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"Why? You should understand the value behind this invitation," Lilith said, composing herself.
Lin Xuan hesitated for a moment before asking softly, "Your Excellency, the Hero…"
"Don't be so formal. Just call me Lilith."
Lin Xuan nodded. "Miss Lilith, I have a question. After playing through it, what do you think of my game?"
Lilith paused for a moment, then her eyes gleamed with approval. "It's excellent. Challenging a powerful enemy while relying only on the strength of an ordinary person—that's exactly the kind of trial I admire."
Lin Xuan then asked, "If I join the War God faction, how much freedom will I have to create my own works?"
Lilith hadn't expected such a question, but she vaguely understood his intent. "We will respect your vision to the greatest extent possible."
"To the greatest extent possible… does that mean I still have to follow orders?" Lin Xuan's gentle voice echoed through the vast divine kingdom. Even though his figure was slightly blurry, Lilith could sense his seriousness and earnestness.
"Yes. You are still a newcomer. Even if you show your talent, you will need to design works according to the organization's regulations."
"That's fair." Lin Xuan stood and looked beyond the divine realm, where the universe stretched infinitely. Even gods of immense power could not reach its end.
"I actually like one of the Council of Gods' regulations," he said, his voice calm. "'Without institutional democracy and freedom of thought, neither humanity nor divinity can prosper.'"
"This applies to me as well. Only in an unconstrained environment can my inspiration fully flourish."
Lilith breathed a sigh of relief, clearly understanding his thoughts. She gave a wry smile. "It seems you have ambition. If the old fogies in the pantheon heard this, they'd probably scold you thoroughly."
Lin Xuan remained silent. He knew that coming from a newly born demigod, such words could make him seem arrogant.
"Anyway, I'm just a junior manager. I can't make decisions, but I'll report today's events to my superiors," Lilith said.
Stretching, she noticed an orange-yellow star glowing outside the universe. Though gods were unaffected by such things, Lilith turned her gaze curiously. "You're clearly an evil god. Why choose such a bright spot for your divine kingdom?"
Lin Xuan's gaze lingered on the ever-burning star. In this unfamiliar universe, only it gave him a faint sense of home.
"It's fate," he said.
"Fate?" Lilith frowned, clearly perplexed by the evil god's reasoning. Perhaps this was just one of their peculiar quirks. But something about Lin Xuan's back struck her—a subtle loneliness she rarely encountered.
Scratching her head, she walked over to him. After a moment, she reached into her pocket, pulled out an orange, and handed it to him. "Here. I just picked it up not long ago."
...
After Lilith departed, Lin Xuan stared at the glowing orange in his hand. He didn't know where she had gotten it, but its aura indicated it was valuable. Perhaps fate intended my next project to involve fruit.
He opened the game project proposal, thought for a few seconds, and began writing: Plants vs. Zombies.
...
After leaving Lin Xuan's divine kingdom, Lilith used her "Exploration" authority and, in mere blinks, arrived at the divine kingdom of the [Guardian God].
The world was vast and circular, each brick and tile shining with a glassy luster. In its center hung an enormous obsidian pyramid upside-down, radiating a protective force field that enveloped the entire kingdom.
Below, a pool of silvery-white water flowed slowly—the "River of Oaths." Its waters had no origin; every drop contained the soul of a devout believer.
Some had been ordinary citizens, others soldiers who resisted in wartime, or officials in positions of power. Yet each carried a lifelong consciousness of protection. Even in their final moments, they did not relinquish their faith. Upon death, they ascended to the Guardian God's kingdom to share in glory and peace.
When crisis struck, however, the serene river became a raging torrent, swallowing any who defied the will of protection.
The Guardian God, a deity of immense power, ranked among the top in the "God of War" system. In the upcoming "God of War Election," he remained a popular candidate. Yet Lilith knew her boss didn't care much for power struggles. His concern was always the long-term development of the War God system.
Tiptoeing to the center of the kingdom, she approached him. The Guardian God, absorbed in state affairs, immediately sensed her presence. He didn't rise, only letting out a soft sigh, and with a thought, immobilized Lilith beside him.
He then gently returned the golden artifact she had attempted to steal to its original place and snapped his fingers above her head.
"Ouch!" Lilith exclaimed, rubbing her head. "Why'd you hit me again?"
The Guardian God ignored her. Since Lilith became his sole subordinate, items often disappeared from his realm mysteriously. He mostly turned a blind eye. But this sacred artifact had been long treasured, and he would not let it vanish from a hero god's temple elsewhere.
"Tell me," he said, "did you come to make another mess for me to clean up?"
Though she had a reputation for carefree antics, Lilith's eyes shone with seriousness. She quickly walked to his side. "Boss, I have something important to report."
"Oh?" The Guardian God perked up. For Lilith, using the word "report" always signaled genuine intent.
She waved her left hand, summoning the updated list of gods for the month, and displayed it before him.