An extremely tall Cyclops (Odin), wearing dark gold armor and riding the eight-legged divine horse Sleipnir, tightened the reins in his hands.

He looked at the handsome man (Frei, the god of fertility) who was riding a giant golden pig and walking side by side with him, his one eye full of undisguised admiration.

"Frei, you did very well." Odin's voice was like thunder. He even thought of passing his position as the God King of Asgard to this younger generation who had been an "exchange student" in Heaven and now returned with advanced ideas and technology.

After saying this, he turned his huge single eye towards Su Mohui, his eyes flashing with a desire for knowledge and power. He greeted her in Chinese with a thick Nordic accent, but barely understandable:

"I heard... that in your country's Heavenly Court, there's a miraculous book called 'Investiture of the Gods' that can help people break through their limits and even... touch the threshold of ascending to a higher dimension?"

Su Mohui's mouth twitched uncontrollably. She shouldn't have been so idle as to come to Northern Europe with that versatile "Rebirth Mirror" in her hand! Now that was good, right? She'd made a mistake, right?

But… her eyes rolled, and she decided to shift the blame: "Speaking of this, I remember an interesting story. I heard that during the war three hundred years ago, your country's god of trickery, Loki…"

Odin's brow immediately began to beat like a drum.

Ever since Frey returned with the "strategic poverty alleviation materials" from Heaven and a bunch of new ideas, awakening this family of gods, they have been quoting the two famous Eastern sayings "Every failure makes you wiser" and "Those who lag behind will be beaten" almost every other day.

By the way, he would bring up all the bad things that Loki, the rebellious son, had done in the past, especially the things that brought shame to his father (that is, Odin), and whip his corpse over and over again. His ears were almost callused from listening to them!

"Hahaha, that evil child!" Odin roared, not knowing whether it was anger or laughter, and once again strongly wanted to hit that careless granddaughter -

The goddess of death, Hela, was thrown back into the eighteen levels of hell in the Chinese underworld for confinement! Even though Hela had just been released by that handsome old man, the King of Hell, a day ago!

If Hela hadn't hooked up with Cthulhu and those things first, that little bastard Loki wouldn't have woken up so quickly and caused a lot of trouble later!

That’s right. When Su Mohui was traveling through the universe in search of the Endless Abyss, the huge phantoms of gods that he saw, outlined by stars and galaxies, were the final core forces of the various divine systems that were dormant.

When Su Mohui approaches with the majestic power of China's national destiny, some gods will indeed be stimulated by this power and awaken early, which often becomes a key opportunity for the full recovery of the pantheon.

But just as where there is light there is shadow, some unscrupulous rats - such as the Cthulhu pantheon - will secretly make trouble, and Loki, the evil son, is a typical example.

Three hundred years ago, after Su Mohui activated the VIP rest mode on the system, it took him a full hundred years to repair the damage to his body and soul.

Although the soul is as hard as cosmic stainless steel, the body has been hollowed out!

During this time, everyone else returned to their own homes, diligently working on maintaining cosmic stability and guiding civilization. It wasn't until Su Mohui fully recovered and Qi Mo pulled her into the "Myriad Worlds Patrol Guidance Group" WeChat group that the universe's restoration progress bar truly began to gallop forward.

In a blink of an eye, another two hundred years have passed.

Su Mohui stuffed a hardcover copy of "Psychological Construction and Education Guide for Parents of Newborns (Special Edition for the Gods)" into Odin's hand, then turned around and returned to the Ninth Heaven.

As she leisurely sat in the pavilion of the Starfire Terrace, she took a bite of a crystal-clear candied haws. The sweet and sour taste melted in her mouth, and she sighed contentedly, "It's about time... isn't it?"

The system appeared at the right moment. This time, it even transformed into a little girl with twin ponytails and a small skirt. It held the hand of Xiao Xinhua, who had transformed into a data stream, and sat together on the stone bench next to Su Mohui.

[Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host and all the other players for successfully completing the specific wish missions for the four key national destiny holders: Yehvi, Apollo, Frey, and Itzamna!]

[The current mission reward pool is seriously overflowing! Special reward to the host: 10,000 points of National Destiny Power! Your current total National Destiny Power is: 109,281,700 points! And an additional reward: 1% improvement in the overall restoration of the universe——]

[Host, host! The universe's total repair rate has now reached 99%! Once you submit the final mission, the repair rate will automatically jump to 100%! ?(????)?]

As the system's cheerful voice fell, seven brilliant rainbows suddenly appeared on the horizon, rushing in from all directions of the universe. As if prearranged, they drew graceful arcs across the sky, eventually transforming into seven figures that landed gracefully on the Spark Platform.

Qi Mo was still wearing the familiar black sweatshirt, Shen Jia'an changed into a refreshing blue sportswear, Zhan Qing wore a simple gray long skirt, Xuanyuan Shaoze wore a golden Chinese long gown (as if afraid that others would not see him), Ji Shanru wore a purple slim long skirt that outlined her perfect figure with charming charm, Yu Wenjin wore a simple red vest with jeans, and Qin Yi still wore the flowing green shirt.

"Mo Hui!"

"We're back!"

"As expected, my blue outfit is the most handsome!"

"..."

Seven voices rang out almost simultaneously, each carrying the joy of a long-awaited reunion and each with its own distinct personality.

Su Mohui looked at this group of friends, and instead of feeling noisy, she felt a warmth in her heart. After all… after spending so much time in this bizarre universe, it was time to go home and have a warm meal cooked by her mother.

"Is everyone here?" Su Mohui joked with a smile, pointing to the seven strings of candied haws that had been neatly wrapped in oil paper and already prepared on the stone table. "Come on, come on, have something sweet first to cushion your mood, so you don't get carsick during the 'cross-border transmission' later."

Shen Jiaan was the first to sit down, laughing heartlessly, not a trace of the aloof Lingbao Tianzun from three hundred years ago: "I know, I know."

He bit off the large hawthorn on top with a "crunch" and said vaguely, "You have no idea how much effort I put in to convince those old...old masters in the Heavenly Palace to come out again. Now that they have finally agreed, I can finally rest."

Qi Mo glanced at him, resentment thick in his eyes. "You wasted all your breath trying to fool me! Can you please switch back to your Lingbao Tianzun account and give Itzamna a few days of lessons on my behalf? Teach him about gossip and prophecy?"

Ji Shanru laughed so hard she nearly choked on her candied haws. "Come on! Shen Jia'an tricked you into teaching. He's a god of teaching, after all. He tricked me into going to the demon clan's territory to spread the core socialist values! Those demons launched mind-pollution-level magical attacks the moment they opened their mouths. They were almost purified as heretics by the twenty-four-character mantra!"

The remaining Yu Wenjin and Qin Yi, Xuanyuan Shaoze and Zhan Qing did not join the Tucao Conference, but just ate candied haws in silence, enjoying this rare quiet time.

As the sun gradually set over the horizon, tinting the clouds a warm orange, they all put down their teacups. After Su Mohui's final confirmation with the system, they jointly submitted the ultimate mission, titled "The End of the Universe."

Congratulations on completing the final mission! May your future journeys be filled with surprises and joy! Goodbye! (^_^)/~~]

The system's farewell voice echoed clearly throughout the entire Spark Platform, with the lingering sound lingering.

However, the pavilion was empty, with only the seven teacups on the stone table, still warm, quietly telling the story of the recent bustle and farewell.

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