Chapter 1049: NO．172：It's not unfamiliar anymore, you say, right, Demon God ZERO

NO．172：It's not unfamiliar anymore, you say, right, Demon God ZERO

There once was a city, named Great Wasteland.

In Great Wasteland there was a ritual vessel, named Jade Cong.

Made from impure jade stone of cyan and cinnabar, it is round inside and square outside.

Its roundness symbolizes heaven, its squareness symbolizes earth, to show "heaven round, earth square", used to pray for peace in the four seasons and smooth wind and rain.

Usually, ritual vessels are overly heavy.

Whether actual weight or symbolic meaning, they are not suitable to carry around.

But there are always exceptions.

Just like that woman who at first glance is 165 cm tall, with long hair that is literally richly inked and colorful.

The ritual vessel in her hand, which due to the subtle jade texture resembles a large scallion, is indeed a Jade Cong.

Even if Aomo is merely an outsider who has lived here for over a decade, he would not mistake this kind of thing that could be featured prominently in a museum.

Of course, many East Flame people themselves might not know what a Jade Cong is.

Moreover, they might not know that it, together with bi, gui, zhang, hu, and hu, is called the Six Auspicious Objects, one of the six most famous ritual vessels of antiquity.

But for users of crystal essence, once understood, encountering it again can easily trigger a memory chain.

Simply being well-informed brings broad knowledge, which is itself an unsurpassable talent.

Lipiya from the Light Star once understood human civilization briefly in the same way, although through reading books rather than the internet, so her understanding was not comprehensive; otherwise she might not have liked humanity (x).

But this is enough to demonstrate the potential of this talent.

It's a pity that, due to its widespread popularity, many people regard this legendary talent, obtainable only when fortunate times arrive, as a matter-of-course part of life.

They only valued it immensely during school (meaning they tried to cheat by circumventing controls), and after graduation they no longer strove to study it.

In stark contrast, one becomes like Aomo, young and full of obscure knowledge, akin to some Skeleton King bot.

The problem is that, at present, what truly surprises him is not the ritual vessel attempting to communicate between heaven and earth, but that the vessel is not only a genuine sacrificial implement, but also, in the woman's hand, activates routinely and resonates with the authority he holds.

Ah this…

For a moment, Aomo felt somewhat embarrassed.

Since he became the incarnation of the Rainbow Snake God, Renlong's customer service…

He has never done any work!

Nothing like summoning wind and rain, regulating climate, altering geography, etc., has ever come about properly!

Of course, this has his own reasons.

The most direct reason is that the current artificial level of Earth's climate is already quite high, whether it's man-made weather weapons/tools or some deities involved in cloud‑bearing rain work, they are operating normally.

Nowadays, the prayers that swirl around his ears are mostly like Xiao Lin Li Qi's—unrealistic wishes and divine inner thoughts that are hard to praise.

Occasionally a proper prayer for favorable wind and rain comes, but before he can get there, someone else has already handled it.

All that can be said is that the market is already extremely saturated, and there's simply no need for a newcomer like him, freshly drafted, to step in.

Now, when Aomo receives such a prayer, he simply helps the petitioner log onto the Federal Weather Network, checks the relevant area code for the target point, and then sends a reminder message to the local deity according to that code.

That's it!

Work?

What work? Not needed!

As an incarnation of the natural god of the East Asian Cultural Sphere, even if he is newly appointed, he is a parachuted executive.

Regardless of whether subordinates adore him, as long as his authority is high, that's all that matters.

But he also deeply understands the principle of doing good to others.

Although many people have suddenly appeared under him, he has not frequently ordered them to work.

Even the vast majority of earth gods have never heard the voice of this great god who has appeared above them, let alone seen him.

The new Lord of Heaven and Earth, cultivated by Lord Renlong (indicating his divinity contains a prominent component), is a mysterious being with a dragon‑serpent aspect—this understanding has, over the past two months, been an urban legend among earth gods and wind‑rain gods.

Occasionally a god will claim to have heard that adult's summons, but aside from the summons itself, those gods cannot say anything else.

That's essentially the same as not saying anything.

If it weren't for these gods themselves being able to infer and sense that a superior existence truly has two massive presences, everyone would quickly think this is a collectively fabricated rumor.

But if we talk about actively visiting…

First, deities of natural concepts all have a violent side.

Deities possessing dragon or serpent attributes are even more universally changeable, for that itself symbolizes sentient beings' primitive understanding of sky and sea of clouds.

No one can easily say whether this new superior's temperament is good or bad; just thinking that proactively going to pay respects might turn into the joke "Teacher, you haven't assigned homework yet" is enough to curb everyone's steps.

Those in high positions always cannot get past the face barrier.

And deities' self‑esteem is often even more special.

But all of these are unknown to Aomo.

He only knows that he has never done any work; when something comes up he just dumps it on the guy at the workstation, and now, feeling like he's run into a colleague, he inevitably feels a bit guilty.

At the same time, the other's gaze is more like an inspection: "Brother, who is this?"

"This is the Lin Dun brother I told you about earlier," Zhong Yue introduced.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Aomo always feels his words carry a hint of urgency, almost like he's frantically pushing a sale.

"Oh, the one that Elder Sister Ling often pesters after getting drunk?" For a moment, Shu's gaze shifted from scrutiny to pity, adding a touch of elder‑like kindness to her youthful, petite appearance.

In plain terms, it's like suddenly having a maternal vibe. jpg

"Hello, I'm Shu; I'm really sorry that Elder Sister has caused you trouble."

"……" Aomo, feeling that this scene was somewhat familiar, turned his head toward Ling.

After all, not discussing whether Shu could become your mother‑figure, Ling's smile distorted a bit upon hearing this.

Huh? Shu, aren't you being too disrespectful to your older sister?

Um… Ling, did you start drinking again first thing this morning?

Ahaha…

It should have been the faint oppression of a true elder, but in the moment Shu approached, pinching her nose and frowning in greeting, it instantly turned into guilt; just from this reaction, Aomo could understand that the person was the one Ling had mentioned a couple of days ago—the family member she would instinctively avoid.

Is it called Shu…… This is Dongyan's grain, right?

Aomo's gaze unconsciously swept over the other's other hand; one hand held a recognizable jade cong, while the other hand holding something left him puzzled.

The bluish little block, like an incompletely twisted Rubik's Cube, also like an incompletely transformed spark source, its body wrapped in a tangible white dragon aura, could make the Jierbalisi card react.

Something between a divine artifact and a man-made machine?

"It's called the Heavenly Master Instrument, innately sixfold, with several variations, able to share data across different terrains and remotely control the Heavenly Pillar," Shu, who had solemnly noticed Aomo's gaze, slightly raised her hand, letting the floating little block display an actual change in appearance: "Just like your cloud sharing here."

"A creation from another world…" Aomo sighed.

To him, such things were far more interesting than any antiquities in online museums, after all, what could be placed in museums mostly retained only archaeological value.

Truly useful things are never put on display, because their owners might occasionally revive them.

As for hers, Aomo had no doubt it was an artifact still in use.

Moreover, it's extremely rare, because……

"It looks like there are traces of human intelligence."

"Yeah, the Heavenly Master Instrument is something made by the descendant of a certain deceased person," As she spoke of this, the girl's brows and eyes softened, and the peculiar aura and appearance unique to longevities also showed: "And I have some variations in my hand, though the effects are the same, but I didn't expect Mr. Lin Dun to notice this as well—really, it's not my older sister…"

She smiled and turned her gaze to Ling, whose expression instantly became subtle: "What do you think of your sister, little Shu, and why don't you doubt your older brother?"

"Why? Older sister, do you really not know yourself?"

"Never mind that, I suddenly have some inspiration to jot down; I'll step away for a bit, Aomo, older brother, see you later~"

You probably don't usually note any inspiration either…… Aomo gave a slight nod, his silence being golden, saw her off, then turned his assessing gaze back to Shu: "Any questions, Miss Shu?"

"If it's about understanding the Heavenly Master Instrument, I have a slight grasp of abilities to comprehend machinery, or rather, artifice."

"That's not the issue……" Shu gave Ling's retreating back a subtle glance, then looked back at Aomo and Zhong Yue, and then turned her gaze again.

"I just think we should properly greet Mr. Lin Dun and drop the honorific, after all we'll have many more chances to interact with this family."

"？"

Faced with her seemingly meaningful gaze, Aomo couldn't help but feel doubtful.

He wondered how the other had achieved information gathering and judgment that seemed to surpass his own.