Nobody told me it's not a game

Chapter 282 Kid, This Is Your ID Number!
There is such a good thing!

Zuo Chang looked at the jar close at hand, and wondered, "Inside—"

"Yes, the real body of the god is in the jar."

"Oh……"

Zuo Chang was skeptical, but he still walked up: "Give it to me?"

The dragon nodded: "Take it. As long as you touch the jar, your mission is over."

With three points of doubt in his arms, Zuo Chang stretched out his hand and touched the pot of gold.

The next moment-

A strong shock emerged, and the golden pot emitted a bright light, forcing Zuo Chang to close his eyes.

Mayumi was deeply hurt by it, she turned her head and closed her eyes, and the next moment, she smelled a fragrance.

This is……

Before starting the training, she specially ignited the calming incense, which can calm the mind and relieve mental fatigue.

Slowly opening her eyes, she found that she had returned to the training ground in Sky City.

Everything I experienced just now seemed like a dream, but the dust on the soles of the feet and the green blood in the hands all showed the truth:

Just now, she arrived at an inexplicable place.

"What the hell is Father doing..."

She muttered, dissatisfied with Zuo Chang's unpredictable whereabouts.

She thought that she should have insight into all the actions of her father and know everything he did.

the other side.

"Bang!"

Inside the witch's hut, an unoccupied chair suddenly moved back, making a harsh sound.

The people sitting around the table turned their heads and saw Zuo Chang appearing in the light, and was pushed down on the chair by something.

In his hands, he was holding a rather large gold jar.

This is--

Is it—

"Pot of gold?!"

Everyone present stood up and looked at the golden pot with astonishment.

Long Strategist asked: "Heavenly King, did you succeed?"

Zuo Chang is still out of the situation: "It feels like a success."

"Feeling?"

"Because the whole process was so smooth, there were almost no twists and turns, so it was a feeling."

hiss--

Everyone looked at each other with hesitation.

In the end, the war demon said: "Smoothness is normal. To be honest, I don't think that abyssal dragon should have appeared. We should take out the pot of gold the first time we enter. That is really reasonable! After all, this But the arrangement of the gods."

Zuo Chang heard the words and thought there was some truth to it.

If what Fengshen said is true, the junction is the key to the "resurrection" of the god.

The gods arranged it seamlessly, and the whole process was safe and sound, which is logical.

Now there is still a back door left, allowing other gods to send in "a moment of divine power", which seems somewhat amateurish-but this setting may be unavoidable.

If no water enters the junction, how can Zuo Chang enter?

"Crack."

Zuo Chang looked devout, and put the pot of gold on the table.

He put his hands together, crossed his fingers, and looked around: "Everyone, if there is no accident, this jar contains the body of the god...War, come here, open the lid."

The War Demon is crouching on a chair.

Hearing this, it cast a mentally handicapped look: "My lord, why don't you open it?"

"Are you an adult, or am I an adult? Now is the time for you to make meritorious deeds. It's the first time you entered the junction, and your performance is really not as good as a top demon! Give you a chance to make up for your mistakes, are you still dissatisfied?"

"..."

The war demon hesitated for a moment, not daring to step forward.

Reason, nothing else.

In the well-known legend, the king who opened the pot of gold was turned into stone by the gods!
Taking a step back, this jar—

Do you want to open it?

Long Strategist frowned deeply, he didn't enter the junction, and all that Zuo Chang experienced was just dictated by the war demon.

At this moment, the "body" of the god of heaven is in front of his eyes, and he inevitably hesitates: "Hey... I have a word, king of heaven, I don't know if I should say it or not."

Zuo Chang turned his head: "Say it."

"Do you have to open it now?"

Long Strategist looked left and right.

He looked at everyone's faces, obviously asking for advice: "That is to say, is it too hasty? Maybe, we can go out and open it; or wait for a more suitable opportunity to open it again."

Open early and open late, it's not about to open!

Now it's just a matter of finishing, just kick it away!

Zuo Chang waved his hand and said, "Yechang has many dreams, if you dare not open it, then I will open it."

"Please."

The war demon raised its front paws.

"Generally, please."

The witch of potions was also cautious, and she even quietly drew her wand.

Long Strategist and Mu Suogen looked solemn, and took a step back at the same time!
They all sensed each other's movements, and they looked at each other and smiled at the moment, feeling a little sympathetic to each other.

Zuo Chang concentrated all his attention, and his outstretched hand had already touched the cover of the pot of gold. Before he could lift it up, the cover suddenly bounced off with a "beep", hit the ceiling, and fell heavily to the ground!
An arm carved in powder and jade suddenly appeared on the mouth of the jar.

Immediately, a little girl with long black hair in a white dress climbed out of the jar, her slightly baby-fat face was a bit confused, she looked left and right.

"..."

"..."

Silent!

It is indeed an unbelievable thing that there is a young child who looks only seven or eight years old in the jar.

But everyone present did not dare to make too much noise, nor did they dare to move even a finger.

After all, what appears in front of you now is likely to be a great and supreme existence that has ruled the world for thousands of years——

God!

The little girl looked around, and finally focused her gaze on Zuo Chang's face.

Zuo Chang was frightened after the pot of gold was opened by itself, and subconsciously stood up.

At this moment, Tianshen was standing on the table, but because of his height, he still had to look up at Zuo Chang.

She smiled and said, "Ah, Zuo Chang, this is our first meeting, right? Hello, hello, I'm—God."

A white jade-like palm stretched out in front of her eyes.

Under the close watch of everyone holding their breath, Zuo Chang stretched out his hand and held the small palm of the god: "You, hello... are you... the god?"

"Hmm. Isn't it different?"

The young girl asked generously.

Zuo Chang felt the tenderness and smallness in his palm, and really couldn't connect the god with the young girl in front of him.

After hesitating for a moment, he still said, "It's... nothing like it. God, I fought you before, and your image—er, is very tall."

"That's just projection magic."

Zuo Chang squatted down halfway, trying to be at eye level with the gods: "You can't say that you are a god, you are a god, right? Do you... have any proof?"

"Witch, bring a pen and paper."

The god of heaven gave an order of course.

The Potion Witch was slightly taken aback, she rummaged through the box, and quickly found a pen and paper: "I don't have paper, is this pen okay? Only this one."

"As long as you can write."

The god lowered his head and wrote something in his palm.

Finally, she showed her palm and said, "This is your ID number. Zuo Chang, do you now believe that I am a god?"

Zuo Chang looked down, the number written by the god was really his ID number.

(End of this chapter)