Temple of the Celestial Gods...

A strong wind blew in the distance, awakening the old face that was already drooping from the Nether.

The original green face has appeared with patches of brown age spots, and the two flexible antennae when they were young have dried up the traces of time at this time.

Some people stand in time and do not fall, and some people are buried in the long river and grow old.

"You're here."

Old Vic slowly looked at the person who was frozen in the air with a cane, and when he saw the figure of the person, the swarthy little fat man beside the god suddenly became so skilled that it made people feel distressed to push over a large cart of food.

Carrot El's floating figure slowly landed on the temple, floating lightly on the ground like a goose feather, and cast an appreciative look:

"You see that Bobodo is sensible."

Beck: "......"

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"Ugh..."

Sighing, the old man's helpless and declining expression made this high god become like an ordinary person.

Sitting casually on the floor, Old Vic and Carrot Al sat on the floor, and Mr. Bobo handed the god a cup of tea like a waiter, and helped Carrot peel a four-pound lobster.

"Why, God is tired?"

After taking a deep bite, the delicious lobster meat filled his mouth and chewed, sliding down the back wall of his throat into his stomach, and even he couldn't help but show an intoxicated expression.

Old Vic's gaze is not just as simple as dying old, but more of a remorse for his own powerlessness.

At the age when he should have gained strength, he chose to become a god with a hot head, not only dividing everything into two, but also locking the growth of his own strength.

Even though he has been a god for more than 200 years, he is controlled by others everywhere, and it is difficult to interfere in everything, which is the bitter fruit of his youth.

"The world has changed, and there are many things that I can't control..."

Carrot El couldn't deny it, and the contempt in his heart couldn't help but ooze a smile from his eyes, and he laughed at the gravy of the lobster:

"Correct, it's not that you can't control it now, but you can't control it from beginning to end."

"Your god is not very high, not to mention that his strength is not strong."

"What else do you think you can do?"

"Yu Shang, subject to Odin, trapped in the Nine Realms."

"Yu Xia, not to mention those powerful demon lords in hell, you can't even be afraid of the registered and stamped (Yama King) at the door."

"In the human world, there is no authorization to meddle in anything other than those who climb the tower."

"In the God Circle, although you are green, no one treats you as a green onion."

"Nominally a god, but in fact he is just a puppet to whitewash the peace."

"Shut up !!!"

Old Vic's face darkened the more he listened, and he gritted his teeth and held his cane: "You deliberately got angry with me, didn't you??" ”

"I can't stop you from eating so much."

"You can do it, you come!"

"Five years ago, I said that I would give you the position of the Heavenly God, and then go to retire for the elderly, but you just didn't want to, and you almost smashed the Heavenly God Temple."

Carrot Eyre put the last bite of lobster in her mouth, picked up a bottle of sports drink and drank it down:

"Yes, I'm not happy, no one can force me."

"It's just that I didn't expect you to survive for so many years, and you still haven't understood the essence of God."

"Those who desire the hearts of men are gods, and those who are strong are gods."

"Those who anchor their destiny are gods, and those who conquer heaven with their hearts are gods."

Carrot Eyre stood up, patted the dust, and said:

"You god... Scold... It's more like a fool of a child, you can't even stay young forever, and even the ability of the wishing beads is your own. ”

"I don't need to be a god at all, and if it turns out to be the way I expected, my person would have been higher than a god."

After eating and drinking, Carrot Eyre's gaze finally converged on a trace of solemnity, and retracted his playfulness in front of his elders:

"And I was trying to confirm that, so I'm here to ask for the answer from five years ago."

Silence, in the silence of the sky, suppresses the meaning of scrutiny.

Carrot El's words were expected by the god Vic.

Time, looking back at the beginning of a summer night five years ago.

The young man in the black martial arts uniform was not as tall as he is now, but the momentum on his body had vaguely exuded a sense of superiority over all beings...

"Since you can observe the Nether, help me find the same S symbol as it..."

"In five years, I'll come again."

"In exchange, I will let Vic live in peace with the world for five years, and then integrate into human society."

For five years, however, Carrot El had turned a deaf ear to it, and it seemed as if he had completely forgotten about it.

An answer that could be answered in less than three seconds confused Vic for five years, and he didn't get an answer from Carrot's subsequent visits:

"I could have told you five years ago, why did you come today?"

Upon hearing this, Carrot El pursed the stunned arc of the corners of his mouth, although it was only for a short moment, but the god could still see a fool's gaze in it, and heard him say:

"Because at that time, I didn't have enough strength."

"Boldly exploring one's life may attract immeasurable things and the greedy gaze of the world."

"My adoptive parents taught me to focus early on, and I should learn to be afraid of the infinite starry sky, and to endure and grow up for it."

"Until now..."

As he spoke, Carrot El's voice echoed above the temple, and he slowly stroked his arm, feeling the huge energy and blood flowing in each cell, and closed his eyes:

"I have feared the winds between heaven and earth, and the rain that rains from calamity."

"At the same time... I also became more and more unable to control something in my body. ”

"With the awakening of those things... I realized that I wasn't God... Because, I'm starting to ask for something..."

"What do you ask for?"

The cold sweat on Vic's face dripped to the ground with the frown of his brows, and he didn't even hear it.

There was a faint tremor of horror in his tone, because in the past five years of observation, he had always seen that Carrot El was indifferent to everything except food and family.

He wasn't afraid that he would ask for something, but why should someone like Carrot hide it if he asks for something?

Carrot El opened his eyes and looked into the depths of the galaxy deeper than the sky, and at this moment, the god Vic saw a smile in his pupils that was pure to the extreme:

"I'm not cruel, just a little belligerent."

"Don't be an ant-eater, because there's no fun at all, and I love so much that I don't want to gamble."

"The rest... Nothing. ”

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