Who made you not earnestly create the world!

After the archangels left, the silver-haired deity asked melancholy about his artifact: "The Book of Creation, didn't you and I build the world according to the Bible? Why does Lucifer in this world seem to be spoiled somewhere?" Feel?"

The book with the golden case replied: "Are you sure it's not your problem? You must know that the character of the creator often affects the creation. You didn't think of anything messy when you created Lucifer, right?"

In the next second, the Book of Creation was deeply sunk into the wall on the right side of the temple.As the residence of the Creation God, the walls of the temple would not be damaged by thunder and thunder, but at this time, there were countless spider web-like cracks around the Book of Creation, and powder fell from the wall one after another.

The silver-haired deity withdrew his hand and returned to the bedroom to rest with a blank expression.

What is the least money for the longevity race?That is - time.

There is no night in the heavens, and Metatron, who was busy day by day, realized that 100 years had passed since he met God the Father that day when he was talking casually with his adjutant.

When the adjutant left his office, Metatron looked at the mountains of documents piled up on his desk and became dazed.

100 years... seems like a long time, but in the heavens, it just flies by.It can be said that in the past 100 years, I have changed a lot.Facing the affairs of the heavens, from being at a loss, flustered, feeling stressed and full of mistakes to being able to do a job with ease, even he himself can't believe his achievements and changes.

Metatron absent-mindedly picked up the document in front of him and read it. After 10 minutes of reading, he couldn't read a single word. He simply threw away the document in his hand and leaned back, slumped on the chair.

He raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, looking tired. The high-intensity work and mental work that has not rested for 100 years will make even seraphs feel tired, not to mention that it is the first time for these seven archangels to start work, and they are still immature, and each archangel is busy. Non-stop, the last time I saw other companions was 30 years ago.

"Meta, are you there?"

Whatever comes to mind.Even though he thought so, Metatron, who seldom saw his companion, was still very happy, and hurriedly said, "Come in directly, Michael."

The long red-haired seraph opened the door and came in, sat across the desk in front of Metatron and complained immediately: "Meta, do you know? I wonder if Lucifer has gone crazy recently, he He even threw half a room full of documents for me to deal with, and even threatened me to accompany Samuel to sort out the law of the kingdom of heaven if I didn't finish processing within a year! God knows that I feel dizzy when I see the words, why don't I build the Jiuzhong The passage of heaven!"

Looking at his out-of-character and heartless companion, Metatron was a little dumbfounded, he persuaded: "Michael, you are Seraphim's deputy, it's not like you don't know how busy Lucifer is, just stay in the office He reads and approves documents, but who else can approve and write documents for him besides you? And with Lucifer as an officer, you are indeed the most free among us..." At the end of the day, the busy person almost spent most of his time in the office Mehta at the table also complained.

God knows how envious these archangels envy Michael, who has Lucifer, a capable officer who works hard and protects his weaknesses. He knows that Michael is not good at handling paperwork and is careless, so all he is given is some Simple and trivial things can basically be handled easily, and it doesn't take much time.

He also knew how much his own boss helped him with his own work. Michael scratched his hair guiltily, making his hair, which was not very tidy, look like a chicken coop. He decided to go back and be good. Dispose of the files in the room.

Metatron put his left hand on his forehead and said angrily: "If you come to dodge today, I don't have time to entertain you, I'm busy!"

Michael pursed his lips, and said aggrievedly: "I'm here to inform you to go to his palace tomorrow for Lucifer, and I have something to ask you to do, don't tell me how lazy I am."

Metatron sneered, "Stop making excuses, Lucifer can find any angel to tell me about this kind of thing, and you don't need to condescend to tell me in person?"

Curling his lips, Michael muttered in dissatisfaction: "I'm so busy every day, it won't be a big deal to take a break. There are so many angels in the heavens, so it's okay to divide things up. Why do you have to exhaust yourself? Don't even think about it." How long has it been since the seven of us got together?"

"Even if we do it ourselves, we are worried about messing it up. How can we trust the angels to do it?" Metatron smiled wryly. It has only been 100 years since the creation of the world, and their seven archangels are facing the entire heaven It can be said that there is no way to start, biting the bullet and groping to do it. If you fail, start again, and then fail again, and repeat the cycle several times before you can get things done. It has been 100 years and now Tianjielian is planning One-third of it doesn't look like it, and I don't know how long it will take to reach the prosperous look planned at the beginning.

Michael was also very clear about the hard work of building the heavens. Thinking of the exhaustion and exhaustion of his companions over the years, Michael was silent.

Seeing the rare silence of his always energetic companion, Metatron also felt a little distressed, and said with a smile: "It's okay to be busy, the most important thing is the heavens and the angels, isn't it? As long as the heavens can prosper, we will be more tired. What's there?"

Michael also smiled dryly, "That's right."

Propping his chin with his hands, Metatron suddenly looked at Michael with a smile, "Speaking of which, the seven of us really haven't been together properly. Do you have any urgent business?"

"No, what's the matter?" Michael looked at him suspiciously.

"Help me to ask them if they can be free in the afternoon after seven days. How about we get together in the eighth heaven?" Metatron said with a smile.

Michael's eyes lit up, "I'm going right away!" As he said that, he hurriedly got up and was about to leave.

"Wait!" Seeing that Michael was about to get up, Metatron hurriedly held him across the table, and said helplessly, "Can you stop being so impatient? Wait for me to finish first."

Michael just sat back in a daze.

"You first ask them if they are free in seven days. If not, you can make another appointment. When will you be free and when will you meet at the eighth heaven?" Metatron pondered for a moment, then said, " Lucifer is very likely to refuse, you can tell him that we can also regard it as a meeting to report on work and discuss the direction of the heavens; the Messiah may say that he is not interested, and you have to let him He agreed; if Samuel says no, you can say that we can discuss the laws of the heavens together that day. That’s it, you can do the rest, no matter what, you have to ask them to come out for a day.”

"What about Raphael and Gabriel?" Michael was surprised that Metatron didn't mention the other two companions.

Rolling his eyes, Metatron said, "Do you think Raphael and Gabriel will go?" He was the one who initiated the invitation, and Michael, the two with the best personalities among the archangels, came to invite him personally. How could a bit refuse?

Thinking of his two companions who were always talkative, Michael rubbed his head in embarrassment and got up and said, "If I have nothing to explain, then I'll go find them?"

"Go." Metatron waved his hand, and then thought about where the scenery in the eighth heaven was the most suitable for gathering.

At this time, in the great hall of the Ninth Heaven——

The silver-haired deity who just woke up from a deep sleep was sitting in the cathedral, inadvertently watching the whole process with his divine sense.

The silver-haired deity, who was still wearing a nightgown, sat lazily on the throne, and tapped the golden book on his lap with his right hand: "How do you feel?"

Words immediately appeared on the blank pages: "First, the seven of them work very well and are diligent; second, the seven of them have a really good relationship." 100 years ago, they called each other His Highness, and 100 years later, they directly talked about each other in private. I called my name.

The silver-haired god raised his eyebrows, "That's all?"

"Otherwise?" The Golden Book asked confidently.

Well, there really isn't much to say.Shrugging his shoulders in his heart, the silver-haired god didn't ask any further questions. Originally, he was a little dissatisfied when he saw that the heavens hadn't been built after 100 years. Why don't you give them a day off for their hard work?

The silver-haired deity rubbed its chin and thought.

So the silver-haired deity put his divine thoughts on Lucifer who was in the office, who was mad at a table of documents, and saw the vice-lord of the Kingdom of Heaven, who he had always remembered as elegant and rational, writing the document approval with a frenzied expression, the silver-haired deity Just a little... at a loss.

The reason why he can hand over the task of building the heavens to the seven archangels and go to sleep by himself is because he raised their IQ and strength to the highest point when creating the seven archangels, and according to the creation According to the arrangement of the book, Lucifer will not only be a veritable deputy of the kingdom of heaven in the future, but also use his own ability to lead the fallen angels to create their own territory in hell after falling into heaven.So seeing that Lucifer and other archangels are just such a headache in the early days of creation, the silver-haired gods are really a little...disillusioned.

Nima, give me an elegant, rational, omnipotent current Archangel Seraph and future Demon King!

But you can't let your future labor force die suddenly due to work fatigue.