Chapter 122: The King of Anomalies, the Son of Two Faces, the Power of Reversal, the Infinite Steel Feathers (4K)

In the dark and gloomy room, there was only a huge rectangular stone table standing in it.

The stone table looked extremely old, with traces of oxidation and wear everywhere, as if it had been baptized by countless years and finally looked like this.

Three candles were neatly placed on the stone table, burning quietly, providing the only light source in the dark room.

Nine high-backed stone chairs of the same old style were placed around the stone table.

At this time, there were four figures wearing cloaks and hoods, with the upper half of their faces covered by shadows, and only the lower half of their faces could be seen, sitting on different stone chairs.

"... I say, do we have to meet here?"

"It's the 267th year of the New Era. Can you stop doing this cult? There have been fewer and fewer believers joining the cult over the years. Don't you want to find out the reason?"

One of them said helplessly.

As she said that, she directly lifted the hood on her head back, revealing a beautiful and mature face.

"...Aqin, everything related to the ritual is decided by the headquarters, and we have no right to change it."

A gentle male voice came from beside her, and Aqin curled her lips:

"Is a daily gathering also considered part of the ritual? Then are there any rules and regulations restricting my peeing?"

The man next to her smiled and said in the same tone: "In theory, yes."

"Your Majesty, the Lord of Thousands of Reds and Ten Thousands of Flowers, is the origin of all flowers, plants and trees. We, the people blessed by God, have body fluids that affect flowers and plants..."

He was interrupted by Aqin before he finished.

"Enough... How can you say such things without changing your expression? If you let others know, you will be sued for sexual harassment."

Aqin covered her face as if she couldn't stand it.

The man's tone remained unchanged, and he said gently: "I didn't mean that. I was just telling you the facts."

Aqin ignored him and turned to look at the person in the opposite chair:

"Professor, where is your precious student? Why didn't you bring him here today?"

The professor with long vine-like hair leaned forward slightly, and the shadow on her face faded, revealing the true face of an ordinary middle-aged woman.

"Her mortal relatives have come to Fengcheng." The professor said calmly.

The beautiful woman named Aqin looked at her meaningfully and smiled:

"It seems that you really value that student...Okay, it's this time, and no one else should come. What's the matter with calling us this time? Tell us."

The professor nodded and said:

"Then I will convey the message from the headquarters."

Her face showed piety.

"Seven days ago, the Lord of Thousand Reds and Ten Thousand Colors sent down a 'flower' engraved with an oracle in the temple."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked and their eyes widened.

Aqin slammed the table and shouted in disbelief:

"Flower of oracle!? Are you sure it's not the kind of mysterious and confusing 'Yuzi Dream Media', but a 'flower' with a physical body?"

She couldn't help but be shocked.

In the circle of heterotheism, there are some recognized truths and common sense.

Gods - whether dead or alive, cannot directly interfere with the world.

They are beyond the 'string', indescribable existence, and their 'personality' makes their existence form transcend the scope of human cognition.

If you insist on understanding, you can regard them as existence similar to 'high-dimensional creatures'.

There was once a researcher who used a simple example to roughly explain why gods cannot directly interfere with the world.

If gods are regarded as people, then the world is a book for them.

The existence in the book cannot be recognized by ‘people’.

Although people can tear up the book directly, they cannot do anything to the existence in the book - unless they are the author of the book.

In addition, there is a prerequisite for wanting to tear up the book - you must first defeat the author of the book.

So, since the alien gods cannot interfere with the present world, why do the existence of the recipients with the power of alien gods appear in the present world?

Because the author of the book is dead, the copyright of the book has become ownerless.

Therefore, ‘people’ can scribble on the book and start writing fan fiction.

And a good book has a complete logical chain and world view - writing fan fiction must also follow the basic law and cannot be written randomly.

Therefore, the alien gods cannot do whatever they want to the present world, and can only use the way of ‘conforming to the logical chain and world view of this world’ to exert influence on the present world.

After God died, the world collided with the other world, and the two worlds overlapped, causing flaws in the originally perfect logical chain and worldview. It was much easier for the alien gods to write fan fiction. They did not have to strictly follow the original framework, but could add some of their own characteristics to the book.

Therefore, the recipients appeared, and the power of the alien gods could be used in the world.

However, the appearance of the recipients was only the "indirect interference" of the alien gods in the world. To this day, there is still no record of alien gods directly descending miracles and bestowing divine objects in history.

Even the "oracle" given to believers was in a vague and mysterious way, and there had never been a very direct communication.

But now, the Lord of Thousand Reds and Ten Thousand Colors actually gave a flower...

If this is true, then the flower itself is no longer important, and the significance of this incident is the most important.

This means that since the new era, the alien god has appeared for the first time to "directly interfere with the world"!

"So! What is the oracle on the flower?"

Aqin asked anxiously.

The professor glanced at her and said:

"The headquarters has been deciphering it for seven days and barely translated it into roughly understandable text."

"- South of the starry blade, there is a king of anomalies, a son of two faces, with the ability to reverse, and endless steel feathers, and the power to kill them all, is there no evening bell ringing-"

After the professor finished speaking, countless question marks appeared on the foreheads of several people present.

"This... I seem to know every word."

The man next to Aqin spoke with a difficult tone.

"As expected of His Majesty, the oracle you passed on is profound and unfathomable, and it is really difficult to understand."

The professor nodded calmly: "Anyway, this is the case... Because the oracle clearly represents the meaning of 'South', the branches in the south have received orders to investigate the details of the oracle."

"I have conveyed the order, so let's disband... Aqin, you stay for a while."

After the others left, the professor came to Aqin's side and whispered a few words in her ear.

"Ah? You want me to play the good guy?" Aqin scratched her cheek in distress.

...

In a restaurant with a fashionable and fresh decoration style, Xue Jing and his sister Xue Wan sat opposite each other.

"Oh~ Those two people are on the news."

Xue Wan stuffed a piece of sweet and sour pork into her mouth and laughed at the phone.

She turned the phone over and said to Xue Jing who was sitting opposite:

"Look!"

Xue Jing chewed the food in his mouth and looked up.

There was a news on the phone, published 3 minutes ago.

[Shocked, U19 contestants actually did this in public——]

The cover photo is the two teenagers in the port waiting hall, lying on the ground, hugging each other and unconscious.

I don’t know if it’s the posture of the two people, or the angle of the photographer’s shooting is too tricky, but the photo shows that the two have a very good relationship and are sleeping peacefully hugging each other.

Fortunately, the text page below is not made up, and it honestly explains why the two are like this.

First, the resumes of the two young geniuses are introduced, and the old grudges between the two are told. Then, they accidentally collided at the dock today, the cause and process of the fight, and were finally defeated by another mysterious young strongman...

Although it was only a few minutes, there were already many rotten remarks such as "suggest to lock it up", "good to fight", "I have been fighting them for a long time"...

At this moment, Xue Jing rarely felt a little guilty about others.

He could already imagine that no matter how the two denied it in the future, they would be constantly teased by a group of people who liked to make trouble, and the CP label on them would become deeper and deeper...

"What a sin..." Xue Jing sighed slightly.

"Strange, your photo was not included in this news." Xue Wan took back his phone, puzzled.

Although he didn't know much about the news industry, he also understood how important a good-looking person was in attracting traffic.

Even if it was just an unrelated passerby, as long as he was good-looking and accidentally photographed by the camera, he might be on the hot search.

What's more, Xue Jing defeated two young geniuses who were already quite popular...

Even as an older sister, she felt that her brother was so good-looking. This appearance plus his performance as the protagonist of the incident, as long as it was on the news, it would definitely be a killer to attract traffic.

How could these reporters let it go?

"Did I misunderstand the average moral standards of the news industry? Are there really reporters who would let go of this explosive point because of personal moral quality or portrait rights?"

Xue Wan fell into deep thought.

However, she quickly put this insignificant question behind her and turned to look at the cat squatting on the table next to her, chewing on a steak.

The cat popped out its paws and picked up a piece of beef that Xue Jing had cut for it. After blowing on it twice, it put it in its mouth and chewed it, squinting its eyes slightly, as if enjoying the delicious food.

"... Xiao Fengwan is amazing. I have never seen such a spiritual cat."

Xue Wan was a little surprised.

"Is it okay for it to eat this? The seasonings on it are all added according to the standards for human consumption. Isn't it bad for its body?"

Xue Jing took a sip of the canned Coke and said casually:

"Don't worry, it has always eaten the same as me, and there has been no problem. Its bowel movements and urination are all normal-"

"Scare!!!"

The cat's face showed a very anthropomorphic look of shame and anger, and it made a threatening "scare" sound, its hair stood up, and it popped out its paws and hit his wrist.

There was a slight pain, and several white marks appeared on the skin. Xue Jing smiled and reached out to rub her cat face as if to comfort her.

"Anyway, it's okay."

Xue Wan shook her head repeatedly: "No, no, why does it feel like it even has a sense of shame? This is too abnormal."

She looked at the cat with suspicion: "This cat...can't it be the product of some crazy scientist's experiment, putting a human brain into a cat or something like that."

Xue Jing was stunned.

This is also a very realistic idea. Why didn't he think about this when he met the cat?

"Meow~"

The cat walked in front of Xue Wan, squatted down, and meowed very tightly.

Xue Wan was silent for a while, then reached out and held it in his arms, rubbing his face constantly, with an intoxicated look on his face.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter what, as long as it's cute, ah, my little Feng Wan, how can you be so cute, mom loves you..."

Maomao was rubbed, and glanced at Xue Jing with a proud look from the corner of his eyes.

Xue Jing pinched his chin and smiled without saying anything.

...

After dinner, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

Sister Xue Wan lived in the university dormitory, and the curfew time was about to expire, so Xue Jing planned to say goodbye to his sister temporarily, take Maomao to visit Fengcheng, and meet the agent arranged by Wu Youqing for him.

But Xue Wan was very reluctant to say that she didn't want to be separated from Maomao, and wanted to take it back to the university dormitory.

He used his eyes to ask for Maomao's opinion, and after getting a reply that it was no problem, Xue Jing also agreed.

He hailed a taxi at the door, and after watching Xue Wan and Maomao get in the car, Xue Jing stood alone on the street with a trolley suitcase.

He took out his cell phone, flipped through the address book for a while, found the agent's number, and dialed it.

As if he had been holding the phone and waiting for Xue Jing, the phone was connected without even a beep.

"Hello, is this Mr. Xue?"

A respectful female voice came from the receiver.

Xue Jing said: "It's me, Sister Wei, are you free now?"

The agent is a woman named Jiang Siwei.

"Yes, yes, I've been waiting for your call."

Jiang Siwei said quickly.

Xue Jing smiled and said: "Then let's meet now, I'll send you the address..."

After sending Jiang Siwei the hotel location that the rich boss had booked for him, Xue Jing also stopped a taxi and went to the hotel.

...

Knowing that Xue Jing was a foreigner, the talkative driver introduced Fengcheng all the way.

After nearly twenty minutes, the car stopped at the door of a hotel called Yunlu, which looked quite luxurious.

Xue Jing took out his mobile phone to scan the code to pay, and after saying thank you, he was about to get off the car.

At this time, a figure flew from a distance.

"Bang!"

The figure hit the hood in front of the car, and there was a loud noise, and the whole car shook.

The hood was deeply dented, the car instantly stalled, and a circle of broken white lines appeared on the windshield.

"Eh? This? What's going on?"

The driver said in panic.

Seeing this, Xue Jing frowned, opened the door, and walked down.

"Damn, this woman is strong, I like it!"

Xia Houshen climbed up from the hood and patted the clothes with a big footprint on his chest.

As a contracted player of the Xuanjiao Martial Arts Club, his age has exceeded the U19 regulations. This time he did not come to participate in the competition, but came to accompany the young man in his club who had little experience in competition.

Unexpectedly, when booking a hotel for the team members, he met a woman with a rare figure...

Seeing that strong and powerful buttocks, he couldn't help but touch it.

Then he was kicked out.

Xiahou Shen grinned, ignoring the dent in the car caused by his collision, and stepped forward, just wanting to go back to the hotel lobby to continue communicating with the woman.

At this time, a slender jade-like palm pressed his shoulder.

A flat voice with no ups and downs came from behind him.

"Why, do you want to run away after the accident?"

...