ordinary god

Wang Xiaoming's test scores were good, and he was admitted to the ideal university, but his major selection was a bit biased, which was not conducive to finding a job in the future.

Wang Xiaoming didn't explain too much about his family's disapproval. Lin Su didn't care much about human beings, so he asked after hearing others mention it. Wang Xiaoming had nothing to hide from Lin Su.

"I'm not good at dealing with people, and I don't have any ideas about the future," Wang Xiaoming said, fiddling with the computer. "It would be great to try to stay in school or do research in the laboratory."

Lin Su nodded half-understood, watched him play the computer, reached out and took the snacks next to the screen and stuffed it into his mouth: "Didn't you have any ideals when you were a child? Don't you humans all want to be scientists or pilots?"

Wang Xiaoming laughed: "I haven't thought about it that way, isn't it very useless?"

Lin Su hurriedly said: "Nonsense, you can find your ideal slowly, don't worry."

Wang Xiaoming turned his head and glanced at Lin Su. Seeing Lin Su's serious look, he didn't seem to be perfunctory to comfort him. His heart warmed up, and his smile became a little more sincere.

Lin Su: "But your human lifespan is too short, you have to find it quickly."

Wang Xiaoming: "..."

Different from the thoughts of relatives and friends, Lin Su doesn't care whether Wang Xiaoming's future is promising or not, whether he can make money or be a pauper, whether he can honor his ancestors or ruin his family.No matter what decision Wang Xiaoming made, he just nodded and said "very good".

Although the reason is that this "god" does not understand the right and wrong in the world, but for Wang Xiaoming, who is standing at a fork in the road and easily confused at this age, it is simply blind support , is enough.

Lin Su seemed to have mysterious confidence in Wang Xiaoming, no matter what decision Wang Xiaoming made, what kind of road he planned to take, whether it was bumpy or smooth, Lin Su was not worried at all.

Wang Xiaoming let go of the mouse, turned to look at Lin Su: "What does the God Realm look like?"

"what?"

"You gods... don't you have to worry about anything, it's very free and easy?"

Lin Su shook his head: "Of course not. If it was free and easy, who would come to the human world? Many gods don't like the human world. The human world is very chaotic and filthy. Only those guys in hell like the human world." .”

Wang Xiaoming was curious: "You have a long life and great powers, don't you feel relaxed and free?"

"Gods who graduated from the seminary will be assessed after they enter the divine authority," Lin Su sighed, sitting on a chair with his cheeks propped up, "The assessment takes place every [-] years, and Gods who have passed the passing line will be assessed. receive punishment."

Wang Xiaoming recalled Lin Su's intermittent words, and thought for a while: "Like you? You said you...haven't passed the examination for 500 years? Have you ever been punished?"

"Of course." Lin Subian said, "Students from other majors who graduated at the same time as me have already lived in their own houses."

Wang Xiaoming: "..." Do you still have this thing?

"House prices in the realm of gods are not cheap," Lin Su said. "The gods will determine your salary and benefits for the next 100 years based on the assessment results of the first 100 years. Gods like me who have not achieved results in 500 years... "

Lin Suchang sighed: "I can only rent a cheap house at the edge of the God Realm, and the annual salary is only a little."

"Are you paid annually?"

"Of course," Lin Su said, "it's something you human beings only do. For us, a year is just a flick of a finger."

Wang Xiaoming became even more curious: "What do you guys use your salary for?"

"Live life." Lin Sule said, "We also have banks, investments, and department stores."

Wang Xiaoming said, "Are you going to starve to death?"

"That won't happen."

"Then why do you need money?" Wang Xiaoming asked curiously, "Human beings only make money for three meals a day. The more money, the greater the desire."

Lin Su picked out his ears: "Our money is different from yours. The government of the gods wants to build, and the fields and colleges of the gods want to develop. Taxes are deducted from these salaries. These salaries are all obtained in exchange for our assessment results. That is to say, if there are no gods to do things in the domain of gods, there will be no salary. Without salary, there will be no taxation in the domain of gods, and there will be no way to develop. If things go on like this, the domain of gods will be barren, and a barren domain of gods will gradually have no new ones. When a god is born, the God Realm will collapse."

Wang Xiaoming was dumbfounded: "Can't you make gods yourself?"

"Of course not," Lin Su said, "Each domain of gods has its own moon well, and new gods are born from the moon well. Whether the water in the moon well is pure or not depends on the domain of the gods. In terms of development, the more prosperous and lively the God Realm is, the purer and more beautiful the Moon Well will be, and the number of new gods born will also be fixed."

"There are still many god domains?"

"The realm of the gods is huge." Lin Su said with an expression of "you don't know it at first glance", "there have been problems with the gods' authorities and the collapse of the gods' realm."

"What happens if it breaks down?"

Lin Su showed a look of fear on his face, as if he was more afraid of talking about this.Even though it was midsummer, he hugged his arms and said in a low voice: "The collapsed god domain will become a dead place, and there will never be any gods in that place again. If other gods accidentally fall into the dead place, they will be killed in an instant." Drain your divine power and dissipate in smoke."

Wang Xiaoming's eyes widened, and he was a little surprised.

"Gods who made a big mistake and were executed will be exiled there." Lin Su pursed his lips, "That's a place where even the god of death can't step in, it's the real place of death. No god would be willing to be exiled there."

Wang Xiaoming suddenly became a little nervous: "Then you, will you..."

"I won't!" Lin Su said three times, "Don't curse me, okay?"

"No, I didn't mean that, I just..."

"I didn't make any mistakes, I just failed the assessment," Lin Su curled his lips, "It's not a big deal except that I live in poverty, but if I don't have any grades in the past 100 years, I will be sent back to God. College rebuilding."

Gods who have been unqualified for 200 consecutive years will be sent back to the seminary to start over, but this rule has never been really used since its establishment.No god would be so useless.

In view of the fact that ordinary majors are very special, Lin Su was tolerated for 500 years.

"How long will it take to rebuild?" Wang Xiaoming asked.

"Re-study is to start all over again," Lin Su sighed. "I have to enter the school with the freshmen and choose a major again. It will take two to three hundred years to graduate."

"..." It takes two or three hundred years to go to school, which is enough.

Wang Xiaoming remained silent, and Lin Su leaned over to look at him: "It's rare that you are interested in the God Realm."

Wang Xiaoming glanced at him: "I've already been entangled by you, since it's here, I'll be safe."

Lin Su laughed: "Very good, I like you like this."

Wang Xiaoming's heart jumped twice, he reached out and touched his chest: "Do you like... me?"

"Ah." Lin Su casually went to get some snacks.

Wang Xiaoming swallowed his saliva, looked at Lin Su's gentle and beautiful profile, and felt the urge to kiss him.

He hurriedly left the beginning, and pinched his fingers on the chair: "I like you very much, too."

Lin Su was surprised: "Really? I thought you hated me."

"At first..." Wang Xiaoming was a little embarrassed, "but not anymore."

Lin Su smiled gratifiedly, his expression was like a believer watching a prodigal son turn back, full of kindness and solemnity: "That's really great."

Wang Xiaoming: "..."