The Fool of the Gods

"......"

What a bald man!

Cheng Shi put his hands behind his back and pinched his waist tightly to prevent himself from laughing out loud, but within two seconds, there was another hand on his waist, and this hand pinched much more painfully than his own!

"Hiss——

This test... well, I haven't...

I haven't explained it to you clearly. You can only complete one of His tests every day. Today's test is over.

You can only accept the oracle tomorrow.

For five consecutive days, when all the tests are passed, I will convey His oracle to you.

Don't rush it."

After hearing this, the old patriarch immediately leaned forward in panic and said, "So that's it, don't rush, don't rush, our tribe has been waiting for hundreds of years, and we will never rush for a moment, just As long as He never turns away his gaze, as long as He is willing to forgive us, even if we drink up the water of the long river of time, the mushroom-footed people will wait forever! "

"Very good, I already know your piety. Now that today's test is over, then old patriarch, tell us about yourselves in the next time. Whether it is history or the present, I need to know your truest feelings.

When I understand the suffering you have endured, I can also speak well of you in front of Him. "

As soon as these words came out, the mushroom-footed people in and outside the house prostrated themselves again.

"Praise [Prosperity]! Praise the bald master!"

Listening to this tsunami-like praise, Cheng Shi was almost moved to tears.

But in fact:

Don't dare to move, don't dare to move! Sister, stop pinching, my waist is going to break.

"......"

Cheng Shi didn't care about the feelings of the mushroom-footed people. He only cared about two questions: one was what the old patriarch said about Epska, and the other was why the fog gate could be opened on the altar of the mushroom-footed people.

He felt that these might be related to the current trial, so he raised a seemingly true question.

After listening to it, the old patriarch began to slowly talk about the tribe's initial history in order to prove the piety of the mushroom-footed people.

In history, when this tribe of mushroom-footed people was exiled here, they did not have this sunny area where they could live a stable life at the beginning. When their ancestors first arrived at the Sighing Forest, they had no one to rely on and could only survive in the fog.

To say that they were surviving was actually flattering, because the Sighing Forest was full of dangers, especially after nightfall, countless monsters were rampant in it. The mushroom-footed people had no other fate except becoming food for the monsters and the objects of killing, so they were not surviving, but waiting to die without struggling.

But this situation suddenly changed one day. The first elected chief was unwilling to become a plaything of [Decay]. So in order to prove his piety to his tribe and to make [Prosperity] pity the mushroom-footed people again, he chose to leave the tribe alone and go to the place where the power of [Decay] was the strongest to spread the name of [Prosperity].

It was his bold and pious act that moved [Prosperity]. So [Prosperity] showed his mercy and gave the mushroom-footed people a small piece of land, which is where they live now.

There is no fog here, nor is it affected by the sighing tide. Even at night, all [Decay] monsters cannot break through the barriers and rush into it. The mushroom-footed people have a safe residence, and thus stabilized and ushered in the prosperous era of the tribe.

But they still faced a thorny problem, that is, there was not enough nutrients in this land that was overly eroded by [Decay], and the mushroom-footed people could no longer rely on the fungus roots to get nutrients from the land, so the first patriarch once again used "pious preaching and singing" to pray for mercy from their benefactor.

[Prosperity] responded again, and He gave a prop, and this prop was both mercy and a test!

Yes, He had already given the mushroom-footed people a test, so when Cheng Shi said that he had brought five tests, the mushroom-footed people believed it without hesitation.

This prop was the "never-disappearing wild lamp" in Zuo Qiu's hand.

"Never disappear?" Zuo Qiu frowned and muttered, and took out the lamp again and placed it in front of everyone.

The old patriarch sighed and continued:

"It is this barren lamp. You should know that this is a holy artifact given by Him personally. It is a begging lamp for us mushroom-footed people.

When the mushroom-footed people in the tribe activate it with the power of blood, it will generate a fog door in the tribe, which is the door you came from, bald lord.

The other side of the fog door is a random location. The tribe members only need to carry the lamp to safely pass through the fog door and reach the other end of the Sighing Forest. Then they can find and collect food in the endless forest and bring it back to share with the tribe members.

This is how we survive.The current mushroom-footed people, except for taking root in the land when sleeping at night, have long lost the qualification to kiss Mother Earth for nourishment..."

Hearing this, Cheng Shi was even more confused, but his current identity was the [Prosperity] God Messenger, and many questions were inconvenient to ask, so he could only smile and signal the old patriarch to continue.

"As for the test I mentioned, we are terrified. This is just our foolish guess about the benefactor's intentions, and it does not count. Please ask the bald man to solve our doubts. ”

“…”

Cheng Shi froze. He never expected that the old patriarch would kick the ball back.

After hearing this, Hong Lin sneered behind him, his eyes full of amusement.

What a joke! If I can’t tell, everyone will suffer. What’s the point of watching me having fun?

Others also looked at Cheng Shi with interest, wanting to see how this fate weaver who didn’t tell the truth could “fix” the lie.

Okay, okay, you all count on me, right? Then I will open a class today and teach you what Tai Chi is.

Cheng Shi thought about it for a while and seemed to have a way to deal with it, so he said slowly:

“It’s okay. Your understanding and perception of this test is also one of the things we want to understand here.

Faith is not just piety, but also resonance. This is also His test for you. "

The old patriarch lowered his head and repeated the words of the messenger several times, then nodded with some understanding:

"Okay, then I will report the tribe's perception truthfully.

This everlasting wild lamp has another function, which is to transform the [prosperity] power in our bodies into the [decay] power, and these [decay] powers are the key to protecting...protecting us from foraging.

Although this seems to be disrespectful to Him, it is precisely because this prop was given by Him personally that we feel that this is Him testing our loyalty and testing whether the mushroom-footed people will betray Him because of the usefulness of [decay].

And the [decay] power emitted by this lamp will attract a monster called Epska in the Sighing Forest. It feeds on [decay] and constantly hunts our people. This is probably also a test from my Lord. Maybe He is testing our... courage?

Fortunately, even if some tribesmen who were foraging died outside, even if the wild lantern was damaged and broken, His gift would still return to the tribe's altar every night and become intact. Therefore, in these years of loyalty and courage tests, we have persisted until now!

Finally, we have waited for His forgiveness and the Lord of God!

Lord Bald, am I right? "

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