The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

The bedroom inside the courtyard at No. 101, Fifth Street, Zone 1, Jiuli Base.

A slanted ray of sunlight squeezed in through the gap in the curtains, like a straightened golden thread, landing precisely on the bed in the middle of the bedroom.

The blanket on the bed was bulging, inside which was a figure still fast asleep. Only a head of long white hair peeked out from the edge of the blanket and spread on the pillow, like a piece of moonlight that had been crumpled.

The figure slowly opened its eyes, revealing a pair of pure, unblemished silver eyes. Deep within the pupils, a very faint light flowed, like distant stars twinkling.

Wu You raised his left hand to look at his watch; the numbers on the dial were clearly visible in the sunlight.

7:10.

It was early morning, just as the sun was rising. The sunlight filtering through the curtains had a pale golden hue, gentle and warm, not glaring or scorching.

The next moment, Wu You's nose twitched slightly, and he unconsciously frowned.

I didn't shower last night, and the stench of the deep, dark swamp still lingers on my body.

Then, without any hesitation, he got out of bed and walked towards the shower room.

In the shower, warm water poured down from above, washing away the dark aura clinging to his hair and skin bit by bit. The water gathered into countless tiny droplets on his long white hair, then dripped down the ends, forming a shallow puddle on the floor tiles.

Wu You took a quick shower in the shower room, then picked up a bath towel, draped it over his head, and casually rubbed it while holding both ends of the towel with his hands.

His long white hair became fluffy and messy from the friction of the bath towel, with a few strands sticking to his cheeks, still damp with moisture.

On the washstand, Wu You intended to use a hairdryer to dry his hair a little, but as soon as he reached out, he froze.

In the mirror, a figure appeared with silver eyes, a faint silver sword mark between his brows, and an indifferent expression.

Wu You stared intently: in those silver eyes, there seemed to be flashes of dazzling starlight from time to time, as if a condensed galaxy was hidden deep in the pupils.

Eyes that seem to hold the stars—these are not the eyes of a human being, but rather the eyes of a high and mighty deity looking down upon the world!

After a moment, Wu You finally snapped out of his daze regarding his inhuman appearance.

He couldn't help but think of that absolutely rational, absolutely cold voice that had echoed in his mind before, the voice that belonged to him.

"Having absorbed only a dozen or so points of divinity, am I already getting closer and closer to the life form of a god?"

He frowned slightly.

"But now I'm just passively adapting to this change."

His fingers unconsciously touched the sword mark between his eyebrows, and he could feel a slightly cool bump on his fingertips.

"What does this change caused by divinity signify?"

"Is it more advantageous or disadvantageous for me?"

"What does this have to do with the path to godhood?"

"And that elevated perspective that only occurs when divinity is absorbed to a certain limit."

"And what are those things we see from a higher perspective?"

Many questions arose in Wu You's mind.

"We need to test the waters."

Then, Wu You no longer hesitated. He picked up a hairdryer, dried his hair briefly, took out a black capsule, and changed into a new black trench coat.

He walked out of the shower room, across the living room, and stopped at the door of the meditation room.

Wu You raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door twice before pushing it open and entering.

The moment the door opened, a dense, almost solidified energy mist surged out from the crack, hitting his chest head-on before spreading out in all directions.

The airflow blew his long white hair back, and the hem of his black trench coat fluttered in the air.

He turned his head and saw that the screen of the training room controller was indeed displaying the words "Eighth Rank".

Wu You wasn't surprised at all, and directly addressed the center of the training room where the energy mist hadn't completely dissipated:

"I would like to know some basic information about godhood and divinity."

A moment later, a mature, husky female voice rang out.

"I've said it before, if you want anything from me again, you need to exchange something of equal value."

"and--"

"Information related to godhood and divinity is not basic."

Then, the energy mist slowly dissipated, and a black cat with golden eyes slowly stood up from the center of the training room.

Wu You was not surprised by what the other party said.

His expression was calm, his silver eyes devoid of any emotion. He simply said, "Didn't you say you would help me become a god?"

"Telling me this information should also be considered part of helping me become a god."

Upon hearing this, the golden-eyed black cat shook its head slightly.

"It's not the right time yet."

"When the time comes for you to know certain information, I will inform you."

Upon hearing this, Wu You frowned, and a slight glint of starlight flickered in his silver eyes.

Is now not the right time? Then when is the "right time"? And what information is "certain information"?

According to Him, the information He subsequently obtained was not determined by Him at all!

If He has set traps in these messages, or concealed some crucial information—

Wu You dared not think about the consequences.

Although their lives are now intertwined, he still has no trust in Him whatsoever.

Their relationship is based on interests, on the objective fact that they share both prosperity and adversity for the time being, rather than on the subjective intention of so-called trust.

He might not do things that are obviously detrimental to him, because those things would also be detrimental to Him.

But He might very well do something that doesn’t seem to harm Him in the short term but is detrimental to Him in the long term, or do something that seems to benefit Him on the surface but is actually paving the way for Himself.

"What if I want to know now?" Wu You lowered his voice.

"That's fine too." A mature, husky female voice rang out from inside the golden-eyed black cat.

Upon hearing this, Wu You was also taken aback.

This is not what he expected!

But the mature, husky female voice didn't finish: "But you'll have to pay a price."

Okay, as expected, there's a sequel.

"What price?"

The next moment, a golden light flashed by.

Then the golden-eyed black cat disappeared, and in its place appeared a little girl with cat ears and fiery golden eyes.

At this moment, those fiery golden vertical pupils were staring straight at Wu You.

He pointed to his naked body and said, "Next time you go out, buy me some smaller clothes."

"Yes, I want different types, at least twenty sets."

Wu You: ?

Why is it different from what he expected again?

And the requirements are so simple? Could there be some kind of trap here?

The golden-eyed, cat-eared little girl seemed to have also discerned Wu You's thoughts.

Those fiery golden vertical pupils narrowed slightly.

Believe it or not, it's up to you.

"This is the price of this transaction."

After saying that, He transformed back into His cat form. With a flash of golden light, the cat-eared girl disappeared, replaced by a pure black kitten, squatting on the floor in the center of the training room.

At the same time, the fiery gold in its eyes was rapidly fading, becoming lighter and lighter layer by layer, until it finally turned back into a deep blue.

The little black cat's deep blue eyes lit up when it saw Wu You in front of it.

It walked forward with light steps, tilted its head, and affectionately rubbed against Wu You's ankle.

Seeing this, Wu You also squatted down, reached out and stroked the little black cat's fluffy head, thinking to himself: Since the requirements are so simple, there's no harm in giving it a try.

It's just twenty sets of clothes, isn't it? Even if there's a trap, it's just twenty sets of clothes.

But what if the price He mentioned is really this price?

Exchanging twenty sets of clothes for divine access and information about divinity is a win-win situation no matter how you look at it.

Then, Wu You stood up, gently placed the little black cat back on the floor of the training room, and turned to walk towards the living room and the door.