I was a charlatan in India

Shenhe briefly reviewed recent events; the troubles that needed to be dealt with at the moment were actually just a few.

First, there was the impact of quelling the rebellion of Dana.

Although this matter was caused by a series of unforeseen circumstances, it was also influenced by my own interference.

Regardless of whether these actions were intentional or not, they were ultimately brought about by oneself, so one cannot ignore this mess.

For example, the future of Dana and Haiti.

Shenhe looked at Dana, who was isolated in darkness, and felt a wave of fear wash over him.

This is like keeping livestock in captivity.

They didn't consider whether the other party was willing, nor did they consider providing them with food and drink.

In other words, without realizing the influence of believers, one can unknowingly become a bastard who treats human life as worthless!

"Dana, can you hear my voice?"

Dana was embracing Haiti in the darkness.

He believed that this boundless darkness was the world after death.

The gods are truly merciful; at least they found me a companion.

It's a pity Haiti can't speak, otherwise...

Well, it's better than being alone.

Upon hearing Shenhe's voice, he instinctively sat up, but since there was no light source around and he couldn't tell which way to go, he could only cautiously keep Haiti behind him.

"...Who are you?"

Dana tentatively opened his mouth.

In the space of Shenhe, the thoughts and ideas of believers have nowhere to hide.

"Dana, pray to me before you die, to save Haiti."

"And Haiti's wish is also to save you."

He decided to make that clear.

In Shenhe's eyes, such mutual contributions should not be vague or unknown to the other party.

"This, Haiti..."

Dana suddenly felt a stinging sensation in her eyes, as if she hadn't been moved in a long time.

"You, you are the Great Heaven?"

He quickly realized who the real person was and hurriedly turned his attention back to Shenhe.

Dana had been walking on thin ice for fifty years, and it had long since become second nature.

However, Shenhe did not respond immediately.

His voice, too, transformed into a hissing sound, echoing in Haiti's mind.

This ability to communicate with animals undoubtedly consumed the energy of ascetic practice.

Shenhe thought that the difference between himself and ordinary gods might just be this little bit of self.

Although I don't know how long I can maintain this state, when I'm sober, I should at least do what I want to do.

However, unlike Dana's emotion, Haiti seemed to take it for granted, snorting as a response.

...The brain circuits of animals are really simple.

Or are we humans just too complicated?

Shenhe was slightly taken aback.

After a moment, he continued with the arrangements.

"Dana, if you had the chance to live again, what would you want to do?"

Dana pondered for a long time, but he really couldn't give an answer.

He no longer wants to do business. His decades of experience as a businessman have made him realize that wealth without power is ultimately futile.

As for taking Haiti to travel the world, that would be a good idea.

But this answer made Dana feel that it was somewhat naive and unworthy of Da Tian's question.

The principles of human society were already deeply ingrained in Dana's mind.

"Traveling the world? That's a great idea."

Shenhe, having seen Dana's inner thoughts, directly pointed this out.

He felt that his time was running out and there was no need to beat around the bush.

"I have some of your treasures from when you were alive, and I will return them to you later."

"Also, if you'd like, you can preach for me while you're at it."

Shenhe did not want to command Haiti as a god, even though that would be more efficient.

He chose a way that was more like a human being.

After understanding the principle of divine erosion, Shenhe clearly realized one thing.

Gods are gods, and you are yourself.

The power of asceticism does not belong to him, nor does that lofty divine position.

This power can be used when necessary, and it can be acquired in a measured way, but it must never be used haphazardly as before.

For example, believers need to set certain thresholds for their character pursuits.

"Our believers must..."

Dana quickly understood the type of believers Shenhe needed.

This is a businessman far more astute than Shenhe; understanding customer needs is an ability ingrained in his very being.

Shenhe hopes that his followers will first and foremost believe in and pursue goodness.

This is the necessary background color.

No matter what circumstances a person is in, as long as they hold onto hope and move forward, they will at least not go astray.

Of course, this naiveté will also make their path difficult.

For example, Shenhe himself.

Based on his rational judgment, it was impossible for a tiny human being to resist divinity.

One can either escape or dissipate; it is highly unlikely that one can overcome divinity and become a god who retains his personality.

His followers are too diverse; he probably won't last long.

Compared to Shenhe's pursuit, his attitude towards reality was truly pessimistic and pragmatic.

But no matter what, even if he really loses himself in the future, he hopes that the god born from him can still retain a little innocence.

At least, this is a god who brings hope.

As if reciting his last words, Shenhe described his utopia to Dana.

He hopes that such a group of people can be organized.

Despite differences in personality, education, and social status, people can share the same aspirations, pursue a better future, and even, if fate allows, journey together.

If you still have the energy to warm and inspire those around you, that would be even better.

Shenhe is not a god; he is just a human being.

This idea is undoubtedly naive.

It's rare for humans to have a pure and innocent nature. Shenhe thinks so, and Dana thinks so too. In fact, it's probably true.

Perhaps Dana will never find such a believer in his entire life.

There aren't that many idiots.

For humans, creatures obsessed with fighting and killing, believing in beauty is a romantic flaw.

Shenhe, the original fool, wanted to create a guardian deity for the equally dim-witted guy.

It would take 300 square meters to repair Dana's body, or rather, to restore his sense of pain.

Pain is a protective mechanism of the human body, and it is necessary for a normal human being.

Although the most pragmatic approach would be to preserve Dana's wounds so that he could continuously generate the power for asceticism, Shenhe did not want to do so.

Even if... sacrificing Dana's pain is beneficial to shaping the god in Shenhe's dream.

The reborn Dana may now be very close in mind to the believers Shenhe needs.

That is transcendence, enlightenment, or a return to folly after experiencing a great deal.

The ascetic power provided by Dana will undoubtedly help Shenhe better maintain his pursuit, or at least allow him to persist for longer.

But the Shen River still bestowed its blessing, giving Dana a completely new body.

"Bless him and restore him."

Shenhe stubbornly persisted in his foolish actions.

He felt that if even someone like himself could exploit believers at will, then why should believers be expected to embark on this path?

After tending to Dana's wounds, he stuffed Dana's clothes with jewels and banished the man and horse from the space.

As planned, they headed towards Qunu City.

Then, Shenhe summoned Arti.

Shenhe also planned to ask his younger sister for her opinion.

"Arti, if one day Big Brother Tian is gone, what kind of life do you want to live?"

To be honest, he didn't expect Arti to give any insightful answers.

After all, this child lacks both education and profound experience.

He thought that if Arti didn't have her own ideas, he might be able to leave her a fortune and some educational resources.

Yes, that's not difficult.

Whether through Surya, Blessing, or Dana, he can grant her wisdom and the ability to earn a living.

"Hmm, what if one day Brother Da Tian disappears..."

Arti frowned, thought for a long time, and then looked up, answering with some hesitation.

"I'll probably try really hard to eat, sleep, gain strength, and even..."

She paused, her small hands clenching quietly: "Even ascetic practices are... possible."

She was clearly somewhat afraid of asceticism.

But soon, they became convinced and determined.

"right."

"Even if it means arduous training, I will do it, Brother Da Tian, ​​if you disappear..."

"No matter what, I will find you!"