Weird flesh and blood covered the corners of the earth, unkillable ghosts laughed wildly in the dark night, wandering ghosts chose people to eat without hesitation, civilization retreated overnight, and humans struggled to survive.
Su Ying had been dealing with this evil spirit for sixteen years, and her life had gone through many hardships, but she was finally about to die.
On her deathbed, Su Ying, who had only one breath left, suddenly saw a person in front of her with three eyes.
The man bent down, looked at her seriously, and asked, "Little girl, do you think I look like a god?"
As we all know, in this kind of situation when asking for a title, if you say he doesn't look like him, you will deny his qualifications to become an immortal, and he will be resented by him; if you say he looks like him, you will have to use the luck and blessings of yourself and your descendants to support him, which is equivalent to no matter how you answer, it will be a trap.
Su Ying: You're laughing so hard. Your life is already gone and you have no descendants for three generations. It doesn't matter how you answer it. It's just a waste of time.
And, she had an idea.
She used her last strength to clear her throat and answered very seriously: "Sir, as long as you abide by God's rules, bring blessings to all directions, and protect the world, you will be a God."
This was just a light sentence, but the man was stunned.
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Many years later, there was another god in the world.
Many people were in the temple, asking Su Ying how she ended that ridiculous and terrifying era.
Su Ying: I didn't create it. He asked me if he looked like a god and I said he did. Then I never thought that any real god would go out to seek a title!
Intention: Sincerity is the greatest nirvana.