(Sand sculpture + anti-infinite flow + Dihua + complaints + quick travel + ordinary people)
Traveling through 99 worlds, I've learned one thing: shut up.
After all, when you're in a world where burps produce magic, and the king is waiting for you to comment on his "royal burp," silence is the only courtesy.
The gods say that I am the savior, who can save the common people, and can be resurrected and make wishes.
But I look at these 99 worlds - each one is more outrageous than the last.
And I, an ordinary human who can only reason, turned out to be the closest thing to a "miracle" in their eyes.
Scientists use divination to conduct experiments, diplomacy relies on mutual curses, and war is conducted by competing to see which god is better at bringing goods.
The gods asked me how I did it.
I said: Because I am normal.
