Chapter 254: God of Suspicion Fanlou

The current problem is how to deal with this God Marrow Stone in hand that is about to give birth to a Divine Spirit, or rather resurrect one.

"Wouldn't it be fine to just let Him maintain this state? After all, a god that hasn't awakened (been born) won't have any impact on Broly obtaining the Star Cup."

Shuvi proposed a perspective.

"Shuvi, your words are fine, but the Beastman Race is too dispersed. Because of distinctions like fur color, whether they have fangs or sharp teeth, this race itself is split into many small sub-tribes — Fox People, Werewolves, and the like. If there's a Divine Spirit acting as the representative existence of the Beastman Race, handling the Beastman Race's affairs would be much simpler."

Rick explained. He had developed blind confidence in Broly's strength. The current problem wasn't whether some races had gods behind them, but where their gods were.

Have a talk with Him, and many problems will be readily solved.

After all, a race's god is a race's leader.

The leaders have all surrendered under Miss's Husband's fists, so how far can their retinue races be from surrendering?

Conversely, if there isn't a leading god, the persuasion work for some races would be a bit more difficult.

Of course, this doesn't mean persuasion is literally difficult, but rather that persuasion like this — under the premise of not causing excessive casualties — would be more difficult. Especially since the Beastman Race's internal situation of superficial unity but actual division is quite severe, it would undoubtedly increase the time needed to persuade this race.

Broly solicited the opinions of those around him and found they all felt that calling out the unknown Divine Spirit inside this stone (Divine Marrow) for a talk would be a relatively efficient move for the work of persuading races. Information consequently surfaced in his mind, and so...

"Sleep your paralysis, get up and party!"

Along with the injection of massive Life Energy came the Saiyan boy's intimate wake-up call voice service.

"???"

The Primordial God who had slept for who knows how many years was just shouted awake like that.

"I'm not dead? Why am I not dead? Was the Divine Marrow penetration not thorough enough? Who are you? What time is it now?"

The God of Suspicion's mind was full of questions, just like when He had just been born, filled with all sorts of questions about the Outside World.

"We are the victors of the Star Cup War. As for what era it is now, we don't know either. During the Great War, no race would specially record the years."

The series of first-strike questions from the awakened Divine Spirit left the people present somewhat at a loss for answers. Rick thought for a moment and then spoke up first.

"Is that so? That Great War has already ended? Looking at you all, none of you are gods. Are you creations made by other gods? Did creations overthrow their Creator, or is it something else?"

This awakened god seemed to possess a very heavy curiosity.

"Before you ask us more questions, shouldn't you also answer our questions?"

However, Rick had no intention of fully answering His questions, instead interrupting this Divine Spirit whose voice sounded female-leaning.

"What do you want to know?"

He asked.

"First, who are you? The Beastman Race's Creator?"

Rick asked.

"Who am I? I don't know who I am either. Beastman Race, you mean the ones I occasionally dream of in my consciousness, individuals like this kid next to you, with tails behind their butts?"

The awakened god spoke inquiringly.

"I'm not a Beastman, I'm a Saiyan."

Broly corrected His words.

"More or less."

Although there's no one like Miss's Husband inside the Beastman Race, they really look alike. At first they thought so too, except for that overly outstanding powerful strength. So Rick nodded.

"Then I shouldn't be their Creator. In my impression, I've never created such a race. I only ever created five small Machines. They are respectively the Four Machines responsible for Observation, Analysis, Argumentation, and Correspondence, and the One Machine that executes overall command over the other four."

The awakened god replied.

"Observation, Analysis, Argumentation, Correspondence?"

"And Command?"

"Eh, isn't this the Ex-Machina?"

Everyone looked at Shuvi. Shuvi, in turn, looked somewhat bewildered.

"This is your Creator?"

Jibril pointed at the glowing stone and asked Shuvi.

"Don't know. The Link Body's information library does not contain such records."

The era was too long ago. So long ago that even the Ex-Machina have no records.

But...

Many things can be reverse-engineered based on traces of existence. Based on the awakened Divine Spirit's words, the Total Link Command Body 【Einzhi】 performed a reverse deduction calculation and soon judged that the probability of that strange Divine Spirit on Shuvi's side being their Ex-Machina race's Creator is as high as 99.99%.

The remaining infinitesimal probability is the sole remaining probability given because the world contains this one-in-ten-thousand variable.

"Ah, digging out the Ex-Machina's god from the Beastman Race's hands — what do we call this situation?"

Everyone looked at the glowing stone again. For a moment, they didn't know how to treat this god.

Oh, no, except Broly.

【God of Suspicion Fanlou, current Happiness Value 0】

After the other party awakened, the Crystal Palace also gave a prompt.

Clearly, this is a Wife God.

"Putting aside other matters for now, are you willing to agree to become my wife in twenty-six days?"

Broly, not tactful in the slightest, asked this of a god in the form of a stone (Divine Marrow).

"Ah, Broly, even if you were rejected by Shuvi, there's no need to set your sights on Shuvi's race's Creator!"

Rick was somewhat shocked. How is this different from being rejected by a girl in the bloom of youth, then turning around and marrying the other party's N-th generation great-grandmother, directly becoming her great-grandfather? "Your wife has you, she can't come be my wife. I want her race's Creator to be my wife. Do you have to meddle in this too?"

Broly glared at Rick, seemingly with the tendency to beat him at the slightest disagreement. Unless it's the wife's own choice, he would never back down on something like competing for a wife.

Of course, directly beating Rick to death definitely wouldn't work — Corone would be sad. But beating him into permanent disability is still possible.

"That's not what I meant."

Rick hurriedly waved his hands. He didn't want to get beaten.

"I just think the other party probably won't agree to you."

After thinking for a bit, he pointed at the glowing stone (Divine Marrow) and spoke.

"Will you agree?"

Broly thought for a bit and agreed, then looked over and asked.

"What is a wife?"

The God of Doubt did not refuse, but did not agree either, instead asking.

"A wife is an existence acknowledged by the Crystal Palace, capable of giving me good food."

Broly answered concisely.

"What is the Crystal Palace, and what is good food?"

"The Crystal Palace is a compensation object, good food is delicious food."

"What is a compensation object, and what is delicious food?"

The God of Doubt's questions had no end; under this cycle of consecutive explanations followed by consecutive inquiries, Rick finally interrupted a Saiyan and a Divine Spirit Race's meaningless, seemingly endless dialogue, directly asking: "Just say whether you are willing to stay by his side."

"Hmm, he can answer many of my questions, and perhaps even more, but if he wants me to stay by his side, then he must answer this question of mine."

"What question?"

Broly asked.

"Who am I?"

The God of Doubt asked.

This was the greatest, and likewise the very first, doubt produced after He was born.

"Who you are, you don't even know yourself, how could you possibly be This World's Miss's Husband..."

Rick's words had not finished when he heard Broly answer: "You are Fanlou."

【Huh, you actually know?】

Rick widened his eyes and looked over, but doubted this was just a random guess.

"Fanlou?"

The god inside the Divine Marrow showed some confusion.

"But why am I Fanlou?"

He pursued the question.

"In the Crystal Palace's prompt, your name is this, but I also don't know why you are Fanlou."

Broly answered, paused, then said: "Just as I don't know why I am Broly."

【Because you reincarnated, and the one you chose for reincarnation was Broly of a low-dimensional world】

The Crystal Palace answered his question at this time.

"You don't know who you are either?"

The God of Doubt murmured, not waiting for the Saiyan boy to continue, then said: "Then perhaps we can stay together, jointly exploring the answers to more questions of This World."

【Does this count as agreeing to become Miss's Husband's wife?】

Rick didn't understand, he really couldn't understand.

"Good, then I can first treat you to good food, though limited to within the dream."

Broly was very happy, directly deploying Dream Manipulation.

"What is this?"

The God of Doubt sensed a strange power, seemingly tugging at His consciousness, and couldn't help but ask.

"My mental power, don't resist, let's dream together." The God of Doubt produced many more doubts, but He chose to believe this boy who likewise didn't know who he was; no longer resisting, His consciousness was tugged and soon arrived at a somewhat foggy world.

"Where is this?"

Fanlou in the dream asked.

"My dream."

Broly's consciousness body arrived beside this god, answering His question.

"You brought me here to treat me to good food, so specifically what do you want me to eat?"

He asked again.

"Let's start with this."

Broly took out ice cream and stuffed it into the juvenile-form Fanlou's mouth.

"What is this?"

The moment the tongue tip touched the white thing, a cool sensation spread out; this was a soft, delicate texture thing, carrying a rich milky fragrance; just the first mouthful made Fanlou's eyes light up somewhat.

"This is ice cream, one of the good foods."

Broly spoke, then took out a fried chicken leg and stuffed it into Fanlou's other vacant hand.

The Outside World Bathing Master Aqua's Life, while Fanlou in the dream was led by Broly to experience the tastes of various delicacies he had eaten before.

"So this is good food?"

The pink tongue tip touched all kinds of food; Fanlou gradually gained a cognition of good food, doubts resolved, He felt a burst of satisfaction.

【God of Doubt Fanlou, Happiness Value rising】

"Any more?"

Eight hours later, Fanlou in the dream reached out a hand toward Broly and asked.

"Temporarily none, you've already eaten all the good food I've ever eaten."

Broly shook his head; the Divine Spirit Race truly lives up to the name, not one bit deceived by the satiety brought by dream food, a small body actually ate all the delicious food he had eaten in this lifetime.

"Ah, then what are you going to do next?"

"Let's go out, Rick seems to have something to say to you."

Broly dispelled the dream.

The stone (Divine Marrow) in the outside world, which had originally fallen silent, once again emitted light.

And the light extended, beginning to take on a humanoid shape.

Before long, a young girl who differed little from the dream image appeared inside the temple.

Shuvi directly covered Rick's eyes.

Corone exclaimed, hurriedly took off her coat, and handed it to the other party.

"What are you doing?"

Fanlou looked at the coat before her in confusion, and asked the coat's owner, Corone.

"You're naked, this is to cover you up."

Corone hurriedly said.

"What's the problem with being naked?"

The Fox God of Doubt pursued the question.

The era in which He existed had no such thing as clothes.

"Being naked isn't good, you'll be seen completely."

"Seen completely what?"

"That thing, eh?!"

Corone suddenly noticed one thing: the young girl who had suddenly appeared had no gender characteristics on her body.

The other party merely looked like a girl, but lacked the holes she should have; she didn't even have holes at all, her overall state leaning toward the Ex-Machina condition.

"People have to wear clothes, look, we're all wearing clothes."

Corone could only say this.

"But I am a god."

"Gods should also wear clothes."

"Why?"

"Because not wearing clothes makes one feel shame."

"What is shame?"

Watching Corone and Fanlou's interaction, Broly beside them suddenly had a sense of deja vu, feeling that a similar incident seemed to have happened to him as well.

However, it was with his childhood self and Fujimura Taiga.

After an explanation, Fanlou did not refuse Corone's act of putting on the proper covering cloth for her body.

With the covering in place, Shuvi then let go of Rick's eyes, and they talked about proper business.

"Although you are not the Beastman Race's creator, you can disguise yourself as the Beastman Race's creator; if you ask why, it's because we need you to do this..."

Ending the war, with a god as representative, would be simpler.

As long as the god agrees, it represents the agreement of the race the god represents.

A god is the race's proxy.

After hearing this, Fanlou looked at Broly.

Among everyone present, He only believed the boy who gave Him good food to eat.

"If you don't want to do it, you don't have to."

"If you want me to do it, I will do it."

"If both doing and not doing are fine, then choose what makes you more relaxed."

Fanlou chose to do it; He wanted to obtain answers to more questions, so He had to perform the corresponding actions.

In the distant past, He had doubted the meaning of His own existence, accidentally pierced His own Divine Marrow, and in the revived present, His purpose had not changed because of it: to seek the meaning of His own existence, to find answers to the various doubts arising in His heart.

Perhaps some future day, He might again pierce His own Divine Marrow because He cannot find a reason to exist.

But before that day arrives, He will maintain action.

This day, the Beastman Race's Fox Tribe welcomed their god.

"The stone (Divine Marrow) you worship was activated by Broly-sama; after a heart-to-heart talk with your god, He is willing to join us and embrace the peace that follows."

Raphael read aloud the words Rick had her say to the Fox Tribe, then yielded the floor to the Fox God of Doubt beside her.

The Fox Tribe members looked at each other in blank dismay; they didn't know if what the Flügel said was true or false, but truth or falsehood wasn't actually that important to them.

"Fox God-sama, can believing in You allow our tribe to survive in this world?"

The Fox Tribe Chief asked only this one question.

"Why do you want to survive?"

However, upon hearing this, Fanlou instead asked back.

"We want to live on; does that need a reason?"

The Fox Tribe Chief was somewhat confused.

And the Fox People's situation among the Beastman Race wasn't very good.

Fox People who only excel at using their brains are not very popular in the Beastman Race, which reveres martial force.

Although during the Great War the Beastman Race would treat them as strategists, that was the extent of it.

In terms of status, other Beastman Race tribes where Blood Rage individuals always appear don't think Fox People, who eat by only using their brains, can climb over their heads.

After all, it's their lives on the line; brave and fearless wolf and tiger warriors will forever be more respected by the Beastman Race than foxes who only wag their tongues.

It was precisely because of this cognition that many non-Fox Person Beastman Races felt dissatisfied with the Fox Tribe, a clan that survived and obtained resources by relying on their tongues.

When the racial crisis existed it was fine; the Beastman Race needed to rely on the Fox People's wisdom, but once the crisis was resolved, the Fox People would always suffer various forms of exclusion, until the next crisis appeared and the Beastman Race once again needed the Fox People's wisdom, whereupon things would improve, and then the next cycle would begin...

And this is also the reason the Fox People publicized that the Divine Spirit was on This Side, wanting to forge their own clan into the Beastman Race's orthodox managing tribe.

Pity, the effect of this plan was not very good; at first the other Beastman Races believed these rumors and had some respect for their Fox People.

But later, because the Divine Spirit never showed its face, the other Beastman Races gradually treated their Fox People as a joke.

Until now, because of the legend of a god, the Flügel were attracted.

Who the god is, whether they are the Beastman Race's god, none of these are important.

What is important is whether this god who has appeared is willing to stand together with their Fox People.

Fanlou did not say much, because Rick stepped out to serve as their mouthpiece.

"We will leave behind a portion of the Flügel; they will assist you Fox Tribe, unifying the Beastman Race in the name of your god."

"At that time, our Fox People will also lead all Beastman Races, under the leadership of the Great Beastman God, to obey Broly-sama's orders."

The Star Cup has not yet been obtained, but the surrender issue of the major races has already been considered by Rick.

With this combat power of the Flügel, only if the Divine Spirit Race takes the field on the other side would Broly need to make an appearance.

At other times, Rick can freely perform, making the other races prepare to embrace peace.

(Chapter End)