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Now reading: Chapter 489: [Crimson Inheritance] (8) from Becoming a God Starts with Acting, a Fantasy novel by OrangeLee.

Walking along the corridor, each room had its own distinct style. However, one particular room caught Silvanus’s attention. Unlike the others that only had a single bed, this room also had a smaller bed.

Silvanus suddenly recalled the butler’s reminder: make sure you had enough ability and qualification to stay in the room you chose.

He stopped in front of the last room at the end of the corridor and said softly, "There are two beds here, just enough for Neo and ."

His intention was already very clear—he wanted this room.

As if afraid soone might stop him, the mont he finished speaking he imdiately slipped into the room and slamd the door shut.

Seeing this scene, Jax couldn’t help curling his lips into a smile. "How long can a coward like that survive?"

As he spoke, he kicked open the door of the room closest to him, which happened to be the entrance to the cute pink room. He frowned, the look of disgust on his face completely undisguised.

"Bang!" The sound of the door slamming echoed loudly, as if it might blow the door off its hinges, startling several people.

"If he doesn’t like it, then why the hell did he go into that room?"

Soone voiced their dissatisfaction. Taking advantage of the mont when the others weren’t paying attention, Nick also slipped into a room that had a bookshelf filled with books with brightly colored covers.

The discussion outside no longer had anything to do with Silvanus. As soon as he entered the room, he placed Neo on the small bed. After that, he couldn’t stop pacing around the room, constantly muttering sothing unclear under his breath. His eyes kept blinking rapidly, and his fingernails dug into his own skin until it bled, yet he seed completely unaware of it.

"Daddy..." Neo couldn’t help speaking up. At the sa ti, Silvanus turned his head.

Blood vessels streaked across his eyes, making them look strangely red. He took a deep breath, then stepped forward and pulled Neo into a tight embrace, speaking softly, "Neo, right now your na is Neo, understand? And I will be Silvanus, okay? These are our current nas. Don’t reveal any other information, alright?"

Neo looked at Silvanus in surprise, then quickly nodded. "I... I understand."

Silvanus held Neo a little tighter, as if embracing his child could calm the panic in his heart, even if only a little.

"Get so rest first." He patted Neo’s head, then hurried into the bathroom beside the room, looking as if he were trying to pull himself together.

But the mont the bathroom door closed, the panic on his face vanished instantly. His fingertips gently brushed over the scratch marks he had left on his own hand, then he brought up the comnt section in front of him.

When the viewers finally saw Silvanus’s gaze fall on the comnts, they imdiately began typing like mad.

[Ha ha ha, finally ca looking for us.]

[Impressive performance, but this isn’t a stage. If you don’t die first, you’ll get exposed sooner or later.]

[The ending will be miserable. So scary, hee hee hee.]

The comnts scrolled rapidly, though a few words still lingered in Silvanus’s eyes. Facing these ominous predictions and curses, he didn’t dwell on them for long. Instead, he simply glanced at the information of his livestream room.

[Room Na: EJ7840001

Host: Silvanus

Achievents: None

Rank: Unranked

Review: Quite interesting, but only quite interesting.]

Silvanus noticed a small pen icon beside the "Room Na" bar, indicating that it could be edited.

Without hesitation, he tapped it. At the sa ti, a note appeared.

[The host may only change the room na once. The effect is permanent. Please consider carefully before changing the room na.]

Of course, Silvanus had no intention of being careless, and he already had his own idea.

His mission was to make the na Elder God Erebus known to as many people as possible. How far his livestream room developed would directly affect the spread of faith in Erebus.

[Confirm changing the room na from "EJ7840001" to "The Most Loyal Missionary of Erebus"?]

Silvanus pressed [Confirm] without the slightest hesitation. Just as the system had stated, the change took effect imdiately.

Silvanus narrowed his eyes with a smile. Only then did his gaze truly fall on the comnt section.

"Greetings, esteed viewers."

The comnt section, which had slowed because of Silvanus’s earlier indifference, suddenly seed to receive a shot of adrenaline. Text began to flood across the screen frantically.

[So you finally decided to look at us, you bastard!]

[First ti seeing such a clueless artist.]

[I will never support you. I’m only here to watch you die.]

[Beg a little and I’ll send you a gift.]

Silvanus glanced through the comnts and continued with a smile, "Welco to the livestream room ’The Most Loyal Missionary of Erebus.’ As you can see, I’m here to spread His faith across the entire universe! He—the existence greater even than God—is about to descend! And I’m here so that you won’t be too overwheld when He truly appears..."

As he spoke, Silvanus’s hands instinctively clasped together before his chest. His eyes glimred with a strange, unreadable light. Excitedly, he began describing the omnipotent being he worshipped.

The comnt section paused for a brief mont before exploding again.

[Is he insane?]

[I seriously can’t understand this.]

[Wait, think about it. He made the card disappear, he woke up before anyone else did, and he received a completely different mission—one that’s never appeared before!]

[Could it be real? I’ve never heard of any God like that...]

[Either way, it’s pretty interesting.]

[Erebus? This isn’t so big shot’s scam, is it?]

[I already have soone in mind.]

Silvanus’s livestream room beca extrely lively. The viewer count kept fluctuating before stabilizing at 700 viewers. At the sa ti, Silvanus felt a stream of energy flowing into his body—so faint, yet undeniably real.

And without anyone teaching him, he almost instinctively knew how to use it.

Silvanus couldn’t help feeling astonished. So this was the effect of spreading the na Erebus, when soone truly began to believe that Erebus existed.

Of course, the number of people who even tentatively believed was still far too small. The energy Silvanus received was like a single drop falling into a vast ocean—unable to create even the slightest ripple.

But it was already a good sign.

Silvanus laughed excitedly, only to be t with an endless stream of mockery.

Just then, a comnt suddenly appeared and caught his attention.

[Here it cos, here it cos hahaha. I’ve been waiting for this mont.]

[Heh heh heh. First ti I’ve seen soone dare to stay in the bathroom this long. Anyway, you might as well stay in that bathroom forever.]

At the sa mont, Silvanus felt the space around him turn strangely cold in an instant—like a room with a freezing draft leaking in. But this cold wind pierced straight into the bone, making his body feel as if it had been frozen in place.

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