Chapter 602: Who is born inferior?

Night falls.

A bright moon hangs high in the sky, covering the ground with a layer of silver, as if they were distinct laurel fruits.

The bright moonlight falls on Su Yang's face, and a pair of eyes like magnificent rubies appear even deeper.

Cao An looked at his high-spirited face in a daze, his eyes suddenly somewhat trance-like.

How many years has it been?

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had seen this look.

Once upon a time, his top boss was also like this, claiming that there was nothing in the world that could stop him.

And claimed that one day he would climb the highest mountain in the world and overlook the gods as a victor!

At that time, he didn't know the iron laws of this world, only knowing that as a dependent, he was also infected by this posture.

His heart was full of pride, having a vision of overlooking all the mountains.

It's just a pity...

He finally couldn't wait for that day.

Never again could he wait for the great moment of being above all living things.

Over the past five years, he had imagined more than once where the 'Ascension to Godhood' seed went.

Whether it was thinking about his situation.

But...

Cao An didn't wait for salvation, and could only be muddled and unaware of the surroundings day after day.

Seeing that there was hope for leaving, a Cheng Yaojin suddenly killed his way out.

The Su Yang at this moment is just as ambitious as the 'Ascension to Godhood' seed back then.

He saw her shadow in him.

"Rustle—"

The evening wind blew, and the sand on the ground gathered and swirled.

Cao An came back to his senses and shook his head with a bitter smile, "How could he be her."

"What did you say?" Su Yang asked.

"I said you will never be able to get rid of slavery; no matter how unique or powerful your talent is, you will eventually be bound by shackles, and they will get tighter as time goes by."

"I know where your confidence comes from, and I also know that there is another incomparably crazy self hidden in your heart."

"I hope more than anyone that you die without a burial place, and I also want to see the day when you die without a corpse because of your crazy actions."

"The will of the gods cannot be blasphemed, no matter who you are, no matter how strong you are."

"From beginning to end, you must be clear that talent... is what He bestowed upon you!" Cao An said.

Su Yang's face was calm and waveless when he heard this.

But soon he smiled, "It seems your ambition has been worn away by countless natural disasters over these five years, and your slavery is deeply rooted and planted in your heart."

"Compared to my talent, 'Luck' requires you to maintain a muddled state for most of the day; according to what you said, you contribute faith for 23 hours a day."

"The shackles lock your heart deeply, and also bind your body and brain."

"As you are now, even if the seat of ascension to godhood were placed in front of you, you wouldn't have the courage to take it."

"This is you, useless, timid, and cowardly."

"Perhaps because of this, you are willing to let Zhu Xiang drive you, playing the clown on weekdays."

"Some people pretend to be stupid because they know how to maximize their interests."

"And you are truly stupid, knowing there is a tiger in the mountains, you choose to retreat."

"Then I ask—since you are already the most 'pious' believer, what is the meaning of leaving here?"

As soon as these words came out, Cao An's face turned from anger to confusion.

Seeing his expression, Su Yang sighed in disappointment, "Your luck was all used to protect yourself, completely unaware of how to seek the greatest benefit."

"From your eyes, I can see that you long to return to your original team, but you don't know what they have become after five years."

"And you don't know if they will accept you after you go back."

Cao An gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "You know nothing, how can our relationship be speculated by you?"

"Since your friendship is deep, why not just die early?" Su Yang raised his eyelids slightly.

"What do you mean?"

"There is a resurrection opportunity in the shop; although the price is a bit high, it is definitely worth it for you," Su Yang slowly stretched out a finger.

Cao An was stunned.

Seeing this, Su Yang continued: "As a master of luck, your magnetic field can influence people around you; perhaps your top boss can live to this day thanks to your contribution."

"You might have had this thought, but you didn't dare to gamble."

"You are afraid, afraid that after you die, they will forget you, abandon you, and let you lie in the mass grave, becoming one of countless failures for later people to trample on."

"You have always harbored a glimmer of hope during this time, fantasizing about the scene where everyone welcomes you back to the team."

"In the final analysis, it is still slavery that harmed you; you became timid, only daring to hide in this game you have played more than a hundred times, living out your days."

"I think slavery will harm people; as long as you dare to fight, why can't you stand above the gods?"

"You say players have a hard time getting ahead, but I, Su Yang, just don't believe in this evil!"

"Who is born inferior? And who is willing to live on their knees forever?!"

Listening to his impassioned words, a trace of yearning flashed in Cao An's eyes.

But it was soon replaced by loss, and he sneered, "You say so much, it's nothing more than the confidence given to you by your talent; not everyone has this luck."

"That's right!" Su Yang nodded frankly, "Without talent, I am nothing, but have you ever thought that gods are gods because their predecessors might also have been players."

"Since they are players, talent is the greatest reliance."

"He sent such a great gift, why shouldn't I use it?"

Cao An was speechless, but at this moment he really wanted to overwhelm Su Yang in words, "I hope you can still laugh like this in the near future."

"It's a pity that you won't see that time," Su Yang's physical strength fully recovered, and he picked up the small knife again.

"The natural disaster has stopped, just in time to use your heart to sacrifice!"

Cao An's face changed slightly, but he didn't choose to run away.

He knew very well that in front of Su Yang's weird talent, doing anything was futile.

Moreover, he had long been psychologically prepared to sleep here forever.

"I curse you, I curse you to die a horrible death!" Cao An squeezed these words out from his teeth.

Su Yang smiled, got up and walked toward Cao An, "I had a very pleasant chat with you, and in the conversation, I seem to have grasped the inspiration for the rare hidden achievement."

"Perhaps it's the influence of the luck you shared; in the end, you really are a lucky star!"

"Rare?" Cao An looked at the knife getting closer and closer, his heart aching inexplicably.

"I guess... the hidden achievement and the rare hidden achievement might be linked; killing two hundred people and eating two hundred hearts, the latter might be the key," Su Yang said slowly.

"Is it that simple?" Cao An subconsciously took half a step back.

"It might be simple for me, but for Zhu Xiang, it was as difficult as ascending to heaven!"

"Although he almost finished killing two hundred people, the hearts he ate probably haven't reached three digits!" ===== CHAPTER 603 =====