Chapter 31 The White Angel Finds His Soulmate
He doesn't remember.
At this moment, Rosen confirmed this. Then he thought of something and whispered, "So it was you who was looking at me!"
It was not Osekus who was looking at him just now, but the revived God consciousness that saw through his "essence" through Osekus' eyes.
"Are you talking to me?" Osekus asked cautiously. This shouldn't be his character, but for some reason, Osekus always felt a little uneasy in front of the Son of God.
"Don't mind me, I'm just talking to myself." Rosen smiled brightly at Osekus and said enthusiastically, "Hello, Osekus, I'm Rosen Nicholas. Would you like to meet my other brothers?"
"Is it okay?" Osekus suppressed his inexplicable panic, and his curiosity about the sons of God once again took over.
"Of course!" Rosen nodded, then looked at Medici next to him and said, "Xiaohong, do you want to come with us? Or should you go change your clothes first? Your clothes are a bit too dirty now."
"Doesn't someone think he should reflect on himself?" Medici said this and looked at Rosen deeply. Osekus didn't remember what had just happened, but He didn't forget.
"Then I'm sorry?" Rosen said with a smile, obviously having no moral integrity.
"Heh!" Medici rolled his eyes and continued, "Wait until I change my clothes."
He was not confident in letting Rosen take Osekus to see Amon and Adam, and he was not confident in either of them.
Rosen's abnormality is obvious, but how much better can Osekus be?
Medici was not stupid. Combining the hint from the true Creator and the fact that only the Sun God and Osiris could see Rosen's peculiarity, he could of course come to an obvious answer - someone might no longer be completely himself.
"I know, I know. Go ahead, I'll wait for you here!" Rosen waved his hand generously, indicating that he would stay here.
Medici didn't waste any time. He left for about ten seconds and reappeared in a new outfit.
"Pretty fast!" Rosen complained, and then excitedly brought the two giants to Amon's door. This time, he didn't kick the door, but knocked happily and said, "Amon, Amon, are you home?"
"He's not here, get out!"
Someone's rude voice came from inside the door.
"I know you're home, open the door!" Rosen continued to knock on the door, as if he hadn't heard the response just now. He laughed and started talking nonsense: "Are you shy? Oh, I knew you were a shy and introverted little boy, Amon. Amon, can you name your furniture? Can you talk to small animals? You are simply a... um!"
"Shut up!"
The door was opened from the inside. Amon, unable to bear it any longer, covered Rosen's mouth and said unhappily, "Is there a possibility that I simply don't want to see you?"
"That's absolutely impossible. We are a loving family! Have you forgotten the days when we escaped together from Medici's hands?" Rosen easily broke free from Amon's shackles and said righteously.
It would have been fine if he hadn't said that. As soon as he said that, Amon got even angrier. The Godson, who still had a buzz cut, subconsciously touched his head and pulled his hood up before saying, "How dare you bring this up? If it weren't for you, how could I have ended up like this?"
"But Amon, you clearly pushed me out to block the bullet. The result now only proves that you are not as skilled as others." Rosen didn't feel guilty at all, but said confidently.
"Heh!" Amon sneered, but did not refute, because he was indeed inferior to others in this matter.
Having witnessed the two Sons of God interacting, Osekus fell silent. He had obviously never imagined that the Sons of God would behave in this way. After hesitating for a moment, he looked at Medici and asked quietly, "Why are you involved?"
"They asked for it." Medici didn't explain anything, but crossed his arms. Perhaps he was thinking about what happened a few days ago, and his expression was cold but with a hint of gloating.
This made Osekus fall into silence again. His intuition told him that there was a story behind this, the kind that would get him beaten if he asked about it.
At this moment, Osekus heard someone say beside him, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Mr. Osekus."
Only then did Oseykus notice that there was a person next to him. Judging from his age, that person was obviously also a son of God. However, unlike the twin thieves who were fighting each other, this son of God looked much more stable and sounded reliable, which perfectly matched Oseykus' original imagination of the son of God.
As Osekus looked over, Adam, who had been staring for who knows how long, looked back at him and said with a smile, "Hello, I'm Adam."
Although he already knew his identity in advance, Adam had not yet awakened the memory related to the sun god, so he was still the steady eldest son of God.
"Hello, Adam." Osekus felt that this was the right style, so he introduced himself again. Seeing that Adam seemed accustomed to the bickering between the two thieves, he couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to stop them?"
"I can't stop it." Adam shook his head and said very calmly: "Just wait until they finish arguing. Both Rosen and Amon know their limits and nothing serious will happen." His expression showed some vicissitudes of life and calmness that he was used to seeing.
"Uh..." Osekus choked and suddenly felt that he had some resonance with the Son of God in front of him.
After all, He often has this feeling when He mediates conflicts between the angel kings.
Adam then seemed to have thought of something and added, "Or we can find Sasriel. They tend to listen to Sasriel."
Osekus: ...
It tastes even better!
The same is true for Medici and the others. Sometimes when they quarrel, only Sasriel can settle them.
At this moment, the pure white angel felt as if he had found a confidant in life.
Adam, of course, had no idea that someone had already unilaterally considered him a lifelong confidant. He waited until Rosen and Amon had finished arguing before speaking, "Sasriel asked me to ask you if you have any dietary restrictions or preferences for the dishes at the banquet?"
As the deputy lord of heaven and the steward of the sun god in a sense, Sasriel is naturally in charge of this banquet that will announce the existence of the sons of God to the King of Angels. Although it is a family banquet, it cannot be sloppy.
"If you want to avoid certain foods, then don't eat fish or mushrooms?" Rosen said after thinking for a few seconds.
He usually has no restrictions on food, but considering that this is a mysterious world and he seems to be closely related to a certain appearance, Rosen decided to give up fish and mushrooms starting today.
"That's a coincidence, I like both of these." Amon pushed the monocle on his face with one hand and said with a forced smile.
Of course, He doesn't prefer fish and mushrooms, but that doesn't stop Him from going against Rosen.
Then Amon saw Rosen looking at Him with a subtle expression.
Chapter 32 Rosen Wants to Give the Sun God a Surprise
"What's wrong?" Amon felt a little uneasy when he was stared at.
"It's nothing. Eat more if you like." Rosen smiled gently, even with a bit of non-existent brotherly love.
This gave Amon goosebumps. After hesitating for a moment, he changed his words and said, "I don't want it anymore."
He suspected there was a conspiracy.
Rosen immediately showed a regretful expression.
Adam listened to this quietly. Seeing that the two did not seem to intend to change their words, he nodded and said, "I remember."
He then looked at Medici and Othecus, asking about their dietary preferences.
Obviously, although the memory of the Sun God has not yet been restored, the eldest son of God has already consciously begun to help Sasriel, reflecting his nature as a tool.
"So Adam, are you helping Sasriel prepare the banquet?" Rosen asked curiously after he finished asking.
"It's not really helping, I'm just doing what I can." Adam smiled gently.
"Majuan!" Rosen shook his head, then seemed to have thought of something and said excitedly, "Can I help too?"
He suddenly had some good ideas.
Adam hesitated and said uncertainly, "That depends on what Sasriel means."
"Sassriel will definitely agree." Rosen said with a grin. He then pushed Adam and said, "Let's go find Sasriel."
"I want to go too!" Although Amon didn't understand what Rosen wanted to do, since his two brothers had gone to help with the banquet, he certainly didn't want to fall behind.
"...Okay!" Although Adam felt that this might not be a good idea, he still nodded.
Medici and Osekus naturally chose to follow.
So the group rushed to find Sasriel who was busy.
"...You want to help?" Sasriel paused after hearing this. He raised his hand and rubbed his aching temple. After considering it for a moment, he squatted down and looked at Rosen and said, "Rosen, can you tell me what you want to do?"
"I want to decorate the venue, and I have some interesting ideas." Rosen spoke enthusiastically, without any intention of hiding anything, and described his ideas.
After hearing his words, not only Sasriel, but everyone at the scene fell silent.
"Isn't it okay?" A normal person would have backed off in this situation, but Rosen had no self-awareness at all. Instead, he looked at Sasriel and said, "I think this is very interesting."
"...This is indeed very interesting." Sasriel said with some difficulty. He looked at Rosen, who was very excited and obviously would not give up easily. Even if he gave up this idea, he would have new ones. After thinking for a while, he said, "Then do it according to your idea!"
"Sasriel, are you serious?" Oseikus next to him finally couldn't help but speak, with an incredible expression.
"These are just some harmless details. The Lord won't care." Sasriel looked at Him and smiled. Then, as if thinking of something, He whispered, "And this might not be a bad thing."
Ever since the Sun God became half-God, he has become increasingly distant from mortals. Perhaps this time, he can be closer to mortals?
Sasriel thought uncertainly.
…
According to tradition, the banquet naturally starts in the evening.
When all the angel kings returned from outside one after another, they were guided to stay temporarily in the garden. This place had obviously been decorated and could be used as a place for everyone to chat and rest before the banquet began.
Since the people invited to the banquet this time were all old acquaintances, there was naturally nothing to be shy about, and everyone found acquaintances in the garden to chat.
"Osekus, you came back first. Have you seen the Sons of God?" The cherubim Herabergen came up to Osekus and asked in a low voice. It was obvious that he was also very curious about the Lord's Sons of God.
Osekus, who was drinking alone, had a subtle expression for a moment. He seemed to want to say something but held it back. After a long pause, he said, "I saw it."
"It seems that the Sons of God have left a deep impression on you?" Herabergen could naturally see the unnaturalness in Osekus's expression, which made him raise his eyebrows and become more curious about the Sons of God.
"You'll know later." Osekus said without explaining anything.
"It's not like you to keep things like this a secret, Osekus!"
Another voice came from the side, and then a man with seaweed-blue hair, tall and strong, standing there like a wall, appeared with a wine glass in hand. He looked at Osekus and said with a bright smile:
"As the eldest brother, shouldn't you be eager to introduce the Sons of God to us?"
It's hard to tell whether this is a normal question or a sarcastic one.
"Why are you so anxious, Leodro? It's just a matter of waiting for a moment." Othecus said with a serious and gentle smile, but there was a hint of gunpowder in the air.
Although both grew up with the sun god, the relationship between Othecus and Leodro was not very good, perhaps because of their incompatibility in personality or because of the way they met.
Of course, since they all work for the Sun God, the relationship between them is not too bad, except for the occasional quarrel.
While Feng Zhibai and the other three angels were gathered together, Ouroboros, holding an ice cream cone, silently glanced over there in another corner of the garden before looking at Medici next to him and saying, "Medici, have you seen the Sons of God?"
"I saw it." Medici nodded nonchalantly. He swirled the wine in his glass and drank it in one gulp before saying, "Just a bunch of little bastards."
Ouroboros blinked, stared at Medici for several seconds, and then said, "Do you need me to give you some luck?"
"Why, Big Snake, are you so lucky that you can just give it to others?" Medici glanced at him and said.
"Because you look a little unhappy, but not that unhappy at the same time." Ouroboros showed an obvious expression of confusion. He shook his head and said, "I don't understand, but I think if I give you some luck, perhaps you will be happier."
"Tsk!" Medici was silent for a few seconds, then he sneered and said to Ouroboros, "Big Snake, starting tomorrow, you will follow Rosen and I in your classes."
"Oh!" Ouroboros nodded, then asked, "What class?"
"Fraud prevention class." Medici uttered a word, then he sensed something and looked in a certain direction of the garden. He saw the Sun God appear at the end of the road accompanied by Sasriel.
However, the usually calm Sun God seemed to have a headache at this moment and raised his hand to rub his temples.
Medici, who saw this scene, undoubtedly thought of something. He was silent for a second, then the corners of his mouth curled up, and he was obviously happy to watch the fun.
Then Medici said, "Let's go, the party is about to begin."
Chapter 33: Far From God, But Not Close to People
Hearing Medici's words, Ouroboros nodded without hesitation and followed Medici, and the two walked towards the sun god together.
Not only them, but also the three angels Feng Zhibai, who had sensed the arrival of the Sun God, naturally stopped chatting and walked towards their master.
When the angel kings under his command gathered, the Sun God stopped rubbing his temples. He smiled at the angels and said, "Let's go to the banquet hall."
The group then arrived at the door of the banquet hall. The door, which had been closed, seemed to sense their arrival and opened automatically at this moment.
Then the next second, accompanied by the sound of "bang bang bang", countless colorful sequins fell from above their heads like snow, and a red blanket suddenly appeared under everyone's feet, all the way from the door to the end of the banquet hall.
Such a commotion naturally made everyone look towards the end involuntarily, and then everyone fell silent. They saw a red banner hanging at the end, with a line of large characters written on the banner:
"Heavy congratulations to the heroic father, the Sun God, for having three sons all on his own!!!"
Apollo: ...
The two angels of wind and wisdom: !!!
Ouroboros: ...?
Medici and Othecus, who had anticipated this, turned their heads to the side and covered their mouths, trying their best not to laugh out loud.
Sasriel's eyes were wandering.
But this was not the end, because then a loud music sounded, it was the sound of suona, which gave everyone who was in a state of shock a chill.
Everyone immediately looked in the direction of the sound and saw three young people, obviously still children, walking out from the corner. They were wearing the same white robes, with small white wings on their backs, halos of different colors on their heads, and each holding a musical instrument in their hands.
Behind them were a series of little angels that looked like phantoms and puppets. The little angels filled the entire banquet hall, leaving no way for people inside to escape.
No one recognized the instrument in the leader's hand, but it was obvious that the sound just now came from that instrument.
That's right, the little angels who appeared at this moment were naturally Rosen and his two companions. They walked slowly in front of the people of the Sun God while playing music. It can be seen that Rosen and Amon had happy expressions, while Adam was a little uncomfortable.
After playing a complete piece of music full of religious meaning, Rosen snapped his fingers, and the instruments in the hands of the three of them seamlessly switched to three signs. Each sign had a word on it, which read:
"You are the best, Dad!"
At this moment, those phantom little angels also held up signs, which were full of praises for the sun god.
Apollo: ...
Thank you, I don't really need such compliments.
Although he couldn't be said to be socially anxious, at this moment the Sun God really was a little socially anxious, and he couldn't help but fall into silence.
Rosen, who also suffered from social anxiety, but only made others socially anxious, snapped his fingers again. The three signs transformed into points of light and disappeared. Rosen smiled brightly, opened his arms, and said, "Won't you give your dear children a hug, Father?"
It is difficult to say what the Sun God was feeling at this moment. Anyway, for some reason, he thought of a long time ago, when he was still a mortal. Occasionally, he would face some socially fatal situations, and then he would get a 3-bedroom, 1-living-room apartment for free.
"Lord, don't let the children wait too long." Sasriel's gentle voice sounded at this moment.
The Sun God glanced at his usually carefree incarnation, and after seeing the other party's gloating, he sighed.
So is it true that Sasriel has been assigned too much work recently?
The Sun God thought so and looked at Rosen who was still waiting for him.
The young Son of God was so lively and cheerful that he was not embarrassed by the silence at all. Instead, he pulled Adam, who was obviously very uncomfortable, to prevent him from escaping reality.
The Sun God sighed, then half-knelt down, opened his arms, and hugged all three children. He held them for a few seconds before letting go and saying:
"What a surprise!"
The surprise made His humanity more active.
"This is called being down-to-earth. If you've been a god for long enough, you should also act like a human, right?" Rosen said with a smile.
"I think you just want to make fun of everyone." Amon expressed his opinion.
Adam lowered his head, perhaps because he was embarrassed.
"But weren't you having fun too?" Rosen glanced at him. Apart from him, Amon was the most active one just now.
"Because it's really interesting." Amon raised his hand and pushed the monocle on his face, smiling.
Adam seemed to have finally calmed down, and said helplessly at this moment: "I'm afraid only you will find it funny."
The Sun God stood up again at this moment. He looked at his deputy and said helplessly, "You didn't say it was such a surprise."
Although Sasriel told him in advance that the three little ones had prepared a surprise for him, he didn't really say what the surprise was.
"If I explain it clearly, it won't be a surprise." Sasriel was not guilty. As the incarnation of the Sun God, although he obeyed the Sun God on major issues, he naturally had some small rebellions of his own occasionally.
After a pause, Sasriel whispered, "And it does feel good to be a human, doesn't it, Lord?"
The Sun God did not deny it. His eyes fell on the banner not far away, and he thought of many things at this moment.
He had indeed been floating in the sky for so long that he almost forgot what it was like to be a human being.
"Although this is indeed quite far from God, it doesn't seem that close to humans either..." The Sun God thought this, his gaze falling on the angels whose eyes were wandering and their expressions were surprised. They had obviously not yet come to their senses. He coughed lightly, and after calling everyone back to their senses, he indicated the presence of the three little ones and introduced them:
"These are the Angel of Imagination Adam, the Angel of Life Rosen Nicholas, and the Angel of Time Amon, my children."
Angel of Life? What a straightforward name! And if I'm the Angel of Life, how does that even apply to the Life Staff? Rosen grumbled inwardly, but he didn't mind carrying the title. So, he enthusiastically greeted the Angel Kings, "Hello, nice to meet you!"
No matter what the Angel Kings were thinking at this moment, they naturally began to introduce themselves.
After everyone introduced themselves to each other, they gathered together to chat, but the Sun God didn't care. He knew that everyone needed to digest what had just happened.
After the others left, Amon poked Rosen's shoulder and asked in a low voice:
"...Why are you the Angel of Life?"
"I don't know!" Rosen spread his hands and then said with a smile, "Maybe it's because you've already taken the name of Time Angel? Why don't you give it to me?"
"I don't want it." Amon refused immediately. He liked the name of Time Angel very much, but he was unwilling to give it to Rosen.
"Alas, a biased father, a helpless elder brother and an indifferent younger brother, my life is so miserable!" Rosen sighed pretentiously, and his eyes scanned the banquet hall. He had finally seen many angel kings, and he had to get to know them well.
Chapter 34 Blessings should not be wasted
"You have a miserable life? Your brother and father have a truly miserable life!" Medici appeared with a wine glass, and spoke in a sarcastic tone.
Accompanying him was the Angel of Fate, Ouroboros. He looked at the two thieves curiously, then seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly said seriously, "Amon, Rosen, can you give me a hand?"
"Sure, what do you want to do?" Rosen nodded, smiled and stretched out his hand, curious about what the Angel King, who looked dull both now and in the future, wanted to do.
Although Amon hesitated for a moment, since Rosen had already extended his hand, he naturally did not want to fall behind and also extended a hand.
Ouroboros was clearly pleased with this scene. He then half-knelt down, grasping Rosen's and Amon's hands with his left and right hands respectively. He let go after about three seconds and said, "Alright."
"...Is this a greeting gift?" Rosen withdrew his hand. He could see what Ouroboros had just done - He had bestowed a bit of luck on both him and Amon.
"Yes." Ouroboros nodded. He looked at Rosen and Amon with a serious expression and said, "You are the Lord's children. I should give you gifts, but I have nothing else to give you. Therefore, I hope that fate will bless you. Although I cannot always give you good luck, I hope that you can be happy forever."
"It's a very good gift, I like it very much. Thank you, Ouroboros." Rosen couldn't help but smile at such a simple blessing. Then he glanced at Amon and elbowed him calmly.
"Are you sick?" Amon subconsciously covered his chest after being elbowed, and felt a dull pain there.
"It's hard to say whether I'm sick or not, but people who don't say thank you after receiving a gift from others are really uncultured. Is that okay?" Rosen said with a smile, his voice low, but making sure Amon could definitely hear it.
Amon's expression changed suddenly. He looked at Rosen with a very strange look, and then seemed to hesitate, then looked at Ouroboros and said, "Thank you, Ouroboros."
"You're welcome." Ouroboros' smile showed that he must be very happy now.
Medici, who was standing beside him, shook his head, as if he felt that someone was beyond help. He then looked at Rosen and said, "Do you still care about this kind of thing?"
Although Rosen's voice was very low just now, he is the King of Angels, so of course he couldn't have failed to hear it.
"Every blessing should not be in vain, and I have always been a very polite person." Rosen said with a smile, his expression at this moment was not frivolous, but rather serious.
"...I really didn't realize that." Medici was silent for a few seconds before speaking. It was rare for him to tell the truth, but for some reason he became even more sarcastic.
"That just means you're a little blind, Xiaohong." The seriousness on Rosen's face disappeared. He smiled and said, before anyone could get angry, "Are you familiar with the Cherubim?"
Medici's anger bar was interrupted. He subconsciously looked in the direction Rosen indicated. Sure enough, he saw a certain old man. This made him curl his lips. He did not answer immediately. Instead, he took a big sip of the liquor in the glass before saying, "I can't say I'm particularly familiar with him, but it's just like that!"
Although they are all angel kings who follow the Sun God, there is naturally an order in which they come to the Sun God.
Among them, Othecus, Leodros, and Ouroboros were almost the first to follow the Sun God. It can even be said that they grew from weak mortals to the Angel Kings today under the cultivation of the Sun God.
Medici came a little later than them, but because he was a born mythical creature, although he came late, it did not delay him from following the sun god to the battlefield.
Herabergen was the latest among them and the only angel king who did not grow up with the Sun God. He once served the Illusionary Dragon, and only after the Illusionary Dragon died did he come to the Sun God and become the Sun God's angel.
Therefore, Medici once suspected that Herabergen had secretly colluded with the Sun God when he was still the Dragon of Imagination... ahem, had a secret collaboration with him.
For the Red Angel, who would never waver in his loyalty unless the other party betrayed him first, he naturally disdained such behavior. In addition, due to the lack of friendship growing up together, the relationship between Medici and Herabergen has always been ordinary. It cannot be said to be bad, but it can only be said to be closer to an ordinary colleague relationship.
Rosen wasn't surprised by this. He nodded and continued, "That's right. Given your personality, I'm afraid you don't get along well with anyone. Oh, except Ouroboros. He has a good temper and is easy to deceive."
Medici rolled his eyes. When his gaze fell on Herabergen, who was a few steps away, he suddenly asked, "Why, are you interested in him?"
"Strictly speaking, I'm interested in the knowledge that 'He' possesses." Rosen smiled, without any intention of concealing anything, and said, "You know, I've always loved learning."
After saying that, Rosen walked leisurely towards Herabergen with the juice in his hand.
He was actually very interested in these Angel Kings who served the Sun God. After all, the Red Angel was easy to use, the Fate Angel was the easiest to trick, the White Angel was a good comparison sample for "The Origin has awakened within me", and the Wind Angel's ability was even more enviable...
But if you were to choose someone among all the people that Rosen is more interested in at the moment, it would undoubtedly be the Archangel Herabergen, who possesses some knowledge authority.
There is no special reason, I just envy the knowledge that the other person has.
"...Hello, Lord Rosen, what's the matter?" Herabergen obviously didn't expect Rosen to come to him on his own initiative, which made him stunned for a moment, and his mind almost subconsciously recalled the shocking scene not long ago.
It must be said that although he had already made many guesses about the Lord's Sons of God, Herabergen still felt deeply shocked at that moment.
There was shock not only at the scene itself, but also at the fact that the Son of God dared to tease the Sun God like this.
What surprised Herabergen even more was probably that the Sun God actually tolerated such a prank. This made Herabergen once again increase the importance he attached to the Sons of God in his heart. Although he had already attached great importance to them, he now felt that he could attach even more importance to them.
The most difficult to ignore among the sons of gods is obviously Rosen, who is neither the eldest nor the youngest, but is like a conspicuous bag.
However, although he had already taken it seriously in his heart, the scene just now still left a little shock to the Cherubim, so Herabergen did not choose to contact the other party immediately, but after the self-introduction, he found a place to quietly adjust his emotions.
He believed that most other people were probably the same.
Chapter 35 Rosen's Instinct and Talent
But Herabergen had not expected that Rosen would be the first to approach him after communicating with Medici, who was obviously familiar to him.
"Can't I come to you if there's nothing wrong, Mr. Herabergen?" Rosen asked with a smile and took another sip of juice. Today's juice obviously contained a lot of fruits with high sugar content, which was a bit too sweet. Rosen thought that he could give Sasriel some suggestions for improvement next time.
After all, he likes sweet food, but he doesn't like it too sweet.
"Of course not. You can come to me anytime, even if it's just for a chat, Lord Rosen." Herabergen showed an impeccable and kind smile, which, combined with his elderly appearance, made him look like a kind and amiable old grandfather.
But the old man grabbed the claws of someone who tried to steal his beard in the next second, and said helplessly: "Sir Amon, please don't steal my beard. I have raised it for a long time and don't want to lose it."
"But I like them very much. Can't you really give them to me?" Amon, who was caught by mistake, did not feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he showed a pitiful smile and said.
Rosen pinched his chin and looked at it for a moment, and found that the smile was a little familiar, as if it was the style he usually used when pretending to be miserable in front of Sasriel.
Apparently, Amon is a cub with a strong learning ability. He not only learned the Red Angel's weirdness, but also Rosen's good qualities.
This child is a failure in learning!
Rosen thought with self-awareness.
"...Even if His Excellency the Son of God says so, I cannot agree to your request." Herabergen was silent for a second, then smiled and shook his head, looking as hard as iron. But the next second, he gestured with his fingers on Amon's head, and Amon's hair, which was originally a crew cut, grew wildly at this moment until it stopped at his shoulders.
"But I can give you a small gift, Master Shenzi. I hope you like it."
"...It's not an illusion." Amon pulled his hair and raised his eyebrows.
"It's just a poor imitation of the Earth Path's abilities," Herabergen explained with a kind smile. He then noticed Rosen looking at him thoughtfully, which made Herabergen pause before asking, "What's wrong, Sir Rosen?"
"Can you perform that again?" Rosen said directly without any hesitation.
Herabergen hesitated and did not demonstrate immediately. Instead, he asked, "Sir Rosen, do you want to see the little trick again, or the extraordinary ability of imitating the Earth Path?"
"You are very smart!" Rosen did not hesitate to praise.
"...Thank you for your compliment." Herabergen certainly wouldn't take a child's compliment to heart, but that didn't stop him from thanking him. Then he seemed to have thought of something, and took out a seed from somewhere. Then, under the witness of everyone, the seed quickly took root and sprouted, and finally bloomed into a gorgeous red flower.
"Is this a rose?" Rosen reached out and poked the rose in Herabergen's hand, then suddenly asked, "Can you give me a seed?"
Herabergen handed a seed to Rosen without hesitation.
Rosen held the seed in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.
But a moment later, the same miracle happened. The seeds in Rosen's hand also quickly took root and sprouted, and grew into beautiful flowers.
No, it's more than that.
Herabergen looked at the still-growing vines and the blossoming flowers in Rosen's hands. At that moment, although the flowers before him were merely ordinary, the Cherubim sensed a hint of danger for some reason. He hesitated and said, "Sir Rosen..."
"Don't worry, it's not out of control." Rosen seemed to have guessed what he wanted to say and interrupted him.
As soon as he finished speaking, as if to verify his words, the rose in Rosen's hand stopped growing, but its shape began to change, and finally it turned into a wreath by itself.
Rosen thought for a moment, then placed the wreath on Amon, who was watching the fun nearby. He nodded and said, "That's right. Of course the princess should have a wreath on her head!"
Amon's face suddenly darkened, and he almost immediately wanted to take off the wreath on his head and throw it away, but he just pulled his hand back as soon as he started.
Amon frowned and looked at his hand, where there was a wound caused by the thorns.
"Don't throw them away so quickly. Wear them for a while at least!" Rosen said, then looked at the rose wreath and whispered, "But it's not good to hurt others!"
The wreath naturally did not respond, but the wound on Amon's hand that was originally pierced by the thorn rose healed at this moment.
"How... did you do that?" Amon was obviously confused. Although he had the potential to become an old coin in the future, he was still a real cub now, and he was truly confused at this moment.
"Maybe this is why I am the Angel of Life?" Rosen smiled, his eyes fell on the rose wreath, and his smile became even brighter.
If you ask him how he did it, it's just instinct.
Instinctively knowing how to give birth to life and control it is like humans are born with the ability to breathe. It is like an innate ability that has only been activated just now.
Medici and Herabergen, who also witnessed this scene, were thoughtful. The former thought of what Osekus had seen, and the latter thought of the name of the Angel of Life.
In fact, when the Sun God introduced Rosen to them just now, Herabergen also wondered why Rosen was the Angel of Life. After all, he was the twin of the thief.
But at this moment, even though he didn't know what was going on, Herabergen vaguely understood that Rosen was indeed special, and he might have a special relationship with some existence.
However, because he did not know the existence of the Mother of Black Goats, Herabergen was thinking of the one outside the earth.
What plans does the Lord have?
Herabergen couldn't help but have such a guess.
After this little episode, Rosen naturally didn't forget why he was looking for Herabergen, so he smiled and asked:
"Mr. Herabergen, I've long heard of your erudition in the field of mysticism. It just so happens that I'm also very interested in this area. Could you please give me a lesson when you're free in the future?"
Herabergen was visibly surprised by Rosen's request. He hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm very pleased to have your approval, Your Excellency Rosen. However, the task of teaching the Sons of God is currently in the charge of Sasriel. I'm afraid I can't..."
"We can go to Sasriel now and get his approval." Rosen interrupted Herabergen's refusal and said with a smile.
This made Herabergen pause for a moment, then he nodded, his smile as kind as ever: "Since Mr. Rosen insists, I certainly have no objection."
Chapter 36: Sasriel is always soft-hearted
It was no secret that Sasriel was the incarnation of the sun god, so Herabergen naturally knew that the opinions of this deputy king of heaven were sometimes equivalent to those of the sun god.
So if Sasriel agreed, Herabergen really wouldn't mind teaching Rosen - he was also full of curiosity about this mysterious Son of God.
Each path has its own characteristics, and the characteristic of the knowledge path is undoubtedly the desire and curiosity to explore the unknown. As the angel king of the knowledge path, Herabergen is naturally no exception in this regard.
"I want to go too!" Amon interrupted. He has always been unwilling to fall behind Rosen. How could he let Rosen monopolize an angel of wisdom to give him extra lessons?
If he couldn't attend the class, Rosen would definitely laugh at him for being illiterate.
Amon gnashed his teeth and thought, "He" who already knew someone very well suddenly thought of something and glared at Rosen unhappily.
"What's the matter, Princess? I didn't say you are not allowed to take extra classes with me." Rosen was not angry, but just said with a smile.
"Don't call me princess!" Amon of today was clearly not as shameless as his descendants, capable of single-handedly depicting the love-hate relationship of an entire family. He gritted his teeth and said in a harsh tone, "If you hadn't suppressed my abilities, how could I have been discovered?"
The reference here is naturally to Amon's recent attempt to steal Herabergen's beard.
Rosen also heard this and smiled, "Don't be too confident, and don't underestimate others. You're just a cub, how can you be sure that you can defeat a battle-hardened cherubim?"
Amon in later generations might be able to do it, but can Amon, who is still a cub now, really do it?
Rosen is skeptical.
Amon choked, seemed a little angry, but seemed to have nothing to say. In the end, he could only turn his head away angrily and stopped talking.
Rosen didn't care about it. Under such circumstances, they found Sasriel in a corner of the banquet hall, staring blankly at the sky outside the window.
"Sasriel, are you looking at the moon?" Rosen greeted Sasriel enthusiastically.
"...Just thinking about something insignificant." Sasriel shook his head. Noticing the large group behind Rosen, he hesitated before speaking, "What happened?"
As he spoke, Sasriel, who had just been sitting, stood up, looking like he was ready to clean up the mess at any time.
"It's like this. Amon and I both want to learn mystical knowledge from Herabergen, so we want to ask for your consent, is that okay?" Rosen didn't keep the secret. He pulled Amon over and put on a skilled, pitiful expression on his face, and said.
Sasriel was stunned for a moment, then seemed to be relieved. His gaze fell on Rosen and Amon who were pretending to be pitiful. Even though he knew that the two cubs were just pretending, he couldn't help but feel soft-hearted at this moment.
Sasriel hesitated for a moment before looking up at Herabogen and asking, "Herabogen, are you willing to teach them?"
Sasriel knew very well that since the Lord no longer restricted Rosen's contact with the Angel Kings, he probably would not object to this matter.
In other words, opposition is actually useless. After all, Rosen has proved with facts that as long as he wants, he can contact anyone he wants to contact, even if not in this time and space, he can go to other time and space.
"I am happy to teach them, Lord Sasriel." Herabergen certainly would not refuse and said with a smile.
"Okay, then starting tomorrow, if you're free, come here and give them some extra lessons!" Sasriel wasn't surprised. He then looked at the two cubs, rubbed their heads, and said:
"Herabergen is not like me. He is more knowledgeable and stricter than me. I hope that when the time comes, you won't tell me that you want to drop out."
Herabergen heard this and smiled without saying anything.
He might be considered a very easygoing person in other areas, but in the field of knowledge he is indeed old-fashioned and strict.
"It's okay. I love studying." Rosen said with a smile, looking like a good student. He glanced at Amon and said, "Someone can choose to skip class."
"Who would skip classes?" Amon was unhappy. Although he was not so fond of studying, he liked to study and was determined to surpass Rosen. How could he skip classes?
Sasriel was used to their bickering. He simply looked at Adam, who had appeared out of nowhere, and said gently, "Adam, please keep an eye on them. I don't want to hear about the classroom collapsing."
"I'll try my best to keep an eye on them." Adam nodded, thought for a moment, and added, "Actually, they know their limits. In most cases, as long as there's no third party involved, nothing serious will happen."
The third Red Angel, Medici, curled his lips upon hearing this and suddenly said, "Boys, don't forget there's still actual combat training. I'm really looking forward to seeing how good you are."
"You don't even want to act anymore, you just want to beat us up?" Rosen glanced at him and said.
"Do I need to hide this matter from you?" Medici showed a surprised expression.
Amon, for once, remained silent, but with a gloomy expression he stroked his newly grown hair.
Adam smiled helplessly and shook his head.
Sasriel laughed at the noisy appearance of the children. Although he often felt helpless, he admitted that he liked his current life very much.
"They seem to be chatting lively. Do you want to come over?" In the other corner of the banquet hall, Leodro looked at the people gathered not far away, then glanced at Osekus next to him and suddenly asked.
"Leodro, if you want to join in the fun, there's really no need to provoke me here." Osekus said with a smile. His eyes fell on Rosen not far away, but quickly moved away and then sighed.
He didn't know why, but he always felt a little nervous when facing Rosen, especially after the other party showed his ability to control plants.
"This is not like you." Leodro looked at Osekus doubtfully. Given the other party's usual personality, he should have moved closer long ago.
"...Maybe it was that unusual appearance just now that left a bit of a shock on me, making me a bit reluctant to interact with them." Osekus shook his head, suppressing his inexplicable panic. He picked up his glass and said, "Let's go and see what they're talking about."
Leodro glanced at Him and said nothing more. He also walked towards Rosen and others with a glass of wine in his hand.
When he listened closer, Leodro discovered that they were talking about some past events of the Second Age, or gossip.
After finalizing the business, Rosen, curious about the Second Era, began to inquire about past events. He pinched his chin and asked, "So, are the Elf King and the Elf Queen truly in love?"
Chapter 37: The Expectation and Vigilance of the Sun God
"I don't know if they can be considered as true love in the secular world, but their relationship is indeed very good, which is rare among the ancient gods." Sasriel said with a smile. The former Elf King and Elf Queen were their enemies, but that didn't mean he would slander them.
"Indeed." Rosen nodded in approval, thinking of the virtues of other ancient gods described in the original book. Then, naturally, he noticed the two angel kings approaching and greeted them with a smile, "Osekus! Leodro! Are you here to listen to the gossip too?"
"What a straightforward statement! Little guy, I like you a little bit." Leodero smiled heartily and naturally integrated into the crowd.
"It's because you all gathered together that it seems like the two of us who are somewhere else are a bit out of place." Osekus said with a smile. There was no real complaint in his tone, but it was obviously a teasing.
"We're not stopping you from joining us!" Rosen said with a smile, "Then welcome to join our loving family. Do you have a story?"
"Uh..." Leodro scratched his head before saying, "I really don't have a story. Can't I join you if I don't have a story?"
"Of course not!" Rosen shook his head, looked around, and suddenly said thoughtfully: "Speaking of which, are we considered to be isolating Father now?"
As soon as these words were spoken, there was silence for a few seconds.
"The Lord won't mind this kind of thing." In this awkward silence, Sasriel spoke first.
His words immediately eased the atmosphere a lot.
Rosen confidently said, "He may not care, but we cannot truly isolate Him. Protecting the lonely old Sun God is everyone's responsibility!"
"...What do you want to do now?" Medici tried hard not to laugh. He covered the lower half of his face with the cup before asking.
"Why do you look so alert? I don't always want to see others make a fool of themselves." Rosen glanced at Medici and said dissatisfiedly.
"So you admit that you just wanted to make fun of the Lord before, right?" Medici seized the loophole in his words and said.
"Guess!" Rosen certainly wouldn't admit it. He looked around and found that the Sun God had left the banquet hall at some point. He immediately said, "Hey, where's my dad?"
"The Lord went to the garden not long ago." As a qualified deputy king of heaven, Sasriel was obviously paying attention to the movements of the Sun God.
"Then let's go find Him!" Rosen immediately suggested. "Father is one of the main guests at the banquet today. This party can't be without Him!"
The angels looked at each other, and although we were all a little confused, we could see that we were moved.
At this moment, a helpless voice sounded:
"Don't look for me anymore, I'm back."
Although they were indeed in the garden, the Sun God, who had actually been paying attention to the developments in the banquet hall, appeared in front of everyone. His expression seemed a little helpless, and his gaze passed over everyone, pausing for a moment on Rosen, and finally stopping above Amon's head.
The sun god said, "Amon, can you give me this wreath?"
Although the question was directed at Amon, the Sun God glanced in Rosen's direction while speaking.
"Of course, father." Amon was obviously still very well-behaved in front of the sun god. He nodded and reached out to take off the wreath on his head. This time the thorns did not pierce his hand again.
Rosen watched the scene with a smile and did not stop it, obviously agreeing with it.
"Thank you." The Sun God took the wreath, rubbed Amon's head, and looked at Rosen again. After a long pause, he said, "They all like you very much."
"I like them too." Rosen said with a smile.
The Sun God remained silent. He simply said, "I just hope my decision is not wrong."
There were many reasons why He held this banquet. He knew the bad things that would happen in the future and saw Rosen's good intentions, so he wanted to use His ability to change something. He knew that he could not stop Rosen from contacting other people, so he simply controlled everything within His own control. Because of Sasriel's persuasion, He wanted to see what Rosen was like. He also believed in the ability of the King of Angels.
The Sun God admitted that he was still extremely wary of the child in front of him. This wariness did not weaken as time went by, but instead deepened.
But perhaps because of that distorted emotion, or because of Sasriel's persuasion, or because of the desire for a power that could change the situation, the Sun God also had a hope in his heart, hoping that the person in front of him was really a good child as Sasriel said.
Are you what I expected you to be? Or are you just poison wrapped in honey?
The sun god lowered his eyes, holding the wreath of thorns in his hand, and said nothing, only sighing deeply.
I hope you do.
But I must warn you that this is not the case.
…
After the banquet, the angel kings naturally began to busy themselves with their own affairs. In this era when order was just being established and everything was in ruins, most people were very busy. Only Medici was a little idle, after all, there was no war at the moment.
But there is always time, so Herabergen can still spare enough time to teach the Sons of God.
As Sasriel once said, although this Cherubim is usually amiable, he becomes completely different when actually teaching, becoming strict and old-fashioned. He also likes rote learning, and the main idea is to keep learning as long as you are not dead.
When Klein's consciousness returned to this era, he was shocked to see Rosen frowning as he worked on a problem. To his left was an exercise book about half a meter high, and to his right were piles of books.
What is going on? Is this a college entrance examination preparation site?
Although Rosen was studying when he came here before, it was obviously not like this!
"You're here." Rosen raised his head and gave a smile that said "You're finally here" to the cotton doll he had placed on the desk early.
"Are you... okay?" Klein couldn't help but move back.
"I'm fine, but you'll be fine soon." Rosen grabbed Mr. Fool, who was trying to escape, and said with a terrifying smile, "Do you see these exercises next to you?"
"…Yeah." Klein nodded with difficulty.
"Our task is to finish writing them tonight. Herabergen will come to check them tomorrow morning. If the accuracy rate does not reach 60%, we can get the title of mentally retarded for free." Rosen said with a smile.
"...Isn't this a bit too much?" Klein was stunned. Although he did intend to study mysticism diligently, shouldn't a beginner start with the basics? Why did they just start cramming?
Chapter 38 Let Xiao Zhou find the truth
"Not much, this is already half of what I've done!" Rosen laughed, then gave a thumbs up and said with a bright smile: "Boy, this is the efficiency of an angel!"
"Rosen, do you want to see your brother as a psychiatrist?" Klein felt that the man in front of him was a little crazy.
He was a little scared.
"I'm not crazy, I'm just a little overexcited. I've absorbed too much knowledge in a short period of time." Rosen shook his head, then put down the cotton doll and patted his face. Only then did he finally wake up from the overload and said in a normal tone:
"And what I just said wasn't entirely a joke. Although you don't have to do these exercises now, you should at least go through them with me. You'll need to fully master these knowledge points in the future."
Rosen suddenly thought of something and took out a thick booklet, handing it to Klein.
Klein took it, confused. After opening it, he discovered that it seemed to be a catalog. The entire book contained at least seven or eight hundred titles, if not a thousand.
"This is the list of must-learn books for novice Beyonders. You should familiarize yourself with it in advance and be mentally prepared. You must memorize all the contents of these books." Rosen smiled brightly.
"Pah—"
The booklet fell to the ground, and Klein showed a dazed expression.
He originally thought that the half-meter-high exercises next to Rosen were scary enough, but he didn't expect that there was actually a master.
"I... although I'm not opposed to learning, I'm really just an ordinary person and I might not have such a good memory." Klein swallowed. He had thought that learning extraordinary knowledge might be a difficult process, but he really didn't expect it to start so explosively.
"Poor little thing." Rosen shook his head, then suddenly pulled out two books from the pile and placed them in front of Klein. He smiled and said, "Just kidding. Although you do need to learn everything in that catalog if you want to become a professional occult expert, you're still just a complete newbie. Just finish these two books."
Klein breathed a sigh of relief.
Klein narrowed his eyes and looked at Rosen. He said with some helplessness and gritted teeth, "When will you stop having such a bad taste?"
"I'm almost buried in books, and you still won't let me have some fun?" Rosen said confidently, not feeling guilty at all. Then he thought of something and asked, "Have you gained anything during this period?"
What is referred to here is naturally Klein's search for extraordinary people and verification of extraordinary existence in his own era.
Klein's expression suddenly became subtle. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "I don't know if this counts as a gain. I've recently investigated many incidents suspected of involving Extraordinary elements and have come into contact with many occult enthusiasts, but I haven't yet discovered any true Extraordinary beings. These occult enthusiasts I've come into contact with have invited me to join some of their organizations, or rather, groups, and I'm currently considering it."
"What organization?" Rosen suddenly became interested and asked.
"They're all some weird organizations. For example, there's one called the Assassin's Order. Honestly, I suspect it's actually a two-dimensional group, and the assassins..." Klein's expression became even weirder when he said this. After all, he had already learned the basic information about the 22 Divine Paths from Rosen and knew how tricky the Assassin's Path was.
When Rosen heard this, he immediately thought of Mr. Fool's experience as an assassin in a certain dream of the Heavenly Lord. His expression suddenly became subtle, and he couldn't help but teasingly said, "You're not tempted, are you?"
"How is that possible! Not to mention that this is most likely a 2D group, even if it wasn't, I wouldn't be an assassin!" Klein immediately retorted. He didn't have any interest in becoming a witch in the future.
"But this is because you already know from me that the assassin's path is followed by a witch. If you didn't know..." Rosen raised his eyebrows here and didn't continue, but the unfinished words were already obvious.
Klein choked, but found himself unable to refute it. Because if he didn't consider how bad the subsequent situation would be, the name of assassin alone did attract him.
After all, Klein has a kind heart.
But he definitely couldn't say this directly, as Rosen would surely laugh at him. So Klein immediately changed the subject, "Besides the Assassin's Guild, there are also the Fortune Teller's Club and the Fortune Teller's Club..."
He listed the names of all the organizations that had invited him, and finally said, "To be honest, I feel like most of these organizations are probably just 2D enthusiasts, occult enthusiasts, and scammers."
It was clear that Klein had no expectations of finding the real deal in these organizations.
Rosen caught the key words and asked, "Do you know anything about that transfer society?"
"The Fortune Changer Society?" Klein was stunned for a moment, then suddenly perked up as he realized something. After a few seconds of recollection, he said, "The gentleman who invited me to join told me that the Fortune Changer Society seems to believe in something called the Heavenly Venerable Fusheng Xuanhuang. They believe that the Heavenly Venerable controls the fortunes of all beings, and that praying to the Heavenly Venerable can bring good luck."
As soon as he finished speaking, Klein noticed that Rosen's expression became very subtle, which made him immediately nervous. He asked, "Is there a problem?"
This is a huge problem. You actually found the real thing!
What a sign of destiny!
Rosen couldn't help but complain in his heart. He didn't actually have any high expectations for whether Klein could find the Beyonder in the old days. He was just adhering to the principle of gradual progress to guide him to discover the truth of time travel.
But Rosen really didn't expect that Klein could actually directly find a small sect that believed in Tianzun. The probability of encountering such a sect was very small.
You must know that before the end of the world, although Tianzun had a certain influence in the present world, Tianzun at this period was in Schrödinger's state after all, and what he could do was limited. He also focused most of his energy on arranging his resurrection. It is conceivable that there were not many people who believed in Tianzun in the old days, even if there were any.
And with just that few people, Klein actually found them.
I can only say, Mr. Fool, this is so terrifying!
At this point, Rosen thought for a moment and said with a serious expression, "I don't know if it's just one person, but there is also a Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun in this world."
Klein's breathing paused for a moment. He tried to calm himself, forced a smile, and said, "Isn't this a Western style here? How come there's a deity like Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun?"
This style doesn't match!
It sounds like a family of brothers. The eldest is called Daming, the second is Erming, the third is Sanming, and it seems weird that the fourth is called William Beckham!
Chapter 39 Rosen Wants to Go Back to the Old Times
"So Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun has another name here, called the Lord of Mysteries." Hearing this, Rosen did not keep it a secret and explained with a smile.
Unlike the Outer Gods, the existence of the Lord of Mysteries itself is actually uncontaminated, as long as the concepts of the starry sky and the Outer Gods are not further introduced.
After a pause, Rosen looked up at Klein and said, "This god has long since fallen. I only learned of his existence through some secret channels. Incidentally, he has close ties with the three paths of fortune-tellers, thieves, and apprentices."
At this moment, Klein thought of the Fool card he had drawn. His mind buzzed with thoughts, and he finally said, "You once said that I have a strong connection with the path of fortune-tellers. So now I've met a believer of a god related to fortune-tellers, so..."
Klein's voice was dry, but he still forced himself to say, "This is most likely the future."
The same god, the same fate. Klein could choose to escape reality, deny it all, or argue that it was just a pure coincidence, but Klein knew better that quibbling was useless, escaping was useless, and denying was useless.
The fact today is that Rosen's era is indeed very likely to be the future of his era.
Even though this fact is not 100% certain, it is already 70% to 80% likely.
Rosen looked at him quietly, waiting for Klein to calm down. He hadn't originally planned to reveal the truth so early, but Klein was just too lucky.
The other party is about to contact the believers of Tianzun, and Rosen can't pretend to know nothing.
Klein didn't let his emotions get out of control for too long. After all, although the truth of the other world was hard to accept, Klein didn't know the truth about the apocalypse yet. So he quickly calmed down and said doubtfully:
"If all this is true, then what on earth has happened to our world to become what it is now?"
"Perhaps it's just a simple change in the world, or perhaps..." Rosen lowered his eyes and said, "It's because he experienced some irresistible disaster."
He was naturally taking precautions against the truth of the end of the world.
Klein couldn't help but clench his fists. He certainly hoped the truth was the former, but he couldn't ignore the existence of the latter.
But Klein couldn't help but feel a little confused at this moment. For an 18-year-old college student, all of this was too much of a shock. Klein couldn't help but look at Rosen for help and asked, "What should I do?"
Rosen sighed. His voice was unusually calm and reassuring. "First, until we truly find the Beyonder, nothing can be completely confirmed. Don't panic."
"Secondly, you can try to join the Transfer Society and see if you can find a true Beyonder there. If you can, then perhaps you can use their channels to obtain the necessary materials to prepare the potion formula."
"This way, you can try to become a Beyonder. Even if something does happen, at least you won't be helpless." Rosen paused here, thinking of something. He hesitated for a moment before saying:
"Third, I've actually been researching something recently."
"What's the matter?" Klein asked subconsciously.
Rosen casually put the half-finished exercises aside and said, "Since your consciousness can use the cotton doll to travel to this era, can my consciousness use it to travel to your era?"
"Huh?" Klein was stunned for a moment. Then his eyes lit up and he said, "Is it okay?"
Compared to him, a pure newbie Beyonder, a big shot like Rosen can obviously do more.
Rosen glanced at him and suddenly said with a smile, "Aren't you afraid that my consciousness will take over your body after arriving in your era?"
"I don't think you would do that. Besides, I'm just an ordinary person. Honestly, why would you want to possess my body?" Klein spread his hands. He really didn't think his body was so valuable that someone would want to possess it.
"To be frank, indeed." Rosen nodded in agreement. Even if the Celestial Lord wanted to use Mr. Fool as a resurrection vessel, that was based on the premise that Mr. Fool had at least become an angel. If Klein were truly an ordinary person, the Celestial Lord probably wouldn't even look at him.
Rosen then reached out and poked the cotton doll's shoulder, saying with a smile, "Compared to taking over your body, other methods are more reliable."
Ever since he discovered that he was suspected to be extraordinary, Rosen had been studying his own abilities and tinkering with the surrounding things. And he had gained a lot from all this.
Although Rosen has not yet figured out how to open the second door with the keychain that can truly allow him to travel through time and space, he did make some progress on the cotton doll.
…
Zhou Mingrui woke up again in his dormitory bed.
This time, because he returned early before his spiritual energy was exhausted, Zhou Mingrui did not feel particularly headache. He just took out his mobile phone, opened the shopping app, and started placing an order with a subtle expression.
The content of his order this time was simple: some props for making handmade cotton dolls and plant seeds.
So in the following week, Zhou Mingrui's roommates were surprised to find that Zhou Mingrui was trying to make his own cotton dolls for some unknown reason.
That would be fine, as making things by hand is not a particularly niche hobby. However, Zhou Mingrui's craftsmanship is terrible. He sewed a doll according to the tutorial but it looked like an alien.
"Xiao Zhou, if you really like cotton dolls, why don't we spend money to buy them?" L, a roommate who couldn't stand it any longer, suggested tactfully.
"Is this in the style of some horror movie?" Roommate M looked thoughtfully at the doll that was almost finished in Zhou Mingrui's hands.
Zhou Mingrui: ...
He didn't expect that he was so clumsy. He really just used his brain to do it, but he made a mess of it as soon as he started.
I hope Rosen doesn't mind... Zhou Mingrui thought with a guilty conscience. He certainly didn't make cotton dolls because he suddenly developed a new hobby. He was simply following Rosen's instructions to make a carrier of his consciousness.
This is Rosen's latest research result. Zhou Mingrui is not sure about the specific principle. Anyway, according to Rosen, as long as the corresponding dolls are made according to a specific method and the ceremony is arranged, he can try to use the cotton dolls as a medium to let some consciousness come into this era.
Moreover, this cotton doll must be made by Zhou Mingrui himself. It is part of the ritual and may be related to the cotton doll that he usually possesses.
But before actually starting, Zhou Mingrui really didn't expect that the biggest problem preventing him from completing the ritual was not the extremely complicated steps, but the process of making the cotton doll.
Chapter 40 Rosen's First Arrival in the Old Times
Looking at the cotton doll in his hand, which could barely be seen in human shape, Zhou Mingrui took a deep breath again, but still couldn't help but look up at the sky.
He really didn't mean to be so ugly.
Unfortunately, he had no talent for manual work. Even though Zhou Mingrui had tried very hard to make adjustments in the following days, the final result was still unsatisfactory.
Fortunately, although the cotton doll was made terribly, Zhou Mingrui was very talented in mystical rituals, and he was able to do it quite well after several advance practices.
So on a moonlit night, Zhou Mingrui found an excuse to stay overnight and went to a park. He found a quiet corner where no one was around, arranged the ceremony step by step, and then recited in a low voice:
"The Lord of Life and Love;
You are the protector of fairy tales and dreams;
You are the first child, the father of all things."
"I pray to you, pray that you will come here."
As soon as Zhou Mingrui finished speaking, an invisible wind blew up the fallen leaves, as if some great consciousness had really descended at this moment. Then there seemed to be a flash of light, which disappeared in a very short time.
Zhou Mingrui's breathing became rapid at this moment. He stared at the cotton doll on the ground, but found that the cotton doll was motionless.
"Failed?" Zhou Mingrui waited for a while, and seeing that the cotton doll still didn't move, he couldn't help but feel disappointed. At this moment, he saw the cotton doll blink and greet him:
"Hello, Xiao Zhou!"
Zhou Mingrui:!!!
After a brief moment of surprise, Zhou Mingrui realized that someone had done this on purpose. He couldn't help but say with a mixture of anger and amusement, "Can't you be more serious?"
"I'm just learning from you."
Rosen, whose consciousness had successfully attached itself to the cotton doll, spoke with a smile while looking at Zhou Mingrui in front of him.
The young man in front of him was obviously a normal human being, not the cotton doll form he was familiar with. Rosen then looked up at the sky. The bright moon in the sky showed the difference between the two eras.
It's been a long time since I saw the silvery moon.
Although this is not the one he is familiar with, it doesn't matter, he can eat the meal replacement.
Rosen thought carelessly, but felt relieved in his heart.
Although he has a certain degree of confidence, Rosen can't really say whether it will work until it is truly successful.
But... "As expected, all other peripheral abilities are no longer usable, only Peter Pan's ability is still online, and..." Rosen felt his current situation, and his eyes fell on the surrounding flowers and plants, confirming that some of his talents were still there.
Obviously, using cotton dolls to travel through consciousness is not without flaws. Compared with key chains that allow people to travel through time directly, using cotton dolls to travel through consciousness has great limitations.
But it was good enough to be able to cross successfully. Rosen was not that picky. He was about to test his ability to control plants, but he was stunned as soon as he raised his hand.
Rosen withdrew his raised hand and looked at his arm silently. The horrible stitches and crooked fingers almost silently revealed something.
Rosen: ...
I almost forgot, Mr. Fool is a clumsy guy.
"Hey, Rosen, are you okay?" Zhou Mingrui was obviously a little embarrassed. He coughed lightly and spoke.
"Rosen is bad because he is dead and ugly. I am the Angel of Life now." Rosen said expressionlessly.
"I'm sorry, I really tried my best." Zhou Mingrui was still a shy student after all, so he spoke.
"I know you tried your best. If it wasn't for the fact that only you made it yourself to meet the requirements... Alas!" Rosen sighed. He certainly knew that Xiao Zhou tried his best, but this was a bit too shabby.
Forget it, he can't see what I look like now anyway, so I'll just bear with it!
Thinking of this, Rosen was no longer in the mood to test his ability to control plants. He simply waved at Zhou Mingrui and said, "Why are you standing there? Do you expect me to climb up by myself?"
"Oh, right here!" Zhou Mingrui immediately squatted down, carefully picked up Rosen, and said, "What are we going to do next?"
"Go back to your hotel and share some information first." Rosen glanced at him and said slowly, "Are the divination tools I asked you to prepare ready?"
"I've prepared it a long time ago." Zhou Mingrui nodded and asked curiously, "Can divination really be done?"
He knew that Rosen intended to use divination to obtain some information, such as the whereabouts of the extraordinary people in this world, and the reasons for future changes.
"Others certainly can't do it, but I can try." Rosen said calmly. It is certainly difficult for normal people to know the future doomsday through divination, but he didn't really expect to rely on divination. He just wanted to find a suitable reason to reveal the information.
After laying the groundwork for so long, it's time to let Zhou Mingrui know the truth about the destruction of part of the old civilization.
When Zhou Mingrui heard this, although he didn't quite understand, he still chose to believe the other party.
The two quickly returned to the hotel where Zhou Mingrui was temporarily staying. After confirming that there were no cameras in the hotel room, Rosen picked up the divination supplies prepared by Zhou Mingrui and began to do divination.
The content of his first divination was the whereabouts of the extraordinary people in this world. It was a very general divination. If it were an ordinary fortune teller, it would most likely fail, but Rosen actually got some results and saw some images.
One of the pictures clearly points to the transfer meeting mentioned by Zhou Mingrui.
Apparently, there are indeed extraordinary people in a small sect that believes in Tianzun, but their sequence is probably not very high.
"Are there any results from the divination?" Zhou Mingrui couldn't help but ask, feeling a little curious and a little nervous.
Although at this point he has basically confirmed that the two worlds are just different eras of one world, he still can't help but want to make a final struggle.
"The divination results indicate that there are Beyonders in the Fortune Transfer Association." Rosen looked up at him, ruthlessly shattering his last hope, and said:
"I'm sorry, and it's a pity. Both the fact that the divination is indeed effective and the existence of Beyonders show that we live in the same world, just at a different time."
It was hard for Zhou Mingrui to tell what kind of mood he was in at that moment. He just sat down somewhat dejectedly and couldn't help but sigh.
But since this was already a sure thing, Zhou Mingrui didn't feel lost for too long. He quickly regained his spirits and looked at Rosen and asked, "Can you confirm why the future will become like your era?"
"I'll give it a try, maybe it can give me some clues." Rosen nodded and started to do divination again. He was not acting, but really planned to do some divination first to see if he could get any inspiration.
After all, the result of the divination just now was beyond his expectations, which made Rosen extremely interested in it.