After the agreement, Damwade was happy and excited, and he left uneasily. Only Sui Xiong and Crick were talking face to face in the Holy Kingdom.
"I didn't expect that we would meet again," Sui Xiong said with a sigh. "I didn't think there would be such a day!"
Crick shook his head. "Your idea is a bit strange. I am you, and we are nothing more than the same person going in two different directions with different destinies. To be honest, I wonder if you have signs of schizophrenia. What's the difference between this and someone in a web novel who successfully kills three corpses, creates an incarnation from his body, and pretends to say, 'Greetings, Taoist friend'? "
Sui Xiong smiled bitterly. "Now that you mention it, there seems to be no difference."
"Yes, when I read the novel, I complained about this more than once. Why did you do such a stupid thing when it came to the end?"
Sui Xiong was speechless and sighed. "An inconspicuous divergence can produce such a result. It really makes me sigh about the wonders of fate!"
"How is it inconspicuous?" Crick sighed. "Look at yourself, and then look at me. We have a big divergence!"
Sui Xiong understood what he meant and couldn't help but sigh.
To be honest, he was also a little puzzled. He was a human being. Why didn't he adapt to the body of a jellyfish all these years?
Not only did he not adapt to it, but he also felt that this body was very comfortable to use, and he had no intention of showing a human form at all.
Among the gods, many gods' original bodies were big, such as a mountain, a cloud, a sea, a flame … Sui Xiong, whose "original body" was a big jellyfish, was nothing compared to them. But no matter what their original bodies looked like, when they were dealing with other gods, they liked to show the appearance of human-like creatures, and there were few exceptions.
It was said that this was a rule set by the Goddess of Life, approved by the Master of Order, and became the law of this world. No one knew whether this "rumor" was true or not, but no one tried to investigate it — they couldn't even if they wanted to. How could they catch His Majesty, the Master of Order, and ask questions? Be careful of being slapped to death!
Sui Xiong was a rare exception. He was obviously powerful and had a very human-like way of thinking, but he always looked like a jellyfish. Except when he needed to hide his identity, he never changed into a human-like creature. Thinking about it, it was really weird.
He had also thought about this problem before, but he could not find an answer no matter how hard he thought. He had once created a humanoid incarnation and tried to move in that form, but it always felt uncomfortable and inconvenient. In the end, he changed back to the jellyfish form after a short while.
At this moment, when Crick brought up this issue again, he had a troubled look on his face. He did not know what was going on.
"Don't get yourself into a dead end. Existence is reasonable." Crick saw that he was frowning, as if saying, "What's wrong? How did he reach nirvana just like that? " "I remember when I was in school, more than one professor had severely criticized some of the 'famous paintings' that were auctioned at extremely high prices, saying that they deviated from the essence of art and were nothing more than tools for hype and money laundering. But what about that? Among these professors, there are many highly respected seniors, and even some people can be called masters in the art festival, but their criticism can't shake the status of those 'famous paintings' that have a huge profit chain. Even that kind of thing that I can draw better than it with my eyes closed can become a 'symbol of art' and be crowned with a very high price. What's the big deal about a person turning into a jellyfish? "
"… Damn it, it's not the same thing."
"Of course it's not the same thing. It's a f * cking big deal!" Crick said bluntly. "As an artist, I don't care whether I look like a human or a jellyfish!"
"Ah?"
"What's wrong with a jellyfish? With so many tentacles, you can hold more than a dozen paintbrushes at the same time, with different thicknesses, shades, and colors. You can draw however you want, and you can also free your hands to place the drawing board at will. How easy it is! How convenient! " Crick laughed. "It's even more convenient when making a statue. You can hold all kinds of carving knives in your hands at one go, and you can work from all directions. You can even pick up the whole statue and adjust its position at will … Think about it carefully, it's really super convenient!"
Sui Xiong couldn't help but nod repeatedly. "Yes! Super convenient! It's also super convenient when fighting with people. As the saying goes, a hero can't fight two fists. When I make a move, I can punch dozens of times, and the opponent will be stunned directly! "
Saying this, he laughed, with a posture of "I didn't expect that I was so awesome", which made Crick secretly laugh.
"Well, since there's nothing else, I'm leaving," Crick said. "If you're acting, you have to act until the end. I'm going to train the Oracle Legion."
"What? Do you really know how to train soldiers? "
"If 'walking in unison, raising a gun, and stabbing to the left' counts, then I can still do a little bit."
"Those oracles are essentially humanized warships. What you said is useless to them."
"Yes, so I can't." Crick laughed. "But I can't, but others can."
Sui Xiong was stunned for a moment, and then he also laughed.
"You're right. Anyway, I'm counting on you."
"Not counting on me, but on yourself!" Crick said bluntly. "If you go on like this, you'll have to see a brain doctor!"
"Are there brain doctors in this world?"
"Yes, if your hand hurts, you'll cut off your hand. If your foot hurts, you'll cut off your foot. If your head hurts, you'll cut off your head. It's as effective as a god, "Crick said with a sneer." I've seen a few with my own eyes. "
Sui Xiong thought for a moment, and immediately remembered those people he was talking about. They were a few witch doctors who relied on a few inferior spells and deceiving methods to get by.
As for the end of those few witch doctors, of course, they were arranged by Crick to learn medicine. Among them, those who were willing to correct themselves and learned honestly later became real doctors. As for those who had been playing tricks and trying to bluff their way through, they were naturally killed with a "crack".
Crick Keane was able to stabilize the regime of a place and withstand the pressure from all sides, not only because he could unite people and all kinds of wonderful ideas. When it was really necessary, he was also very ruthless.
The discussion in the Holy Kingdom came to an end. Sui Xiong once again hid it from everyone and began his plan to make a god.
Meanwhile, in the human world, Damwade returned with extremely generous rewards, which made people envious.
Compared with the mage who made the fresh-keeping boxes and designed the fresh-keeping magic last month, Damwade, who designed the "fertilizer making spell," looked really low-level and didn't feel high-end at all. Many traditional mages even thought that he simply lowered the style of the "mage" profession and sneered at him.
However, the reward he got was much more generous than that of the other party.
That mage didn't mind at all, but many unrelated people couldn't help but feel a little indignant, thinking that His Majesty Void Mask handled things unfairly. They tried hard to beat around the bush, and finally, in the case of a "slip of the tongue" by Damwade, they finally found out the "truth."
It turned out that the late Baron Crick Keane had become the Holy Spirit of His Majesty Void Mask. He had a very good friendship with Damwade when he was alive, and it could even be said that the reason why Damwade, an ordinary mage who didn't show himself, could achieve what he had today was all because of his help. And this time, the reason why Damwade could get a lot of extra rewards was also because of his help.
"What a lucky fellow Damwade!" said some one, indignantly. "He was only lucky enough to have a good friend. If I can also know Lord Crick Keane, I can also have his achievements! Maybe even stronger than him! "
However, more people were shocked by this news.
It turned out that Crick Keane, whose soul was unknown after his death, had become the Holy Spirit of His Majesty Void Mask?!
Thinking about it carefully, it seemed to make sense … Many of the policies of Baron Keane's territory were quite similar to those of the Republic of Northwest. It could be seen that Crick Keane and Void Mask at least had a lot in common in thinking. Wasn't this the opportunity to become a Holy Spirit?
The so-called Holy Spirit didn't care about belief. As long as your principles of life were in line with the ideas of the corresponding gods, you would naturally be promoted after death because of the feeling in the dark. Wasn't this the case with Crick Keane?
But … Crick Keane was a very powerful person. He was known as a peerless talent in wisdom and political strategy in the past hundred years. If it weren't for his own lack of strength, it wouldn't be surprising if he founded a country. Now that he had become the Holy Spirit of Void Mask, with the support of a super strong man who was among the best in terms of fighting ability among the gods, and even had hope to compete for the top three places, he was bound to make a big achievement!
In this way, those who had conflicts with His Majesty the Void Mask and those who had conflicts with the Church of the Void Mask would suffer!
In this case, just as Sui Xiong had hoped, everyone focused their attention on "Crick Keane" and relaxed their attention on Damwade, who "succeeded because of him" …
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