Sister, look at him!

"He's still watching us." Mu Yan leaned close to He Qingwan's ear and whispered to her.

He Qingwan looked through the rearview mirror and saw Ivista standing at the gate of the temple. He was wearing a robe and had long hair. His cobalt blue eyes were like the endless sea or the extremely mysterious night sky.

"Actually, this position of Son of God should have been mine." He Qingwan suddenly spoke up, "I was the chosen one, but I didn't want to go, and I even spoke wildly in the temple, and then I was punished."

Mu Yan: “…”

It's very much like He Qingwan's style.

"Later, Ivesta volunteered to go in my place, but the old guys in the temple said that this kind of thing was chosen by the God of Light and no one had the right to change it. As a result, after one night, they said that the God of Light had changed his mind and we could replace him."

Mu Yan: “…”

For a moment, he didn't know whether the God of Light had really changed his words or the old guy mentioned by He Qingwan was forced to change his words by the He family.

But it is not difficult to see from the fact that He Qingwan was punished for being disrespectful to the God of Light that the He family believes in the God of Light. Could it be that the God of Light really changed his mind?

"I don't want to go to the temple and be the Son of God. Unless the next Son of God is chosen, I will have to stay there for the rest of my life."

He Qingwan was still a little scared, "Ah Yan, do you know how many years the previous Son of God has been in office?"

"How many years?" Mu Yan asked very cooperatively.

"Five hundred years!" He Qingwan held up five fingers. "In your hometown, five hundred years is enough to lock up a monkey brother!"

"Five hundred years???" Mu Yan was dumbfounded, and was also a little scared, "Luckily you didn't go!"

"right!!"

*

In front of the He family.

After He Qingwan gave the holy water to Qiong, he jumped into Mu Yan's car again.

"Aren't you going home?" Mu Yan reminded He Qingwan, "Your current destination is my big farm."

"It's fine as long as the things are sent back. I don't want to go back yet." He Qingwan sat down comfortably, picked up the drink he had just finished, and used the straw to stir the clear liquid in the cup.

"My mom is in the hospital, my dad and his friends are discussing something mysteriously, and my brother has to continue a meeting. There's no one at home."

"Then we can go back to my house. There seems to be a fish pond on the farm. We can go fishing and grill fish!"

Mu Yan was enthusiastically arranging the next activities, and He Qingwan just nodded and agreed with him while drinking his drink.

After a long while, Mu Yan said he was tired. He also took a sip of his drink and suddenly said to himself, "I don't know if I can go back to my hometown... Forget it, I don't know how long it has been."

"Sure." He Qingwan said suddenly, "As long as we find the coordinates, we can go back."

"How to find it?" Mu Yan asked subconsciously.

"Look for it in the World Tree." He Qingwan looked at Mu Yan, "All the information about the World Tree is in the Ask Temple."

"World Tree..." Mu Yan murmured, "Does the World Tree in Norse mythology include the Nine Realms?"

"If you mean the Norse mythology from your hometown, indeed, the world tree I'm talking about is similar to the world tree in that mythology." He Qingwan called up the holographic image in the car.

"I don't know how the World Tree came about, but the current theory is that it was planted by the God of Light."

A holographic image of a large tree appeared. He Qingwan gently turned it to show Mu Yan from all angles. "On the surface, it looks no different from an ordinary tree, but in fact, each of its leaves is a small world."

He Qingwan pointed to a large branch and explained to Mu Yan, "Look, this is an entire world. Look, it has many small branches extending out, which means it is divided into many small worlds. Look, this branch also has many smaller branches. These smaller branches are like the subsidiary worlds or derivative worlds of the small branches."

"You just said that every leaf is a small world." Mu Yan was a little speechless. Although he had imagined in his mind that there might be such a thing as a world tree in the interstellar space, it was another matter when he actually saw it.

"Yes, there are six leaves on this small branch, which means there are six parallel worlds in total." He Qingwan enlarged it for Mu Yan to see, "Every different choice when facing a major decision may create a new parallel world."

Seeing that Mu Yan was completely speechless, He Qingwan patted his shoulder and said, "Remember not to tell these things to others casually, otherwise you may be arrested easily."

"Don't other people know these things?" Mu Yan was at a loss. How could he, a little Karami who had just become a formal citizen, know so much!

"Not many people know about it, including the existence of the Transmigration Bureau." After thinking for a while, He Qingwan added, "I said not many compared to the entire galaxy."

The interstellar population is huge. Any small planet has billions of people. There are nine planets in a galaxy. There are 26 galaxies in the entire galaxy. Even if only one percent of these people are present, it is an extremely large number.

"No wonder I was given unemployment benefits. It turns out that my glorious experience of working for the Traffic Police Bureau cannot even be written on my resume." Mu Yan felt that he had worked so hard for so long, but in the end he was still a jobless loser.

"It's like this, even if you post the abbreviation "穿管局" on Starnet, you will be banned."

He Qingwan comforted him, "But you can think more positively. Look, you live in Galaxy A, the central star! Even though it's only the eighth continent, it's the eighth continent of the central star! You own a farm covering 200 acres in a place like this! Do you know how much your farm is worth? It's enough for you to buy a planet in Galaxy K!"

He Qingwan counseled Mu Yan, who was a little autistic for some reason, "All your travel expenses, medicines and medical expenses will be reimbursed, and you will be eligible to go to the Royal Nursing Home when you are old. Although you cannot write on your resume that you have worked for the Trafficking Administration, some larger companies will have inside information."

Mu Yan raised his head from his autistic mood and said, "I was just thinking that the employees of the Traffic Management Bureau are considered to be civil servants."

"Yes." He Qingwan nodded, "It is a very high public office."

"That's the point." Mu Yan's heart was weeping. "I once worked for such a great editor, but I couldn't act cool with my neighbors. Do you know how painful that is?"

Mu Yan is an orphan. When he was young, he did all kinds of dirty and tiring work. He was born thin and fair, and was always bullied. At that time, his wish was to become a very powerful person when he grew up, and then find those who bullied him to show off.

After understanding the reason for Mu Yan's autism, He Qingwan thought for a while, "Turn around, let's go back to the Ask Temple. There should be other parallel worlds in your hometown. We can find a world that is earlier in the timeline and enter it."

"Can... can you do it?" Mu Yan was a little hesitant. "That Son of God doesn't seem easy to talk to."

"Don't worry, I'm here." He Qingwan held Mu Yan's hands with both of her own. Her eyes were sincere. "Ah Yan, you can always trust me. I am definitely more reliable than anyone you have ever met."