Chapter 292: The Dense Forest Frontier

Bai Jiamu blurted out, "Why are you suddenly telling Bai Liu's fortune?

"What fortune telling!" The Reverse God retorted, seemingly in anger, "My skill is called [listening to God's words], that's not the same thing as fortune telling!"

"It's all pretty much the same." A teammate from the killer sequence came up next to me with gusto, "What did you figure out?"

The Reverse God's gaze lapsed and he smiled, "Counting out the birth of a new god."

Bai Jiamu quickly thought of the snake breeders and the strange attitude of the natives towards Bai Liu, and frowned: "Are you saying that Bai Liu will become the new god of the natives in this copy?"

The Reverse God turned, no emotion audible in his voice: "Sort of."

"But the origin of the gods are all the same, Bai Liu can be chosen here, proving that he's been chosen in all the copies, which is why he keeps running into the old gods ...... level npc."

The Reverse God was quiet for a moment: "The Evil God belongs to Bai Liu as his next successor, and he is inducing Bai Liu to kill the God-class npc."

Bai Jiamu frowned at this: "What do you mean?"

The Reverse God turned his face and was smiling again, "I don't really understand it either, it's just that I've seen something divine, a prophecy that is."

"Even I, the prophet, sometimes wonder if what I prophesied is true, or if the gods have deliberately sent this word down to make me imagine that I am on the wrong track."

The more Bai Jiamu listened, the more Buming white he became, his eyebrows knotted up: "You mean God told lies?"

The Reverse God shook his head: "My skill is, as you know, similar to that of a religious inquisitor, and my skill is to receive the oracle of the future from God and to judge the people with this foretelling oracle."

"The oracle is absolutely true, and God does see everything that will happen about each person in the future."

Bai Jiamu is getting more and more confused by the minute: "So why ......"

The Reverse God lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was contemplating something, and when he spoke again he abruptly changed the subject, "Do you know how to deceive someone perfectly without lying?"

Bai Jiamu was stunned: "How?"

The Reverse God looked up at Bai Jiamu with a very peculiar smile on his face, "That is to tell him only a few words about what is true."

"The oracle is the most perfect presentation of this deceptive thinking."

The rain is falling heavily, and the eerie smell of campfires is coming from the dense jungle.

In the centre of the indigenous territory, further into the lake, there is a shed built from a mixture of broad leaves and grass roots, under which a two-person high wooden statue of a god is placed, its brow and forehead painted with a characteristic oily red paint of grass and wood.

Around the idol, six torch piles were placed, and instead of going out in such torrential weather, the flames strangely flared higher and higher as the wind blew.

The natives, covered in red paint, jumped around the idol and the six torch piles in a strange pattern of circles, striking themselves on their knees and humming an unknown, eerie tune under their breath.

In front of the idol knelt a man on all fours in the mud, the traditional indigenous leader, his hands facing upwards, his head humbly buried in the mud, letting the heavy rain wash over him, and praying under his breath.

"O God, you have given us vast lands, abundant rain, forewarned us of enemies and crises, gifted us with Pluto, a lake of death, as a harbour of defence, and sent down sweet rain and dew to help us fight back when our enemies sneak up on us with their sinful artillery."

"The victory will be ours in the end, for God has foretold it all."

"You once sent down an oracle telling us that the only way to rid ourselves of the evil strangers who occupy our land and enslave our bodies is to kill that factory manager."

Slowly, as if fearful of offending the wooden statue, the kneeling man raised his head, craning his neck and gazing wildly at the idol.

"You and I are so much in agreement that that factory manager is indeed a vile and shameless stranger too, bewitching us with a facade of hypocrisy!"

"We have reclaimed our freedom under the direction of your oracle, the next step is to win this war, God, tell us, tell your weak and devout followers, what shall we do?"

"For this, I will offer your favourite offering, our desire and pain!"

After the words were spoken, the man climbed into the shed and attached his ear to the ground, as if he were listening to the oracle sent down by God, and nodded his head now and then in response, looking solemn, as if he had really heard something.

The other indigenous people waited with bated breath.

A short time later the man stepped carefully out of the shed, and he stood with a twinkle in his eye, and a malice that could not be hidden showed in his voice:

"God said, kill that Guy and that new faction commander and put me back in power and God will give us back everything we once had."

"And everything will be back in peace."

On board a small boat.

Bai Jiamu was still thinking about what the Reverse God had just said when he didn't resist asking a follow-up question, "But Reverse God, even if the oracle has the potential to induce deception, although I don't think God really exists, didn't you say that few people besides you heard that so-called oracle?"

Bai Jiamu was not religious, he had a sceptical attitude towards these gods and godless things, and was fine with the reverse gods.

This magus had a strong sense of self-management - he did not believe in God even against God, but only took prophecy as a reference, and sometimes he did not take the oracles seriously at all, and would even go back on the instructions in them.

That's why this guy was called [The Judge Against God] before.

"You're asking me why an NPC in a copy can also hear the oracle, right?" The Reverse God sat paddling by the side of the boat as he smilingly looked back at Bai Jiamu, "Except for judges like me who can make a one-way call to God from time to time and ask him about the oracle, whether or not an ordinary person can hear the oracle depends on how strong the person's inner desires are."

"In other words, that is, most of the oracles a person can hear are what he wants to hear from God, in line with where his own desires are going."

"Most of the cases in history where the oracle could be heard were just because the person wanted some kind of status, so they used divine power as a front to persecute others."

The Reverse God withdrew his gaze: "But it does not exclude that some people can really hear the oracle, and the gods do like to give hints to people with such strong desires, and then use these people to control the world after they have stirred it up."

"God doesn't want to see the world in a mess of peace so that he has no value in existing."

Several members of the killer sequence who wanted to hear the gossip padded over to crouch next to the Reverse God and the Little Mu boat followed and fell to one side.

The Reverse God was quick to pivot his feet to the other side, disliking the two members of the crew who were running this way, steadied the boat and said rather helplessly, "Why don't you guys help overturn the boat if you don't help paddle to see me paddle all by myself? You guys are undercover agents sent to assassinate me by that group of traditional natives, right?"

The team nodded fervently, "That's not out of the question, the traditionalists have a game advantage, take your head and defect over and we might be able to just lie our way through the game."

Against the Gods: "......"

I worked so hard to bring them through the game for what exactly.

A few of the Killer Sequence players were all smiles, knowing full well that they had come to this copy to help Spades sharpen up.

The players were already young, and with this back-and-forth with Spades, and with the gods as their tactician, it was a bit of a game, and they all played with a sense of relaxation.

Bai Jiamu took the oar of the reverse god and curiously pursued the question, "I don't hear the oracle even when my desire is strong."

The Reverse God gave him a sidelong glance, "At your young age, how strong can you be in your desires, a god has to have pretty strong desires for someone to look at."

A member of the team chimed in meaningfully, "Oh, young, Bai Jiamu, is your strongest desire when you wake up every day?"

Bai Jiamu was furious and gave the man a smack: "Bai Yi, don't give me such colourful jokes just because you're my brother-in-law! Or I'll cut you into pieces and feed you to the fish!"

Bai Yi rubbed his nose, spat out his tongue and shut up.

Bai Jiamu looked at the Reverse God and retorted fiercely, his ears glowing red: " Isn't Bai Liu young? Didn't you say he was chosen by the gods to be the heir? How strong can his desire be? Doesn't he just wake up every day and do it himself!"

Bai Yi retorted slyly from the sidelines, "No, he's married to Spades, so it's him and Spades down there at night."

Bai Jiamu: "......"

Against the Gods: "......"

After a moment, Bai Yi stroked her chin and added thoughtfully, "Of course if Bai Liu is horny, it's not impossible to have another go in the morning, or possibly from morning to night ......"

Bai Jiamu expressionlessly lifted the pulp and hit Bai Yi on the buttocks, knocking him off the water with a vengeance.

Bai Yi's head soon emerged from the water and he looked incredulously at Bai Jiamu with a visible look of aggression on his face, "What are you hitting me for? I didn't say that, Bai Liu said it himself, he said he and Spades used 18 boxes of dodging in one night - grrrr!

Bai Jiamu stood up and stepped on the side of the boat with a furious expression as he pushed the oar down on Bai Yi's head, "Shut up, I'm underage!"

Bai Yi screamed, " Bai Jiamu, you can't stop adults from telling dirty jokes just because you're underage, you're only a month away from being an adult!"

"Adults should have yellow freedom-! Gollum-! Spades is married and you're going to deny the fact that he's with someone and has a sex life! Gollum-!!!"

Bai Yi pushes loudly: "You just don't like the fact that you're the last one on the team not to get married, even Spades, a purebred straight guy, found a wife before you did ......"

Bai Jiamu, who was red from ear to ear, slapped Bai Yi's face twice with his paddle with a scowl.

Bai Yi fell backwards, dizzy, with mosquitoes in his eyes and no bubbles floating up from the water.

Bai Jiamu took two deep breaths, then sat down with a red face, a fierce gaze and a very calm demeanour as he looked squarely at the Reverse God, "I don't mind at all, at all, that I'm the last single male in the Slayer sequence team, don't you listen to him."

The Reverse God calmly ignored the blood on the oars and gave him a thumbs up, "Great justice, well done."