Before long the Main God circled back.
“I’ve basically figured out the general situation. Listen to me. Your original world is a large and stable world, while the other three worlds you transmigrated through are all small worlds. Right now they are trying hard to fuse into your large world. But this is not a good thing.”
“Explain in detail.”
“World fusion isn’t as simple as adding a bit of salt to a dish,” the Main God said, all eyes on its wings narrowing at the same time, troubled as it spoke to Gong Ze. “For example, if a person is sick and needs a new organ transplant, it can’t be just any organ. It must match successfully.”
“Look at Feng Yuan’s world. It’s an ABO world. It wants to fuse with a large world that has no ABO setting. The laws operating in this world don’t match at all. Just think about it and you know it won’t work.”
Gong Ze looked thoughtful.
Main God: “So the large world will reject these small worlds and not let them merge with it. If your original world were equal in level to the other worlds, it couldn’t reject them, and fusion might be possible. But now your original world is clearly higher level.”
Main God: “Each world is like an independent system. At first the large world hasn’t reacted yet. Once it does, it will kill the small worlds like viruses.”
Gong Ze: “So even if we leave it alone, my world will gradually return to normal?”
“No, no, no.”
The Main God hurriedly denied, saying seriously: “It’s not as wonderful as you think.”
“If your large world eliminates these small worlds, Feng Xueping, Yan Liben, and also Sang You and the others—your teacher’s soul fragments—may be treated the same in the large world’s eyes, all completely destroyed.”
“Not returned to their own worlds, but their worlds, along with them, gone. Bam! World apocalypse, destroyed, understand?”
Think about it.
If your world is wiped out, can you still exist?
“Worse news: after your teacher’s soul fragments are accidentally killed and destroyed, with so much of your teacher’s soul missing, your teacher probably won’t live long either.”
Gong Ze: “…”
Gong Ze frowned: “Then is there another way? For example, let them fuse. Sang You, Lu Youling, and Feng Yuan all stay in this world.”
The Main God shook its head. “I understand what you mean. But Gong Ze, don’t look at how the four of them seem fine now. People aren’t plants. Divide them into four parts, plant them separately, and they won’t grow into four perfect individuals.
Divide one person into four parts, and eventually, as time passes, the three of them plus your teacher, the original body, will become weaker and weaker. Who knows, they might collapse and dissipate together.”
“…”
“Also, fusion brings many aftereffects. Right now this world is too unstable!”
“…”
“I just went out to probe your native world consciousness. I can feel its intense fluctuations, like an angry person. It will soon launch an annihilation against the small worlds that dare to fuse with it.”
“…”
The Main God sought joy in bitterness and joked with Gong Ze: “Are you Earthlings quite combative? Affected by this, your native world consciousness is simply a warrior! Back when I came to your world to select suitable employees and abducted you, your world consciousness nearly crossed dimensions to come fuck me up.”
“Clearly from a distance it looked quite amiable…”
It shuddered with lingering fear, wings trembling, as if recalling the scene of being hunted by the world consciousness back then.
Gong Ze hesitated to speak: “…Actually, it’s not necessarily because it’s combative. It can only be said that your abduction thing is special. Never mind Mother Earth. Among us humans, if a human trafficker gets caught, just you try it. Soon a *war veteran covered in medals will come over and tell the police, when he came in he was already in pieces…”
The Main God was shocked: “…”
So that’s how it was?!
“Let’s put the digression aside first. Do you have any good plan?” Gong Ze signaled it not to go off topic.
“Yes.”
At least it was a god.
How many years had it lived in the universe? It had seen this kind of situation two or three times.
“The root cause lies in your teacher, who has been split into four.”
Why did the small worlds want to fuse? First, because the protagonists of small worlds were equivalent to world pillars. If the pillar ran, of course they had to chase.
The reason behind it: those characters’ intense feelings toward Gong Ze caused the small worlds to crash into him.
Second, Gong Ze’s teacher’s soul had not successfully unified. It was still four parts, and they were still the protagonists of small worlds.
“Newly born small world consciousnesses are very stupid.”
“Like a hen with chicks. If the chick (protagonist) runs to another world, they can’t manage so much and hurriedly move nests to squeeze into the large world’s territory to tend the chick.”
Main God: “The solution is that before the large world acts, I select new protagonists inside those small worlds. At the same time, you cooperate with me and quickly fuse your teacher’s soul, making the four become one again.”
“This way, once they have new chicks, and the previous chick can’t be found, they won’t force their way in anymore. They’ll obediently turn back to their own nests to look after the new babies.”
“Once they’re all gone, the large world won’t need to make a big move.”
Main God: “Understand?”
Only…
It ached with pain. This would consume no small amount of its energy.
The reluctant Main God stared at Gong Ze and could not help reminding him: “You said you’d come work for me. You absolutely must not go back on it!”
Gong Ze thought about it and understood how much effort this would cost it. Moved inside, he said: “Don’t worry. This time I absolutely won’t lie to you.”
“…That’s more like it…”
No time to waste once the decision was made.
The Main God set off immediately. Before leaving, it left Gong Ze one of its feathers. “Use this to touch Sang You, Feng Yuan, and the others. Their forms are only projections from the small worlds. Once touched, they will reveal the original appearance of the soul fragments. Collect them, then touch your teacher, and they will return to the main body.”
Gong Ze took the feather embedded with an eyeball.
He lowered his head and met the gaze of that eyeball. The big golden eyeball rolled twice, nervous and neurotic.
Gong Ze: …
Gong Ze: “…Do you not have anything that doesn’t tank my SAN value?” Would this really not cause him mental pollution??
The Main God choked angrily and scolded him: “Take it or leave it!”
Gong Ze smiled and put it away. “Take it. Of course I’ll take it.”
Main God: “Hmph.”
The voice in his mind disappeared. Gong Ze tried calling it, but there was no response. It seemed it really had left.
Now that he had a solution, Gong Ze no longer delayed. Smiling, he spoke to his parents about his teacher coming.
“I originally wanted to host Teacher at home, but you know Teacher’s identity is special. He needs a safer place and normally has people protecting him. It’s not suitable at our home. I thought about it and decided it’s better to meet him at a good hotel.”
His mother Ruan Aimei immediately grew nervous upon hearing this. “Your teacher is coming? Th-then should we give your teacher gifts? Mom will go buy two bottles of Moutai and good cigarettes?”
His dad stood up with a shua, about to go handle it. Gong Ze stopped them both. “No need for gifts, Mom, Dad. My teacher doesn’t smoke and doesn’t drink. Besides, this visit is just on the way. We’ll talk and it’ll be done.”
“This…”
“That’s true too.” Ruan Aimei muttered. “He’s a big shot. What good food and drink hasn’t he seen? Husband, transfer our son more money. At least this is Wencheng. Son, book a high-end hotel and order more good dishes. Don’t be reluctant to spend. We still have to do our duty as hosts.”
“That’s the reasoning.”
His dad nodded, steeled his heart, and transferred Gong Ze thirty thousand yuan. “If it’s not enough, message Dad. Dad will transfer more.”
Looking at his parents worrying over him, Gong Ze’s chest felt warm. He hugged them one by one. “Mom, Dad, don’t worry. My teacher is a good person. I’ll be back soon.”
“Okay, okay. Good son, remember to be sweet-tongued, understand? Say more nice things.”
“I know~”
After waving to his parents, who were uneasy enough to see him off to the neighborhood gate, Gong Ze got into a taxi. His smile faded. He took out his phone and sent messages to Sang You, Lu Youling, and Feng Yuan separately, asking to meet.
He also sent his teacher Ji Xingzhou a voice message asking when Teacher would arrive.
Soon Gong Ze received Ji Xingzhou’s reply: “I probably won’t arrive until around two or three in the afternoon. Something came up temporarily and delayed me.” The gentle, forgiving voice showed some helplessness.
“Okay, Teacher. I’m not in a hurry. I’ll wait for you at XX International Hotel. I’ll send you the private room number when I get there.” Gong Ze replied.
Ji Xingzhou replied: OK.
Afterward Gong Ze also received replies from Sang You and the other two that they would come.
On Sang You’s chat page, Gong Ze softened his voice and held the voice button: “Nine in the morning, XX International Hotel. I’ll send you the private room number later. I know you have a lot you want to ask me. It just so happens I also want to talk with you.”
After saying it, he repeated it to Feng Yuan.
But changed the time to ten.
For Lu Youling it was eleven thirty. He had gotten Lu Youling’s phone number from Feng Xueping temporarily.
The taxi driver kept looking back, staring at Gong Ze’s outstanding appearance, almost imagining a whole story of a sea king and his pond.
Gong Ze pretended not to see and continued operating his phone. Sang You and Feng Yuan thought Gong Ze wanted to explain yesterday’s events to them, and immediately said they would definitely come.
Lu Youling’s lunch break was from eleven to one thirty. Gong Ze deliberately chose this time.
Lu Youling, who was examining a patient, received Gong Ze’s message. After a pause, his refined, slightly cool face widened its eyes. Then, not knowing what he associated it with, both cheeks reddened.
He wanted to continue developing things with him?
Would replying instantly make him seem too proactive? Lu Youling originally wanted to be reserved, but after enduring and failing, the corners of his mouth lifted as he typed two words: “Okay.”
On the other side, Gong Ze, having received affirmative replies from all, curved his lips.
Then he suddenly paused.
Wait, wasn’t this way of inviting people similar to when he invited Qin Chuan and Yan Liben in Sang You’s world?
Gong Ze: …
He put down his phone and closed his eyes to rest in the back seat of the taxi.
Was there really no reaction in Gong Ze’s heart to personally erasing the existence of Sang You, Lu Youling, and Feng Yuan? Was he naturally a cold, rational person? Of course not.
Of course Gong Ze would be reluctant, would hesitate, would be sad.
Even knowing they were only returning to the main body, Gong Ze still would.
But it had to be done.
Escaping could not solve the problem. Hesitation would only prolong the pain. Gong Ze had understood this principle very early.
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