Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal

Chapter 1280: God and Human

Honestly speaking, no one could face death calmly. Hong Dali naturally couldn’t do so too.

He transmigrated here when saving two children, that was because he didn’t have time to think about what would happen if he died. But things were different now. He was practically facing death itself now, and death could befall on him at any moment.

Therefore, it would be good even if he could live only for a little longer—at least, being able to speak a bit more was better than not saying anything and dying immediately.

Also, Hong Dali was really quite curious that with this Goddess nobility, did she have a boyfriend before…

Therefore, at this moment, Hong Dali’s curiosity won over all else.

“I didn’t have any lover before.” The Goddess of Wisdom didn’t have any impatience or any emotional disturbance. The feeling was like how a human talked to a dog. “I don’t need a lover, Gods don’t need lovers. We have a long-lasting life, almost everlasting life, no one is suitable to become our lover.”

Once she said this, Hong Dali instantly understood.

This was the sorrow of being immortal.

The Goddess of Wisdom had almost everlasting life, but other than her, other humans, or Gods, didn’t have such an ability. She would never age, never die, but others would.

Also, Hong Dali was very clear about one thing. Seeing one’s close family and friends growing old in front of oneself day by day was very cruel torture.

This feeling might not be very obvious to ordinary humans, the ones who could feel this the most were the dog owners.

Many dog owners expressed that after a dog passed away from old age, after burying it, they wouldn’t raise another dog ever again, because they couldn’t bear the loss.

Even raising dogs already had this effect, what more people that lived together.

“Alright, I understand your feeling.” Hong Dali shrugged and said, “A lifetime of billions of years alone is indeed very easy to make a person’s psychology become abnormal—speaking of which, why are you so concerned whether that Devil escaped or not? There isn’t a need for you to chase after him in so many dimensions, is there?”

“Because he killed my father.” The Goddess of Wisdom was practically answering anything he asked, “If someone killed your parents, would you let him off?”

“Indeed, I wouldn’t.” Hong Dali thought for a while. Hong Haoming and his wife died when he was only just born into the world, so his feeling wasn’t that strong yet. But if Hong Weiguo and Lan Ruoxi were killed by someone, he would definitely go crazy.

“Alright, let’s not talk about something so stressful.” Hong Dali sniffled and said, “Let’s change topics—are Gods all amiable like you? I feel that you are quite easy to talk to.”

“Amiable?” She slightly tilted her head. It must be admitted that this pose looked very beautiful. However, her words didn’t sound as beautiful, “I don’t think this is a virtue. In fact, being amiable is just a display of cowardice. As for why I’m willing to answer your question, it’s because I’m a Goddess. I have to at least behave how a Goddess should.”

These words caused Hong Dali to feel very hurt because he felt that the Goddess of Wisdom’s attitude towards him was like how an elephant looked at an ant.

“Alright, you’re a Goddess and I’m a Human.” Hong Dali depressingly said, “Speaking to you makes me feel like I’m lower than you by a lot. Although I seem to be taller than you…”

“Outer appearance is meaningless to me.” Although she had lived for a very long age, the Goddess of Wisdom still looked like a young girl. She sneered at Hong Dali’s words because she was already beautiful enough herself. Her beauty was practically perfect and flawless. “I maintained this appearance because this was how I looked when I grew up. I just didn’t want to change it. If I wish, I can transform into a dragon or a star at any moment.”

Hearing her words, Hong Dali suddenly felt a cold shiver.

He didn’t doubt at all that the Goddess of Wisdom might suddenly change into a large dragon and swallow him whole.

“Alright, I can’t help but admit what you say makes sense.” Hong Dali helpless nodded and finally asked something he wanted to ask but didn’t dare to, “Then, can you tell me, are my family and friends still alright now? You know that I’m a person who views relationships very importantly. If you can promise that they will be alright, I may consider your suggestion and directly let you extract the Great Prodigal System. As for whether I will turn into an idiot or not, just leave that to luck. My luck has always been not bad.”

“As for your question, I can tell you that they are still alright currently, just that I restricted their movement area.” The Goddess of Wisdom’s voice was very peaceful. Being one of the highest Gods of the various dimensions, she naturally wouldn’t lie to Hong Dali. “I have already withdrawn everyone. Currently, your family and friends are unable to leave this planet, that’s all. They still have their freedom for now.”

“Looks like I have to give you a thumbs up.” Hong Dali finally let out a long breath and gave the Goddess of Wisdom a thumbs up. “Honestly speaking, although you’re my enemy, I can’t bring myself to hate you. At least your actions so far are very upright and didn’t use any small tricks. You captured me because my System is related to the Devil, but didn’t kill my family and friends. Just for this point alone, I will consider your suggestion carefully.”

“There isn’t a need for me to scheme against you.” The Goddess of Wisdom didn’t feel thankful for Hong Dali’s words and said frankly, “Your power is still too weak to me. Of course, that Tang Zhen is an exception. His power is infinitely close to that of a Dimension Master. He can be considered to be a heretic.”

“It doesn’t matter anymore. So what if he’s a heretic, he still can’t defeat you.” Hong Dali twitched his lips. He had no doubt of how powerful this Goddess was. This person could easily create a confined space, the pressure radiating from her alone was enough to suppress any thoughts of escape. Luckily, he had seen a lot of beautiful women and had some resistance to it. If not, it might even be possible that he would be willing to become her slave.

“Actually, I’m really quite curious.” Hong Dali sat down on the floor. Since he couldn’t escape no matter what, he might as well make himself more comfortable. If he could lie on the Goddess’s legs, that would definitely feel very awesome—Hong Dali shook his head violently. How was that possible, he was going to become an idiot soon. He hurriedly shook these unrealistic ideas away and asked, “You have lived for so long and are practically immortal. What I’m curious about is, how did you achieve immortality?”