God doesn't want me to be human

Lu Jia, who fled back to his room, closed the door tightly. He was so ashamed that he wanted to dig a hole and bury himself.

With his back against the door, Lu Jia calmed down, feeling his face was burning.

What incredible things did he say in front of Hephaes! ! !

Can I apply for time reversal?

He would rather hand over Roy who broke into the bathroom!

Oddly enough, Roy has nothing to do with him.

"call."

Lu Jia let out a heavy breath.

It's useless to think about anything now, I just hope that Hephaes can forget about this matter early.

After rubbing his face, Lu Jia crawled back to his bed to sleep.

First, don't worry about it, everything will be fine after a night of sleep.

With this kind of self-deception in mind, Lu Jia soon fell asleep.

the next day.

Lu Jia got up early, opened the window to breathe fresh air, and saw the gods picking white roses in the garden.

The morning light fell on him.

Mortals are dimmed in the morning light, but the gods do not lose their brilliance.

Now, the god who is more beautiful than the morning light picked off the last white rose, and then looked back at Lu Jia who opened the window. The light golden eyes were more holy and warm than any kind of sunshine in the world.

The holy spirit, even the rose in his hand, seems to come from the cloud heaven.

"Good morning, Lu Jia."

"Good morning." A flustered Lu Jia responded.

I don't know why, but he seems to have begun to get the lethality of the appearance of the gods.

In other words, why did he get such a thing?

The lethality of a man's appearance doesn't seem to have anything to do with him, does it?

"I'll go clean up." Lu Jia closed the window.

The god in the small garden quietly hugged the white rose and looked at the tightly closed window. The morning light leaped happily on the rose in His arms, dyed it with a light golden glow.

After tidying herself up, Lu Jia walked towards the restaurant, and when passing by the small garden, the god was no longer there.

Walk through the small garden and through a corridor, which is the restaurant.Mrs. Lane has already arranged a sumptuous breakfast with her attendants.When she saw Lu Jia, Mrs. Lane showed a little surprise, then restrained her expression, and deliberately placed the porridge on the dining table in front of Lu Jia.

The God of Light sat at the head of the table, holding the most delicate white rose in his hand.

After Lu Jia sat down, he stretched out his knuckle-white hand, with the white rose between his fingers.

"Give it to you."

Lu Jia was a little surprised, but still took it.

"Thank you."

It seems... this is not the first time he has received flowers from Randy.

Randy had received it before when she was the Son of God.

The white rose was placed near the dinner plate. The pure white rose reflected the food on the tableware, as well as the black-haired boy enjoying the food.

After breakfast, it's time to go out and play.

I stayed in the temple for a day yesterday and didn't lure out the evil Devourer, so I'm going out for a walk today to see if I can lure out the Devourer.

Before getting into the carriage, the God of Light paused for a moment, then raised his hand to hide the Pegasus' wings.

"Let's go."

Lu Jia withdrew his gaze from Pegasus whose wings were invisible, and turned his head to get into the carriage.

The gods in the carriage had already extended their hands to him.

Lu Jia really felt that time and space were disordered.

He looked at the god with golden eyes.

Those light golden eyes were so warm that it almost made people sink into them.

Lu Jia stretched out his hand, caught the hand stretched out by the god, and was pulled into the carriage.

"Tattoo."

Sitting on the carriage, Lu Jia looked out the window, diverting his attention: "Why did Randy hide the wings of the Pegasus?"

"It's not just the horse that has changed." The God of Light answered him.

Lu Jia looked at the God of Light suspiciously.

"My image is also blurred." The God of Light replied.

Light golden eyes stared at Lu Jia quietly.

"Otherwise you won't be having fun."

Human beings who worship and fear the gods kneel down together. For Lu Jia, playing is more like walking a set in silence.

Lu Jia never expected this answer, and looked at the God of Light in surprise.

He originally thought that he would get answers like "disguise yourself better" and "let the Devourer relax its vigilance".

but……

The facts are quite different from what he thought, they are simply irrelevant poles.

"It's okay...it's okay if I'm having fun...the most important thing is to catch the devourer..."

Lu Jia was a little incoherent.

"I care."

The God of Light said, his light golden eyes fixed on Lu Jia.

He stretched out his hand and hugged Lu Jia into his arms.

"I care."

One hand put Lu Jia's head in his arms, and the other hand went down the neck bone, stroking the place where the wings would grow when the fire burned.

The touch on the back is strange.

Lu Jia felt this way.

Then he heard the voice of the gods in his ears.

"Feel sorry."

Lu Jia seemed to understand something.

Is it because he wanted to turn him into an angel and burn him with fire?

So the back that was a little tense to avoid fingers relaxed, and Lu Jia hugged the god back.

"it does not matter."

Lu Jia is no longer obsessed with what the gods have done for him to have fun.

Although he didn't major in liberal arts, he still learned one of Mr. Lu Xun's texts.

I forgot the exact name, but Lu Jia remembered that the "I" in the article was very sorry for hurting my younger brother when I was young, but when I grew up, my younger brother said he couldn't remember.

"Can not remember."

For a person who wants to apologize and make amends, this sentence is cruel, because he will never have the chance to make amends, and the things that cannot be forgotten will always be weighed heavily in his heart until death.

So within reason, Lu Jia would not stop the God of Light from wanting to do something for him.

It's also good to be the bait of being plain, and it's also good to be the bait of being happy.

Then let's be more happy as a bait later!

The carriage, which had lost its brilliance and magic, merged into the street without attracting much attention from others.

There is a place on the street that is very lively, and there is a long queue of people.

Lu Jia looked over curiously.

The carriage stopped.

"Go and have a look." The God of Light said to Lu Jia, opened the door and got out of the carriage, then extended his hand to Lu Jia.

Lu Jia grabbed his hand and jumped down.

The gods in the dark watched silently.

Walking to the source of people's queuing - someone was writing something on a small table, Lu Jia understood what it was doing.

conscription.

"For the sake of the gods!!!" There were fanatics in the team, "From now on, our days will be just like those of the old men!"

Some people are equally excited, trying to kill countless enemies in the war, and also become a nobleman.

"As long as you pray, you can get everything! What a happy day that is!" Someone said longingly.

Lu Jia frowned, looked back at the God of Light worriedly, and found that He had no intention of conniving in the dark age before, and then retorted confidently: "No, the gods will no longer parasitize people. Everything you have to rely on your own hands to earn."

Some people in the team looked at Lu Jia contemptuously. If they were not afraid of delaying registration if they came out to beat Lu Jia, they would have come out to beat Lu Jia a long time ago.

"Tch!" They sneered and mocked.

In addition to those excited people who wanted to return to the dark age, there were also numb people in the team. They couldn't see the light in their eyes, and when they heard Lu Jia's words, they just glanced at Lu Jia indifferently.

"Maybe it's different..." A middle-aged man said, "After all, the Holy Son used to manage us, but now the gods came in person..." After finishing speaking, he lowered his head.

The daughter standing beside him couldn't help but shed tears: "I don't want it. I don't want... Dad, I really don't want... to come."

The last sentence was barely audible.

His father comforted her.

The coming of the gods has had a huge impact on this world.

Some people look forward to becoming nobles, returning to the dark ages, and enjoying a life of extravagance and corruption.

Some people are afraid that they will go back to the past, bid farewell to their new life, be bullied, sacrificed, and driven to the border of Grayland.

Lu Jia looked at these people and pursed his lips.

He suddenly felt his shallowness and ignorance.

He used to think that as long as he could no longer send light through prayers, the world would be better.

It seems to be getting better now, but how fragile it is.

As long as there is news of the gods, it will be broken.

This is not an earth without gods, but a world created by gods. People can hear, see, feel, and feel that gods really exist.

How inapplicable it is to transfer the set from the earth.

There may be a world of science and technology here in the future, but there will never be a lack of figures of gods and belief in gods here.

This world is essentially the world of gods.

"Sorry." This time, Lu Jia felt deeply sorry for the God of Light. He looked at the God who represented light and had gentle golden eyes, "Sorry."

All he could say was sorry.

He doesn't seem to be helping, making a mess even worse.

Sorry.

Lu Jia had a sore nose.

"It's okay." The God of Light raised his hand, wiped away the slight moisture from the corners of his eyes, and replied to what Lu Jia had said to him before.

It's okay, so don't feel bad.

"It's a very simple matter."

The light golden eyes of the God of Light are half-down.

"if only……"

Just wipe out all the creatures that don't suit your wishes.

However, this is not something that should be said to Lu Jia who is a human being.

"...just put a little thought into it."

The gods can create a new creature with a wave of their hands, so the creatures seem so insignificant-before the gods care about people.

Lu Jia nodded.

Professionals solve professional problems, and he can do it well.

"If I can help, please call me." Lu Jia begged.

"Okay." The God of Light agreed.

When the sun goes down, the God of Light who returns to the temple summons Mrs. Lane.

"Create an order in this world."

Mrs Lane bowed her head respectfully.

"Follow your will."

From this day on, the God of Light and Lu Jia stayed in the temple, controlling the entire transformation through the light screen.

Under Mrs. Lane's bloody means, the order here in God's Capital was re-established.

[Believe in the gods, love the gods, and worship the gods.Use your own hands to get the fruits of labor, and dedicate to the gods with diligence and sincerity]

Kill all who dare to be greedy - do you want the gods to abandon us again?

In the previous era of evil, the gods had already rejected us. It was Master Lu Jia who persuaded him so hard that the gods were willing to give us a chance.

Next to each statue, a small statue was newly erected, representing Lord Lu Jia who worked hard to persuade the gods for the sake of mankind.

The new order is brought to other places by the army of the gods, and the sword points to a new scene.

The whole world slowly changed from division to unity, and a new order spread.

With the blessing of the gods, the army is invincible. When encountering stubborn resistance, there will be miracles to help eliminate evil and arrest evil people to reform them.

Everything is developing in an orderly manner.

Only Lu Jia was puzzled by Mrs. Lane's promotion of herself and the erection of a stone statue next to the statue.

And he curled up his toes in embarrassment.

What kind of confusing operation is this?

Isn't Mrs. Lane worried that the gods are unhappy?