I would rather betray the gods

While enjoying meat and admiring the wind and snow, they chatted about everyday things, and laughter could be heard from time to time around the campfire.

"After writing books for so many years, what is your representative work, Mr. Yuzu?" Aresen asked.

Representative works?

Yuzu let out a silly laugh.

To his shame, he doesn't even have a single book published independently; his works are all co-authored with colleagues.

Thinking about the countless manuscripts that had been rejected, Yuzu silently walked to the side and looked into the distance.

Seeing this, Dai Tianhe pointed at Aresen with the meat skewer and said, "You're a good person in every way except for your words. You always bring up the most sensitive topics."

"What?! I didn't boil any water?!"

Aresen was somewhat puzzled.

Dai Tianhe, too lazy to explain, sighed in frustration and turned to Youzi, shouting, "Youzi, keep eating!"

Yuzu didn't respond, continuing to gaze into the distance.

"Mr. Chang?" Dai Tianhe thought he hadn't heard him, so he called out again, but still received no response.

The wind and snow were getting heavier and heavier, and it seemed that the white-clad cargo ship could be flattened at any moment.

The inconspicuous flame struggled within, swaying from side to side.

"You'd better lie down," Yuzu suddenly said, her eyes fixed straight ahead.

What?

Aresen and Dai Tianhe couldn't hear anything at all.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed across the gloomy sky.

Immediately following, a crimson fireball streaked down like a meteor, leaving a long trail of light.

Before Adai and the other could see what it was, the fireball landed on the deck with a 'bang'.

A massive shockwave instantly swept across the entire deck, sending ice shards, snowflakes, and sparking charcoal flying everywhere.

After the commotion subsided, Ah and Dai got up from the ground, and Dai even helped Ah find his fallen glasses.

"In this kind of weather, aren't two mere mortals afraid of freezing to death outside?"

Suddenly, a disdainful greeting came from the bow of the ship, the voice deep and powerful.

Ignoring the snow still covering their bodies, the two looked in the direction of the sound.

Unfortunately, the wind and snow grew stronger and stronger, severely obstructing their vision. The two could only make out a tall figure and a pair of eyes that glowed green.

"Yes, it's Cat's Eye Lorota!"

It was Aresen, who had put his glasses back on, who was the first to recognize the person.

"Long time no see, Aresen."

As Lorota's identity was recognized, she walked into their line of sight while speaking.

Lorota was a burly man with red curly hair and wore a green camouflage outfit. His most distinctive feature was his eyes, with yellow pupils and black irises, the pupils of which could change size with the light, like a cat's eyes.

He is one of the few top-tier powerhouses in the guild, and his abilities have reached a terrifying fifth rank.

The guild had initially listed him as a top candidate, but he declined.

Now, for some reason, he's come again.

Since his work area was in Asia, this was the first time Dai Tianhe had met this powerful European, so he took the initiative to shake hands and exchange pleasantries with him, introducing himself while also mentioning the grapefruit not far away.

Only then did Lorota realize there was a third person present, and a look of surprise flashed across her face.

He looked up at Youzi, constantly adjusting the size of his cat-like pupils, carefully examining this divine envoy who he couldn't sense even a trace of his presence.

Do I have fleas?

Yuzu wasn't stingy at all, and immediately spread her arms and spun around, saying, "Your eyes are so cool. When I was little, I always fantasized about having a pair of unique eyes. I wonder how cool I would be in front of my classmates."

Perhaps only those who have come into contact with gods would dare to joke around with a fifth-tier powerhouse like this.

Dai Tianhe and Aresen exchanged a glance, their trembling eyes conveying the same sentiment.

They just don't understand that what Yuzu said was the truth, and she would still say it even if she were an ordinary person now.

In Yuzu's inner world, all beings are equal, and as long as what she says does not hurt or insult anyone, she can say it without fear.

Before long, Lorota's arrogant disdain for everything returned to his face. He walked into the cabin without even glancing at Yuzu and said, "The God King's envoy? I am Lorota, a man who wants to run for guild leader."

Then Adai and the other person came to Yuzu's side and told him not to take Lorota's rudeness too seriously.

Yuzu didn't say anything, and turned around to continue admiring the snow scene.

The next day.

Lorota's arrival made the meeting atmosphere much more harmonious.

Because many candidates withdrew from the race after seeing him.

As a result, Dai Tianhe was much more relaxed on stage, and occasionally he would use the gaps to insert some witty and humorous remarks, winning laughter and applause from the audience.

Yuzi, as always, rested her head on her arm and stared blankly at Dai Tianhe, much like a student daydreaming in class.

Did he listen? If he did, he can recite the meeting content almost perfectly afterward.

Have you thought about it? I've been thinking about it. I keep wondering why there's no signal in this godforsaken place, and I can't receive any messages on my phone. I wonder if there's any news from Fang Yuan.

"The meeting is adjourned."

At some point, Dai Tianhe finally said what Youzi had been waiting for.

Yuzi hastily put away her document and got up to leave.

He had made up his mind. He would find a moment to teleport to a place with a signal and check his phone.

Just as he turned around, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Lorota staring at him with a contemptuous expression.

Did a donkey kick your head?

This time, Yuzu didn't hold back. She gave him an unfriendly look and left.

Seeing this, Lorota slightly raised the corners of her mouth, and a chill gradually emerged from her contemptuous expression.

In the corridor, Yuzu took two steps at a time, wanting to quickly find a secluded spot to teleport away.

"Yuzu, wait for me."

Unexpectedly, Aresen kept close behind.

Damn it, what I feared most came to pass!

Yuzu reluctantly turned around, waiting for him to catch up.

I thought he had some minor problem, but when he opened his mouth, Yuzu almost cried.

It turned out that he was writing some notes on supernatural abilities, and there were some questions that he couldn't figure out. He wanted to find Yuzu, who had contact with the gods, to get some answers.

Because the topic was too long, he wanted to invite Yuzu to have dinner together, and they would chat while eating, completely ignoring Yuzu's distressed expression.

The cafeteria offers a variety of delicious foods, and people come to dine in a constant stream.

Aresen and Yuzu sat in a quiet place.

During the meal, Aresen asked all sorts of tricky questions.

Aside from the things I couldn't say I didn't know, Yuzu could only answer a very few questions.

Just as the two were engrossed in their discussion, someone suddenly fell down nearby, scattering the food they had just bought all over the floor.

He slipped and fell; it was just an ordinary accident.

Seeing this, everyone continued eating.

But the incident suddenly became anything but ordinary when a large foot slammed the fallen person back to the ground.

The focus shifted back to the person who had spilled food, which had soiled Rorota's clothes. Rorota immediately took action to teach him a lesson.

"I didn't mean to, please forgive me, Lord Cat's Eye."

After struggling to no avail, the person who fell could only plead desperately.

Rorota slowly wiped the oil stains off her clothes, showing no intention of stopping.

The person who fell was also a candidate. At the meeting just now, he had sung a few dissenting words with Lorota. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this fall might not have been an accident, so no one dared to step forward to help.

That's enough, they've already apologized to you.

Yuzu knew without a doubt that many people placed their hopes on him as the representative of the God King, so she spoke up to dissuade him.

Of course, he knew that these words alone wouldn't be enough to make the proud and arrogant Lorota lift his foot, because Lorota's real intention was not what he meant by that. So he added, "Who can withstand your kick? I think he needs to go home and rest immediately and shouldn't participate in the election."

Sure enough, that was exactly what Lorota wanted to hear, and she slowly lifted her foot.

He wanted everyone to know that no one could oppose him, and even the God King's representative dared not speak out against him.

Seeing that even the God King's representative had shown weakness, what else could be expected? Many people could not hide their disappointment, so some left to eat while others continued eating.

Yuzu didn't care about saving face; she was just happy that the problem was solved in a few words.

He then bent down to help the person who had fallen, but unexpectedly, Rorota also bent down.

"It would be best if there weren't any more people like this who can't see the road in the next meeting." Lorota stared intently at Yuzu.

The implication couldn't be clearer: he's determined to be the leader, and anyone who opposes him will suffer the consequences, including you, the God King's Special Envoy.

Yuzu smiled slightly, ignoring the words that were meant to dampen her spirits.

It wasn't because becoming a god-king suddenly broadened his perspective and made him think that the living beings in the world were as insignificant as ants and not worth caring about, but rather because he had cultivated a mind worthy of a god-king since childhood.

Just like a person's elegance, it's not about how expensive your clothes are or how luxurious your sedan chair is that makes you superior to others. True nobility comes from the depths of your soul.

Even if a soul that shines brightly is down on its luck on the street, it will still dance a joyful dance.

Conversely, a soul without substance is nothing more than a country bumpkin, vulgar and pretentious, even if it tries to gild itself with gold and silver.

"You, you're really pushing your luck..."

Arison, who was standing to the side, couldn't bear to watch any longer, and was too emotional to speak coherently.

You'd better not tell anyone!

Yuzu swiftly covered his mouth with a slap, then turned to look at Rorota, admiring his cat-like eyes for a good ten seconds. "Don't worry, I will make the final decision on the best leader candidate at tomorrow's meeting in the name of the God King's special envoy."

Seeing this, Lorota smiled with satisfaction and swaggered away.