"Oh, actually I'm not that anxious."
Gulem coughed awkwardly.
"But I'm afraid the wish of the original owner of my body will be difficult to fulfill - maybe it's okay if I don't take care of his sister personally? Logically speaking, as long as his sister is still living a good life, right?" He rubbed it. He said to himself while holding his chin.
It’s really rare to find gods who take advantage of loopholes in their own rules to pick out words.
"Okay, okay." Gulem spread his hands and said with a naughty smile on his face, "I convinced myself! So I decided to do something simple - please find a good home for her. ! I can produce some more gold bars or something."
I covered my head and said: "The gods can be so casual...and what the hell is producing some gold bars!"
Printing U.S. dollars, right? Just print as many as you want, highlight a void and create money.
"At that time, there were actually many people making wishes, so the direction of the wish was very clear. This is why the Norma Federation is also called the Golden Federation, which mainly highlights a wealthy and powerful person. Anyway, gold is not a difficult thing for us gods. The things created will not cause divine disasters, so they are used as daily decorative building materials."
So this is how the gold in the health care agency comes from!
"Haha, not too much." Gulem smiled softly, made a shushing gesture and blinked, "I still understand economics, so just treat this as our little secret - after all My sister will still need some funds if she wants to live in the future."
"I'm asking you to help find a good home for her to adopt."
At that moment, the indifference in the eyes of the God of Wishes that proved that he was a god seemed to disappear. It was as if for a moment, Gulem truly came back to life and returned to the world, gazing at his sister's face in the setting sun with nostalgia. Sparkling.
"He said that he hoped that this world would be better without war, that everyone could be happy, and that everyone would open their hearts and live happily, so that he and his sister could live in peace, just like the beautiful world when his parents were still alive - —What a naive idea.”
Gulem supported his chin with one hand and rested his elbow on his leg, and said with some helplessness: "Children are just children after all. Although they have been hit by life, they still fight against the hardships of life with innocence - unlike the miso merchant before. I do appreciate his dedication to Doenjang, but wishing for this opportunity to do such a thing is a bit beyond my understanding."
He sighed one last time, and then literally fabricated a bag of now-universal Imperial gold coins out of thin air and placed it on the table.
Gods are really convenient existences! No wonder the Norma Federation would desperately develop the technology of the Gods back then.
"Please come with me to the research institute back then. You may be able to find some useful things here. Of course, my body as a 'god' is also here. I need you to solve the problem in a moment. " He covered Gulem's sister's forehead, "I hope she can forget Gulem... After all, this is also his brother's wish."
Gulem disappeared, and what remained was the God of Wishes.
He tore open the space, and the research institute was right in front of him.
The God of Wishes walked in front, Nolan Lusi stepped in slowly, and I followed closely, and finally jumped behind Kyle Lusi.
It's nice to be heartless.
Even as optimistic as I am, I feel an invisible pressure now, as if there is a big stone blocking my life.
The God of Wishes pointed to the row of cabinets over there and said: "The research materials are all there. Write down as much as you can. After all, this may be the most in-depth conclusion of the world so far - after I disappear, The influence exerted by my hand will disappear, and so will the power to keep these materials incorruptible, and they will soon be reduced to dust."
Nolan Russ seemed to have no desire to explore, and Kyle Russ was a natural learning insulator. She was the sworn enemy of reading. It was obviously unrealistic for her to do such a thing.
However, although Nolan Lusi was not interested, she still reached out and used magic power to pull out all the research materials, arranged them neatly in a row in mid-air, and then pointed at me and said: "Write it down yourself. .”
Although there is magic like strong memory, memorizing things is really draining on the spirit.
Especially since this thing contains quite a lot of information.
I can only write it down for the time being, and then pull it out temporarily to save the situation later when it is slowly digested or when it becomes useful.
The God of Wishes didn't seem to be in a hurry, he just smiled and looked at me while I was remembering things with pain on my face.
Then a conclusion was made.
"The memory ability of humans is indeed not as good as that of Warcraft that can pass down memories, and the information density is also quite low. However, humans are the best at exploring the world. Even dragons cannot do this."
Nolan Lusi tilted her head and looked at the God of Wishes and said: "Then again, although you say that you are a wishing machine that responds to requests, is that really the case?"
She raised her head and stared at the patterns in the sky through the deep ground.
"That guy - it shouldn't be that hard."
"I am the God of Wishes who grants all requests." He said with a smile, "But I have summed it up myself... Sometimes it is good not to be too aggressive. A little more freedom can also make yourself less tired. After all, God needs a break too.”
Nolan Lusi showed an expression that was indeed the case.
"You already have an ego, so you choose to destroy yourself."
The God of Wishes brushed his hand across the table and said with a slight nostalgia for the indifferent memory: "Actually, this is what those scientists taught me, but I accepted their education excellently and implemented these teachings excellently - —This is what a machine should do."
Nolan Lusi smiled and said, "Is that true?"
The God of Wishes did not answer, but said: "The time is almost up, and what you need to do is very simple - kill me first, and then activate the magic circle here to annihilate the 'divine disaster' and the positive matter. In this way, the hidden danger of 'divine disaster' can be eliminated."
He stepped on the ground - in fact, he didn't need to do this, but the sense of ritual at this time seemed particularly precious.
A huge magic circle appeared on the ground of the research institute, but this is not any method of use that I know of so far - this kind of magic circle is full of geometric beauty, losing a bit of mystery, but it seems to be precise. The circuit diagram is neatly arranged.
"Then it's time."
The "heterogeneity" existing in his body, which is what he calls the "divine disaster", is about to be eliminated.
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