Early the next morning, Yang Qizhou stretched lazily and fiercely.
First came brushing his teeth and washing up, then ordering breakfast. During this time, he didn't forget to think about the current plotline of the [Deceit World].
"The actions of the 'Deceiving Apostle' are all carried out with the implicit approval of the 'Tree Ancient God.' There's clearly some kind of tacit agreement between them. Though unlikely, what if—what if—the ceremony for the 'Deceiving Apostle' to ascend to godhood is interrupted? Would the ruler of 'Asgard' personally intervene?"
"Also, there's something else odd..."
"The 'Deceiving Apostle' isn't a deity. The gap between it and the 'Cosmic Pillar' is like a speck of dust to the vastness of the stars—utterly insurmountable. How could it be certain that the 'King of Nature,' who's suspected to still be in 'Asgard,' wouldn't get involved in this matter?"
"Oh, right,"
