Wang Xiaoming of Lucifer

"In terms of function, our definition of the Dao of Heaven should be the same, but in terms of existence, it should be different." Lucifer said with certainty.

"I think so too." Wang Xiaoming nodded equally affirmatively, "Did you just say that Lilith is the way of heaven?"

Lucifer nodded.

"So in your perception, the way of heaven is a person?"

"No," Lucifer shook his head and corrected, "It's an intelligent creature."

"Okay, intelligent creatures." Wang Xiaoming changed his words "follow kindness like a stream", "This feels a bit subtle." Wang Xiaoming sighed while writing something on the paper, "I always thought that as the way of heaven, 'the world is not benevolent, so the world is not benevolent. "Everything is a humble dog" should be the basic, but if the so-called Dao of Heaven is actually an intelligent race, it should be difficult to do this, right?"

"Why do you think so?"

"Because people have their own preferences, and if they have preferences, it is impossible to be fair." Wang Xiaoming stopped the record in his hand, looked up into Lucifer's eyes and said, "If the way of heaven cannot be fair, those who are not Isn't it pitiful to be liked by the Dao of Heaven?"

"First of all, not all gods are human." Lucifer corrected again, "Secondly, what do you think is fair?"

Faced with this question, Wang Xiaoming opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only whisper in the end: "Fairness is fairness."

"Then let me change the question. Do you think humans, as an intelligent race, are fair to those non-intelligent races under the current circumstances?"

"I'm not sure." Wang Xiaoming actually didn't understand the meaning of Lucifer's question at all. "Which aspect of fairness are you referring to?"

"Cats and dogs are treated as pets because they are cute, chickens and ducks are treated as food because they are delicious, and cockroaches are treated as pests because they spread germs. Is this fair?"

"It's not fair!" Wang Xiaoming, who understood his meaning through Lucifer's example, replied resolutely and decisively, "Of course it's not fair."

"So, what do you think of the current Earth?" Lucifer asked again.

"En? Which aspect is good?" Wang Xiaoming was suddenly confused again.

"Do you think if this continues, the earth will perish?"

"It shouldn't be a big deal." Wang Xiaoming said with some uncertainty, "If you just mean whether the current way of life of human beings will destroy the earth."

"Then since the earth will not be destroyed, what's the big deal if humans have a special love for certain creatures?"

"It doesn't seem to be a big deal?" Wang Xiaoming said with some uncertainty, "Wait! Why did we suddenly talk about this topic?"

"Because you seem very interested." Lucifer pretended to be innocent and said, "I'm just following your wishes to chat."

"Ah? It seems like this." Wang Xiaoming looked down at the paper in his hand with some embarrassment, trying to regain his train of thought just now, "You haven't told me, what is the difference between the way of heaven and the will of the plane?"

"The way of heaven, also known as the will of the world, is responsible for specifying the operating rules of the entire world, while the will of the planes is responsible for the implementation of the rules of each parallel plane." Lucifer's answer became concise and written again.

"Subordinate relationship?" Wang Xiaoming asked uncertainly.

"It's not a complete subordinate relationship." Lucifer replied.

"Oh," Wang Xiaoming began to write something on the paper again, "I'm very curious, if Tian Dao is a human being, no, intelligent creatures can't manage so many parallel planes, how can the will of that plane be so busy? Because Are they not intelligent beings?"

"Because every plane has a plane will that belongs to that plane alone." Lucifer corrected.

"So, is the will of the plane an intelligent race?" Wang Xiaoming asked.

"No, although they can transform the appearance of anything in this world if they wish."

"A table and chair are all right?"

"It's all right."

"Suddenly I feel that those so-called fusangshen in Japanese mythology may all be transformed by the will of the plane." Wang Xiaoming said with divergent thinking.

As for Wang Xiaoming's surprise, which had nothing to do with the topic, and he had no interest in sighing, Lucifer chose to pretend that he didn't hear it.

But Wang Xiaoming didn't expect Lucifer to answer: "So, let's go back to the original question, is there any other difference between the chosen ones, the chosen ones, and the chosen ones? outside."

"There are quite a few differences. The most important thing is that the division of labor among the three is different, and the sources of abilities are also different."

"What's the difference?"

"Let's talk about the division of labor first. The job of the chosen person is very simple, which is to help the will of the plane to manage the plane he is in; the job of the chosen person is to cultivate himself, and then pass the assessment of the way of heaven to become the way of heaven; as for the candidate, there is no fixed For work, they can choose to maintain the rules of the plane like the Earth Selectors, or they can choose to participate in the Heavenly Dao assessment, and of course doing nothing is also one of the choices."

"Why do I have a subtle feeling that the candidate is similar to the rich second generation?" Wang Xiaoming complained, while recording something on the paper, "Wait!" Suddenly Wang Xiaoming raised his head and looked directly at Lucifer and asked, "You guys that day? Does it mean that I am the chosen one?!"

Lucifer nodded.

"I...fuck?" The surprise came too suddenly, and Wang Xiaoming instantly fell into a state of bewilderment, "So...exciting?"

Lucifer didn't say anything about it, but just sat there quietly waiting for Wang Xiaoming to recover.

"I... I... Fuck, fuck, fuck?!" Wang Xiaoming continued to let out various meaningless exclamations with a dazed expression.

After 1 minute, Wang Xiaoming finally returned to normal on the surface: "How do I train myself?! Is the Heavenly Dao test difficult?! If I fail, can I take the test again? What do I need to do?!"

"Calm down." Lucifer stretched out his hands to hold Wang Xiaoming's shoulders that were almost on his body, and pushed him back on the beanbag sofa, "Take a deep breath and relax."

"Okay," Wang Xiaoming took a deep breath obediently, and then looked at Lucifer with bright eyes, "And then?! And then?!"

Lucifer looked at Wang Xiaoming whose face was flushed, obviously overexcited, shook his head helplessly, then conjured up a large handful of crushed ice, stuffed it into Wang Xiaoming's pajamas along the collar, and made Wang Xiaoming shiver from the cold.