How to set up a god with a terrible person [Quick Transmigration]

▍God and His servants

The addition of a servant who has experienced many worlds has also brought him a lot of fresh and interesting news.

The servant told him that his world was classified as a horror novel.

It mainly describes the rumors of countless people looking for wishes driven by desire, and then the process of being swallowed by greed and desire one by one. Some people lose themselves because of desire, some kill relatives and friends because of greed, and some people turn into ghosts and monsters. killing.

The god of the high according to the throne thought for a while: "Are these things terrible?"

His servant knelt down straight below: "Yes, for human beings, the unknown represents fear, and death that does not know when, where, and how it happens is everyone's most primitive fear."

"What about you?" The god looked down at his servant, "You are not afraid of death, so what is your fear?"

"I don't know, maybe... being controlled." Mo Yi replied calmly.

The god suddenly appeared beside Mo Yi, pinching his chin with cold fingers, the sharp fingertips had the sharpness to pierce the flesh in an instant: "In order to get rid of the system, sell me everything about you, just from one hand It's just a transfer of control to the other hand."

Mo Yi raised his eyes and looked at the god's green eyes that were as thick as gems: "This is my choice. I don't want to watch it continue to devour other worlds, and then enslave the residents of the original world."

"It sounds great." God's expression didn't seem to change.

He has heard it too many times for reasons like others, which are basically lies to cover up greed.

At this moment, His servant spoke very ordinary, without flowery rhetoric or self-promotion.

But he didn't lie.

Mo Yi smiled self-deprecatingly: "I'm not great. When I knew nothing, I seized the core of the world according to the tasks of the main system, distorted the plot, and harvested a lot of power in the world's rules."

"Until one day, I was ordered to deal with an abnormal situation in a world."

"The world was a scorched earth, but I recognized it at a glance. This is the world I experienced a long time ago. At that time, I didn't know the skills of doing tasks. I spent decades there, and there were my friends there. , loved ones, every plant and tree are familiar to me."

"Did you know? I also planted a tree, and when I left it was big enough for all my friends to gather under the tree, enjoy the flowers, drink, and dance."

"When it blooms, the butterflies will be attracted by the fragrance of the flowers, the birds will sing on the branches, the lazy cats will nap under the trees, and even the wind that blows is sweet."

"But I can't find it..."

"The location in my memory is only a charred black pit with some bones in it. I don't know if that is my friend."

Mo Yi's eyes were empty, and there was no pain or struggle in it, like a wound that could not heal for a long time. Although it was still hurting, he was already numb to the pain.

"It was a nascent world, and it was still unstable. I took away the core of that world, and its rules collapsed, which led to the end of the world."

"The so-called abnormal situation of the system refers to the pillar of this world trying to get rid of its control. It ordered me to destroy the pillar of that world."

God showed a skeptical expression.

If the pillar of the world that the other party said was the same as himself, he couldn't imagine himself being destroyed by such a weak ant.

Mo Yi understood His eyes: "Not all pillars of the world are powerful, some are very fragile, and some don't even have self-awareness."

"And the pillar of that world is a strange flower, which is the source of the world's vitality, but at the same time it is also very weak, and needs to hide itself among thousands of plants."

"I wasted almost no time finding it."

"There is only one plant left in this world, and most of it has withered, and it won't last long without my hands."

"I watched it wither a little bit, and watched the last sunset with it."

"It didn't recognize me, and even said thank you to me..."

Mo Yi lowered his eyes, his long and dense eyelashes concealed his expression that he didn't want to be discovered at the moment.

It's a pity that the evil god doesn't have the empathy of human beings. He forced the other person to look up, and finally saw the broken emotions in those eyes as he wished.

Seems like it should be called - guilt.

Interesting, a driven sharp blade also thinks that he should bear the responsibility for hurting people.

The more he got to know this slave, the more interested he became.

"Take me out and have a look." God ordered.

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Mo Yi left the world belonging to the gods.

But he didn't leave alone, and there was an extra soul belonging to the gods in his consciousness.The god said that he wanted to fully understand his opponent, so he moved around in various worlds with him.

At the same time, they quietly tampered with the core of the world required for the mission, reducing the power of the rules contained in it.Make these exploited worlds last longer.

Originally, Mo Yi thought it was a strong guarantee.

But gradually he discovered that the gods seem to have stayed in one world for too long, or had never observed life from a human perspective, which caused him to have a strong curiosity about the world outside of himself.

Strong enough to bother him a bit at times.

For example, when Mo Yi turned into an agent and sneaked into the protagonist's house late at night to find clues.

"Wait, what is that black thing in the pot?" The voice of the god sounded in his mind.

Mo Yi took a look: "Coffee, a refreshing drink."

"Take a sip and try."

"drink?"

"Yes."

"...We are still working." Mo Yi considered his words, "And the coffee looks like it was made overnight."

"Human beings, don't disobey God's requirements."

Ink Move: "..."

"Not bad, have another bite."

Mo Yi took a deep breath to keep himself rational: "It's one o'clock in the middle of the night, not the time to drink coffee."

"Humble servant, recognize your identity."

Ink Move: "..."

And just like that, the pot of overnight coffee bottomed out.

"What is that black one? It's in a bottle."

"Coke..." Mo Yi didn't struggle this time, he opened the bottle and drank it. At least this bottle of Coke wasn't from the previous night, nor had he been drunk.

"I like this." The god commented, "Drink it up."

Mo Yi looked at the large 1L bottle: "..."

As the night passed, the vigorous agent's movements were obviously much slower when he left.

When the protagonist wakes up, he finds that the overnight coffee pot that he didn't wash last night has become clean, and he almost suspects that there is a snail girl living in his house.

But when he saw that his snack inventory was almost cleared, he felt that the food in his home might be a rat spirit, the kind of super invincible rat spirit that could eat eighteen children in one meal.

"Ding dong——, you have received a transfer..."

The protagonist has a delicate expression, and he is still a good mouse who can pay.

Or, when the peerless martial arts master just killed the villain and drifted away.

"Wait a minute, what's that? Is it coffee too? Why is it in a vat?"

Mo Yi suddenly had a bad premonition: "...it should be the soy sauce that is being made."

"What does it taste like?"

"Salty, a condiment made from fermented soybeans." He especially emphasized the three words condiment.

"Take a sip and try."

"...Drink?" The martial arts master didn't freeze for a moment.

"Come on, it's God's will, my lamb."

The two entered the new world, and Mo Yi had just been resurrected from the brink of death, and his body was still a little weak.

"this is--"

"Mothballs, to prevent the clothes from being eaten by moths."

"That--"

"It can't be eaten, it will be poisonous, it's not delicious, and it's not sweet at all." Mo Yi explained skillfully, as if the same scene had happened thousands of times.

"Oh..." There was some regret in God's voice, but He still graciously let his servant go.

The corner of Mo Yi's pale mouth slightly raised an arc, with a god who played cards unreasonably, the mission life that made him feel painful and tired before suddenly became interesting.

Together, they have traveled through many worlds, experienced dangers, and watched countless sunrises and sunsets. Sometimes they make new friends, and sometimes they make difficult enemies.

Mo Yi felt more and more that this god was not as unreasonable as he had come into contact with at the beginning.

He has exuberant curiosity and is familiar with the human mind, and every time he makes a request, he just gets stuck on his ever-decreasing bottom line.Sometimes he looks cunning and intelligent, sometimes he looks kind and tolerant, and when faced with a crisis, he is very decisive and powerful. Compared with the so-called god or master, he feels that the other party is a trustworthy travel companion.

Sometimes he is like a child who needs to be coaxed patiently.

"May I know your name?"

During a certain trip, Mo Yi leaned against the window of the aircraft and asked this question.Maybe it was because the sea of ​​stars in front of him was too vast, and the silent space was too gentle, making him forget his sense of proportion for a moment.

It was only when the question came out that he realized something was wrong.

He still remembers the legend about the gods - "Don't call their names directly, don't look directly at their faces, and don't guess their meanings."

When meeting the god for the first time, he recklessly violated the third rule, and then was thrown into the boundless deep sea, ups and downs repeatedly.

The second rule, when he was allowed to be the slave of the other party, was also violated.

However, he did not seem to have received any punishment at the time.Is it because he is already the property of the other party?

"My loyal servant, you were distracted when you asked for my name?" The reflection of the god suddenly appeared on the glass.

He looked a little dissatisfied, and even his expression was much more lively.Has your servant been a little arrogant because he hasn't been cleaned up for too long?

"Sorry, I was just wondering if my question was too presumptuous." Mo Yi hurriedly apologized.

But he himself didn't realize that his limbs were completely relaxed at the moment, and there was even a little indulgent smile on the corners of his eyes and brows, not at all like a servant trembling because he was worried about the wrath of the gods.

"law."

The god accepted his not-so-sincere apology, and said his name so easily.

Mo Yi was a little surprised, looking at the reflection on the window: "I thought you didn't want your name to be known."

Seen from this angle, the gods seem to be wandering in the sea of ​​stars.Those dark green eyes shone brighter than the brightest star behind them.

He looked indifferent: "No one asked."

Those who make wishes to him are either full of awe or greed. They are willing to praise him at length, collect rare treasures to please him, and formulate various etiquette and rules for him.

But no one is willing to ask the real name of the god.

Except for this funny servant in front of me.