Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

As soon as Yan Wenmo came out from Yang Jin's place, she saw Yan Wenhe. Yan Wenhe took the excuse that they hadn't seen each other for a long time and wanted to play chess with Yan Wenmo, so they played a game of chess in her courtyard.

Yan Wenmo was already accustomed to his beating around the bush, so she didn't refuse. The two of them simply took advantage of this half day to relax for a while.

Yan Wenhe first talked about some trivial matters in a roundabout way, and then the topic came to Gu Hansheng. Yan Wenhe looked at Yan Wenmo's nonchalant face and asked tentatively:

"That Master Gu, is he...really a god?!"

In response to Yan Wenhe's question, Yan Wenmo just looked at the chessboard. She nodded subconsciously, admitting it. Yan Wenhe looked at her in shock, and after hesitating for a long time, he asked in surprise:

"Shouldn't God be high and mighty?! Why does he seem so approachable?!"

Yan Wenmo was not surprised by this, but explained:

"Father, although God possesses great power, status, and even the power to control all living things, this does not mean that God cannot do whatever he wants."

At this point, she calmly put down a chess piece and said as if it was a matter of course:

"Although Gu Hansheng is a god, he also has his responsibilities and obligations, and even his obligations. He is no different from mortals. It's just that he has lived long enough. Therefore, gods and mortals are the same, so you don't have to be afraid of him, and mortals don't have to be afraid of him either."

Yan Wenmo spoke frankly, but Yan Wenhe obviously disagreed, so he asked:

"But, can a god who is not feared by mortals still be considered a god?! A god who is not worshipped by mortals and is no different from mortals?! Do mortals still need to admire him and offer him incense?!"

When Yan Wenmo heard this, she understood what her father wanted to ask, so she finally looked up at Yan Wenhe and said with a smile:

"Father, there are 599 gods in heaven and earth, 257 in the main system, 114 in the earthly immortals, 28 in the underworld, and 157 in ancient mythology. So many gods need incense, can you worship them all by yourself?!"

At this point, she pointed at the chessboard and said slowly:

"If you worship one person for one day, you will have to worship for nearly two years. If you worship one person for half a day, you will have to worship for a year. Are those gods who have never received incense not gods? Are they just giving up?! And these are all well-known. There are countless unknown ones. Could it be that those people have given up too?!"

Yan Wenhe was stunned by her question and stared at Yan Wenmo blankly. Yan Wenmo looked at Yan Wenhe's puzzled look, smiled, and then asked in a rather teasing tone:

"Father, as the prime minister, you are second only to the emperor, but do you know who is the mayor of Wanhe Town in our country? Do you know who is the constable in that town? Do you know how many prisoners are held in that town, and who are the officers escorting the prisoners?"

Yan Wenhe really didn't know, but as an elder, he didn't want to appear too stupid, so he asked back:

"Then do you know?!"

"I do not know!"

Yan Wenmo spoke calmly, as if it was no big deal. Yan Wenhe wanted to ask more, but he seemed to understand something. He looked at Yan Wenmo and then seemed to have realized something:

"God is just a title, a position, no different from ordinary people. Therefore, whether or not he is remembered by people, or whether or not he is worshipped, these are not important. What is important is whether or not God is doing those things?!"

Yan Wenmo nodded in appreciation of his answer. Seeing her like this, Yan Wenhe remained silent, and then said with a complicated expression:

"does it worth?!"

Is it worth it?! Perhaps it was because of Yan Wenhe's sympathy that he asked this question.

After all, if no one remembers, no one knows, and no one cares, wouldn’t it be too cruel in God’s life, which is so long that it is almost impossible to calculate in time?

Yan Wenmo was silent for a moment, because she couldn't answer either, but she was silent for a long time before she spoke in a firm and even cruel tone:

"Some things always have to be done by someone. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Father is the prime minister. When you speak out for the welfare of the people, have you ever thought... Is it worth it?!"

In fact, Yan Wenhe had not thought so much about it. When he was arguing with those people in the court, he just wanted to do more for the people and make their lives better. In this way, he would not have wasted his hard work of studying late into the night.

Now that Yan Wenmo asked this question, he was stunned. Perhaps it was because no one had asked this question before, so he had never thought about it, but now that his daughter asked it, he felt that he should answer it well, so he looked at Yan Wenmo and said without hesitation:

"It's worth it. With my own strength, it is worth it to bring peace to the people."

Yan Wenmo curled his lips when he heard this, and then smiled complacently:

"Father said it was worth it, so why do you think those people don't think it's worth it?! Could it be that Father thinks that I'm the only one who's wholeheartedly working for the people?!"

Yan Wenhe was stunned for a moment, but frowned. He looked at Yan Wenmo and couldn't help but said in a deep voice:

"If that's the case, then what about those fallen gods?"

Yan Wenmo couldn't help but sigh when he heard this, and then spread his hands and said:

"Is there nothing we can do about it?! There are too many gods occupying the toilet without doing anything, we have to find a suitable excuse to get rid of them."

Yan Wenhe's frown deepened. He couldn't help but raise his voice and asked:

"Even those mortals?! Deal with them together?? So, those mortals should die?!"

Seeing Yan Wenhe's serious face, Yan Wenmo sighed, spread his hands and said:

"Father, the towering tree has fallen, and those gods cannot return to heaven. This matter is not something that we mortals can solve. As for the rest, it is also arranged by God. What I can do is to do my best to protect the survivors. I am really too busy to do anything else."

At this point, she looked at Yan Wenhe with a sincere attitude, a humble tone, and even a hint of flattery, and sighed:

"Father, it is true that they are gods, but gods are not omnipotent. They also have limited strength and are stretched to their limits. We are lucky to be here to protect these survivors. Otherwise, we mortals will be at the mercy of others, and that is something father would not want to see."

Yan Wenhe naturally didn't want to see it, but he didn't understand. He didn't understand why Yan Wenmo said that he wanted to deal with some gods who were occupying the toilet but not doing anything, but also said that it was their great luck to have gods protecting them now.

He didn't understand why fallen gods could hurt humans so wantonly, but Yan Wenmo said that gods could give up everything to protect the common people. These two phenomena were too disparate, so disparate that he couldn't face them, or even understand them.

In fact, this is normal, because the God that Yan Wenmo mentioned is different from the so-called God in reality, and they are even two completely different systems.

One is willing to sacrifice everything for the sake of the world, even his own life, while the other is willing to sacrifice everything for himself, even the destruction of the world.

These are two completely different choices, but Yan Wenmo's choice is obviously inclined towards the one that can sacrifice everything for the sake of the common people. Therefore, her statement is contrary to the ideas that Yan Wenhe has been exposed to. However, it is not his fault. After all, he has seen many more fallen gods than gods.