Chapter 5179

"Above the Goddess," Melissa trembled as she made the sign of the cross over her chest. Then she remembered something, her pupils dilating suddenly with a hint of fear as she stared at the flawless youth who seemed anything but human.

"I'm sorry! Extremely sorry!" Benson panicked and fell to his knees with a thud.

Su Han's lips twitched; with a flick of his finger, Benson instantly rose to his feet. Su Han sighed helplessly, "Don't act like that… it makes me seem like the bad guy…"

"Brother, sister… just calm down! This person is an extremely kind… god." Kline struggled for a long time. In the end, he settled on calling Su Han a "god," since terms like "Shenmegong Society" would take too long to explain—and his two relatives certainly wouldn't understand anyway…

The two nervously followed Kline and sat on the two new seats Su Han had recreated, watching as he poured them each a cup of tea.

"By the way, I remember… this house doesn't seem to be yours, does it?" Su Han gazed thoughtfully at Kline.

"That's correct," Kline nodded shyly.

"Then I still suggest you buy this house," Su Han nodded slightly. "Or, I could bind this world to you?"

"No no, buying is fine." Though binding by Su Han would be more convenient, Kline no longer wanted Su Han to exert even a single extra ounce of effort.

It was simply too embarrassing… it made him feel like he was freeloading off the group owner.

They chatted aimlessly, and Su Han also shifted his attention to the chat group, finding it unusually lively.

Dr. Roman: "Too real."

El Nastie: "What a coincidence…"

JoJo: "Timing-wise, it doesn't seem too far off. Though… it's just a bit too ridiculously coincidental."

Kousaka Kyōsuke: "Given his strength, predicting the future is as easy for the president as eating and drinking… maybe he did it on purpose."

Su Xiao Xiao: "… You want to go back in again?"

Su Han raised an eyebrow. If you want to go in, just say it—I wouldn't deny your wish. Why tease me like this?!

Kousaka Kyōsuke: "… Sorry! Deeply sorry. (Sorry. jpg)"

Kousaka Kyōsuke immediately attached an image of himself bowing deeply.

Liu Peiqiang: "… Classic Japanese tradition, huh."

Benson and Melissa had indeed been nervous at first, but watching how these people interacted with Kline—with complete equality—they gradually calmed down…

Melissa quietly drank a sip of water, and her eyes instantly brightened. The moment the water touched her stomach, she felt unprecedented comfort—as if all her fatigue had been completely washed away…

Moreover, Melissa felt her mind clearer than ever before; vast amounts of information reorganized themselves within her. Looking again at the people before her, she sensed them differently.

Taking a breath, Melissa spoke cautiously, "My lords… you are all gods, aren't you? This must be… your divine realms."

Yes, it wasn't just what Kline said—Su Han alone was a god. All of them before her were gods.

Benson's eyelid twitched several times as he stared at Melissa with a bewildered expression.

"And?" Su Han was intrigued.

"You," Melissa turned to Wugeng Liuli, whose expression was utterly carefree, and her voice grew firmer, "must be the legendary… Goddess of the Night!"

Wugeng Liuli: "… Huh?"

Wugeng Liuli was dumbfounded. What did the Goddess of the Night have to do with her?

"Your very presence radiates warmth like the sun!" Melissa turned to Lei Mu, her eyes shining. "You must be… the Eternal Solar Lord!"

Lei Mu: "?"

"As for you…" Melissa looked at Su Han. When she'd been nervous before, she hadn't noticed—but now, calm and observing, this person before her… was too perfect, too perfect. That charm had made her fall in love at first sight.

"But you must be the god who watches over Kline! Thank you for your kindness toward my brother." Melissa bowed deeply to Su Han. Whether the Goddess of the Night or the Eternal Solar Lord—both were among the Seven Major Gods, deities with countless fanatical worshippers across this nation and even the entire world…

Yet, judging by the current situation, these people clearly followed this flawless youth as their leader…

And none of the Seven Gods matched this youth…

The implications here were chilling.

Melissa vaguely felt she had touched a corner of the divine world… she sensed that if she continued thinking, she might uncover even more.

But she dared not think further.

Demonstrating her intelligence might earn the gods' favor—but relentlessly probing beyond reason could easily anger them…

Benson sucked in a sharp breath, his scalp prickling. Yet after pondering Melissa's words, he realized… this was indeed the most logical explanation. Why so many gods met Kline? Why had his room transformed so quickly?

Kline also sucked in a sharp breath. Dammit, my sister… how the hell are you thinking like the only two remaining members of the Grey Council?!

Or is this some innate talent of people in this world? Just encountering a god—or even a suspected god—and their IQ automatically doubles?!