Global Deities: My Talent Comes from the Stars

Chapter 8 The So-Called King

Sixteen years have left too deep and heavy marks on this king.

He was ultimately just a primitive Homo sapiens, and even as a king, aging was inevitable. Looking down from the clouds, Liang Jiu could clearly see that Xin's temples had sprouted white hair, and although his once-solid muscles were still there, they had become somewhat wrinkled.

The boy who once looked up at the gods in the sky has now completely shed his naivety and is like a stubborn rock that has been washed by the river for many years, deep and steady.

His severed left arm had its cuff tucked into his waistband.

In fact, Xin had already touched the threshold of battle qi during that divine battle sixteen years ago. However, due to the defect of his missing arm and the lack of a teacher, he groped in the dark for too many years and was never able to truly master it.

He thought he would waste his life like this until recently, when his "strength" trait affected all his family members, and that powerful vitality helped him break through the last barrier.

He crossed that threshold and became extraordinary.

Battle aura can be gathered within the body and spread throughout the entire body with one's will, serving both offensive and defensive purposes, with endless applications.

But he is too old, and his physical potential has been largely worn down by the years, making it difficult for him to go any further on this path.

Xin was clearly aware of this as well.

Standing before the monument to the pioneers, he imparted his hard-earned insights, word by word, to the descendants before him.

"Feel your blood, burning like fire in your veins..."

As he spoke, he made a gesture in the air with his right hand.

These young Homo sapiens possessed stronger physiques and more abundant energy. They started from the shoulders of giants, and did not need to be trapped in the fog for sixteen years like him.

Liang Jiu watched this scene from the clouds, feeling a mix of emotions, but there was nothing he could do.

He is a god in the divine realm, and his divine power allows him to do many things.

But immortality is a false proposition.

Before a true earthly kingdom is established, all death and rebirth are inevitable and will come one day.

......

A divine oracle sounded in my ears.

Xin stopped teaching, waved for the young people to disperse, and returned to his wooden house.

Ripples spread through the void, and Liang Jiu stepped out in his original form, appearing before Xin once again.

Xin was terrified and bent his knees to kneel down. But an invisible divine force held him up and prevented him from kneeling.

"What, are you shocked to see me like this?" Liang Jiu asked, looking at him.

Xin lowered her head, her voice filled with fear: "Gods are omnipotent, so naturally they can have a thousand faces, I..."

"Relax a bit, just treat it like you're entertaining a friend, okay?"

But after hearing this, he was still at a loss.

Facing the creator who created his race, he could not stand on equal footing as a mortal.

Seeing that he was still hesitant, Liang Jiu simply transmitted the divine oracle directly into his mind. The voice was majestic and deep, just as it had been when the fire was bestowed upon him.

"My first King, Xin, I command you to entertain the guests before you, and I permit you not to kneel."

Since the divine decree has been issued.

Liang Jiu didn't put on airs and sat down cross-legged wherever he was.

Seeing his god in such a state, Xin could only smile bitterly and sit down on the ground.

"What do you think of Geng?" Liang Jiu asked.

Xin thought for a moment and answered truthfully: "He's young and arrogant, lacks maturity, but has a long-term vision and exceptional wisdom. In my opinion, he's not suitable to gain your favor."

"That's true, he's not suitable to be your successor." Liang Jiu nodded. "His achievements will be remembered for generations to come, not now. Your people won't submit to him now."

A brief silence fell over the room.

They ran past the window and their footsteps faded into the distance when they heard children playing outside.

Shortly after, Liang Jiu spoke, "You're about to die."

Xin's expression was calm, as if he had been prepared: "Mortals always die, my lord. When that mysterious power entered my body, I sensed my impending death."

The extraordinary person's perception of their own vitality is higher than that of ordinary people. Liang Jiu had only heard about this before, but he never expected that they could achieve this level.

"Have you prepared everything for the rest of the process?" Liang Jiu asked.

"Everything is ready, my divine being. A new king has been chosen, and he will continue to fulfill my duties, leading the people forward and worshipping our one and only god."

Liang Jiu nodded, quite satisfied with what he had done: "On the day you die, I may not be able to witness this land. I now allow you to make a wish upon me: to inherit a position for ten thousand generations, and to have inexhaustible wealth..."

For the first time, Xin rejected her god.

"I already have God's favor, I am the king you have appointed, what more could I ask for?" He looked at Liang Jiu, "I only hope that you can give us names, so that we can proudly call ourselves when we go out into the world."

Hearing this answer, Liang Jiu was both satisfied and secretly thought that the man was a disappointment.

As the first generation of human king, Liang Jiu's capable assistant, and the number one in the war of gods, he should have understood that he was born with the right to demand special privileges.

"Then so be it."

Liang Jiu stood up.

"Go and tell your people that you have been given the name 'Salt' by the gods in memory of your first wise king."

"My Lord God..." Xin suddenly raised his head.

But before he could finish speaking, Liang Jiu in front of him had already turned into specks of light and disappeared.

......

Liang Jiu opened his eyes and saw Pan Xiaopang's arm waving in front of him, seemingly doing something.

"I'm just going to the Divine Realm for a while, what are you doing?"

"I'm just worried you'll get too addicted to the game and won't be able to pull yourself out," Pan Xiaopang said irritably. "I don't want to wait here for you until midnight."

"I think you just want me to treat you, and now you're trying to take advantage of me." Liang Jiu saw through his little scheme at a glance, and her discomfort subsided a bit.

"Since you know, then hurry up and go! Did you know? There's a hot pot restaurant that opened near the school. The ingredients there are a secret recipe that the owner's chefs from the Divine Realm have been researching for thousands of years." Little Fatty had already started walking out.

"Come on, I thought the ingredients inside were all brought from the Divine Realm. Look how excited you are." Liang Jiu followed behind helplessly.

"The proprietress is just a divine seed like us, how could she possibly possess divine power?"