On the tenth floor, in the pitch-black hall, it was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be deafening.

At this moment, a man seemed to be asleep leaning back in a chair, making a soft snoring sound, and the sound lingered in the hall, as if he had a life.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, the man opened his eyes and stood up from his chair suddenly, his eyes, which had been a little loose because of rest, became fierce in just a few seconds.

This is a forbidden area for everyone, and no one can reach this place except him, at least in the hearts of ordinary people, probably so.

The door of the main hall was slowly pushed open, and the light from the outside instantly shone in, there is no night in this place, because this is the dwelling place of God, and God does not need darkness, all they need is light.

"Here we are." He didn't seem too surprised, but whispered like an old friend.

"Hmm." The person at the door also answered softly, took out the wine bottle somewhat casually, and poured it into his mouth, "This wine is very delicious, do you want to have some." ”

"Hmm." He agreed softly, and the man at the door raised his hand and threw the bottle in his hand, rolling in the air, but not spilling a drop, and the liquid in the bottle seemed to be sealed, and stayed quietly at the bottom of the bottle, like a sleeping child holding a beloved toy.

Taking the wine bottle, God did not hesitate, raised his hand and poured a sip into his mouth, at this moment he did not have any god appearance, just like drinking friends drinking at roadside stalls, even if they are the CEO of a certain company, or a public figure who often appears on news TV, but at the moment they do not have any image, simply drinking wine and giggling and telling meat jokes.

"It's so bitter, it doesn't taste good at all." Pouting, this does not seem to be the expression that should appear on the face of a god.

"Yes, but I'm drinking it's pretty sweet." The big man at the door smiled and said.

"Oh, that's probably your sense of taste, go back to the hospital and take a look, it's a big problem." Shaking his head, he threw the bottle back to the latter.

"Really? But I'm feeling pretty good, and I don't think there's anything too big of a problem. He moved his arm slightly, making a clicking sound, "It seems that other flavors can still be tasted except for bitterness, so if you look at it this way, you shouldn't be sick." And even if you get sick, it should be considered a good disease. ”

"Perhaps?" God looked up at him, "You feel it too." ”

"Of course, why else I'm coming to you? Do you think I'm so idle, it's tiring to climb from the ninth floor to the tenth floor? The strong man shrugged his shoulders slightly, drank the wine in the bottle, and shook it to leave a thin layer of liquid that could not be poured out, "Is there a trash can here, help me throw it away." ”

"Nope."

"That's a shame." The strong man shrugged his shoulders, threw the wine bottle behind him, and the crisp sound of breaking instantly sounded in the ears of the two people at the same time, "It's so good, it's like piano music." ”

"When will you ever enjoy such an elegant thing again?" God's face didn't change at all, even if the strong man threw the bottle in her hand onto the ground in his garden, "But when I go back and the reporter helps me clean it up, I don't want to get my foot cut by the glass when I go out one day." ”

"Oh, is it? But I'm relieved that your feet won't be cut. The strong man looked at him and smiled, "Don't you think it's stupid for a god to cut his foot with a piece of glass when he went out." If this kind of thing gets out, it will be laughed at. ”

"Don't worry, those people won't believe this rumor, but if this thing really gets out, I will definitely beat you up, because only you know why my foot was cut, not to mention that you caused it." It's like two old friends who haven't seen each other for a long time chatting, joking casually.

"Alright then, I'll keep my mouth shut." The big man seemed to shrug his shoulders helplessly.

"Do you know that person?" God looked at the strong man. Asked.

"Oh, if we're talking about a person, then I should know." Dahan nodded, and he didn't hide it, "After all, that little guy and my son are very compatible, if something happens to him, my stupid son will probably go crazy." ”

"You have a son?" God was slightly stunned and asked subconsciously.

"It's always been there, but it's only been a few years since I was born." The big man shrugged his shoulders slightly, "And it's not just his problem, if that kid is unhappy because of this, I guess she will come back to me too, a dead man came to you, don't you think it's scary?" ”

The latter's face was still as quiet as ever, and he nodded slightly, "That's really scary, so you're coming to me?" ”

"Yes, I just don't want you to meddle in this matter, it's not easy for a little guy to climb up little by little, you say, right?" The big man squinted slightly.

"Oh, you Beastmaster doesn't seem to be a person with a lot of compassion, when you killed the two major families with a knife alone, you didn't look like a kind person." The god squinted slightly, looked at the beastmaster and said.

"People always change, haven't you changed at all after so many years?" The Beastmaster followed his example and squinted slightly, "I'm becoming more and more amiable, but you don't seem to be a person anymore. ”

"I've never been alone." The god listened to the words of the beastmaster and shook his head slightly.

"Oh, then you should have told me when you first saw me that if you weren't alone, you would probably have become fertilizer for plants in the Northern Wilderness."

"But alas, you didn't." He looked at the Beastmaster and continued.

"So, what a pity." The Beastmaster rubbed his nose, "It's a shame that they still believe in you so much, but they didn't expect you to become like this." ”

"It hasn't changed, I've always been like this, isn't everyone trying to get stronger?" The god looked at the beastmaster and said softly, "It's just that everyone's way is different, I've been a good person for so long, can't I be a bad guy once in a while now, I'm also a god, I've done so much to feed the Tower of Babel, can't I occasionally collect some interest." ”

"Yes, of course." The Beastmaster squinted and nodded, "And if you can say this, I already admire you very much, it seems that you and the one I know have not changed much." ”