Who made you not earnestly create the world!

Putting away his frustration, the silver-haired deity looked at Metatron, "Play it for me later, Metatron."

Metatron raised his head slightly, still not daring to look directly at the silver-haired god, and replied, "Okay, Father God."

... It's better to go back and watch the excitement of the whole heaven with your mind.

The silver-haired deity was beginning to feel bored.

Lucifer, who had some understanding of God's preferences, also felt that God would be unhappy if this continued, so he began to think about it, it was rare to be able to get so close to God—even if God used the body of Messiah—if he let God will cry if he goes back like this, but who knows if God will come down again?

Lucifer leaned over his body, shortening the distance with God, creating a feeling of intimacy, and then asked softly: "Father God, can you go to the sixth heaven with Lucy?"

The archangels who had been peeking at God all the time stared straight at them, envious.They also want to talk to Father God like this, but, but they don't have the guts T^T

The silver-haired god didn't dislike Lucifer's intentional gesture of intimacy, he turned his head to Lucifer and said, "I went with Raphael and Meta just now."

Since the body of the Messiah is used, the coercion of the silver-haired god and the instinctive fear of God in the angel's soul are much less, so Lucifer brazenly grabbed the sleeve of the silver-haired god and begged: " There is a beautiful place in the sixth heaven, and Lucy wants to see it with Father God."

The archangels present all admire and admire Lucifer's courage. He is indeed their leader, and he is much better than them in every aspect (including the thickness of his skin)!At the same time, he was very excited, Michael was already ready to move.

"Let go of your hands, Lucy." The silver-haired deity said lightly, but still agreed, "I'll wait until Samuel comes back."

"Yes, Father God." Satisfied, Lucifer let go of his hand, anyway, there will be opportunities to get close to Father God along the way.

When the door was knocked, Lucifer glanced at God, knowing that God didn't want to make a sound, and said, "Come in."

Samael pushed the door in with a harp that was half his height, and closed the door behind him. Samael knelt down in front of the silver-haired god and raised the harp with both hands, "Father God, here's the harp."

"Well, give it to Meta." The silver-haired deity didn't intend to take over the harp at all. Since its birth, he has never held anything heavier than the Book of Creation, let alone the harp that is very heavy at first glance. Heavy, he didn't want to hold it in his hands at all.

Seeing Samuel get up and hand the harp to Metatron, the silver-haired deity glanced at all the archangels and said, "Close your eyes."

After all the archangels closed their eyes, the silver-haired deity teleported all the archangels together to a corner of the sixth heaven.

Because they didn't teleport together with the chair, all the archangels including Lucifer fell to the ground, their images ruined.

No archangel would cry out in pain before God, not to mention that with the Seraph's system, even if he fell from a height of 3000 meters, he would not have any bruises. This fall is nothing.

Soon, all the archangels stood up quickly and gracefully.It was just because they were disrespectful before God, and the archangels who cared about God's favor for them were more or less embarrassed on their faces.

Seeing that the archangels were all standing up, the silver-haired deity said to Lucifer, "Lead the way."

As a creation, Lucifer certainly didn't dare to walk in front of the Creator to lead the way. Lucifer stretched out his hand to the south and looked at God and said, "That place is in that direction, Father God."

The silver-haired god walked in that direction, Lucifer followed half a step behind the god just like Raphael before, and the other six archangels followed closely behind.

Along the way, Lucifer kept talking about some gossip and anecdotes about the heavens behind the god.In fact, these are what the other archangels said after the morning meeting. Ordinary angels would not dare to gossip with the vice-lord of the kingdom of heaven, and it is not because they want to be locked up in a dark room.

Although the silver-haired god didn't respond, Lucifer didn't stop talking. He didn't expect the god to respond, he just didn't want the atmosphere to become stiff again.

And the archangels behind them were all silently exchanging various small glances.

"Damn it, the news is obviously from labor and management."

"Tsk, it's the first time I knew that Lucifer was such a talker."

"I really want to be so close to Father God."

"Hey, an angel is here, can you walk well, be careful to be discovered"

"Why is this road so familiar?"

"It's very familiar, hey, isn't the trading park in front of you?"

Michael glanced at the familiar surroundings, and accidentally said in astonishment: "Hey, are you going to the trading garden?" Michael covered his mouth in panic after realizing that he had spoken his mind. .

The silver-haired deity glanced back at Michael, then at Lucifer, "Trading Garden?"

Lucifer blinked and smiled, and said: "Yes, there are many interesting little things in the trading garden. Lucy visited it once before, and there are not only things from the heavens but also some small things from the mortal world. Although Knowing that Father God has everything, but it’s also good to go shopping.”

The trading garden is not a garden, but a market.Its predecessor was an item trading place for angels, and it has become a commercial street since the heavens began to use currency in circulation 500 years ago.Trading Garden is the name given by the angels to the trading place a long time ago, and it has been used to this day.

There are four types of common currencies in heaven: wooden coins, silver coins, gold coins, and crystal coins. Wooden coins are made of wood; silver coins are made of silver; gold coins are also made of gold; crystal coins are made of crystal clear crystal Carved.And one crystal coin = 100 gold coins = 10000 silver coins = 1000000 wooden coins.

As for how the angels get the currency, Lucifer said that as long as the angels have registered positions, they will be paid.

Is this going...to go shopping?

The silver-haired deity remembered a very important thing, he looked at all the archangels, "Do you...have any coins?"

All the archangels, including Lucifer, touched their waists subconsciously, feeling a little weird in their hearts, the lofty, unreachable, and extremely noble Father God was asking if they had any money, this feeling really...

Although the salary was high, it was almost useless, so only Metatron, Raphael, and Gabriel would carry a purse, not even the proposer Lucifer.

For his negligence before God, Lucifer felt a little embarrassed and embarrassing.

The silver-haired deity sensed the surrounding area after seeing an archangel carrying money, and whispered a sentence after not noticing any angels nearby. All the archangels immediately changed, even he himself was no exception.

As a result, the trading garden ushered in seven four-winged angels.

Lucifer silently walked behind the silver-haired god, while the six companions next to him tried their best to hold back their laughter—the Archangel Seraph, who had always been so confident in his beautiful appearance that he was so narcissistic, now stood up to him in the eyes of the Archangels. If it weren't for the presence of Father God, they would definitely laugh and lie on the ground after the appearance of the very messy yellow hair and the face that was so ordinary that they could not be seen among the angels.

Although they themselves are not much better.

Michael still has red hair, but that red hair is weak and lifeless; Metatron's brown hair is not even a tenth of its original smoothness, and his face is even less distinctive; Maier, Raphael, and Gabriel walked side by side with yellow hair, like triplets.

As for the silver-haired god, of course he wouldn't make himself so miserable. He just changed Messiah's hair to silver-gray, and then moved himself a little so that the angels would subconsciously ignore his appearance.

As for why not do the same for the archangels, the silver-haired deity thought seriously, he definitely didn't mean to see a joke, he just wanted to prevent accidents ╮(╯_╰)╭.

In fact, there are not many things to sell in the commercial street of Tianjie, just some small accessories or some odds and ends. It was quite rare for him, his golden eyes lingered on the various goods in the shop and the small objects on the ground.

But it was just a look, the silver-haired deity walked slowly but never stopped.

Walking in the endless stream of angels, looking at the bustling commercial street, the heart of the silver-haired god softened after hundreds of millions of years—this is the world he created, and the heaven is the home given to him by the angels. His faithful creation, his angels.

Pure, holy, beautiful, kind, intelligent.

——It seems to be the aggregate of all the good things in the world.

"Lu Xi," the silver-haired god turned his head to look at the shining morning star behind him, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, "I like this place very much."

Just one sentence made Lucifer, who had been depressed by himself, stunned for a while, a kind of joy of being recognized surged from his heart, the smile on his face was unstoppably bright and dazzling, but his eyes were filled with mist.

Only he himself knows how tired and hard he has been working for the heavens in the past 1000 years, the endless documents, the endless work, and the continuous output of power for construction.Years of hard work exhausted the mighty as he was, but once an angel appeared, he would be that proud, powerful, noble and perfect Vice-Prince of the Kingdom of Heaven.No angel knows how many times he wanted to give up and ask God for help in the past 1000 years, but he steadfastly held back—he is Lucifer, the supreme administrator of the heavens personally appointed by God, and the glory of God. Morningstar, he wanted God to be proud of him one day.

Now, a word from God made him lose control.

It seems that these 1000 years of hard work and exhaustion are all for this sentence.

The five archangels who also heard the words of the silver-haired god all blushed, and lowered their heads to hide their gaffes.

The orders of the Creator, the expectations of the angels, countless jobs, and the future of the heavens, only they themselves know how much pressure they are under, and how many times they are obviously tired but still face countless jobs with energy.The strong self-esteem of the angels makes them unwilling to show the slightest vulnerability even to their closest companions. Only when they are alone can they release a little bit of exhaustion and irritability that can no longer be suppressed.But in front of all angels, they have always been noble, beautiful, powerful and confident archangels, leaders of the heavens, and almost perfect existences.

Why are you so tired?Why not take a break?In fact, they don't need to rush to build the heaven in such a short time. In fact, they can also live a leisurely and relaxed life like the angels below, can't they?

They would all have these thoughts when they were extremely tired, but the next second the thought dissipated again.Until now, they didn't know what it was for.

——For God’s acknowledgment and God’s approval, they can give everything.

This is the desire of all angels, and indeed all creation.They all long for even a word of approval or a smile from the God who created them, which is an instinctive desire of being a creator.