Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 130 You are the ancient sun god, then who am I?

"Yes, your idea is excellent, and you've done a great job. You've worked so hard!"

With a bold idea in mind, Ron immediately changed his tune. He stood on the stone chair, level with Hermes, and patted His shoulder heavily with his right hand.

This demeanor always suggests that he cares about his subordinates and has high hopes for his capable assistants.

"Well"

Hermes was speechless for a moment, feeling very strange about the scene before him, because at this moment, he seemed to have the illusion that he had inexplicably become the other party's subordinate.

The golden dumpling flashed by, and Ron jumped off his chair and swaggered to the head of the ancient stone table.

"Yes! Thank you for your hard work!"

He curled the corners of his mouth and nodded earnestly to the bearded man, who was dressed in an unusually simple white robe and had clear, innocent eyes like a child, as if acknowledging the other's achievements.

"I knew it. You must have recognized me when we first met, otherwise why would you have helped me?"

"Hahaha, you guessed right! I am actually the ancient sun god!"

"So you still have my authority over you, don't you? Give it all to me now, and when I return to my divine position, I promise you will be my deputy in the Kingdom of Heaven!"

Upon seeing this scene, the priest, dressed in a simple white robe, instantly had a complex expression in his clear, innocent eyes, which were as innocent as a child's.

He moved his lips slightly as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he gave up on the idea.

Adam took a deep breath, looked directly at Ron, and said earnestly:

"You are the master of space and time."

"No! I am the ancient sun god!"

Before the priest could express his thoughts, the blond boy firmly cut him off.

"you"

The leader of the Twilight Hermit Society fell silent again, clearly not expecting the man before him to have changed so much.

He remembered the images He had seen when studying the other’s authority, and they all indicated that he was a respectable person!

But what exactly did He go through to become like this?

Thoughts flashed through his mind and then quickly disappeared. The Imaginary Angel twitched his pale gold beard and spoke again.

"Stop pretending, I know who you are. You are the Time-Space Controller!"

"I made myself very clear when we first met, so you don't need to."

"You know nothing! How could a mere angel king like you possibly comprehend the greatness of my ancient sun god?!"

"I know everything the ancient sun god knows, and I have everything the ancient sun god possesses. What makes you think I'm not one?!"

"Could you also be the son of the ancient sun god!?"

Upon hearing that the other party did not acknowledge his identity, the blond youth immediately became furious and began to stubbornly refute the bearded man's words.

In fact, Ron didn't expect the other party to believe such a crude lie; his purpose from beginning to end was singular.

That was to test this mysterious figure before them, because He most likely knew the location of His authority.

It's obviously impossible to find out information about the bearded man at the party he organized, and other channels are unreliable, so it's better to take this opportunity to go up and talk to him openly and honestly!

What does "也" mean?

The true ancient sun god leaned back in his chair, his eyes, filled with complex emotions, shifting slightly. After a long silence, he spoke calmly in a gentle voice:

"Strictly speaking, Amon is my brother; I am the eldest son of the ancient sun god!"

As soon as He finished speaking, the surroundings became quiet, as if the black and white world that had frozen time and space had returned.

"Hmph ╯^╰, fine, if you won't give it to me, then so be it!"

The blond boy pursed his lips, grunted after getting some of the information, and returned to his seat.

He wasn't entirely satisfied with the answer, but the other party had made their point very clearly, so he couldn't continue fooling around.

"Mr. Time, what did you just say to the leader?"

Just as Ron strode back to his seat, the veteran employee next to him curiously inquired about the boss's gossip.

Just now, He subconsciously ignored the blond boy at the head of the stone table and His boss, and had no recollection of their conversation.

Although this reveals the boss's attitude, it doesn't mean he can't inquire about this matter himself.

He stopped, Hermes played very well.

"Hmph, it's nothing. Just now, your leader personally admitted that I am his long-lost biological father, and then wanted to kowtow to me!"

Ron grunted and replied with another nonsensical remark, making Hermes feel the silent gaze once again.

……

The afternoon sun shone through the clear glass into the night watchman's break room.

The warm sunlight mingled with the ticking of the clock, making one feel drowsy, as if about to enter a world called "dream".

In this peaceful and quiet atmosphere, the great Ron Sothos opened his eyes.

Reflecting on what he had gained from the gathering, the blond boy let out a small sigh.

What frustrated him most was that this time there was no information whatsoever about his own authority.

What frustrated him even more was that the Outer Gods outside the barrier seemed to realize he was a threat and wanted to get rid of him through certain means.

"Hmph, you insignificant outer god, how dare you be so presumptuous!"

With a haughty hum, Ron felt the illusion that the whole world was against him.

The seven gods in the real world, a large group of strange creatures outside Earth, a pillar of the same level on the moon, and two bastards inside the body!

And this doesn't even include the bearded man whose attitude towards him is unclear, the true creator he has already provoked, and the primordial witch he has never seen before.

This enthusiasm from another world caught the genuine transmigrator off guard, making him feel as if the whole world was full of malice towards him.

However, the great Ron Sothos, while somewhat troubled by these things, didn't care too much.

After all, while those outer gods could infiltrate the barrier, that didn't mean they could actually get in.

As long as he stays put here and doesn't get banished back to the stars, there shouldn't be any major problems.

"That bearded man must possess other authority over me. Since he is the eldest son of the ancient sun god, inheriting his legacy is the most suitable thing for him!"

"Perhaps that Amon also inherited a part of it. We need to find an opportunity to capture him and force him to reveal the whereabouts of the authority!"

"However, we could also tie him up and take him to that bearded man, then make him pay the ransom!"

"Hiss, am I being a little too wicked!?"

The blond boy glanced at the ticking clock, mentally deducing the information he had obtained. Then he blinked his golden eyes and memorized the good idea.

"Hmm... the bearded man seems to want to become Sequence Zero."

"Ha, driving the tide of the times?"

"However, it seems He is still missing a Sequence One extraordinary trait..."

As the thought flashed through his mind, Ron's mood improved, because the extraordinary characteristics of that audience pathway sequence were most likely in Tingen, right under his nose.

If he could get it, Ron would have leverage to negotiate. At that point, he could decide how much money he wanted and what conditions he was entitled to.

As for whether this would cause the original coffin lid to be unable to hold down, Ron didn't really care.

What's more important than putting someone else's coffin lid on someone else's? If he could be resurrected first, putting someone else's coffin lid on would be as easy as reaching out.

(End of this chapter)