The Multiverse Trailblazer Chapter 147 147: Only After Destruction Is There Rebirth

[Who do you think is stronger, Jesus or Confucius?]

"Although I know you want to tell a dark joke, if we are talking about it practically, I think we can summon god and ask."

[Hmm? Can you summon Him directly?]

"Naturally, I can. By the way, I also want to test whether the note He left behind can serve as a dium for summoning."

A light composed of Finality and Abundance appeared in Caelus's hand, and then he took out the note from his backpack, using the light in his hand to outline the image of the cartoon pigeon.

As the entire image was completely outlined, the pigeon actually erged directly from the light. Although it was still in cartoon form, making people feel as if it were a plush toy, it was indeed flying in midair.

"What is the matter with summoning ? Coo coo!"

The pigeon's voice sounded very crisp, almost like the voice of a little boy.

"I have a friend who wants to ask you, between your son Jesus and Confucius, who is more powerful? By the way, I also wanted to see if the note you left behind was a dium to summon you."

After listening, the pigeon answered as if it were only natural, "Of course my son Jesus is stronger."

"Why? Is it because of philosophy, or in terms of power?"

"Isn't that obvious? Because my son has two Confuciuses in his hands!"

"How co even you, god, tell dark jokes?"

"Is there any problem with that? Hell itself was built by . There is no problem with telling jokes about Hell. Besides, those two Confuciuses are not so shaful past that cannot be ntioned. They are proof that Jesus bore the sins of the world and the suffering of the world to co to this world. They are a miracle brought down to the world, love for all living things, and the determination to willingly bear calamity himself."

"If the world hates you, just rember that it hated first. Because of this sentence, Jesus was willing to be nailed to the cross, and was also willing to beco an eternal symbol. He was telling everyone through this that I am willing to bear the suffering and shackles of this world for you."

After the pigeon finished speaking in a tone full of holiness, the style changed again and it said, "I have to say, you did well in the last world. You understood what I said before very well, letting everything of living beings return to living beings. Although the apple of the Garden of Eden is a good reward, that was given to you by that System of yours, so I have to give you sothing too."

After saying this, the pigeon stretched out its hand. Ah, I do not know how it could still fly in midair when one wing had turned into a hand. In any case, it reached into the void, then took out a crown and placed it on Caelus's head.

Caelus touched the laurel crown on his head and asked the pigeon in front of him, "So why is it an olive branch? Isn't that a custom from Ro?"

"Does it matter? Anyway, I am the Lord of Hosts. If it is useful, I will just use it."

At this mont, it went back to acting like an old rascal. god has thousands of faces of all living things. He is free and unrestrained, and can beco whatever He wants to be.

"This symbolizes the blessing of the gods, symbolizes glory and victory, and also symbolizes wisdom. Although this crown will not provide you with powerful strength or endless wisdom, I have woven a little bit of my own path into it. You can draw inspiration from it, learn from it, and organize your own path."

"If in the future you go to a world with a main the related to , then you can use this crown to directly beco the Son of god. Alright, this eting ends here. I am going to catch up on my ani."

"What ani is god watching?"

"Record of Ragnarok."

Seeing Caelus's confused expression, god did not explain much. He just gave a thumbs up and then dissipated. At the sa ti, the note that had been left behind also disappeared.

After god left, the System explained in Caelus's ear, [To put it simply, the situation in that world is that most of the gods in the system want to exterminate humanity, but there are also so gods who love humanity, so a battle between gods and humans has unfolded, deciding the final outco through a tournant. It is worth ntioning that Adam fought on behalf of humanity and then died.]

"Are you sure god went to watch an ani, and is not just waiting for humans to lose so He can step in personally?"

[That won't happen. The Seraphim would be enough to spin those gods around like tops if they entered the ring. After all, the strength of the gods in that world is sowhat concerning.]

Caelus did not continue pressing for more information out of curiosity. He walked for an unknown distance before finally seeing so different colors ahead, though it was not a good place.

Inside Mine No. 32.

Caelus watched the Infected working inside the mine. Every Infected had protruding Originium crystals on their body, and everyone's emotions were numb and painful. These people held no hope for tomorrow, no fantasies about the future. They just lived numbly in the present, living in pain.

An Infected person, who looked like they were on the verge of collapse from overwork, could no longer carry the ore and fell to the ground.

The other Infected did not even shift their gazes, simply continuing to work in silence.

A supervisor wearing a standard military uniform walked over in leather shoes. He first kicked the Infected person on the ground hard. Seeing no reaction, he showed an expression of disgust on his face. He unhooked the barbed leather whip from his waist and lashed out a few tis. Finding that there was still no reaction, he clicked his tongue and said, "Why did another one die? The consumption rate has been so high recently. It will be troubleso if the mining output doesn't et the target. You, and you, carry him away."

The two nad Infected numbly put down their tools, then lifted their dead companion and walked toward the place where corpses were disposed of.

The bodies of the Infected still had to undergo special treatnt after death. Otherwise, they could cause great trouble later.

This was a mine where the Infected were concentrated. The food the Infected here ate every day could only ensure the most basic vital signs, but the labor required was far greater than the food provided.

There was also ti to rest here, but it was not because those supervisors pitied these Infected. They just did not want too many of them to die too quickly, which would slow down the mining of ore.

The place where the Infected lived was even arranged directly inside the mine tunnels, and not even the most basic warmth was provided. Many people could only lean against each other and use their body heat to keep warm.

Of course, living inside the mine was fine. At least they did not have to have their body temperature directly stripped away by the cold wind outside.

In the housing where the supervisors lived, the temperature was much warr than outside. Although every supervisor could only eat so frozen canned food that had been transported over, it was still far better than the food of the Infected.

So supervisors even obtained alcohol through private ans.

In the warm room, they took off their coats, smoked, drank, and played cards, forming a very stark contrast with the ragged Infected inside the mine, who could only huddle together for warmth.

Caelus watched this scene and felt that this place truly lived up to the na Terra.

In another world, because of Omacido, a hope called nothingness appeared.

Then in this world, Caelus hoped that the child nad Talulah could bring hope here, even if it might symbolize destruction.

But after destruction, there might also be a new beginning.

As for Caelus, he was not a savior, nor was he a hero. He was just a passerby. He could bring change to the world, but in the end, it had to rely on the efforts of the locals themselves.

People, after all, have to rely on themselves.

(To be continued.)