The professor is giving a lecture on the podium.
Xu Zhixi held her chin up, her heavy eyelids drooping downward.
Staying up late for several days to catch up on the paper had already overwhelmed her spirit. Fortunately, the paper was finished and she could take a good rest after today's class.
As his vision became increasingly blurry, the professor's eloquent lectures on the podium gradually disappeared.
In the end, Xu Zhixi was overwhelmed and fell asleep.
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"Your Highness the Saint, thank you for your blessing."
The kind and gentle old man kissed the back of her hand, then turned and left.
Xu Zhixi watched her walk to the entrance of the hall, and finally her figure disappeared into the sinking dusk.
Xu Zhi rubbed his sore eyebrows and said to the maid beside him: "Is this the last person?"
"Yes, Saint."
The maid was wearing a white robe, with a beautiful and gentle face, and her long brown hair was covered by the brim of her hat, with only the end of her hair exposed.
Xu Zhixi stood up, shook out the white robe on her body, smoothed the wrinkles on the sleeves, and light golden lines stretched on them. Platinum hair fell on her shoulders and back. She held a solemn and arrogant cold posture, and a faint light flowed in her purple eyes.
Other priests in white robes with gold patterns who came over nodded to her and said, "Your Highness the Saint."
Xu Zhixi also nodded and looked back, looking proud and sacred.
However, this posture was completely removed after Xu Zhixi returned to the room alone.
She is really tired.
Acting very tired every day.
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It has been a month since she came to this world, and Xu Zhixi has basically adapted to it.
This is a completely imaginary world, a legendary world in Western epics.
This place is ruled by gods, and everyone believes in them.
However, this world was divided into two kingdoms, light and dark.
People who yearn for hope believe in the Lord God of Light.
Those who pursue death believe in the God of Death in the Abyss.
Xu Zhixi transformed into a saint who is the God of Light.
The saint is the messenger of God in the world. She is responsible for taking the place of God, presiding over human affairs, and blessing mankind. Or, communicate with gods on behalf of humans and pray to gods.
The saint's prayers will definitely reach God, and God will send miracles to bestow favor on his believers.
The original saints were personally selected by the gods and had the purest faith.
Later, her successor was selected by the previous term.
The saints of every generation have the purest faith.
Of course, except Xu Zhixi.
She is a dilettante saint who is halfway to work. She can do nothing except pretending and babbling.
As for faith, as a young man who was born under a red flag and grew up in the spring breeze, even if she had experienced something as bizarre as time travel and had her faith in the gods deepened, she still couldn't do it.
Fortunately, except for the initial saint, the subsequent saints have never prayed to the gods to successfully perform miracles. Their job is to be the mascots of the temple, saying beautiful words to those people every day and blessing them.
Xu Zhixi lay comfortably on her back in the hot spring pool.
Although the work of a saint is boring and boring, there is a saying that being a saint is really a comfortable and enjoyable thing.
She has the richest temple, rich clothes and food, and the highest status besides gods. Even the royal family in the world must respect her.
And also has a healthy and beautiful body.
This was really wonderful for Xu Zhixi, who had been suffering from a sickly constitution since she was a child, and even died suddenly due to overwork while rushing to write papers.
"Gods...what are gods?"
"You have to carry this saint's shoes when you come..."
The girl's cheeks were flushed and her eyes were moist and sparkling. She picked up the wine glass at hand and drank the wine in one gulp.
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Temple of Light.
The god lowered his eyes. There was a water mirror in front of him, and the girl's proud and proud look was reflected in the water mirror.
The angel with white wings stepped forward and said: "Lord God, this saint has no faith in you anymore and is still so arrogant. She should be replaced."
The god looked cold, lowered his eyes to the girl in the water mirror, and said nothing.
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As soon as Xu Zhixi got up, she was shocked to hear bad news.
She needs to talk and meet with the saints representing the Kingdom of Light and the Kingdom of Abyss.
Xu Zhixi didn't understand, since they were divided into two countries, one light and one dark, why should there be "friendly exchanges"? Shouldn't it be that we will never interact with each other until death?
The last meeting between the two saints was in the Kingdom of Light.
Therefore, this time Xu Zhixi had to drive to the abyss country.
On the surface, she was gentle, noble and calm, but in reality she was complaining. She put on the saint's costume of a white robe with gold patterns, and was helped into the carriage by the maid.
After three days of jolting on the carriage, I finally arrived at the border of the Abyss Kingdom and was welcomed into the temple by the priest of the Abyss Kingdom.
Xu Zhixi also successfully met with another saint.
The first time they met, she was stunned.
The Saint of Death in the Abyss is a cold and proud beauty, with silver hair and golden eyes, clear eyebrows, thin lips and bright red lips. However, the lines on her face are slightly sharp, which makes her somewhat indistinguishable from male to female.
He is extremely tall, even a bit taller than ordinary men.
Xu Zhixi stood in front of her only up to her shoulders. He had to look up at her, and his aura instantly dropped.
"Hello, I'm Gracia."
Gracia is the name of the original owner.
The cold beauty lowered her eyelashes slightly, and her gorgeous voice sparsely spat out a few syllables: "Chrissy."
So cold and arrogant... completely different from the noble indifference Xu Zhixi pretended to be.
Xu Zhixi tensed her back, trying not to fall behind.
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"The two countries currently have clear boundaries, but there are occasional conflicts on the border. I once suggested that the human emperor of the Abyss Kingdom..." The beauty's cold voice slowly flowed in her ears. Xu Zhixi's thoughts gradually wandered, and there was only one thing in her eyes. The beauty has beautifully shaped thin red lips.
"So, I hope that the Kingdom of Light will also use the power of the human royal family, otherwise both sides will suffer in the end."
"Gracia, what do you think?"
The girl looked dull.
She patiently asked again.
But the girl still didn't respond.
She had no choice but to reach out and pinch the girl's soft cheek, forcing her to look at her, "Gracia, what do you think?"
Only then did Xu Zhixi pull herself away from her wandering thoughts. Looking into those clear and bright eyes, she said in a daze, "I think what you said is right, so let's do this."
The girl's eyes were moist, and her purple eyes were as clear as grapes.
However, she clearly knows nothing about the orderly aspects of governance.
So, how did a saint who neither believed in gods nor knew anything about human affairs be chosen by the previous saint?
She had to take a closer look.
