Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
There was a saying on Earth that went “so long as the law did not forbid, anything could be done.” That meant that so long as the law did not explicitly proclaim in writing that something was prohibited, then that thing could always be done.
Of course, this did not mean that there was no danger. For example, climbing to the top of a skyscraper and dancing along the edge of its outer walls; for example, performing a high-wire stunt holding only a bamboo pole and without any safety rope; for example, going to some peaceful religious lands that flaunted no other forms of civilization other than scriptures to protect the rights and interests of women and children… the last kind was indeed most admirable. But its death rate was much higher than the former two. It was said that every year, the true feminists had to sacrifice a double-digit number of lives for this cause. Such a heroic act was truly something so touching yet tragic.
However, everyone knew that the fundamental reason those people died was that they were not strong enough. For example, people who fell to their deaths while playing extreme sports naturally would not die if they had tough bodies that could neither be smashed or broken. As for people who were beheaded by peaceful religions or smashed to death by stones, if they had millions of soldiers with guns behind them that were prepared to shoot anytime, they could even rear pigs in temples without any problems… Well, anyone unafraid of future annihilation could always give it a shot.
But Sui Xiong need not worry about these. He was strong enough. He was so strong that so long as the Master of Order did not seek trouble with him, it would be difficult for him to die even if he himself was seeking his own death.
Now, the Master of Order indicated his attitude with a silence that could not be any clearer than it was. So Sui Xiong immediately cast all his concerns aside and began working hard to do a great job.
He further enlarged his already large body. Although this greatly increased the consumption of his Divine Power, it also greatly increased the efficiency of water intake. The frenzied manner that he was drawing water created a new surge of ocean currents in the great sea on the north of the Main Plane. The drought in the mortal world was rapidly alleviated by the continuous fall of water fog and gradually regained calmness.
The scene left all the gods wide-eyed and dumbfounded. Many gods tried to follow his method, only to find that it was simply impossible to accomplish what he did—his method, in fact, did not require a great consumption. But the “start-up capital” could be so demanding that it required at least a mid-level Divine Power to achieve something like this.
However, as they were under the influence of the Main Plane enchantment, the gods simply did not have the guts to descend as such powerful clones. So naturally, there was no way they could follow Sui Xiong’s methodology.
Only he was capable of such a feat. This skill was unique to him; it was all his to claim.
Although the other gods could not help him directly, they knew that his consumption was massive, so they were quick to bestow upon him a great deal of Divine Power. No matter how Sui Xiong expressed that his consumption was not as much as what they imagined it to be, the other gods remained unmoved. The gods all gave him a little bit of Divine Power. So unknowingly, Sui Xiong realized that not only did he not consume a great amount of Divine Power because he had to handle disaster relief. He had, on the contrary, earned a lot more than what was consumed.
A single god alone would not actually be able to give him much Divine Power. Other than the few great Divine Powers like the God of Light and the Sky Devourer Canine, the Divine Power given to him by the ordinary gods would probably be enough to last him a day or two. But the number of gods who could not refrain from giving him Divine Power was overwhelming. There were more than 400 gods in total. Among them were gods from different races on the Main Plane, gods who had their own parishes on the Main Plane, and also some good gods who came to render him support purely due to philosophical reasons.
In fact, if Sui Xiong had not insisted on not accepting too many gifts, the Divine Power that he received would be far greater than what he had gained.
“Why would I want so much Divine Power?” Sui Xiong said when Yorgaardman was having a casual chat with him about this matter. He smiled and said, “As far as I’m concerned, I’m good with just enough Divine Power to use. Anyway, I don’t have anything special to use it for.”
To this, the God of Justice was agreeable. He was one of the few good goods who did not give any Divine Power to Sui Xiong. And it was not because he was being stingy or any reason along this line, but because he truly did not have so much Divine Power to spare.
As one of the best masters among the great Divine Powers, Yorgaardman’s deity level was very high. His divinity was very strong as well, but only his Divine Power… was simply too average.
He had no choice. His followers were too few, so he could only rely on the few priesthoods like “justice” or “courage” to obtain Divine Power from the World’s Origin. Also, he did not belong to the category of gods who were skilled in magic, so he could not obtain Divine Power by refining magic. A long time ago, when he was not as powerful as he was now, there were even a few evil gods who joined hands into forcing him into a war of attrition. That war almost cost him his life.
That was probably the most dangerous moment of his life. Fortunately, at the most critical moment, a troop of human gods came rushing and charging over. In a brief moment, they counter-attacked and killed the evil gods. Thus, Yorgaardman barely escaped death.
After the event, he went to express his gratitude. But he learned that the God of Light had known that those evil gods were plotting against him and was simply using him as bait. He was so mad that he threw away all notions of saying thank you altogether.
From Sui Xiong’s point of view, the God of Light probably did have the intention of making use of the God of Justice. But it was also an indisputable fact that the God of Light had saved the God of Justice at the most critical moment. If that was the case, why should the God of Justice be bothered about being used by his own brother?
It was just that… he had no intention of getting involved in this enmity between the two brothers. Sui Xiong truly could not figure out the baffling relationship between these two disciples of the God of Knights. They might seem like enemies at first glance, but more than once, they had stood on the same side or even helped each other on key issues. Sometimes, Sui Xiong would wonder. Between the two of them, was the contradiction due to a clash in ideas bigger? Or was the friendship due to having similar tastes and inclinations bigger?
He was never able to ascertain this.
At this time, the God of Glory was the one who gave Sui Xiong the most Divine Power. In terms of measure of component, this amount was even enough to create a mid-level Divine Power. And though the God of Justice was unable to provide him Divine Power, he was always standing by Sui Xiong’s side as his bodyguard. This allowed Sui Xiong to work with a peace of mind and without the fear of danger. It vaguely seemed like the two of them shared a tacit understanding, as though they had discussed beforehand.
Maybe… this was all arranged by the God of Knights?
Thinking of the God of Knights, Sui Xiong could not help recalling the scene where this senior god was annihilated.
At that time, though he did not witness the incident, he learned everything about it from the retellings of others thereafter. It was clear that the God of Knights had completely abandoned all his priesthoods, and his deity was lowered to the level of a god-to-be. But his Divine Power and divinity, on the contrary, skyrocketed to an inconceivable level. What on earth was happening?
Long ago, he once asked the God of Light about the God of Knights. At that time, the God of Light had told Sui Xiong that it would not be too late to wait till he had stepped into the realm of a mid-level Divine Power before considering these matters.
Now, though he was not officially sealed god, purely based on the degree of strength of his divinity and Divine Power, he was not the least inferior to any other great Divine Power. So, it was time for him to raise a question about it again…
In the midst of these rambling thoughts and considerations, the year’s autumn and winter passed.
All thanks to Sui Xiong, the Main Plane’s harvest for the year might be lacking, yet ultimately, it was not to the extent of reaping no harvest at all. Also, the vegetation and animals managed to survive the most difficult time. Though winter killed many people and animals, it did not bring about the direst consequences.
When spring came and all the snow had melted, the God of Drought, who had been playing dead for more than a year, finally brought good news to everyone.
The great drought that had swept through the entire Main Plane was coming to an end!
