police station.
"Okay, we have caught the perpetrator. He will go to court next week. If nothing unexpected happens, he will go directly to jail."
"Well, bye."
Put down the phone.
The Sheriff leaned back, lay back on the armchair, and let out a long sigh.
Next to him, several subordinates were viewing surveillance video together.
"Look."
"He was really knocked off his feet."
"How could anyone survive at such a speed?"
As they spoke, the God of Death in black robes appeared on the screen.
Everyone immediately chanted the Death Prayer together.
——The God of Death appears in the surveillance, which means that she is not reluctant to testify about this incident.
Even she was keeping an eye on how things were going.
Immediately afterwards, the legendary Earth God appeared.
The whole thing continued to develop just as the parties involved said.
at last.
The Earth God gently lifted the man up, and the man recovered instantly.
A living miracle!
No.
This is not a miracle, this should be considered a miracle!
"It seems that I also ask for the blessing of the earth god, so that when I fight with the gangsters, I will have an extra life." Someone muttered in a low voice.
Bang!
The door opens.
A police officer walked in blankly.
——He was the one who sent the police before, responsible for contacting the man who was hit and recording the incident.
"What's wrong with you?" the police chief frowned.
"I...believe in the Earth God..." the police officer muttered as if in his sleep.
Everyone looked at him.
The officer opened the wallet and showed it to everyone.
I saw nothing inside.
"Tsk, tsk, the Earth God has taken away all your money!" someone hissed.
The police officer shook his head and said: "This is what I willingly dedicated to the God of Earth. You must know that this noble god cured my...my..."
He suddenly turned around and walked out. As he walked, he took out his phone and shouted urgently inside: "Honey, don't fall asleep. Wait until I come back."
——The policeman is gone.
Everyone looked confused for a while.
Yes, we have known each other for decades, and each other knows something about this police officer.
He had some minor ailments that were never cured.
Could it be...
Is the Earth God so powerful?
By the way, the Earth God is originally in charge of the body.
Everyone's minds suddenly became active.
Some minor physical problems cannot be cured even if you want to, so sometimes you can only use some medicine——
If the Earth God can help, who wouldn't?
The police chief waved his hand: "Okay, you are free to believe in any god, but it is working time now - those on the night shift will stay, and the others will go back."
"Yes, boss!" Everyone responded in unison.
They walked out of the Sheriff's Office and went their separate ways.
But things about the Earth God began to spread secretly in all directions.
In the office.
The police chief waited for the surrounding area to quiet down before taking out a photo from the drawer.
The photo shows a little girl playing on a swing.
The little girl had a bright smile on her face.
The police chief caressed the photo, stared at it for a long time, and finally knelt down on the ground holding the photo.
"The great earth god."
"Please wake up my daughter from her coma."
"I will give everything I have, whether it's soul, flesh, or anything else, as long as she wakes up again."
"Please."
"I will serve you forever."
He knelt on the ground and recited it over and over again.
But nothing happened.
The sergeant gradually stopped chanting.
He thought seriously for a while, opened his wallet, took out all the money, put it with the photos, and continued to pray.
Time passes slowly.
- Still no miracle happened.
The Sheriff fell silent again.
The gods do not respond to their own calls.
why is that?
According to what the gods said, I should have met the requirements!
The sergeant thought about it over and over again, and finally it dawned on him.
He threw the cigarette on the table into the trash can and said softly: "Starting from today, I will exercise every day and never smoke again."
"Also, I will resolutely crack down on all drug dealers in the jurisdiction."
The next second.
Jingle Bell--
The phone on the table suddenly rang, interrupting his narration.
The Sheriff had no choice but to put the photo and money on the table and pick up the phone.
"……it's me."
"What? She woke up!"
"I'll be there soon!!!"
The sergeant put down the phone, grabbed the car keys, and ran out like a madman.
on the table.
The little girl in the photo is still smiling brightly.
The stack of money next to him suddenly disappeared.
…
"You cannot exercise the priesthood of eternal destruction." Miyuki said.
"Why?" Gu Qingshan asked.
Miyuki explained patiently: "Generally speaking, even a killed god has a chance to be reborn. Even if he becomes a talented mortal, he can at least continue to exist."
"And eternal destruction is returning to chaos."
"If you exercise the ministry of eternal destruction, then the gods will be completely destroyed - you will become the enemy of all gods."
Gu Qingshan knocked on the table lightly and said with a relaxed expression: "Forget it, actually, as the God of Earth, you and I can form a good relationship."
"War will bring me infinite power. If you don't support war, I should kill you now." Miyuki said with a half-smile.
A deep chill surged through her body, like wind and snow.
Gu Qingshan's expression remained unchanged, he took a sip of wine and said slowly: "What camp do you think I am from?"
"You said that you don't long for war in this world - you are on the same camp as the God of Life." Miyuki said.
"No, I will do my own thing and have nothing to do with those gods." Gu Qingshan said.
"No one is immune to the tide of the times. You actually think you can stay out of it?" Miyuki sneered.
"Of course, there's no need to fight and kill if you have nothing to do - but if everyone wants to fight, I will accompany them. After all, what I am best at is killing and war." Gu Qingshan said.
"So you plan to be a solo traveler?" Miyuki asked.
"I haven't thought about it yet. I need to know more about this world, and I need to take another look at some things." Gu Qingshan said.
Miyuki was thoughtful for a long time before saying, "I am one of the strongest gods in the Troubled Times camp. I don't know if I should let you go today."
"No matter what decision you make, I hope you won't regret it." Gu Qingshan said.
Miyuki tilted her head and looked at him quietly.
"I just have one last question." Miyuki said.
"Ask." Gu Qingshan said.
"Why do you want all sentient beings to live a hundred years and live a good life every day?" Miyuki asked.
"Because I hope that I am like this, so I guess everyone wants to live such a stable life." Gu Qingshan said.
"How can mortals be the same as gods?" Miyuki said.
"Gods still long for power, how can mortals not long for a better life?" Gu Qingshan said.
"...What you said cannot be realized." Miyuki said.
"But it's worth trying. It's an interesting thing. You won't regret it if you do it." Gu Qingshan said.
Miyuki looked at him.
"Gu Qingshan, if everyone lives a hundred years, my power as the God of Death will be greatly weakened." She said seriously.
Gu Qingshan clapped his hands and said: "This is easy to handle. I ask the believers to hold a funeral for themselves every ten years. At the funeral, they chant the prayer to the God of Death and worship the God of Death, so as to realize the preciousness of life."
"Ten years is too long." Miyuki said.
"Then once every five years." Gu Qingshan said.
"It's best once a day." Miyuki said.
"It's not a good time to live a life once a day, and there are funerals every day, don't you think so?" Gu Qingshan said helplessly.
"Once every three years." Miyuki said.
"——Deal!" Gu Qingshan made the decision.
"Actually, you are a devil. This kind of thing between believers... is actually arranged like this." Miyuki said.
"This is a good thing for believers. When I have a large number of believers, this matter will be beneficial to both you and me. Why not?" Gu Qingshan said.
Miyuki sighed and murmured: "I actually don't like a god like you who asks followers for money as soon as you come up."
Gu Qingshan was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed.
Crash la la la——
The table in front of him quickly filled with money.
The pile of money was getting higher and higher, gradually extending towards the ceiling, and a lot of it fell to the ground.
"With so much money... How could your followers grow so fast in just such a short period of time?" Miyuki said in a daze.
"Look, I think my career as a god has a bright future."
Gu Qingshan's voice came from behind the pile of money.
There was a lot of noise all around.
"Wow, that's a lot of money!"
People came to pick up the money.
But no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't pick up a single note.
The music disappeared.
People were dumbfounded and stood there in disbelief.
"This kind of thing...only the gods..."
"It's not wrong, God is in front of you."
"Oh my god, I actually saw a miracle with my own eyes."
Everyone backed away in awe.
same moment.
Outside the bar's surveillance screen, in a luxurious box.
Several burly men, covered in cold sweat, looked at the two people on the sofa.
One of them said in a daze: "Oops...that girl seems to be a god..."
Without saying anything, the other man took out a pistol and pointed it at his temple.
Boom!
Gunfire rang out.
He fell to the ground, bleeding profusely.
——His head has been blown off, but his body is lying on the ground twitching, moaning in pain:
"Why...am I not dead yet? Why..."
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths.
The pain beyond the limit made him roar wildly:
"Great God of Slavery! I am your loyal believer and have sacrificed many slaves for you - you have seen me. Please, let me die. I just want to die immediately!"
no respond.
Nothing happens.
Everyone dispersed in a hurry.
