Monopolize the favor of paranoid gods

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Song Zhixun looked at the backs of the soldiers leaving naked, and thought about whether his reserve clothes were enough for these dozens of people to wear. Would the temple have reserve clothes?

A bunch of people have left, and now there is one person left to deal with, no, it should be said to be a god.

Gong knelt on the spot obediently, motionless, his long fiery red hair was flowing down like a waterfall of lava, and his character was obviously as fiery as fire, but it was not difficult to control.

Song Zhixun walked up to Gong and sat down cross-legged opposite him: "Stop kneeling, sit down, and let's talk."

Gong did not refuse, and sat down directly like Song Zhixun.

It was the first time Song Zhixun took a serious look at the appearance of this fiery young man. He used to think it was exquisite, but now it seems that his indescribable anxiety is hidden in this exquisiteness. His hair is like a flame, but he can't wantonly Burning, the corners of the boy's lips curled down slightly, he had never seen any real smile from the boy.

Those pale golden eyes prevented him from expressing joy.

"I have met the God of Life and the God of Creation, and now I have obtained the right to control the Raster Palace, so I solemnly ask you here, whether you are willing to obey my control."

"Whether you obey or not, what I want to do will never change." The young man's voice was hoarse, and Song Zhixun could see the change of 'thinking' on the Qiqing panel, and he had already begun to think.

Song Zhixun directly pulled the 'thinking' to the highest level, think about it, the God of Destruction, because the God of Destruction who knows how to think and not just destroys is lost, and hates destruction itself, so he attacked himself, but thinking must exist.

Destruction without thinking will eventually be backlashed one day. When he thinks that destruction is normal, he will destroy himself without hesitation. Song Zhixun decided that it is better to teach him how to think than to prevent this monster from thinking.

"Now I need to have a conversation with you who is the most sober." Song Zhixun guided, and let Gong get used to thinking, when talking to him, when destroying.

"Destruction requires no thinking."

Song Zhixun was a little surprised. Once this guy started to think, he became overly sober. That's why the knight said that the God of Destruction was unconscious?

"You need it, because from now on, every time I connect with you, I need to be accompanied by thinking." Treating Gong, unlike the sharp and laissez-faire Rust who has completely fallen into passive sabotage, he has changed from being unable to think. To be mature is the opposite of the other two gods, "From now on, you can no longer destroy endlessly, because the Raster Palace already belongs to me."

"The domain of the gods has never belonged to anyone." The young man looked carefully at the human beings in front of him. His whole body was covered with traces that could be easily destroyed. It was so fragile that it would shatter if touched lightly, but his soul was burning too hot. , Enduring light.

"Do you know how the territory was divided at the beginning?" Song Zhixun decided to play a rogue, "In the beginning, this world belonged to no one. There were no lords, no countries, and no division of land. In the end, the current situation was formed. Do you know why?"

"The greedy possession of an intelligent creature's self-perception."

A flash of pride flashed in Song Zhixun's eyes, and he said with a smile: "Because of greed and discovery, human beings were given authority by the territory. At that time, the gods did not come out to stop it. Now that I have discovered the Rasterui Palace, I declare that I will occupy this place. You What reason do you have to say it doesn't belong to me?"

This is just sophistry, but Song Zhixun's purpose is to confuse this god of destruction who has just started thinking. Human thinking is constantly turning. After all, if you don't think, you will die, and humans who have no worries about survival can only act recklessly. God, there is an essential difference.

Gong didn't speak any more, just looked at him quietly.

"I know, I can't make a straightforward request for you, so let's make an agreement." Song Zhixun held out a handshake gesture to Gong, "Every time I call and use you, you have the right to treat me How about proposing an equivalent exchange condition?"

Gong's eyes moved down, and he saw that beautiful hand. The God Empress was naturally attracted to God, so he couldn't take his eyes off this hand.

"Similarly, I won't stop you from doing what you do, but if you do it, I have reason to make an equivalent request to you." Song Zhixun intends to completely control the palace, as long as he is in a state of thinking all the time, he will have no doubt about his behavior bound by.

He cares about gains and losses, and thinks about whether he will lose something from Song Zhixun every time he does something. I am afraid that this should be a rather novel experience for God, and there will be more things to think about.

"Why should I agree to your request? From a standpoint, I can do whatever I want, can't I?" Gong narrowed his eyes, unable to find any benefit from this condition.

Song Zhixun and Gong's conditions are unequal, and this inequality has led to differences in their negotiations.

Song Zhixun had to give the other party a convincing reason.

Song Zhixun narrowed his eyes: "You hate your ability to destroy, but I like it very much. Only when you know the nature of destruction can intelligent creatures know how to be afraid. You are very important to me."

This is not a good way to negotiate. Negotiation is to reduce the value of the other party and increase your own value, not the other way around, but Song Zhixun is also planning to put all his eggs in one basket.

"Since this is the case, why not use all your destructive abilities for me. This way you are destroying for me. All your guilt and all your sins can only be borne by me." Song Zhixun got up and approached the other party. All proudly, "I can become the son of the devil for you, and you only need to be the god you are bound."

God of Destruction is painful.

Just by looking at these eyes, Song Zhixun could see the struggling creatures in the blazing fire of purgatory, the God of Destruction felt compassion, and he fell in love with the fresh life.

"It's all my fault, I made you do this."

Song Zhixun decided to take on everything for him, to give the god who had lost his spirit a shelter, a place to escape.

"How is it? This deal is not bad, right?" The helpless god also needs someone who can protect him from the wind and rain. This person can be anyone. Song Zhixun firmly believes that even if the person is himself, it doesn't matter. .

Greedy human beings try to control the gods. One day they will understand that weak humans do not have the ability to control the gods, but...why...