Chapter 2164: The Magical Daily Life of the Harvest Farm 35

The elders really didn't expect the deity to agree.

The five elders were so angry they nearly fell backward, almost thinking it disrespectful to suppose the deity had gone mad.

The deity also felt wronged; the crystal ball flew up and smacked one of their foreheads.

Now the elders fully believed the deity was dissatisfied with their decision; they hurriedly knelt on the ground and frankly said they would arrange the contract.

Deity: ……

Exhausted.

Faintly, one could still hear the cheers of the sprites beneath the tree, as well as Keloni's ever-present, uplifting harp melody.

Even though Lin Mian had already prepared himself mentally, upon learning the deity's permission, his heart still fluttered, his chest tightened, and he began to feel hot and burning.

But at that moment, the crystal ball suddenly changed color; Lin Mian felt drawn to it, his gaze turning somewhat vacant.

In an instant, Lin Mian's consciousness was pulled into a void-like illusion.

He stood beside a pitch-black stream; the water's surface reflected not his face, but countless fragmented scenes:

Jin Chen was imprisoned by the elders deep within the divine tree, bound in iron chains; Zero Egg was soaked in blood, and the farm had turned to scorched earth in the raging fire……

The deity's voice whispered in his ear with a bewitching tenderness: 'Can you bear to let him endure eternal punishment for you? Just let go, and you can return to an ordinary life…'

Lin Mian's fingertips dug deep into his palm, cold sweat soaking his back.

The scene before his eyes was too real.

No, no, that's not right.

Lin Mian's pupils darkened somewhat as he forced himself to stare straight at the 'god' before him.

The deity froze for a moment, then instinctively averted its gaze.

Precisely in that instant of dodging, the illusion that bound Lin Mian was torn apart, bit by bit.

Those overly realistic images gradually became illusory.

It won't happen.

Lin Mian clearly heard his own voice of refusal, firm and resolute.

Jin Chen won't become like that, and I won't let go.

Deity: ……

Then you're pretty impressive!

Then you believe in me!

The deity made a final struggle, trying to stabilize the situation: 'As long as you draw a divine lot on the parchment and become my follower, I will agree to your contract.'

As the words fell, Jin Chen pulled Lin Mian back to reality.

He took a deep breath, placed the crystal ball back before the shrine, and involuntarily pressed his hand to his heart.

'Sleepy.' Jin Chen, slightly tense, grabbed his shoulder: 'How are you?'

I'm fine.

Lin Mian, as if waking from a dream, slowly lowered his hand and looked up at the parchment that had suddenly appeared before him.

The head elder exclaimed: 'It's the Faithful God Scroll! The deity… actually personally allowed you to become His follower!'

Jin Chen pursed his lips, displeased: 'Not allowed.'

This deity is so weak; what's there to believe in?

Lin Mian let the parchment fall into his hand; as his thoughts flowed, he glanced at Jin Chen, the corner of his eye slightly curving upward.

He mimicked the deity's chant from the illusion, murmured it low, then bit his fingertip and wrote on the parchment.

But as the final stroke landed, the name appearing at the top of the parchment was Jin Chen's.

'You… you human! What are you doing?!' The third elder angrily struck his scepter.

Yet the edges of the text flashed green light; the faith contract was already formed.

Jin Chen and Lin Mian both felt, besides protection, a bond belonging to faith.

The parchment trembled all over, and the crystal ball quivered nonstop.

Even across the void, one could sense how angry the deity was.

The five elders knelt on the ground, daring not to move.

But Lin Mian merely returned the parchment to the shrine and said to the crystal ball, 'Thank you.'

Deity: ……

The deity completely cut off this communication.

Jin Chen's fingertips lifted the black hair from Lin Mian's forehead, then released it, lightly brushing over his brow.

'Believe in me?'

'Mm.'

Lin Mian's gaze was clear, overflowing with joy.

He greatly liked this bond that let him sense Jin Chen's presence even in the unseen.

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +4, total 100!】

【Detected Villain Blackening Value -10, total 5!】

Jin Chen pulled Lin Mian into an embrace, his chin resting on Lin Mian's head, unilaterally severing the projection of the shadow beneath the tree, then gave the five elders a cool glance.

Under these circumstances, even if the elders disagreed, they couldn't; they were driven out of the treehouse by Ling Gun Gun's low growl.

Ling Gun Gun jumped down from the tree to go play with Keloni.

The surroundings quieted; Lin Mian relaxed accordingly, letting Jin Chen hold him in a seated embrace, his hands only able to brace against Jin Chen's shoulders as he lifted his head to look at him.

Jin Chen gently placed his hand on the back of Lin Mian's neck, lightly pressing and rubbing, hearing Lin Mian laugh: 'I'm not at all ostrich-like today, am I?'

Confronting the god of the sprite world, and even defying his command.

Lin Mian himself felt his courage was commendable.

Jin Chen lowered his head to look at him, then suddenly curled his lips into a smile: "Yes, Kun Kun, you're really brave today—beyond my imagination."

"Once faith is formed, you'll be bound to me for life." Jin Chen rubbed his nose tip, his voice gentle and extremely alluring.

It was completely different from the allure of a deity.

At least Lin Mian felt it was as sweet as nectar.

"This is great. Because of the guardian contract, you couldn't leave me before; now I can't either—this is fair."

The more Lin Mian thought about it, the more he felt he had done well.

Lin Mian was very happy; he reached out to touch Jin Chen's hair, then embraced his neck, tilted his head up, and kissed him.

This kiss felt somewhat different from before.

With the pull of faith's power, Lin Mian seemed able, through this means, to faintly sense Jin Chen's joys and angers.

Thus the kiss amplified this feeling, making Lin Mian feel a tingling numbness that left him slightly dizzy, his eyes reddening, his spine involuntarily stiffening, and even able to feel every inch trembling.

When the kiss reached his neck, Jin Chen's nose tip lightly brushed Lin Mian's skin, and his scorching breath also blew there; instantly Lin Mian unconsciously shook his head, trying to push away this overly intense contact.

But it was already too late.

The fingertips Lin Mian had placed on Jin Chen's shoulder were pressed so hard they turned white, and he let out a choked sob.