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Chapter 433: Named God

The god did not say anything at this time, but just watched quietly what the elf in the puddle was doing.

It didn't throw out any more choices, but let the elf play freely.

As time went on, the civilization protected by the elves slowly entered the technological age.

Various scientific concepts began to challenge the dignity of God.

"God does not exist." Atheists and theists had a heated debate, ranging from the heavy rain sent by God hundreds of years ago to the cutting-edge technology proposed recently.

"That rain is proof of the existence of God. There was a drought for half a year. The emperor prayed to the sky for rain that day, and the sky was covered with dark clouds that night. It rained heavily the next morning. There was golden light flashing in the clouds, and the rainbow drawn by the raindrops also had golden lines. Isn't this a miracle?"

"What a coincidence! Sun showers are all golden, are they all miracles?" The atheist retorted, "After a long drought, there will be rain. Excessive heat condenses, and a little cold air will cause drastic changes in the sky. This is science!"

"Now that we can artificially rain, are those cannonballs fired into the sky also a miracle?"

"Why isn't it a miracle? Everything we have now is given by God, including the artillery shells."

"Nonsense! We made that cannonball ourselves. We dug the ore, smelted the iron, and processed the screws. We assembled them together with great effort. It is the crystallization of the wisdom of all civilizations!" The atheist's words were greeted with applause from the audience.

"Then where do you think the mine came from?" the theist asked without any hurry.

"Geological changes."

“Why does geology change?”

"Energy is being released from the Earth's core." Atheists are not afraid to get to the bottom of things, because that's the advantage of science.

"Where does the energy in the earth's core come from?" the theist asked calmly.

In this way, both sides seemed to be stuck in a dead end, constantly asking questions and answering.

Finally, when asked how the world came into being, the atheists were at a loss for words and could only answer: "We are still exploring. There is no end to science."

Hearing this answer, the theist also smiled:
“We are also exploring, and there is no end to theology.”

The two sides argued endlessly and the people talked about it with great relish.

But the elf, who was a god, didn't care. He even listened to the arguments with interest.

With the development of technology, it no longer pays attention to those wishes for rain.

Most advanced civilizations began to move away from the ocean and towards the depths of the continent, and the influence of God was reduced to a minimum.

Although it can still receive the wishes of those civilizations through the rivers, these wishes are gradually becoming less pious.

Atheists are gradually becoming the majority, and civilized people are more willing to believe that man can conquer nature and change the world with their own hands.

However, this is also what the elf wants to see.

"God can only help you so far."

The elf looked at his people who were still arguing and muttered with some relief.

Most people in civilization just treat these arguments about God as fun. They no longer need God to soothe their hearts. They have long been able to do things that only God could do.

"It's the space age now, who would believe in God?"

Civilization is about to take off into space on a rocket.

Next to the calm puddle, with a flash of fire, a small white rocket flew into the air. The rocket broke away from the earth's gravity and began to fly in the air, getting higher and higher...

It is too far away, and God's power can no longer interfere with it.

The elf lay in the sea, watching civilization fly farther and farther away, turning into a star until it could no longer be seen.

calm.

The sea is calm and the wishes are calm too.

Because of the elf's deliberate selection, it can no longer hear the prayers of those lower creatures, and it has finally calmed down for the first time in a long time.

Civilization went from not relying on God, to relying on God, and finally to not relying on God again…

"This is such a wonderful process." The elf didn't rest for long before he started filtering wishes again.

It plans to protect the next civilization.

The sea is still nurturing life, and those lower creatures will one day crawl onto the land, gradually become intelligent, begin to have desires, and then let go of those desires.

The new civilization will also move farther and farther away from the sea, then farther and farther away from the earth, and finally fly into the sky, gradually breaking away from the influence of God.

The sea will always flow to the low places, but civilization will always climb upwards.

Higher and higher, higher and higher...

The elf let go of the screening, but no wishes came, and everything was quiet.

When it looked around in confusion, it found itself sitting on a stone.

A figure also glowing with golden light was staring at the puddle in front of him.

On the other side, Square Head was looking at him.

In an instant, memories came flooding back, thoughts gradually became clear, and the elf quickly remembered everything that had happened before.

The simulation is over.

"It turns out that I am not a god."

A trace of loneliness rose in the elf's heart, and then quickly sank.

“Not God, that’s fine.”

……

When Mo Ling told the elf about his simulation, it just shook its head and said nothing.

"You are experienced. You are worthy of being the 'guardian god' who can protect Oasis City." Mo Ling praised.

Mo Ling asked himself, he couldn't think of a wish screening method like the elves. Even if he did, he wouldn't be like the elves, constantly adjusting the screening mechanism and silently guarding civilization until they went into space and left the protection.

"You are more suitable to be a god than me." Mo Ling praised sincerely.

Faced with those complicated wishes, the first thing he thought of was to find someone to share the burden with, and he never thought that it could be solved this way.

But this is also a racial limitation.

Listening to Mo Ling's praise, the elf shook his head modestly: "I am not a qualified god."

"Why?" Mo Ling asked puzzledly.

"If you say I'm lazy, I'm one too. I'm screening my wishes, isn't that also laziness? I protect civilizations because I want to see how they develop, listen to their interesting arguments, and watch the little rockets fly into the sky. These are just my wishful thinking. Isn't that also for pleasure?"

The elf looked at the puddle, swung his legs and said, "What I protect is not those people, but the thought in my heart..."

"Moreover, just like in Oasis City, they rely on themselves most of the time. They never need any gods."

"Do you remember the story I told you?" The elf suddenly asked Mo Ling, "The story of the hero and the devil."

"Of course, what's wrong?" Mo Ling asked back.

"Some characters are unnecessary in the story. The hero defeated the devil not because God summoned the hero. God is just a background..."

"The artifact the hero holds is not important, nor is the divine blessing triggered when the hero is in danger. What is important is the hero and the story of how he defeated the devil."

"Civilization has overcome difficulties, broken through technological barriers, defeated gravity, and ascended into space. People need such a story to inspire them."

"If you tell them that it is a god who has been protecting this hero and helping this civilization, they will be very sad."

"The hero doesn't need any help, he can defeat the devil on his own, this is the story people want to see."

"If God can easily crush the devil, then all this effort and this story will be meaningless."

The elf said this seriously, and Mo Ling looked at it, as if he had returned to the day in Oasis City...

(End of this chapter)