Pretending To Be A Boss

The god was not surprised by Tang Xian's demand.

"How can you guarantee that the person you bring back won't be a ticking time bomb? Won't he just make the same mistake again?"

"The object in the Judge's hands, it's a weapon designed specifically against you, isn't it?"

Tang Xian looked directly at the god, showing no sign of fear at this time.

"Do you think I'd tell you?"

"Then I'll take it as an admission. To prevent a repeat of the Twilight of the Gods, the Judge developed this means especially for dealing with you. But even if that thing is destroyed, the legacy of the Six Beast Gods will still pose a threat to you, right?"

Tang Xian suddenly took many steps forward, saying as he did so:

"Gods, too, can be killed. It's the power of the Six Beast Gods that you truly fear. On the contrary, the Judge's measures might not be as effective as the Beast Gods' legacy."

Standing next to the god, Tang Xian, who was slightly taller, spoke slowly:

"You can't deceive me, and in the mines, you are no match for the Judge. I wasn't certain at first, but after having this long discussion with you, I am now convinced that you dare not go to the mines yet. So, the only one you can entrust this task to is me."

"Those Judgment Knights are lost in the fantasy of God's Kingdom, becoming irritable and unstable in the real world. Do you really expect them to help you against the Judge? The power of the apocalypse-level creatures is not something your Judgment Knights can match."

The god's gaze softened slightly, and she did not become angry at Tang Xian's words. She seemed to be appreciating a masterpiece she had created:

"Since you've already guessed my dilemma, why would you agree to help me?"

"This is where you need to show some sincerity. I want Tang Jing to be returned as a pure human; you must remove his status as an Angel Envoy. He may no longer be important to you, but to me, this is a favor." Tang Xian was quite frank.

The god was quite surprised:

"A favor?"

"Though you possess the ultimate knowledge of humankind, there are things you will never understand unless you experience them yourself."

"Nor do I need to understand," the god said indifferently.

Tang Xian shrugged, not changing the subject, and continued:

"I've laid out my terms. I just want Tang Jing. Over the next three months, he and I will search for the Beast Gods' legacy together, and I'll make a delivery every three months."

"What if you can't deliver?"

"That's up to you."

Tang Xian spoke with confidence and continued:

"So this Tang Jing must be the original Tang Jing in full. I don't want him to have any hidden threat of turning back into an Angel Envoy. If you can't do that, then there is no need to continue today's negotiation."

"Do you think you can threaten me?"

"Try keeping me here, or killing me. I can assure you that without my help, it will be the Judge who has the last laugh."

Both were silent.

At his present age, Tang Xian was about the same age as his birth mother had been, and they looked more like siblings.

The god snorted coldly and said:

"If I could have awakened twenty years earlier, I wouldn't have let someone like you escape the Seat of God."

"There's no need for such talk."

"Fine, the content of our conversation today had also appeared in my simulations on the day of my awakening. Prometheus was a good child, full of confusion and struggle, but in the end, he fulfilled his mission to me, as well as to you."

Tang Xian's gaze grew sharp.

"Don't mind it, in my view, his betrayal is insignificant and merely a part of my study on human nature. Based on our conversation today, I indeed preserved his life. An Angel Envoy, after all, is different from other beings; he can't become a pure human..."

"So, there's nothing to discuss?"

"Why so impatient? While it's not possible for him to become a pure human, the connection between him and me, and to God's Kingdom, can be cut off, which means he can exist as an order of life independent of me. This is actually more meaningful than him becoming a pure human."

Even as a god, she did not realize that the initiative in this conversation had somehow shifted from herself to the apparently weaker Tang Xian.

Of course, this slight upper hand did not change the daunting challenges Tang Xian would face afterward.

Tang Xian, who knew his place, said:

"That sounds like a compromise. In that case, let's agree we've reached a consensus."

The god hummed softly; she seemed to enjoy playing a certain role, always preferring to look at Tang Xian with the eyes of a mother watching her son.

Tang Xian blatantly ignored that, reminding her:

"We've finished talking, now it's time for you to keep your promise."

"Come with me."

The god nodded, leading Tang Xian to another place.

On their way past the Xuan Bird, she looked at the Xuan Bird contemptuously:

"A servant of three surnames."

The Xuan Bird was about to fly into a rage when Tang Xian's glance stopped it, and then he said:

"Since we are to cooperate, don't make these unnecessary provocations. I'm not worth your weakening. Shouldn't the Judge be your primary enemy?"

With her back to Tang Xian, the god did not detect any discontent in Tang Xian's tone, yet his eyes betrayed a sense of wariness.

If the Xuan Bird stumbled here, it would be really difficult for him to get away.

Luckily, the god made no further moves. She simply continued to lead Tang Xian to the location of the backup containers.

It was a room larger than the one they had conversed in before, the throne room. There were seven experimental pods in the room, lined up in a row.