"Master, give me more. I'm still growing, so I need to eat more, hey!" Molly said to the master chef who was responsible for making food in the cafeteria.

"And this, this, this!" Molly ordered more than a dozen dishes at once.

"Molly! OK! OK! Enough to eat..." Leo whispered with pulling Molly's sleeve.

As for Phoenix... he was lying on the dining table beside him, looking like he was dozing off. No one saw that his head was covered with swollen blood bags.

"Where is this? But...Okay! Eat so much first, and add it later if you don't have enough!" Molly walked back with her own rice bowl in an interest.

Looking at Molly's reincarnation of a starving ghost, Leo always felt something was wrong.

"Of course it's no problem!"

"This is the goddess character I deliberately implanted in order to suppress her nature. However... that drop of ancient god blood is very powerful! It was just stimulated by Phoenix, and there were signs of awakening." Ke Xiaoliang denied the unrealistic definition of his preference for the attribute of "foodie".

"Since the blood of the ancient god was reincarnated as the goddess of the wasteland world, I have never given up analyzing her. For the sake of analysis, I even specially clone a Brad, who used the name of taking care of her and studied and contacted her closely, but the results were not particularly good."

"Di is defined from different perspectives. They can be interpreted as higher life, higher dimensional individuals, higher level enlightened ones or have obtained special existences of higher identities. Even in some special myths and legends, God can be not a single individual, or a special whole, a fixed concept, or an unknown that has not been explored and learned. Or in other words, God itself symbolizes the 'unknown'. In very ancient times, people worship unknown things as 'gods' and give them humanity."

"Of course, with my current state, there is no need to make things so complicated. I will interpret them from what level I belong to. This is in line with my standards of use, so I only look at the blood of the ancient gods from this perspective."

"The blood of the ancient gods has powerful energy, but what is really important to me is the 'message' recorded in the blood of the ancient gods. If I decipher these messages, I can not only go smoother and longer on the road of cultivation, but also gain a glimpse of the vaster world and the universe in advance."

"Like an ant, sitting on the back of a goshawk, overlooking the world it had never seen or even imagined."

"In order to more conveniently interpret the blood of the ancient god and to complete the most critical link in the wasteland world setting, I reincarnated it as the god of this world. Driven by the world rules, in the completion of the world setting, as well as people's beliefs, expectations, hatred, fear and curiosity, the blood of the ancient god could only be regarded as a scattered "spirit" and was gathered into a real soul. Therefore, the messages that were originally messy in her memory will be automatically summarized and sorted out, saving me a lot of effort and avoiding going astray due to misinterpretations."

Ke Xiaoliang's thoughts end here.

Because he has not completely thought about how to inspire this "Treasure of God" next.

It was simple and crude, pushing her into the battlefield, and through war, blood, sacrifice, she kept awakening, and then holding up the throne of the gods and becoming the only god in the wasteland world.

Let her embark on a path to expand the path of demon sealing, and use the knowledge she has to complete and develop this path to demon sealing, the god of knowledge and civilization.

Or it is to have both and develop together.

The three seem to be not much different, but in fact they can determine many problems, symbolizing the order of accounting of various knowledge, conditions, and interests, which will affect Ke Xiaoliang's plan for his own practice.

It's not that fast, you can make a decision easily.

At this time, far away in Phoenix City, the monks of the Ten Demon Sect were still secretly visiting the so-called saints.

Some of Song Qingwen's behaviors misled Mo Tingyuan, so that Mo Tingyuan made a wrong judgment.

And in Fengdu, the righteous monks were still looking for the rumored holy son.

"All the disciples on a ship...all the disciples soared thousands of plot points overnight. They must have participated in events that could change the pattern and direction of the entire world. However, you didn't notice it at the time and all indulged in this matter. Why didn't you search the identity of passengers on the ship? The real name... Are you all pigs? No... If the pig demon is, you are much smarter than you." Dai Mingzhi, the elder of the Beast Control Sect, was scolding his disciples.

The monks who once drove the ship and carried Phoenix and Leo into the New World were mostly facing reprimands from the teacher.

"Anyway... you will soon record all the people on that ship, their impressions, their names, and where they will go. On that ship, there must be a saint who can be found in the rumor. Since he is responsible for guiding the growth of the Son, he may have been with the Son now."

"Whoever controls the Holy Son will have an absolute advantage in the next round of competition in the wasteland world... and even truly and completely control the world." Dai Mingzhi sighed and summarized.

In fact, he also knew that it was not realistic to blame these disciples.

According to past experience, events that often affect relatively large-scale changes are still in the incubation period if they are not directly exposed.

Then even if the monks participate and even play a certain role in it, the relevant plot rewards will not be distributed on the spot, but will be slowed down for a while.

This may be a passive balance to prevent monks from cheating on messages by watching the data panel.

Of course, it is also possible that the change did not happen directly on the spot, so the powerful man who guided many monks through another world also did not receive any feedback on the plot.

Dai Mingzhi's anger is more about the opportunity that was clearly in his hands, but he was let go by ignorant.

Just like a Christmas dick, he reported to the goddess the next day and found out that the goddess said she could eat apples in the hotel together and dance until dawn, but he chose to play with a few pits and fell from diamonds to silver all the way.

The saint has arrived, and the news that the saint is coming has spread on the New World.

Then, after a few days, it was sent back to the old continent.

Mo Tingyuan had already come back to his senses, and he was disguised by Song Qingwen.

I wanted to question it, but I stopped the impulse.

As a sect leader of a sect who is scheming, he went to ask his elders for advice because he lost his mind and thoughts... This is really a bit unpleasant.

It's even more a joke when it is spread.
Chapter completed!