To be honest, no one could be calm when facing death. Hong Dali naturally couldn't be either.
He transmigrated to save his two children because he didn't have time to think about what would happen if he died. But it was different now. He was facing death now, especially when it could come at any time.
So, even if he could live a little longer, it would be good — at least he could say a few more words. It was better than saying nothing.
Also, Hong Dali really wanted to know if this noble goddess in front of him had ever had a boyfriend …
So, at this time, Hong Dali's curiosity finally won over everything.
"I don't have a lover." The Goddess of Wisdom faced Hong Dali. She wasn't impatient, nor did she have any emotional fluctuations. It was as if a person was talking to a puppy. "I don't need a lover. Even God doesn't need a lover. I have a long life, almost eternal life. No one is suitable to be my lover. "
Hearing that, Hong Dali instantly understood.
This was the sorrow of eternal life.
The Goddess of Wisdom had an almost eternal life. But other than her, other people, or Gods, didn't have such an ability. She would never age or die, but other people would.
Hong Dali was very clear about one thing. It was a very cruel torture to watch one's loved ones grow old day by day in front of one's eyes.
This feeling might not be very obvious to ordinary people, but people who raised dogs felt it the most.
Many people who raised dogs said that when their dogs died of old age one day, they would bury them in a better place and never raise them again. Because they couldn't stand the mental disappointment.
It was like this even for dogs, let alone people who lived together with them.
"Alright, I understand how you feel." Hong Dali shrugged. "A lifetime, billions and billions of years. Being alone like this, it's easy for people to have perverted thoughts — speaking of which, why do you care so much if that Devil has appeared? You don't have to track so many dimensions to find him, right? "
"Because he killed my father." The Goddess of Wisdom seemed to have the intention to answer every question. "If someone killed your parents, would you let him go?"
"Indeed, I wouldn't." Hong Dali thought for a while. When Hong Haoming and Lan Ruoxi died, he was just born, so his feelings weren't very strong. If Hong Weiguo and Lan Ruoxi were really killed, he would definitely go crazy.
"Alright, let's not talk about such a stressful topic." Hong Dali sniffled and said, "Let's change the topic — are all Gods as easy-going as you? I think you're quite easy to talk to. "
"Amiable?" The Goddess of Wisdom tilted her head slightly. One had to admit that her posture was beautiful, but the words she said weren't so nice. "I don't think this is a virtue. In fact, being easygoing is just a sign of weakness. The reason why I'm willing to answer your question is because I'm a god, and I have to act like a god. "
His words hurt Hong Dali because he felt that the Goddess of Wisdom's attitude toward him was like an elephant looking at an ant.
"Alright, you're a god, and I'm a human." Hong Dali gloomily said, "I keep feeling like I'm shorter when I talk to you. Although it looks like I'm taller than you … "
"Appearance has no meaning to me." Although the Goddess of Wisdom had lived for a long time, she still looked like a young girl. She scoffed at Hong Dali's words, mainly because she was already beautiful enough. That kind of beauty could be said to be perfect. Even the most picky artist wouldn't be able to find any fault with her. "The reason why I maintain this appearance is because I've always looked like this since I grew up. I just don't want to change. If I want to, I can turn into a huge dragon or a star anytime. "
Hearing the Goddess of Wisdom's words, Hong Dali suddenly shivered.
He didn't doubt that the Goddess of Wisdom would suddenly turn into a huge dragon and eat him.
"Alright, I have to admit that what you said makes sense." Hong Dali helplessly nodded. He finally asked the question that he always wanted to ask but didn't dare to. "Then, can you tell me, my family, or friends, are they okay now? You know, I'm a person who values relationships very much. If you can guarantee that they're fine, I might consider your suggestion and let you take away the Great Prodigal System. As for whether I will become an idiot or not, that will depend on my luck. My luck has always been pretty good. "
"As for your question, I can tell you that they're all fine now. It's just that I've restricted their movements." The Goddess of Wisdom's voice was very calm. As one of the highest gods in the various dimensions, she naturally wouldn't lie to Hong Dali. "I've already evacuated everyone. Your family and friends just can't leave that planet for now. They're still free now. "
"Looks like I have to give you a thumbs up." Hong Dali finally let out a long breath and gave the Goddess of Wisdom a thumbs up. "To be honest, although you're my enemy, I still can't hate you. At least what you did was aboveboard and didn't use any underhanded methods. You captured me because my Great Prodigal System is related to the Devil and didn't kill my family and friends. Just based on this point, I might consider your suggestion carefully. "
"I don't need to play tricks with you." The Goddess of Wisdom didn't thank Hong Dali for his words. She said honestly, "In my opinion, your power is still too weak. Of course, that Tang Zhen is an exception. His power is infinitely close to the level of a Dimension Master. He can be considered an anomaly. "
"It doesn't matter. So what if he's an anomaly, he still can't beat you." Hong Dali pouted. He didn't doubt the power of the goddess in front of him at all. This guy could casually create an enclosed space, and the powerful aura on his body made it difficult for people to even think of escaping. He had seen many beautiful women and had some resistance. Otherwise, he might even become a slave willing to kneel at the goddess's feet and kiss her toes.
"Actually, I'm really quite curious." Hong Dali sat down. Since he couldn't run away, it was more comfortable to sit. It was just that he didn't have a thigh to sleep on. If he could sleep on the goddess's thigh, it would probably be very comfortable — Hong Dali shook his head violently. How could that be possible? He was about to become an idiot. He hurriedly got rid of these unrealistic thoughts and asked, "You've lived for so long and can be said to be immortal. I'm curious, how can you achieve immortality?"
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