Chapter 153

Before long, a white-haired girl in red, barefoot, rushed out from the corner.

Behind her were two humanoid monsters wearing ice armor and holding ice battle axes chasing her.

The white-haired girl was holding some mechanical parts in her arms, which must be her harvest for today.

It was Clara.

This girl, raised by Svarog, appeared on the screen, immediately attracting the attention of a group of people.

"Wow, the little sister is so cute."

"Her parents are too irresponsible, how can they let such a small child run around here? What if she gets lost or hurt by a monster?"

"That's right, what kind of elder is this, not even giving the child a pair of shoes? If I were her brother, I'd have to keep her feet in my mouth all day."

"Against heaven."

"Knowing heaven is easy..."

"I estimated the little girl's running speed; it's much faster than an average adult... I suspect that everyone speaking here would be beaten up by her in a one-on-one."

Clara panted, holding the hard-won metal parts tightly.

These were the key materials she used to repair the robots in the "Family." The lower district of Belobog basically had no ability to produce them and could only dismantle them from abandoned robots.

Today, a route that was originally very safe, for some reason, suddenly had monsters.

"Everwinter Shadewalker," this was the name Belobog gave them.

They were phantoms wandering in the Fragmentum after the cold wave descended, distorting and imitating the figure of the Silvermane Guards.

Their armor was as neat as the warriors of Belobog, but their heads were replaced by featureless ice crystals.

Similar to this, there was another monster called "Incineration Shadewalker."

The difference was that its head was replaced by featureless embers.

"Strange... their aggressiveness is much higher today..."

In the past, these phantoms wandering in the Fragmentum had their own small areas to patrol and would never go beyond them.

Today, they were like sharks that smelled blood, chasing prey, eager to hunt.

Clara naturally wouldn't know that this was all a stress reaction of the "Stellaron."

This is no wonder.

The "Stellaron" was always thinking about brainwashing the Supreme Guardian. By Cocolia's generation, it finally encountered a desperate person who doubted whether "Preservation" could allow Belobog to continue.

Under the influence and brainwashing day after day, Cocolia completely leaned toward the "Stellaron," and now the great cause was about to be completed, but suddenly four master and disciples fell from the sky.

Opening their mouths was about subduing the "Stellaron," and they even said they had spells to capture it.

The "Stellaron" was numb.

If it knew that the "SCP-2000" in the Foundation's live stream was called "Deus Ex Machina," it would have to shout that these four people were the real "Deus Ex Machina"!

Clara kept running, just as she was about to enter a truly safe area.

She saw an old man on her escape route.

The white-haired, white-bearded old man was looking at her with a smile, completely unaware of the coming danger.

"Grandpa, run!"

Strangely, Clara had never seen this grandpa, but she felt that his whole body was full of kindness.

Like geomarrow, giving warmth in the cold;

Like little lights, illuminating the path forward in the dark night.

The kind grandpa didn't run away; on the contrary, he went toward Clara, his smile unchanged:

"Good child, no need to be afraid, and no need to run away."

Clara was very anxious, raised her hand to pull the old man's clothes, wanting to drag him to escape together.

"No, we can't beat them..."

The next moment, she was suddenly stunned.

She saw that the two "Everwinter Shadewalkers," although running constantly, could not move forward even a centimeter.

Between them and the old man, there seemed to be an invisible air wall, blocking their footsteps.

"This is..."

The grandpa raised his hand to rub Clara's hair, smiling, and said:

"Look, this way they can't hurt us."

As the words fell, the figures of the two "Everwinter Shadewalkers" disappeared instantly, without a trace, as if they had never existed.

Clara looked at the scene before her, her red eyes blinking constantly.

In her cognition, Mr. Svarog was the strongest existence, able to easily deal with monsters in the Fragmentum.

But those terrible monsters couldn't even get close to this grandpa.

And she had never seen, let alone heard of, such a grandpa.

"Grandpa, can you help Clara?"

The smile on "God's" face remained unchanged:

"Of course, my child, you can tell me any difficulties you have."

"...you can tell me any difficulties you have."

Perhaps in Clara's eyes, this was just an elder's comfort to a child.

But such words fell into the eyes of the audience who had read the file, which was no different from saying that no matter what wish Clara made, "God" could help her realize it.

This is divinity, an existence even above reality benders.

"I'm not envious at all, really."

"Hehe, I believe you, really."

"Ah~ so envious, so envious, I'm so envious, envious, envious to death, so envious, I'm really so envious..."

"Stop acting crazy, this is divinity, there is supreme divinity later. If you meet a supreme divinity walking the dog one day, wouldn't it be fine to make a wish to Him?"

"Saying that divinity and supreme divinity are like Chinese cabbage, our civilization hasn't even seen a curio until now, let alone the Foundation's anomalies. If you really encounter divinity or supreme divinity, that's the chosen one among the chosen ones."

"It is recommended to think about what wishes you want to realize in your heart first. Although it is impossible to become divinity by making a wish to divinity, at least you can become a reality bender."

"A couple upstairs from me started fighting because the man's wish was an endless harem, and the woman's wish was endless pretty boys."

"It is recommended to lock them up, don't let them out, thank you."

Outside the screen, countless people held their breath. They had complex feelings; some were jealous of Clara's good luck, some envied Clara for meeting "God," some felt this was what a kind child deserved, some watched all this plainly, without any reaction.

But without exception, they were all curious about what this little girl named Clara would ask "God" to do for her.

Let her get inexhaustible wealth?

Master supreme power?

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Or possess power comparable to an Aeon?

Or true immortality, looking down on the ages?

Let the deceased loved ones be reborn?

Exhaust the ultimate truth of the universe?

At this moment, that white-haired, red-eyed figure seemed to become the avatar of countless viewers; her mouth was about to speak out the ambitions buried in their hearts for a long time.

"Thank you, Grandpa."

Clara said timidly.

She had long been accompanied by robots, rarely communicated with humans, and had never seen humans whose style was completely different from the people in the lower district, so she was a bit shy.

"Clara heard someone coughing in the house at the entrance of the town..."

"That was a seriously ill sister, and unfortunately blind. She told Clara that her sister went to the 'Fragmentum' to look for valuable things there..."

As Clara told the story, a story of a younger sister looking for her older sister unfolded before the audience's eyes.

This was still Belobog; the surface part was called the Upper District, and the hollow urban area located underground was called the Lower District.

The Lower District suffered from the "Fragmentum erosion," with monsters wandering everywhere, and some urban areas were forced to be abandoned, such as Rivet Town.

"Clara wanted to help her, but she couldn't find her sister."

"God" looked up slightly, looking at the place Clara mentioned, sighed slightly, and after a while, put a kind smile on His face again.

"Child, besides this, do you have any wishes you want to realize?"

Clara was stunned for a moment.