This is not the first time Wang Ran has met the Pope, a member of the Dalai Lama.
He had used [Soul Journey] many times in previous simulations, personally entered the hub library to study, and communicated face-to-face with the Pope, but this was the first time that the Pope of the Mortal believers met him.
The Pope was a little reserved.
"Dear guest, that evil eyeball has just been shattered by you. Now is a good time to pursue the victory. If it is too late, the monster's body may escape."
Wang Ran nodded slightly.
In order to prevent the monster's true form from escaping, he rushed to the hub library in a hurry.
"There is a teleportation coordinate leading there hidden in this book. The monster transmits power to the evil eyeball through this coordinate, and you can also find the monster through this coordinate and crush it to ashes."
The pope's voice was filled with anger.
His god has been trapped by monsters for countless years, and he has restrained himself for countless years, and now he no longer needs to restrain himself.
He made no secret of 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 Ka.
Ka twisted its neck, its tongue stuck out of its mouth three feet long, and its highly corrosive saliva dripped onto the expensive carpet, but the Pope didn't care at all.
"Found it, Master."
Ka turned to look at the door they came from.
Under its gaze, the door turned into a portal, and colorful light spots escaped from the cracks in the door, making it particularly conspicuous.
Wang Ran stood up and opened the door without saying a word.
But he didn't go in himself.
Because the [real-time simulation] shows that if he enters the door with the card, the monsters behind the door will attack him first.
The strength of that monster is very close to that of a saint.
In order to ensure that nothing went wrong, he had to turn on [Time and Space Displacement], which was very troublesome.
Just let Ka take care of 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!"]
[Moda then walks out of the portal]
[He expresses his sincere thanks to you]
[You put forward the request to take over the world hub]
【He readily agreed】
【.】
[End of simulation]
"three minutes?"
Wang Ran thought that there was probably only a thin line between the monster that trapped Mo Da and the real saint, otherwise it would have been impossible for him to persist for so long under Ka's hands.
Wang Ran raised his hand and turned the sofa, adjusting it to face the portal.
"Moda will be back soon." Wang Ran said firmly, "Get ready to cheer for him."
The Pope sat upright, with nervousness written all over his face.
During the period when Morda was trapped, he took care of the world hub for Morda. Although he did not achieve any achievements, he did not let the world hub completely fall under the continuous attack of the evil god like a tide.
He thought he had done a good job, but he was still worried that Morda would blame him. Moreover, he was still a naughty child when he met Morda, and he didn't know if Morda would remember him.
Three minutes flew by.
Kaxiong walked out of the portal proudly.
"I killed it, Master!"
This is the first time Ka has killed a living being since he woke up. The monster that trapped Moda said it was strong or weak, which just helped it regain the feeling of crossing the galaxy before.
Immediately afterwards, a human walked out of the portal.
His clothes are ragged and he looks tired, but he exudes a unique temperament that is hard to ignore, like an ascetic walking alone through the snow. Looking into his eyes, you can feel the coldness, suffering, determination, and... Perseverance.
He is Mo Da, the controller of the hub of the world.
"Thank you for lending me a helping hand in times of crisis." Mo Da's voice was like a heavy layer of crushed snow. It sounded very comfortable and layered. "I would have reached my limit. Without you, I would have reached my limit." With help, that guy might be able to succeed."
Wang Ran smiled: "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 words made Wang Ran a little nervous.
"Thank you, God of Wealth."
Wang Ran fell silent for a moment.
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He could feel Mo Da's sincerity, but what the hell is thanking the God of Wealth?
"I'm not the God of Wealth. You 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 does it mean that they just look a little bit similar? They are obviously exactly the same. Even their souls and auras are not different.
Is the God of Wealth kidding me?
There was a hint of doubt in Mo Da'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." Mo Da bowed deeply to Wang Ran.
Wang Ran helped Mo Da up from the air.
"I am ready to take over the hub of the world." He said straight to the point. "You have been trapped for so many years and you are tired. Find a place to rest."
Mo Da nodded: "Okay."
The God of Wealth wanted to take over the hub of the world, and he had no objection at all. After all, the hub of the world was originally built by the God of Wealth, and he had just saved his life.
The God of Wealth could not have saved him.
After all, as long as he has that card, the God of Wealth can take over the hub of the world without his permission at all.
"Then take me to hand over the authority now." Wang Ran paused, "Or should you take a rest first?"
Mo Da has been trapped for who knows how many years. If he is really not in a good state of mind, he will not force it. Anyway, he has other things to do next and is not in a hurry.
Mo Da shook his head: "Your matters are the most important. Although I am tired, I am not to the point where I can't even move if you speak."
Wang Ran had saved his life. As long as he could still walk, he had to take care of Wang Ran's affairs first, and then think about himself.
"that."
The pope watched eagerly as Wang Ran was talking to Mo Da. He couldn't get in the conversation for a long time. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, but his face was filled with joy.
Mo Da turned to look at him. He looked at the Pope's face and clothes, and then showed a warm smile: "I remember you, Xiao Dan. After so many years, I thought you had passed away. I didn't expect you to become mine." pope."
Xiao Dan—is this the Pope’s nickname?
Wang Ran tilted his head slightly.
The Pope suddenly burst into tears: "You actually remember me?"
Moda walked up to the Pope, reached out and patted the Pope on the shoulder: "I remember everyone who loves me, and I will never forget them."
"I'm going to do something with my savior first."
"Wait for me here. I will come back later to tell you something."
(End of chapter)
