Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

He was about to say that he had seen all kinds of girls in his life, but then he suddenly realized that he had never actually seen a girl take a bath, either in games or in real life—except in adult films.

In real life, he's never been in a relationship. In the game, there's no 18+ content, and he's not interested in dating in a sandbox open-world game. He'd rather expand his territory.

After a moment of silence, Ross withdrew from Celia's mind and returned to the dark and sunless sealed land.

It was pitch black here, there was nothing there, and all his senses were completely blocked by the sealing array, unable to penetrate out.

Ross casually picked up the puppet that Celia had painstakingly assembled earlier and muttered to himself, "I never thought I'd be stuck here for a thousand years... Maybe the world's will skipped me."

the other side.

"Mr. Ross? Lord Evil God? Are you still there?"

Celia called out a few times, but received no response from Ross. She carefully sensed the mental space in her mind, but couldn't find Ross. He seemed to have left.

Mr. Ross is very polite.

Celia thought to herself.

But then she thought, she was just a weak first-tier mage; if someone wanted to hide, she wouldn't be able to see anything.

No, no, if he wanted to see, even if he was dressed, it would probably be the same as if he wasn't dressed at all.

The girl blushed, her face growing redder with each passing thought. She hesitated for a long time before finally giving up on the sticky feeling and running into the bathroom with a death-defying expression.

Just watch it!

Chapter 7 Mental Radar

If you were given a viewpoint from which you could see a beautiful girl from every angle without her noticing, would you use it to watch her take a bath?

Ross inherited everything about the game character, including his age, making him appear to be an ancient monster thousands of years old. However, in reality, his interactions with others were no different from before he transmigrated, and his mental age remained that of a vigorous young man.

So when he thought that Celia was taking a bath at this moment and that he could watch her at any time, he felt a surge of excitement. Even when he was playing with the magic puppet he casually conjured, it turned into Celia's shape without him realizing it.

However, it's a bit shameful to actually make him do such a thing. What's wrong with peeping? If you're going to look, you should look openly and honestly.

Since they've already decided not to watch anymore, why would they still peek?

"Should we continue cultivating?"

Ross thought about it, then shook his head.

"Forget it, stop cultivating. Who knows how many years will be skipped in the blink of an eye?"

Having learned from Celia that a thousand years had passed since he was sealed away by the twelve main gods, he now dared not cultivate casually, lest he open his eyes again and find that Celia had turned to dust, which would be embarrassing.

Since time cannot be sensed within the sealed area, Ross could only create an electronic display screen for the puppet in front of him to show the passage of time.

About 30 minutes later, he reconnected to Celia and first checked her eyes to make sure she wasn't in the bathroom.

However, since Celia's eyes were half-closed, she couldn't see her surroundings with her eyes, so he had to use his mental energy to sense them.

"Judging from the surrounding distance, other gods shouldn't notice unless the other party enters my mental range," Ross thought.

He made no attempt to conceal his arrival, and Celia quickly discovered that Ross had reappeared.

Good night, my divine being.

Celia had changed into a blue and white nightgown with two long, rabbit-like ears on the hood. It was hard to tell what kind of animal it was, but she looked very cute with the hood on.

She was yawning incessantly, her eyes were drooping, and even the ears on her pajamas were drooping.

She arranged the books, then groggily went to the bedside and fell asleep instantly.

"This sleep quality is really good."

Ross used his mental powers to see a clock on the wall and checked the time.

2pm late at night.

"No wonder... it's so late."

Seeing that Celia was unconscious, Ross began to try some things.

For example, when he tried to output more mental energy, Celia, who was sleeping, immediately showed a look of pain, so he quickly stopped.

"Sigh, this girl is too weak and can't withstand too much mental energy input. The method of soul smuggling won't work."

He also planned to slowly transfer his spiritual power here, and then directly form a soul body to explore this world first, but unfortunately, he was unable to do so due to the weakness of Celia's strength.

"Even with mental detection, it can only cover a radius of about five meters at most. How can we increase the detection range?"

A ten-meter diameter area is too small to detect anything. Relying solely on Celia's eyes to observe the world is too limiting.

It feels awkward to look at something that isn't your own eyes.

"Is there a way to increase the detection range without increasing mental strength?"

Ross has great flexibility in controlling the size of the detection range; in addition to a circle, it can also be used to detect rectangular or square areas...

Suddenly, an idea struck him.

"Have it!"

With his powerful mental control, he condensed the detected mental energy into a beam of mental energy fluctuation less than 10cm wide and about 10m high, and extended it outwards, finally stopping after extending about 500 meters.

He then had the mental energy detection "wall" rotate around Celia, taking in all the fluctuations within a 500-meter radius.

He was very careful during this round, afraid of being discovered by the God King or the Twelve Main Gods, but after scanning, he found no trace of any god, let alone any Main God; it was all just the power fluctuations of ordinary sorcerers.

They scanned the sky and the ground again with their mental energy barrier, but found nothing.

Occasionally, aircraft fly overhead, but underground... the soil is too thick, and one's mental strength is insufficient to penetrate it.

"The limitations are too great. This kind of scanning can only sense the magic fluctuations of the sorcerer, and can only determine where there are people and whether there is hostility. It cannot see the specific scene. Only by shrinking to the surroundings can we have a specific perception of the environment."

After thinking for a moment, Ross changed the shape of his mental energy from a cuboid to a cone-shaped diffusion like a radar, allowing him to see more of what was in the distance.

Despite the unbearable restrictions, Ross still used his mind to scan his surroundings again and again with great interest, trying to deepen his understanding.

It's not that Ross isn't tired of it, but he's afraid to sleep now, fearing he might end up like those immortal beings who can sleep for thousands of years. Since he doesn't need to sleep anyway, he might as well explore Celia's side more.

……

The next morning, Celia opened her eyes wearily as her bracelet vibrated.

I went to bed too late last night and didn't sleep well.

The girl sat up groggily, rubbed her eyes, yawned, and the hood of her pajamas fell off her messy hair and onto her back, completely revealing her fair neck.

The cold air from her neck startled Celia, and she quickly reached out to pull her pajamas up to cover her neck. But the hood was too big and kept pulling her clothes back. She had to lean back slightly, then suddenly bend forward, and then lift her head. The hood was back on her head, with the ear flaps blocking her eyes.

"Ugh... I'm so sleepy."

"Good morning, Celia," Ross greeted her.

The sudden sound startled Celia awake. She looked around frantically, her hood and ears swaying wildly.

It took me a moment to realize that it was Ross's voice.

The sleepiness had mostly dissipated, and he went from casual to reserved: "Good morning, Lord Evil God."

Ross rolled his eyes. "Why do you keep changing how you address people?"

"Then... how should I address you?"

"Whatever, call me whatever you like."

Celia opened her mouth, but in the end, she didn't dwell on the question any longer. She rubbed her eyes, forced herself to stay awake, and was about to get up when suddenly her face turned red.

Just as Ross was wondering what was going on, Celia whispered, "Um, Lord Ross, I... I need to get dressed."

"Oh, I thought it was something serious. This is simple. Just close your eyes and put it on. I can only observe the world through your eyes."

Leaving and returning to Celia's mental space is like logging out of a game and logging back in; it takes some time. Ross found it troublesome, so he simply withdrew his mental energy, turned off the monitor, and didn't close the game.

"So this is ah."

Celia felt as if something had broken.

Oh, that's the coolness of an evil god.

So even evil gods aren't omniscient and omnipotent after all.

Celia found some clothes, put them on with her eyes closed, and then opened them again.

She was still wearing the same black and white belted long dress as yesterday. She fastened the belt in front of the mirror, then washed up and combed her hair. After spending about ten minutes getting ready, she left the dormitory with "The Holy Word" and "An Introduction to Magic".

I'm a little sleepy, but still full of energy.

"The weather is great today; it's another hopeful day."

Chapter 8 The Saintess is Sleeping

Good morning, Celia, may God's light shine upon us.

Just as they stepped out of the dormitory building, a voice came from the side. Celia and Ross looked over and found a boy about the same age as Celia.

He conjured a rose from his hand and handed it to him, saying, "This flower is for you; you are more beautiful than a rose."

"Thank you, but I'm sorry, the high priest told me not to accept things from strangers, so I can't accept these flowers."

"If you don't want it, you don't want it. It's not worth much anyway." The boy casually tossed the rose into the grass beside him.

Celia frowned as she walked over, picked up a rose from the grass, and handed it to the boy. "Mir, please don't litter."

The boy named Mir, however, showed a look of surprise and delight, "Oh, Celia, you're actually going to give me a gift..."

Before he could finish speaking, Celia had already thrown the roses into the nearby trash can.

"No, I gave this rose to the trash can."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the school cafeteria.

"Hey, hey, Celia, don't go! I can change my name to Trash Can!"

Celia quickened her pace, even breaking into a jog.

Ross, in his mind, clicked his tongue in amazement, thinking, "This student's thought process is a bit peculiar."

“He’s crazy. He comes to bother my studies every day. He’s so annoying.” Celia pouted. “I suspect he’s a spy sent by another candidate.”

"Celia!" came another call, but this time it was a woman's voice.

Celia looked up and saw a girl running towards her, panting. "Wait for me, Celia!"

"Good morning, Enarse."

"Good morning, hoarse, Celia, you're in great health."

"You're too weak, Enarse. As a mage, a healthy body is essential."

"Really? But I saw on the Protoss network that everyone says warlocks have poor physical fitness and that training is useless?"

"That's just a stereotype. Poor quality is relative to professions like swordsmen and boxers who use magic to train their bodies. Don't assume they don't train at all."

"Oh, I see." Enarse suddenly realized, not having listened at all.

“Ainars and I both come from remote areas, but her situation is much worse than mine. I have school funding, but she doesn’t and has to earn money to study on her own,” Celia thought to Ross.

Ross simply hummed in response and didn't say anything.

Celia didn't pay any attention and followed Ainars into the cafeteria. After having breakfast together, they went to class together.

"The early morning is the most efficient time for meditation, the easiest time to connect with nature and the elements and absorb magic. So, everyone, let's begin our meditation. The time is two hours."

The first class was a meditation class, where the instructor directly asked many students to close their eyes and feel nature.

Ross observed the others briefly before giving up, focusing his attention on Celia.

Because he discovered that Celia was asleep.

Falling asleep is different from meditation. Meditation can replace some sleep, but not all of it. When you are tired, it is difficult to enter a meditative state. There is a 90% chance that you will fall asleep and meditate in your dreams.

Just as Ross was considering whether to wake Celia, his mentor arrived beside him.

Snapped!

The ruler had already struck Celia's hand.

"Take your time and clear your mind."

Celia quickly sat up straight and tried to enter a meditative state, until her mentor turned his back to her, at which point she quietly yawned.