"Why do you want me to guess? Why can't you just tell me?"
When faced with awkward teenagers, Jiang Bai has a special move called sincerity.
He didn't want to guess. He was guessing and guessing, but there was no convenience in telling him directly.
The skirmishers couldn't do anything to him, "Okay, okay. For the sake of your amnesia, I'll tell you the truth."
He opened his arms, his posture full of arrogance:
"Celebrate, being my only friend."
"The only friend? Your social circle is a bit monotonous..."
Skirmisher: "..."
"Oh, ordinary mortals are not qualified to be my friends."
"I'm really honored to be your only friend. What do you think of me embroidering [The God of Righteousness and Preserver of the One] on my clothes?"
Jiang Bai pulled open the shirt he wore from the Teaching Academy. This shirt was quite suitable for embroidery.
The skirmishers were strangely silent for a few seconds.
"...It doesn't have to be like this."
"Why did you become a test subject of the Order Academy? Have you become a god?"
"After leaving Inazuma, the doctor found me. I needed strong strength, and he could help me, and then I followed him to the Teaching Academy..."
"Is there no price to pay for becoming a god?"
Jiang Bai felt a little abnormal.
If you don't have to pay any price, then becoming a god would be too easy.
"Of course there is. The huge body outside is connected to my flesh and blood, and they are controlled by my consciousness..."
Connecting human consciousness with steel, you can imagine what kind of engineering this is.
Every experiment was indescribably painful.
He has long been accustomed to these pains. As long as he can become a god, these pains are valuable.
Of course, these are not enough to be a real cost.
In the end, he will receive canned knowledge from the gods, lose himself, and become a true god.
But there is no need to tell Jiang Bai these things.
In the end, he will still be the only one favored by the God of Righteousness.
As for the stragglers who once fought in the name of national collapse, that is no longer important.
At that time, he had achieved his long-cherished wish and realized the value of his birth.
"You haven't become a god yet, right?"
Although the scattered soldiers claimed to be gods, Jiang Bai did not feel the pressure from gods on him.
Therefore, he should not have reached the realm of God yet.
"That's right, the power of God's Heart has not been fully guided. This body of mine cannot fully exert the power of God."
The skirmisher moved his left arm.
This re-created arm will be slightly blocked when used, but in the face of powerful strength, this small flaw is insignificant.
"The purpose of the Order Institute is for you to heal the World Tree, so what is the purpose of the doctor you mentioned?"
"Him? He just enjoys the process of creating gods."
Jiang Bai looked at him steadily, "What about you? Do you have to become a god?"
Jiang Bai doesn't think it's bad to become a god, he just thinks there must be a trap in it.
Otherwise, why didn't the doctor become a god himself? Wouldn't it be better to become a god yourself?
And he felt that there was something the skirmishers didn't tell him.
The skirmisher's expression darkened.
"I was born to be a container for the heart of God. So, is there anything wrong with me using the body of a god to accommodate the heart of God?"
Jiang Bai was silent.
He felt that he had something to say to the young man in front of him.
However, he couldn't remember.
"You are an independent personality and do not need to rely on the so-called [mission] to demonstrate your value."
The skirmisher closed his eyes, but what came to his mind was the general's sword that nearly cut off the sky.
At that time, he was so powerless.
In front of the real demon body, he couldn't even protect the people he wanted to protect.
"No, I just don't want to run away in embarrassment again.
"Only by becoming a god can I have the strength to fight against the gods."
"All right……"
Jiang Bai didn't say much. When the time comes, he will just investigate more and try his best to help the stragglers reduce hidden dangers.
He felt that the reason why this guy wanted to become a god might have his own reasons.
"There is a very dangerous pollution in the World Tree. King Daci Tree died because of fighting against this pollution. You have to be careful."
"Don't worry, I understand the importance. Has the Academy found a solution regarding your memory?"
If the Order Council can't find a way, then the only option is to wait for him to become a god.
"Don't worry about this, my memory is gradually recovering. I think it won't be long before I can remember everything."
The skirmisher nodded, that's fine.
"Okay, that's the end of the conversation. Next time I see you, I don't want you to not be able to remember who I am."
Jiang Bai looked at the smiling soldiers with some confusion, then turned and left the space.
Outside, Atla has been waiting here.
He felt that they needed to re-evaluate A Bai as a person.
"Are you okay?"
Jiang Bai shook his head, "He told me some things about me and him. Unfortunately, it didn't induce some memories in me. But at least I know my name."
Now that the Ecclesiastical Order knew his true name, it was no longer a big deal to find out his deeds at once.
With Skirmisher's blatant protection, the Order Council must consider the consequences of touching him.
Unless the skirmishers completely become gods, the Teaching Council will not be able to command the skirmishers to attack him.
Without the skirmishers taking action, Jiang Bai really didn't think there was anything in the teaching courtyard that could trap him.
It was the [Doctor] that made him a little concerned.
Atla didn't ask any more questions. He had already reported this matter to the Great Sage.
The Great Sage will carefully assess Jiang Bai's risks.
"Well, let's go back and rest first."
Jiang Bai returned to his lounge, lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling in a daze.
He pinched the slime in his pocket to wake it up.
"Gudong, remember the skirmishers?"
Gudong transformed into an elf and flew up, turning around and transforming into a Q-version skirmisher made of water.
The huge round hat is larger than the entire body.
"No wonder I always feel like there's something missing on his head. It turns out to be a hat..."
Jiang Bai sat up, rummaged around in the Sanqing Bell, and found an arm packed in a wooden box.
Looking at this severed arm, some memory images appeared in my mind.
He saw the skirmisher's arm cut off by lightning in order to protect him.
He saw himself pressing a God's Heart into his chest.
Jiang Bai was silent for a while, and then sighed.
"Do you think you are too weak and can't even protect your friends, so you want to become a powerful god?"
It would be fine if he could really become a god, but could the Order Council not do any control measures?
This really can't be left alone.
"This arm can only be given to him next time..."
(End of chapter)
