This is My Heroic Path

An Zhiyu looked at the door in front of him, which made people feel extremely deep at the first glance, thinking secretly in his heart.

He stepped forward, knocked lightly on the edge of the door, and shouted loudly, "Hello, is anyone there?"

"Hey--"

Boom!

A loud noise resounded in the underworld, and then an extremely unpleasant sound sounded like the rotation of rusty gears: "You do not belong to this place, nor are you alive, unknown servant, what is the purpose of your coming here?"

"I happened to pass by, and I felt a little familiar, so I came down to take a look." An Zhiyu said, "Can we chat, I am a little concerned about whether the death breaths of different gods are interoperable?"

The voice in the underworld suddenly fell silent. The lonely goddess who has lived here for tens of thousands of years was moved by An Zhiyu's proposal to "chat together", or because An Zhiyu seemed to be from the next door. The old neighbor who ran to the door felt angry.

"What about people?" An Zhiyu murmured, "Isn't that not possible?"

"Cough... Since you worked so hard to appear here, I will give you a chance to enter the palace. Servant who fell into the underworld, please answer my question—"

"Actually, I just happened to pass by." An Zhiyu added.

The voice just now was a little off, and the tone seemed to be a little more angry, and the voice became harsh and sharp, she asked at a faster pace: "The benchmarks of beauty seem to be various, but there is an absolute existence, do you think the goddess of the underworld Who is more beautiful, Ereshkigal or the goddess of the sky, Ishtar?"

An Zhiyu frowned.

To be honest, he really hates this kind of question.

An Zhiyu remembered that when he was still in the Kingdom of Shadows, Morgan often asked him such questions, and even his master asked similar questions.

But forget it, anyway, the person asking the question now is not Master or Morgan, these two goddesses, the answer is the same for everyone.

Ereshkigal and Ishtar...

An Zhiyu thought for a moment.

"Ereshkigal."

An Zhiyu has seen that Goddess of Heaven so far. Although she wears very few clothes and shows a very arrogant and stupid side, she is indeed a pretty goddess.

But the personality is really bad, although it feels a bit silly and cute, but since it is in the underworld, it is natural to answer the goddess of the underworld.

"Ding dong dong, the answer is correct!"

This question is simply for nothing.

An Zhiyu complained in his heart, walked through the first door, and soon came to the second door.

"If all the wealth on earth is to be kept by one person, should this person be the Goddess of Heaven or the Goddess of the Underworld?"

The result is all this kind of free question...

After An Zhiyu answered the goddess of the underworld decisively, she passed the second gate smoothly.

The question of the third door came quickly:

"If a stranger enters this place by mistake at this moment, you and the other two can only leave one of them. Who do you think is more suitable to leave?"

"Me." An Zhiyu pointed to himself.

"I really answered without hesitation. It's obviously just a follower. Even if it dissipates, nothing will happen, right?"

"Although it's okay to dissipate, I still have other things to do here," An Zhiyu said, "and I don't know that person well."

"After all, when asked about moral issues, most people can say what is in line with moral standards without hesitation, but when they really experience it themselves, they may give themselves the green light, which is the so-called standing up and talking. Back pain, I can't do it myself but I hope others can do it." An Zhiyu shrugged, "So I just answered your question honestly."

The voice on the other end quickly fell into silence, and even the breath of death that had just spread stagnated for a moment.

Then, the whole underworld seemed to be shaking, and even An Zhiyu almost lost his footing.

"Very well, you're an honest guy, but that's not the end of the question, go ahead and let me see how you answer the other questions."

Although the tone seemed extremely cold, it was not difficult to imagine that the girl who spoke at this moment must be sitting on the throne, with an eager look on her face, eagerly hoping that An Zhiyu could continue to move forward to the fourth door so that she could continue to ask questions.

After all, apart from the king, no living person has entered the underworld for a long time, let alone chatting with her... She was talking about accepting her test.

"Go forward, unknown servant, your test is not over yet." The voice began to urge, but An Zhiyu still stood where he was, with his chin in his hand and lost in thought.

"Go ahead, unknown servant..."

"Go forward, Servant..."

An Zhiyu still didn't act, but was thinking about something, and the urging voice became weaker and weaker, it sounded like he was wronged and wanted to squat in a corner and draw circles.

At this moment, An Zhiyu finally moved, and he took a step forward.But it was just one step, and then stopped.

"Follower, why did you stop?"

An Zhiyu ignored the voice, called out Sleipnis, and then rode on it.

"Eh?!"

The voice finally became flustered, and hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?!"

"It feels too troublesome. I came in to take a look because I felt the familiar breath of death, but it's too troublesome to keep answering questions. I have to go back."

"The next questions are very simple..."

"It's all very simple?"

"Yes, they are all multiple-choice questions, and you can answer them easily..." Probably because I haven't chatted with anyone for a long time, the voice suddenly softened a lot.