Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

But for some reason, the girl felt increasingly drowsy.

"Did I eat too much? Why do I feel so tired, both physically and mentally... phew..."

Filled with doubt, Celia slowly drifted off to sleep.

Ross watched as Celia's mental energy gradually stabilized, and she had already entered a state of sleep. He smiled slightly.

Instead of giving her anything, let's give her a wonderful dream adventure.

As a contractor of the gods, Ross designed a contract for Celia to help her become a god. Under this contract, nothing he gave her could be considered a gift—at least that's what Ross thought.

However, giving away something beyond Celia's level would be meaningless to her, and giving something to a god would be even more impossible.

Ross wouldn't just make a willow wreath for Celia and move on, as Ethel initially suggested; that would be too casual.

After much thought, Ethel's last words gave him inspiration.

The realm of God is not a place that ordinary people can enter; problems may arise.

But the unforgettable memories are still a plus.

If we let Celia step into his 'divine realm' in the form of a dream, and let her experience an unforgettable dream journey, it would be a wonderful gift for her.

He has been preparing this gift, which came about through a dream, since this morning. This includes training Celia, which is also part of his preparations, but he just hasn't told her.

He had woven a beautiful dream for Celia; now, it was time to dream.

Ross maintained a spiritual resonance with Celia, his consciousness slowly sinking into the dream he had created for her.

"Let me take you on a journey through the magical world of dreams."

Chapter 327 Is this a thousand years ago?

"Well……"

Celia opened her eyes and blinked as she stared at the unfamiliar ceiling.

She felt like she had a very long dream, in which she experienced many wonderful adventures...

Wait, that's not right!

That wasn't a dream, that was my life... right?

The girl looked around at the completely unfamiliar room, bewildered.

There were many pieces of furniture whose purpose was completely unknown, and a long, rectangular... magical device was hanging on the wall?

A cold wind is blowing out.

No, that's not right. I didn't sense any magical fluctuations, but it could simulate ice-type spell runes and blow cold winds outwards. It's amazing.

But Celia just glanced at it briefly and then ignored it.

Suddenly finding herself in an unfamiliar environment, she felt more wary than anything else.

She rolled out of bed and tried to summon the puppet. The runes of the puppet storage spell flickered, but the puppet did not appear.

The girl froze. She sensed it herself and found that her connection with the puppet had become very weak, almost imperceptible, as if she were in the far north and the puppet had been taken to the far south.

The almost non-existent sensation made Celia even more nervous.

Fortunately, she discovered that she could still use magic.

Just as she was about to leave to see what was going on, the door to the room opened, and a familiar figure walked in from outside.

"you're awake."

The girl's eyes lit up, and she relaxed: "Lord Ross! I'm so glad you're here."

Ross paused for a moment, as if surprised by Celia's way of addressing him, and said, "How did you know my name was Ross?"

Celia blinked, completely bewildered: "Huh?"

A mischievous glint flashed in Ross's eyes as he said, "When I came home from get off work today, I found you collapsed at my door, so I brought you in. Are you alright? What character are you cosplaying in that outfit? I don't think I've ever seen you before."

Celia: "???"

Ross extended his hand: "I don't know your name yet. My name is Ross. Just call me Ross. There's no need for 'sir' or 'Mr. Ross'."

Celia stammered as she reached out and shook hands with Ross. Feeling the warmth from his hand, she exclaimed in bewilderment, "My name is Celia... no!"

She grabbed Ross's hand. "Lord Ross, you brought me here, didn't you? I guess this is a dream?"

"Dream? What dream? This is reality. If you don't believe me, let me pinch you and see if it hurts."

Celia immediately leaned her face over.

Ross chuckled to himself and pinched her hard.

"Ouch (｀⊿)!"

The girl rubbed her cheek, looking completely bewildered. "Is this really not a dream?"

Of course it's a dream, but how can you distinguish a dream created by the gods with simple means?

A whole day of preparation is designed to give you a completely realistic dream experience.

"Now that you're awake, where do you live? I'll take you home."

Celia looked up, staring intently at Ross, and suddenly laughed: "Mr. Ross, stop pretending. You must have brought me here, right? These things I don't recognize at all... are they from a thousand years ago?"

Ross raised his hand: "Don't talk nonsense. I only brought you in to rest because you fainted at my door. I didn't do anything to you. Now that you're better, let's go. Or are you planning to stay for a meal?"

Celia, hands behind her back, surveyed the room. "Are these all magical artifacts commonly used a thousand years ago? No, they don't have magic power, so they can't be called magical artifacts..."

The girl pointed to something and asked, "What is this?"

"What's wrong with the monitor?"

"what's it for?"

"It can connect to a computer and access the internet."

Ross walked over, turned on the computer for her, and the desktop appeared on the monitor.

Celia blinked, surprised, "A thousand years ago, they actually managed to make machines simulate light screens and display scenes without using magic? That's amazing!"

"What do you mean, a thousand years ago? Are you from a thousand years in the future?"

"Stop pretending." The girl pouted, plopped down in the chair, and looked curiously at the keyboard and mouse. "What are these?"

"You're operating the things on the screen in front of you? Haven't you ever used a computer before?"

"How could I possibly have used such an ancient artifact from a thousand years ago?"

Ross asked with great interest, "You keep talking about a thousand years ago, so tell me, what will it be like a thousand years from now? How will computers be operated a thousand years from now? Mind control?"

Celia looked up at Ross and pouted, "A thousand years from now, of course we'll use magic to drive the runes and project the light screen directly into the air. It would be so tiring to carry such a bulky thing around."

Hmph!

Since Lord Ross is so interested, I'll play along!

The girl snorted inwardly.

Ross scoffed, "Pshaw, talk is cheap. I could say that in ten thousand years people will be using brain-computer interfaces to access the internet."

Celia, who had decided to play along with Ross's performance, gave a coquettish snort and said, "I can show you the light screen projection right now."

After saying that, she used magic to activate the bracelet, causing it to project into the air and form a screen on which the 5V5 battle video that her mentor had sent her earlier was played.

Ross's eyes widened: "Virtual screen projection? Holy crap! You're not really from a thousand years in the future, are you?"

"Of course, would I lie to you?"

Ross was shocked: "Although it seems outrageous, after years of immersing myself in online novels, I think this situation could be written into a novel called something like 'From a Thousand Years Later'... Can you tell me what technological innovations will be happening a thousand years from now? Will humanity have conquered the universe? Will humans be able to fly and burrow underground?"

"I haven't conquered the universe, but I can fly and burrow underground... I can fly, but I don't know about burrowing underground."

Celia gave a perfunctory reply, then focused her attention on the keyboard and mouse in front of her and asked, "How do I use this?"

Ross stepped forward and opened a search interface for her. "That's how it works. This will allow you to open the software program and type on the keyboard. Try typing a couple of words and see."

Celia curiously moved the mouse and saw that the arrow on the screen moved along with the mouse, which she found very novel.

She stretched out her index finger and tapped a key on the keyboard, and saw words actually pop up on the screen.

"Does it really have to be this complicated to type out text to send a message?"

"It's not troublesome, it's always like this, but it might seem troublesome a thousand years from now."

Celia moved the mouse, clicked "Search," and saw the interface change. She couldn't help but study it with great interest.

Ross smiled slightly, then directed her to a video website, to a clip she had seen before, and zoomed in on the entire screen.

The first thing that appeared was a montage of many heroes battling the purple sweet potato demon, which attracted Celia's attention.

She stared at it for a moment, then frowned slightly. "Was this some great battle from a thousand years ago? It looks incredibly powerful, yet it doesn't seem that powerful. The spells used could easily destroy such large objects, so why were they fighting hand-to-hand like low-level sorcerers? How strange."

"That's just movie editing."

"Film editing?"

"It seems you really are from a thousand years in the future. Come on, I'll take you out to see the world."

Celia's eyes lit up: "Great!"

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Chapter 328 Hehe, I'll teach Lord Ross magic!

"Is this what the world was like a thousand years ago?"

Celia was utterly shocked by the scene outside.

Skyscrapers rise one after another, and between them, shuttles like shuttles can be seen flying swiftly.

Underground, a network of avenues crisscrosses the area, with bustling traffic and dense crowds on the streets.

Celia could sense that none of the things, whether flying in the sky or running on the ground, were using magic. The girl, who had never seen anything like it before, couldn't understand how they moved at all; she just found it very magical.

She turned to look at Ross. "So, Mr. Ross, this must be a dream, right? Magical machines, trains, and flying machines that can be driven without magic—it just seems like they only exist in dreams!"

Ross chuckled. "I think you're the one who's dreaming about some so-called scene a thousand years from now, a delusional teenager who's forgotten reality. You look hungry, let me take you to get something to eat."

After saying that, Ross took Celia to a small restaurant on the street and ordered a few home-style stir-fries.

Soon, all the dishes were served. Looking at the food, which was completely different from what she usually ate, Celia hesitated, "These..."

"Won't these things exist a thousand years from now? Or do you usually eat nutritional pastes or something?"

What is a nutritional paste?

"How would I know? It's supposedly made from nutrients extracted from cockroaches. It has no taste, it's all nutrients, like cheese... Look, that's the cockroach I was talking about."

Following Ross's gaze, Celia saw a black bug, about the size of a thumb, scurrying quickly past the corner of the wall.

The mage's hand flashed, and his spiritual power transformed into a thin thread that wrapped around the cockroach, holding it in the air in front of him.

Celia looked at the cockroach in front of her curiously. "Can this thing be eaten? I'll try it..."

As she spoke, she opened her mouth to eat the cockroach.

Ross quickly covered her mouth with his hand, "You can't eat this, don't eat it, put it down right now, don't let anyone know you have superpowers!"

"What is a superpower?" Celia asked, puzzled, but still obediently released the cockroach.

Snapped!

Ross gave the cockroach that had fallen to the ground a foot massage with the sole of his shoe to flatten it, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He then looked at Celia and said in a low voice, "It's best not to use your superpowers outside."

Celia blinked. "So what are superpowers?"

"It's your ability to make cockroaches float right in front of you."

"That's the mental spell you taught me—Hand of the Mage!"

"I'm just an ordinary person, how could I possibly teach you magic? Let's eat first!"

"Oh well."

Celia watched Ross's movements, awkwardly using her chopsticks to pick up a piece of meat and put it in her mouth, her eyes gradually brightening.