"I've been single for too long. Why do I find a cat so handsome?"
Xue Wan quickly stepped forward, reached out and gently picked up the cat.
"It's so nice... and smells so good."
Rubbing the cat with his cheek, Xue Wan said with an intoxicated look on his face.
"Hey, why didn't I think of getting a cat before? I should have gotten one a long time ago!"
"By the way, have you named it yet? What is it called?"
Xue Wan turned and looked at Xue Jing.
"name?"
Xue Jing thought for a moment and said casually, "Call her Feng Wan."
"Ah? Which Feng Wan? The Feng Wan from Wu Ji Bai Feng Wan?"
Xue Wan tilted his head.
When Maomao heard this, it seemed as if some memories were triggered and she pouted in dissatisfaction.
"No, it's Feng in Wang Xifeng and Wan in Li Wan." Xue Jing explained with a smile.
“… Why did you name your cat like this? Maybe you’ve read too much Dream of the Red Chamber.” Xue Wan thought it was a little funny.
"And they are all married... Brother, do you like this?"
…
Chapter 122: The King of Anomalies, the Son of Two Faces, the Power of Reversal, the Infinite Steel Feathers (4K)
In the gloomy and dark room, there was only a huge rectangular stone table standing.
The stone table looks extremely old, with signs of oxidation and wear everywhere, as if it has been baptized by countless years and has finally become what it is today.
Three candles were neatly placed on the stone table, burning quietly, providing the only light in the dark room.
Around the stone table are nine equally old high-backed stone chairs.
At this moment, there were four figures wearing cloaks and hoods, with the upper half of their faces covered in shadows and only the lower half visible, sitting on different stone chairs.
“… I say, do we really have to meet here?”
"It's already the 267th year of the New Era. Can you please stop doing this evil cult? The number of believers has been decreasing over the years. Don't you guys want to find out the reason?"
One of them spoke helplessly.
As she spoke, she lifted the hood on her head, revealing a beautiful and mature face.
"... Ah Qin, everything related to the ritual is decided by the headquarters. We have no right to change it."
A gentle male voice came from beside her, and Aqin curled her lips:
"Is a daily gathering considered part of the ritual? Then are there any rules or regulations restricting me from peeing?"
The man next to him smiled and said in the same tone, "Theoretically, yes."
"Your Majesty, the Lord of Thousand Reds and Ten Thousand Colors, is the origin of all flowers, plants, and trees. We, the people blessed by God, have our body fluids that have a great impact on flowers and plants..."
He was interrupted by Aqin before he could finish.
"That's enough... How can you say such things without batting an eyelid? If this were to happen to anyone, they would at least sue you for sexual harassment."
Aqin covered her face as if she couldn't bear it anymore.
The man's tone remained unchanged, and he said gently: "I didn't mean that. I was just telling you the facts."
Ah Qin ignored him and turned to look at the person sitting opposite:
"Professor, where is your precious student? Why didn't you bring him here today?"
The professor with vine-like long hair leaned forward slightly, and the shadow on her face faded away, revealing the true face of an ordinary middle-aged woman.
"Her mortal relatives have come to Maple City." The professor said calmly.
The beautiful woman named Aqin looked at her meaningfully and said with a smile:
"It seems that you really value that student, Professor... Well, it's already this hour, and no one else should be here. Tell us what you want to call us for this time."
The professor nodded and said:
"Well, I am here to convey the message from headquarters."
Her face showed piety.
"Seven days ago, the Lord of Thousand Reds and Ten Thousand Colors sent down a 'flower' inscribed with an oracle in the temple."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone else present was shocked and their eyes widened.
Ah Qin slammed the table and stood up, shouting in disbelief:
"The flower of oracle!? Are you sure it's not the mysterious and confusing 'Miko Dream Mediator' like that, but a 'flower' with a physical body?"
She couldn't help but be shocked.
In the pagan circle, there are some universally recognized truths and common sense.
Gods - whether dead or alive - cannot directly interfere with the world.
They are indescribable beings that transcend the "strings", and their "personality" makes their existence beyond the scope of human cognition.
If you really want to understand them, you can think of them as existences similar to "higher-dimensional creatures".
A researcher once used a simple example to roughly explain why God cannot directly interfere in the world.
If God is regarded as a human being, then the present world is a book to them.
The existence in the book is unable to recognize the "person".
Although people can tear up the book directly, they can't do anything to the existence in the book—unless they are the author of the book.
In addition, there is a prerequisite for tearing up this book - you have to defeat the author of the book first.
So, since alien gods cannot interfere with the real world, why do beings like the Grantee who possess the power of alien gods appear in the real world
Because the author of the book died, the copyright of the book became ownerless.
Therefore, people can scribble on the book and start writing fan fiction.
A good book has a complete logical chain and world view - when writing fan fiction, you must follow the basic rules and not write randomly.
Therefore, alien gods cannot do whatever they want in the world, and can only influence the world in a way that is "consistent with the logical chain and worldview of this world."
After God died, the real world collided with the alien world, and the two worlds overlapped, causing flaws in the originally perfect logical chain and worldview. It became much easier for the alien gods to write fan fiction. They didn't have to strictly follow the original framework, but could add some of their own characteristics to the book.
That is why recipients appear and the power of alien gods can be used in the world.
However, the appearance of the recipients is only an "indirect interference" by the alien gods in the world. To this day, there is still no record in history of alien gods directly performing miracles or bestowing divine objects.
Even the "oracle" given to believers was in a vague and mysterious way, and there has never been any direct communication.
But now, the Lord of Thousand Reds and Ten Thousand Beauties actually gave a flower...
If this is true, then the flower itself is no longer important; the significance of this event is what matters most.
This means that, for the first time since the new era, the alien gods have shown "direct interference in the real world"!
"So! What is the oracle on the flower?"
Aqin asked anxiously.
The professor glanced at her and said:
"It took the headquarters seven days to decipher it and they managed to translate it into roughly understandable text."
"- South of the star clusters and blades, there is a king of anomalies, a son of two faces, with the power of reversal, an endless force of steel feathers, a force that must kill the living, and the evening bell of dusk rings-"
After the professor finished speaking, countless question marks appeared on the foreheads of several people present.
"This... I seem to know every word."
The man next to Aqin spoke with a difficult tone.
"As expected of Your Majesty, the oracle you conveyed is profound and unfathomable, and truly difficult to understand."
The professor nodded calmly, "Anyway, this is what happened... Because the oracle clearly represents the South, all branches in the South have received orders to investigate the details of the oracle."
"I have delivered the order, so let's disband... Qin, please stay for a moment."
After everyone else left, the professor came to Aqin and whispered a few words in her ear.
"Ah? You want me to play the good guy?" Aqin scratched her cheek in distress.
…
In a restaurant with a fashionable and fresh decoration style, Xue Jing and his sister Xue Wan sat opposite each other.
"Ohh~ Those two are on the news."
Xue Wan stuffed a piece of sweet and sour pork into his mouth and laughed as he looked at his phone.
She turned the phone over and said to Xue Jing who was sitting opposite her:
"look!"
Xue Jing chewed the food in his mouth and looked up.
There is a piece of news on the mobile phone, released 3 minutes ago.
[Shocked, a U19 contestant would do such a thing in public—]
The cover photo showed the two teenagers in the port’s waiting hall, lying on the ground, hugging each other and unconscious.
I don't know if it's because of the two people's posture, or the photographer's shooting angle is too tricky, but he managed to capture the feeling that the two of them have a very good relationship and are sleeping peacefully in each other's arms.
Fortunately, the text pages below are not made up, and honestly explain why the two of them were like this.
First, the resumes of the two young geniuses were introduced, and the old grudges between the two were told. Then, today, they accidentally bumped into each other at the dock, and the cause and process of the fight. In the end, they were both defeated by another mysterious young strongman...
Although it’s only been a few minutes, there have been a lot of comments under the news, such as “I suggest you block them”, “It’s good to support them”, “I’ve been supporting them for a long time”…
At this moment, Xue Jing rarely felt a little guilty towards other people.
He could already imagine that no matter how much these two denied, they would be teased by a group of people who were always looking for trouble, and the CP label between them would become deeper and deeper...
"What a sin..." Xue Jing sighed slightly.
"It's strange that your photo is not on this news." Xue Wan put away his phone, looking puzzled.
Although I don’t know much about the journalism industry, I understand how important a good-looking person is in attracting traffic.
Even if it is just an unrelated passerby, as long as he is good-looking and is accidentally captured by the camera, he may become a hot search.
Besides, Xue Jing defeated two young geniuses who were already attracting a lot of attention...
Even as an elder sister, she, who is tired of seeing her younger brother, still thinks that his younger brother is extremely handsome. With this appearance, plus his performance as the protagonist of the incident, he will definitely be a killer in attracting traffic as long as he makes the news.
How could these reporters let it go
"Did I misunderstand the average moral standards of the news industry? Are there really journalists who would let go of this explosive point because of their personal moral qualities or the right of their image?"
Xue Wan fell into deep thought.
However, she quickly put this insignificant question behind her and turned to look at the cat squatting on the table next to her, gnawing on steak.
The cat stretched out its paw, picked up a piece of beef that Xue Jing had cut for it, blew on it twice, put it in its mouth and chewed it, squinting its eyes slightly, as if it was enjoying the delicious food.
"... Xiao Fengwan is amazing. I have never seen such a smart cat."
Xue Wan was a little surprised.
"Is it okay for it to eat this? The seasonings are all added according to human consumption standards. It's not good for its body, right?"
Xue Jing picked up the can of Coke and took a sip, then said casually:
"Don't worry, it has always eaten the same food as me, and there has been no problem. Its bowel movements and urination are normal—"
"scare!!!"
A trace of shame and anger appeared on the cat's face in a very anthropomorphic way, and it made a threatening sound, its fur stood on end, and it stretched out its claws and hit his wrist.
There was a slight pain and several white marks appeared on her skin. Xue Jing smiled and reached out to rub her cat face soothingly.
"It's okay anyway."