Hundred Years Thousand ... Can it split into a hundred one-year-old infants at most?
After the handshake ended, looking at the Gemini director who appeared to be just over ten years old in front of him, a knowing glint flashed in Leon's eyes.
This thing not only has first-class life-saving effects, but as long as one clone remains, it can't die. Moreover, once it's "split" in advance, the anomaly will quiet down, so there's no worry about activating anomalies on the Source God Platform.
Considering it this way, he indeed is the most suitable candidate for the Source God Platform. No wonder he was assigned to the Source God Platform.
"Alright then, since we've t, co on up."
Smiling kindly at Leon, roughly one eightieth of the Gemini director patted the strangely shaped creature beneath him, which, after snorting twice, bizarrely grew a new neck, twisting toward Leon and his companion.
"This is the Goose-necked Lake God, a True God of an ancient race that lived in the present world before us humans arrived, possessing very magical abilities, and can traverse the entire plane in just a few minutes.
However, although it is a True God, it doesn't have much intelligence, similar to a beast with only instincts. Accidentally entered the Source God Platform, it can't get out and has been wandering inside ever since..."
After briefly introducing the strange mount's background, the Gemini director gestured for Leon and his companion to ride on the Goose-necked Lake God's neck, fastened the captured True Gods securely, then stuffed his finger into his mouth and whistled toward the dim starry sky behind them.
"Whistle—"
A sharp whistle montarily passed, and under the surprised gaze of Leon and his companion, several dozen of the twinkling stars in the distance suddenly expanded, transforming into the likeness of the Gemini director, hurriedly rushing towards the Origin Mud Plate.
"Those are also , but since the situation here was uncertain earlier, I didn't call them over, instead letting them hide first."
After explaining why those clones hadn't co, the Gemini director looked at Leon and said with a cheerful smile:
"In the past, when I wanted to co to the Origin Mud Plate, I could only co over in small numbers and would always be crushed to death by True Gods. Now that you've caught so many True Gods at once, the path here should be unobstructed for a while. You've really done a big favor this ti."
"You're too kind..."
Watching those joyfully rushing over and jumping one by one into the mud pit, Leon couldn't help but curiously ask:
"Are they jumping in there to find the True Gods' imprints on the Origin Mud Plate?"
"Precisely."
The Gemini director nodded, lightly patting the Goose-necked Lake God's back to signal it to move, while answering:
"My main task at the Source God Platform is to find so ancient True Gods' imprints left on the Origin Mud Plate to handle those troubleso beings.
Unlike the True Gods you captured, those ancient True Gods like the Goose-necked Lake God, although strong, have mostly low intelligence, with not even a clear self-awareness, many just follow their instincts like beasts. Yet paradoxically, they are harder to deal with than intelligent True Gods.
Typically, after ordinary True Gods are killed, it takes thirty to fifty years for them to possibly resurrect from their corresponding powers, but these ancient True Gods have too thin a 'self,' sotis reviving in just a few months. It's better to keep them locked up than expend a great effort to kill them... Um..."
At this point, the Gemini director paused slightly, then hesitantly asked as he looked at the red-haired director who naturally sat behind Leon and wrapped his arms around his waist:
"He's your..."
"Hmm? Isn't it obvious?"
Upon hearing the Gemini director's question, the red-haired director's eyebrows slightly raised, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curling up, while Leon felt a sudden anxious jolt, instinctively sensing trouble.
Sure enough, seizing this opportunity to make a scene, the red-haired director without hesitation clasped his hands together, locked Leon's waist tightly, and then replied with a smile:
"Just a little lover~"
I knew it!!!
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Faced with the red-haired director who was now completely relaxed after the pressure was lifted, shalessly reverting to his carefree mode, Leon turned around, glared at him, then pushed him back a bit with annoyance:
"Can't you..."
"You're so bad~"
"?"
Under Leon's sowhat bewildered gaze, the red-haired director, after having his shoulder pushed, suddenly blushed, crossed his arms, and moved back a bit, lightly teasing with eyes like water:
"There's still people around here! Don't touch randomly!"
"..."
No... you've wrapped your shoulder tightly, what's there to be sensitive about?
Watching the clearly offbeat red-haired director who started teasing him, Leon rolled his eyes and turned his head away, with the experience of being teased multiple tis, knowing the best response was to ignore her. Otherwise, the more he "resisted," the happier she'd be, and she'd intensify even further, even... damn!
A warm, moist sensation brushed by his cheek, causing Leon, who was ready to handle it coldly, to shudder, then he turned back in confusion, just catching sight of a faint pink tongue tip disappearing between glistening lips.
"Ew! What are you doing? Gross!"
"Nothing~ I don't mind you~"
With a slight force in her hands stabilizing the struggling Leon, the red-haired director, her cheeks slightly flushed with a wine blush, leaned forward, rested her chin lightly on Leon's shoulder, took a deep breath, and said with a full smile:
"Leon~ you sll so nice~"
"..."
No... why are you still thinking about this?
Feeling bewildered by the red-haired director's significantly out-of-line actions, Leon couldn't help but frown, wanting to rebuke her. But as she leaned over, his Heart Lake, unburdened by past pressures and almost floating away with ease, followed her body closely.
"..."
Tch... fine, just this once!
Through the vision provided by the Heart Lake's power, upon clearly seeing the red-haired director's heart full of joy at the mont, Leon paused briefly, then stopped avoiding her, allowing her to lean peacefully over.
Since the Ophiuchus Eroded Nation incident years ago, the director had been tornted by guilt for too long. Now that everything was settling down, the opportunity to make ands for her greatest regret had arrived, her temporary loss of control was understandable.
For a director constantly tornted by Slaughter Blood Hair and only able to numb herself with alcohol, this mont was probably her most relaxed and relieved mont in recent years. Even if he were to rebuke her, it needn't be now, it could wait... Can't you just lick once! Why won't you stop?
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