This villain, please exercise some restraint.

The boss looked at the "emperor" and then at the old man.

There was not a trace of majesty in his gaze, nor even any lethality. It could be said to be completely harmless, but the lethality of this gaze at this moment was enormous.

"Gu Refiner, do you really think so? Or... is this just a small misunderstanding?"

The old man first shook his head, then nodded, and finally lowered his head in shame.

The result of this question is self-evident.

The boss was stunned for a moment. He looked at the serious "emperor" with surprise, then looked at the old man and sighed softly.

"Gu Refiner, whether you believe it or not, even if I come into contact with your bugs, they will not be able to hurt me anyway."

"As for controlling my body, that is even more impossible."

"To put it in a more understandable way, it's probably that I have a special physique."

The old man suddenly raised his head. "Impossible, how is it possible? Unless you are a god! Only gods can be unaffected by my bugs!!"

"Then you also came into contact with the bug, but were not affected by it. Does that mean that you also have the potential to become a 'god'?"

The boss smiled and asked back.

"Of course it's normal that I'm not affected! Because this is a bug that I cultivated, I'm its creator, so of course I won't be affected by it."

"As for the potential to become a 'god'——"

The old man couldn't help but clench his other fist. "How can I have the potential to become a 'god'? It's the other way around... I'm a mortal who was punished by God, that's all."

"Is that all?"

The boss smiled and asked back, "I think you do have the potential to become a 'God'. If you become a 'God', you will no longer be trapped in this small cave, and you don't have to associate with bugs all day long--"

His words were interrupted by the old man.

"Little guy, what do you think? What's the point of your thinking? You are not a god! You can't make me a god!!"

"So, in your opinion, what kind of existence is God? Or, what can God do?"

The boss asked back.

"God! God can do so many things. He can disregard the will of mortals and control their fate at will."

"If God wants a mortal to be lucky, he will be lucky. If God wants a mortal to be unlucky, he will be unlucky. To God, we mortals are just like me and insects. I want it to live, and it lives. I want it to die, and it dies."

"It's just that insects can still transcend and become humans, but us mortals have no way to go and can never become gods!"

"In the eyes of God, I, we, are nothing but tiny bugs. No! We are not even as good as bugs. We are just tiny ants."

The old man became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice became louder and louder.

The boss looked at the old man, and saw undisguised hatred and...cowardice on his face.

Maybe... the old man in front of him hated God's arbitrariness, but at the same time, he was afraid of God's power.

"God——"

The boss talked to himself, then smiled as if he found it funny.

He had no faith, nor did he believe that there were gods in this world. If it was as the old man said, then... even if he was not given the title of "God" now, he still possessed abilities no less than those of "God".

But in the eyes of the old man in front of him, "God" does exist and it impressed him...

In this world, in this world He created, whatever God can do, He can do too.

But is he a god? He thinks he is not.

Because even if there are gods, in his opinion, the reason why gods are called gods is not because of their divine power far beyond that of mortals, nor because they play with mortals, but because... gods have divinity.

Divinity…is the greatest characteristic that distinguishes God from ordinary people.

Otherwise, no matter what, he is just a "person" like him with special abilities.

"So, do you want to be a god?"

The boss asked, looking at the old man, and his expression did not seem to be joking.

"Don't be kidding-"

The old man was interrupted, "Let me reiterate, I am not kidding. According to your understanding, I think I have the ability to create a god."

He spoke very seriously, but the old man in front of him obviously didn't believe it.

"You can even create gods, so how come that white-haired guy still escaped from you? As far as I remember, that white-haired guy didn't seem to have any special abilities except that he could run fast!"

"He's just a little character jumping around randomly. How could he be able to create a god and not be able to handle a guy like this?!"

This question stumped the boss, and the old man's rebuttal made him feel difficult to refute for a moment.

"That's because the situation was complicated at the time, and a special third person intervened to save him. Moreover, I don't know if it's an illusion, even the protagonist——"

The boss was interrupted again.

"A special third party. You don't mean to say that a special third party is a character that can rival God, do you?! Impossible! How is it possible!!"

The old man laughed loudly, but there was a hint of madness in his laughter.

The boss opened his mouth and looked helplessly at the "emperor" beside him, as if whatever he said would be refuted by the old man in front of him.

But at the same time, he also vaguely understood that the old man in front of him was just a poor man who was almost driven crazy by the so-called "God".

The "Emperor" stared at the old man and frowned fiercely. He took two steps forward and came in front of the old man.

The old man's laughter stopped abruptly, and at the same time, as if he was afraid, he took a few steps back.

He always felt that the person wearing the "crown" in front of him brought a heavy sense of oppression, and those eyes were extremely sharp, as if they could see through everything and control everything.

"Do you know who the special third person he is talking about is?"

The "Emperor" looked at the old man and asked.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

"It's the Wheel of Fortune."

“…Who is the Wheel of Fortune?” the old man was puzzled.

The "Emperor" did not answer him, but asked himself: "You have come into contact with God, right? Tell me, what is the name of the God you are talking about? Or, what is his name?"

"That god... is called the devil."

The "Emperor" looked understood, as if there was nothing surprising.

The boss looked surprised, everything seemed to be connected, but he couldn't explain it. The devil seemed to exist in the Tarot cards.

So… is it the “devil” in the Tarot?

But how is the devil in the Tarot card connected to the old man in front of him who is said to have been staying in the Thousand Worm Cave?

Did he appear before? When I was...unaware?