This was not the first time Wang Ran had met the Pope of the Mormon University.
He had used [Soul Traveling Across Generations] many times in previous simulations, personally entering the Hub Library to study and communicating with the Pope face to face, but this was the first time that the Pope, a believer of Morda, had met him.
The Pope was a little reserved.
"Dear guest, you have just shattered the evil eyeball. Now is the best time to seize the opportunity to attack it. If we are late, the monster's true form may escape."
Wang Ran nodded slightly.
He rushed to the Hub Library just to prevent the monster's true body from escaping.
"There is a transmission coordinate leading to that place hidden in this book. The monster transmits power to the evil eye through this coordinate. You can also find the monster through this coordinate and grind it to ashes."
The Pope's voice was filled with anger.
His god had been trapped by monsters for countless years, and he had restrained himself for countless years. Now he finally no longer needed to restrain himself.
He did not hide his hatred for the monster. He gritted his teeth and said, "Go quickly, don't let it escape. It will pay the price for what it has done!"
Wang Ran turned his head and glanced at the card.
Ka twisted his neck, and his tongue stuck out of his mouth for three feet, and his highly corrosive saliva dripped onto the expensive carpet, but the Pope didn't care at all.
"Found it, Master."
Ka turned his head and looked towards the door they had come from.
Under its gaze, the door turned into a teleportation portal, and colorful spots of light emanated from the cracks in the door, which was extremely conspicuous.
Wang Ran stood up and opened the door without saying a word.
But he didn't go in himself.
Because [Real-time Simulation] shows that if he and Ka enter the door together, the monster behind the door will attack him first.
The monster's strength is very close to that of a saint.
In order to ensure that everything goes well, he had to activate [Time and Space Replacement], which was very troublesome.
Just let Ka handle it alone.
At Wang Ran's signal, Ka plunged into the portal.
Wang Ran had an idea.
[Start real-time simulation]
[Three minutes later, Ka walked out of the portal]
[“I killed it, Master!”]
[Mo Da then walks out of the portal]
He sincerely thanks you.
[You proposed to take over the world hub]
He gladly agreed
[…]
[Simulation ends]
"Three minutes?"
Wang Ran thought that the monster that trapped Moda was most likely only a thin line away from being a true saint, otherwise it would have been impossible for him to hold out for so long under Ka's hands.
Wang Ran raised his hand and turned the sofa, adjusting it to face the portal.
"Mo Da will be back soon." Wang Ran said confidently, "Get ready to cheer for Him."
The Pope sat upright, his face full of tension.
During the time when Morda was trapped, he took care of the world hub for Morda. Although he did not achieve any achievements, he also prevented the world hub from completely falling under the evil god's continuous attacks like a tide.
He thought he had done a good job, but he was still worried that Morada would blame him. Besides, he was still a naughty child when he met Morada, and he didn't know whether Morada remembered him.
Three minutes passed in a flash.
Kaxiong walked out of the portal with a proud and confident look on his face.
"I killed it, Master!"
This was the first time Ka had killed a living being since he woke up. The monster that trapped Moda was neither strong nor weak, and it just helped it regain the feeling of roaming the galaxy before.
Then, a human walked out of the portal.
He was dressed in rags and looked tired, but he exuded a unique temperament that was hard to ignore, like an ascetic monk walking alone through the snow. Looking into his eyes, one could feel the coldness, suffering, determination, and perseverance.
He is MoDa, the controller of the world hub.
"Thank you for lending a helping hand to me in my time of need." Moda's voice sounded like a thick layer of crushed snow, very comfortable and layered. "I was almost at my limit. Without your help, that guy would probably have succeeded."
Wang Ran smiled and said, "You should be more grateful to your past self. If you hadn't persisted until today, you wouldn't have been able to wait for my rescue."
Mo Da nodded, and his next sentence made Wang Ran a little unbearable.
"Thank you, God of Fortune."
Wang Ran fell silent for a moment.
emmm
He could feel Mo Da’s sincerity, but what the hell was that about thanking the God of Wealth
"I'm not the God of Wealth. You've got the wrong person." Wang Ran showed a helpless expression, "I just look a bit like him."
Wang Ran suddenly realized a problem. Could it be that everyone who saw the God of Wealth in the future would regard him as the God of Wealth
Is this a good thing or a bad thing
Mo Da was stunned.
What do you mean they only look a bit similar? They are exactly the same, even their soul aura is exactly the same.
Is the God of Wealth kidding me
There was a hint of doubt in Moda's eyes, but he did not express it directly.
"Whether you are the God of Wealth or not, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your help." Moda bowed deeply to Wang Ran.
Wang Ran helped Mo Da up from a distance.
"I'm going to take over the world hub." He said straight to the point, "You've been trapped for so many years, you're tired, find a place to rest."
Mo Da nodded: "Okay."
The God of Wealth wanted to take over the world hub, and he had no intention of resisting. After all, the world hub was originally built by the God of Wealth, and the God of Wealth had just saved his life.
The God of Wealth could have chosen not to save him.
After all, as long as he had that card, the God of Wealth could take over the World Hub without his permission.
"Then take me to hand over the authority now." Wang Ran paused, "Or should you take a rest first?"
Morda has been trapped for who knows how many years. If he is really in poor mental condition, he will not force himself. Anyway, he has other things to do next and there is no rush.
Mo Da shook his head: "Your business is the most important. Although I am tired, I am not to the point where I can't move even if you ask me."
Wang Ran saved his life. As long as he could still walk, he would take care of Wang Ran's affairs first and then consider his own affairs.
"that… "
The Pope watched Wang Ran and Mo Da talking eagerly, and he was unable to get a word in. Despite his age, he was sweating profusely, but his face was filled with joy.
Morda turned his head and looked at him. He took a look at the Pope's face and clothing, then smiled warmly: "I remember you, Xiaodan. After so many years, I thought you had passed away. I didn't expect you to become my Pope."
Xiaodan—is this the Pope’s nickname
Wang Ran tilted his head slightly.
The Pope's eyes suddenly filled with tears: "You still remember me?"
Morda walked up to the Pope, reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "I remember everyone who loves me, and I will never forget them."
"I'm going to run some errands with my savior first."
"Wait for me here. I'll come back later to tell you something."