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After Wang Zhifan told the God of Knowledge the unique information about the world, the God of Knowledge also gave him the same information in return to complete the so-called transaction.

So Wang Zhifan took this opportunity to ask him for information about other saints, especially those who might need voters. The God of Knowledge provided him with some intelligence and guided him to an area in the south.

Although this was Wang Zhifan's first time communicating with the God of Knowledge, he learned from books that the God of Knowledge was a lawful neutral deity with relatively good credit, so he decided to trust him.

Time passed slowly. After the God of Knowledge left, Wang Zhifan continued to read many books about the gods in the enclosed space connected by the teleportation array, memorized all the information he needed, and then left the Doria Library and went to a place in the south guided by the God of Knowledge.

This is a very long journey. Wang Zhifan relies on constantly activating the teleportation ability of the infinite shoes to travel faster and max out the bonus of infinite power at the same time.

It was not until late at night that he finally arrived at his destination, or rather, he finally found his destination, because the location given by the God of Knowledge was not very precise. It only had a rough direction and description of the scenery, and it required observation along the way to finally confirm it.

At this moment, he appeared in a wilderness, walking beside a small lake under the moonlight.

The lake reflects the crystal moonlight, making the surrounding scenery look cool and beautiful.

The breeze brings the fragrance of flowers from the nearby land, giving people a refreshing feeling.

"This lake, this moonlight, this scenery... What a great place... I must have a drink and let the red deer nibble on the grass."

Originally, Wang Zhifan came here with a specific purpose, but the unique scenery of this place touched his heart a little, and he decided to relax while doing business.

He quickly took out a bottle of fine wine from the Fengxue Tower world from his personal space, took a sip, and then summoned his mount, the Red Deer Horse, and asked the Pegasus, which had helped him a lot in the past, to eat some night grass by the lake that was not available in the secret realm.

With the wine in his hand and the good horse by his side, Wang Zhifan, who was alone, felt that the loneliness of being alone in a strange world had been reduced a lot, and his mood suddenly became more comfortable and happy.

He even paused the idea of ​​looking for the so-called saint, squatted down and sat by the small lake sparkling in the moonlight, drinking slowly, enjoying the rare moonlit scenery while listening to the sound of the red deer horse grazing not far away.

Until one moment, a sound of light footsteps came from behind him, adding a bit of unspeakable mystery to the quiet night.

"Young man, you are drinking alone by the lake at night. Are you worried about something? Do you want to tell your sister?"

The sound of light footsteps came uninvited, stopped beside Wang Zhifan, and a charming female voice uttered.

Wang Zhifan didn't need to look back to know that the person coming was a graceful woman with long hair, who possessed a considerable level of extraordinary power and the aura of a saint that was concealed but not hidden well enough.

"Thank you... I do have something on my mind... would you like a bottle?"

The target suddenly showed up uninvited, and Wang Zhifan should have taken decisive action, but he suddenly felt that this was a kind of fate, and perhaps it would be best to let nature take its course.

After all, he was planning to take some time off before looking for someone, but someone came right to him. This development was totally beyond his expectations.

Under the moonlight, the long-haired woman with a strong aura reached out to take the wine handed to her by Wang Zhifan, looked at the porcelain bottle which was rare in this world, then lowered her head to smell the faint aroma of wine emanating from the cork, and a light flashed in her lavender eyes.

"It's a type I've never seen before... I guess I have to try it."

After saying that, she gently pulled out the cork, tilted her head back slightly and took a sip. Her slender eyebrows first gathered slightly and then stretched out, reflecting her emotional changes.

"Very good, with a strong and special taste, it's a good wine... Young man, tell me more about your worries, maybe I can help you."

The woman looked to be less than 30 years old, but she kept calling Wang Zhifan a young man, as if she wanted to play the role of a close friend who was good at solving people's problems.

Wang Zhifan did not reject this strange atmosphere. He thought about it and began to tell his story and what he wanted in a relaxed tone.

"It is undoubtedly fate that I meet you here. I come from a distant plane..."

In his speech, Wang Zhifan recounted the many troubles he encountered while growing up. These troubles once bothered him a lot. He tried to pray to the gods for answers, but either there was no response or what he got was incomprehensible.

There is no doubt that a large part of this passage was fabricated by him. The purpose was simple, which was to guide this suspected saint to resonate emotionally with him, further enhance mutual understanding, and start the subsequent topic.

But Wang Zhifan seemed to have underestimated the wisdom of the saint. After hearing part of what he said, the other party's mood became a little strange, and he said to him with a slightly changed tone:

"Young man, if you have anything to say, just say it directly. Honesty is the first principle of life. I have lived for many years and have heard all kinds of lies..."

Since the other party said so, Wang Zhifan had no choice but to be honest with this suspected saint and told her that he was looking for a saint and hoped to become one of the chosen ones.

"You want to become the Chosen One? Is it to step into the ladder of demigodhood?"

The woman deduced Wang Zhifan's fundamental purpose as soon as she heard it. After all, the upgrade route of becoming a chosen one and gaining blessings to become a demigod was well known in this world. As for the copy mission, no one would understand it if she told him about it.

"Yes, breaking through to the demigod level is my lifelong wish. I hope you can help me, such as letting me become your chosen one."

Wang Zhifan saw this and spoke out directly.

But the woman hesitated when she heard this, and she responded:
"So you've seen through my identity a long time ago. I thought it was just a wonderful encounter... But if you want to become a demigod, I really can't help you. The power I currently have is only enough for myself, not for the chosen ones, so I don't have any chosen ones at the moment..." "It's okay. If you don't have power, you can slowly accumulate it. When you return to the kingdom of God, all problems will be solved."

As he said this, Wang Zhifan's eyes and brain began to work at high speed, trying to identify which saint the woman in front of him was.

"First of all, the strength of her aura determines that she cannot be a powerful or medium-powered god. She must be one of the many weaker gods... In addition, she is a young woman with long hair and purple eyes..."

Just when Wang Zhifan's brain CPU showed signs of smoking, the smart watch on his left hand emitted a faint light and gave a text prompt from another world: 92% iris, 4% night breeze...

"She is the God of Iris? As expected, Xiaohong is the most reliable for this kind of thing. Luckily, I had it scanned while I was studying."

With the data comparison and analysis from the AI ​​assistant Xiaohong, Wang Zhifan immediately confirmed the identity of the saint in front of him and knew that she was a peculiar weak deity belonging to the lawful neutral camp.

The reason why it is strange is that according to the books and materials he has read, this God of Iris is neither a natural god nor a human who has ascended to the level of god. Instead, he is an ordinary iris that gradually evolved into a god through chance.

According to the records in the books, only a few hundred years have passed since His birth, so His popularity is not very high. People who like irises rarely know Him, and there are only a few books in the internal library connected by the portal in the library of Doria City that mention Him.

"Lawful Neutral... This camp is the same as the God of Knowledge. No wonder He directed me here... It just so happens that this plant-based deity has simpler minds than human deities, and I can accept their style of doing things... In that case, I will follow His example to find a way to clear the dungeon."

With his mind working at high speed, Wang Zhifan made a choice of his initial identity that had been left unrecognized for a long time, and decisively chose the "neutral" option to increase his chances of becoming the elect of the Iris God.

In fact, if he chooses "Kingdom Soldiers", the same effect will occur. However, compared to the restriction that "Neutrals" are refused to join by many forces, he hates the characteristic of "Kingdom Soldiers" that they will be punished if they break the rules.

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Thus, with the initial identity confirmed, the Iris God in front of Wang Zhifan suddenly felt that the human in front of him had become more likable, and couldn't help but respond:

"Young man, if you don't mind that I temporarily lack the power to help you, I can let you become my voter. However, after you become my voter, you can't easily make changes. Have you really thought about it?"

"Yes, I have made up my mind."

After hearing this, Wang Zhifan realized that the initial identity was effective, and immediately nodded and said.

He now fully understood what a suitable choice the God of Knowledge had made for him. The Chosen Ones of the God of Iris were tailor-made for him.

First of all, this god is weak in power and low in popularity, which means it is easier to become his chosen one, and the opponents he will encounter in the future will not be too many or too strong. Then, the lawful neutral camp prevents him from doing certain things he doesn't want to do, which is consistent with his usual style of doing things. Finally, the key thing is that this god is not a human who became a god, and his mind is not as complicated as those old guys, so he is easier to get along with.

Following Wang Zhifan's statement, the God of Iris, who was worthy of being a plant god, activated his power on the spot, condensed a purple iris in his palm, handed it to Wang Zhifan, and introduced it:

"This is a special mark I prepared for my chosen ones, and it finally comes in handy. As long as you have it, you can contact me no matter which plane you are in, and I can also use it to find you at any time. But as I said just now, my power is very limited now, and I can't give you any help. If you are in big trouble, it is best to run away quickly."

Wang Zhifan took the iris, which looked ordinary but was actually between reality and illusion, in his hand and found that it seemed to have its own life. It slowly moved to the inside of his forearm and condensed into a small mark in the shape of an iris, which was hidden in the cuff of his clothes. This completed the confirmation of the voter's identity.

In the books he had read about gods, he learned that the identities of the elects of different gods were established differently. Some powerful gods would not leave a mark on the elect in the conventional sense, but would choose to deeply bind the identity to the elect's real name, so that the elect would gain more powerful power while also losing the possibility of betraying and opposing Him. Those who use marks are generally not powerful enough, so they give the elect less power and the constraints are much weaker.

At this moment, Wang Zhifan, who possessed the mark of the iris, suddenly felt that he had a special mysterious connection with the saint in front of him.

He could now be completely sure of the other party's identity. It was the God of Iris that Xiaohong had personally determined based on his analysis, and he possessed lower-middle level power among the weak divine powers.

But this feeling is actually very abnormal, because as a chosen person, he should feel that his God is great and boundless, and should not have the "rebellious thought" that the other side is weak, but the reality is so strange.

At the same time, the Iris God beside him also exclaimed, and said to him in a tone of confusion:

"Strange, you are my chosen one now, why can't I see all the power you possess? Even though you are my first chosen one, isn't this situation a little wrong?"

"It's true that something is wrong... But I swear I didn't do anything to cover it up. There must be something else causing interference."

There is now an answer in Wang Zhifan's heart that is about to come out, but he cannot say it, that is the identity of a "player" from the Super Game.

It can be inferred that it is precisely because the nature of the Extraordinary Game is too high, far higher than the saint transformed from the weaker god in front of him, that the other party cannot see through the power he possesses. Otherwise, it would be equivalent to the Extraordinary Game being completely exposed and losing its secret.

Fortunately, the God of Iris is a spirit transformed from plants. Her thinking is different from that of humans. When she found that she couldn't figure it out, she didn't continue to dwell on the problem, but said to Wang Zhifan:

"My chosen ones, while we are together, please give me another bottle of the wine you had before. If you have other good things, you can also bring them out. I have finally acquired a human form, so I must enjoy it."

Wang Zhifan was almost stunned by this guy's lazy mentality and quickly reminded him:
"My God! You can't just think about eating, drinking and having fun all the time. Don't forget the various potential dangers. You also need to increase your strength as soon as possible and return to the kingdom of God!"

But the God of Iris listened and said nonchalantly:

"Why are you in such a hurry to go back to the Kingdom of God? I haven't even been in the main plane for a day! If there is any danger, of course I will be careful, otherwise I wouldn't hide in such a secluded place...

Well, it’s not that secluded, I just happened to find it comfortable so I stayed here.”

After the brief exchange with the chosen one, Wang Zhifan confirmed that this deity was just a playful person with a low IQ. It seemed that he would have a lot of work to do in helping her return to the kingdom of God. (End of this chapter)