these three days have passed in countless years.

Then, Shenhe looked up at the giant eye in the sky and spoke.

"...Could you please transform into human form? It's tiring to talk while looking up like this."

"cannot."

Divinity clearly refused.

"I am essentially an existence composed of countless versions of you, countless incense ash, and countless divine elements."

"Every minute and every second, I am being corrupted by a large number of believers. Even if I take human form now, I will turn back into this form in the next instant."

Shenhe nodded: "I'll assume you're telling the truth for now."

Then he pointed in front of him: "Get down."

The divine has no objection to this matter.

He descended to a suitable altitude, his enormous pupils fixed on the three of them.

Shenhe River, incense ash, and Arte.

...To be honest, it would be better to just hang it in the sky.

That's terrifying.

"Never mind, you can go back now."

The divine being obediently flew into the air, cooperating perfectly, and seemed harmless.

It even still carries a hint of indulgence.

It's like a teacher watching a clever prince try to use power and then bowing down to him.

But Shenhe remained wary of Him.

Just kidding, if what divinity says is mostly true...

If one can be tormented and enlightened by cyclical memories, then one's divinity must have experienced even more, and who knows what kind of messy things one might come to understand.

Shenhe has realized that trying to understand the gods with human thinking is a rather foolish thing to do.

Their perspectives, values, and underlying logic are completely different.

He has only achieved enlightenment, transcending the narrow-mindedness of an ordinary human being, but for the time being, he probably does not yet possess the accumulated wisdom of a god.

Therefore, although Shenhe regained the initiative, it did not become arrogant.

After all, even the source of this initiative is based on his own past foolishness and limitations.

This limitation has already been foreseen by the divine, and even presented to itself as a solution to break the deadlock.

Perhaps the only difference is that this time I didn't use the plan directly, but kept it in my hands as leverage for deterrence and communication.

What needs to be done now is very simple.

Shenhe came with his physical body this time, so he can personally set up the cult and control his followers.

This is far better than issuing ambiguous divine pronouncements and expecting believers to act on their own.

Let alone believers, even if you give an order to a team member in a company, they can produce all sorts of different results. Expecting humans to save divinity is simply a joke.

"Arti, study hard with Sister Datian. I have some errands to run."

He pinched Arti's little face.

It has a delicate, youthful feel.

They also left a gaze on both the deity and the incense ash as a means of surveillance.

Then, in a flash, he appeared on the field.

The competition was intense, but Shenhe's figure still stood out.

He was the only person with an Asian face in the crowd, tall and slender, and dressed in very out-of-place modern clothes, which attracted everyone's attention.

But Shenhe didn't care.

They're just a group of humans, completely different from me.

His will quickly spread throughout the entire area, discerning the believers' joys and sorrows.

Most of the audience's feedback was extremely pure; although this ascetic ball game was cruel, it was indeed helpful in consolidating divinity.

Even the more brutal ascetic factory exuded a divine aura that was full of hope.

Although it's absurd, that's the reality.

Most negative thoughts arise primarily from believers' dissatisfaction with their social class.

In other words, pain itself does not breed much resentment, but only numbness.

What truly affects stability is allowing those at the bottom to witness a better life, yet being unable to enjoy it.

This imbalance is the root cause of resentment.

Come to think of it, if you could have salted vegetables and white porridge every day a hundred or two hundred years ago, that would be like living in paradise.

But if it were changed to...

The problem is not scarcity, but inequality.

The operating logic of this divine kingdom is surprisingly similar to that of a foolish populace.

The only unique response in the room was from the high monk who prayed to himself and received a reply.

His situation is very special.