[Shallow]
Su'er's answer was met with a cold evaluation from the God of Doubt. Before he could refute anything unwillingly, this Old Deus continued to speak.
[It is just a world that you perceive based on your shallow senses. I can see the world in your eyes, but you cannot see the truth of the world in mine. The essence of time's infinite continuation, the cornerstone that forms the world, the lines that all things depend on to exist...]
[Since that is the case, would there be an existence, just as I see you, who can see the truth of the world that I cannot see...]
Su'er could roughly understand what this Old Deus was trying to express. She was saying that Su'er's view of the world was shallow due to his physical and power limitations. It was just the surface. And the Old Deus herself indeed existed in a higher dimension. Her current form was just a part of her. From this perspective, Su'er could not refute the words of the God of Doubt.
After all, he couldn't see what the structure of space-time or the cornerstone of the world was.
But it was his turn to ask.
"How can I become an Old Deus?" Following up on the shocking statement that the God of Doubt had just made, Su'er couldn't help but chuckle as he repeated it.
[Unknown]
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Perhaps Su'er's expression of confusion was too obvious. Even the God of Doubt felt a little embarrassed, so her tone became much softer in the following words.
[That is your soul. I can only sense a power no less than that of an Old Deus from within it, but... I can only tell you what I see. How about it?]
"Please enlighten me, Lord Doubt," Su'er's tone was weirdly led on, and he quickly asked.
[On the surface of your soul, there is a membrane that blocks your interaction with the world and also makes your soul more... stable, as if it is in a deep sleep]
"A membrane?" Su'er murmured this information. Countless pieces of information flashed through his mind, and finally, it stopped on a gentlemanly old man.
"...Okein..."
The most likely person Su'er could think of was that old-looking Old Deus. She knew about the special nature of his soul, had mentioned the threat of his soul, had an undisguised attitude of wanting to stay away, and had the ability to envelop his soul in a way that even Think couldn't discover.
Was it the spirit oil he drank before?
At the very least, this was the most obvious interaction point.
[Judging from the concept of power carried on the membrane, it is indeed the God of Forge Okein you speak of - but this is not a bad thing]
The God of Doubt said unhurriedly, but her tone was firm.
[What Ocan once said to you was not wrong. Even I can instinctively feel that danger. Even the existences in a higher dimension feel threatened. And that membrane can effectively suppress the activity of your power, giving you the opportunity to manipulate it...]
!!!
Su'er understood the implied meaning of the God of Doubt's words in an instant, and he couldn't help but feel a chill.
Suppressing the activity and gaining an opportunity, wasn't this a clear declaration that his power had its own will?
[Is that truly your power?]
Before Su'er could calm his panicked heart, the God of Doubt followed up with a deadly doubt.
"..."
His mind was completely in chaos. Su'er opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.
The question that Think had once asked him came to his mind. Su'er could be a million percent sure that no one had this kind of supernatural power in the world he came from before he transmigrated. Everyone was equally ordinary in terms of special abilities. He originally thought that this was a mutation brought about by his transmigration, but now it was easily broken by the God of Doubt.
There was no doubt that the God of Doubt had no reason to deceive him.
"...It's your turn to ask," He didn't know how much time had passed. When that unspeakable feeling of panic was barely settled, Su'er finally spoke.
[Still the same question. I want to know your opinion]
Is it a Russian nesting doll of questions? Su'er nodded.
"In my previous world, there was an interesting conclusion. Although there are still many loopholes, you can use it as a reference, Lord Doubt," Su'er said after thinking for a moment, "In fact, not just you, many people in the world I came from have also had this idea. That is, whether there are higher existences that we cannot perceive secretly observing and affecting us, and whether our universe is a box created by a higher existence."
"After many discussions, I remember an interesting way to distinguish it appeared - if aliens really appeared, then because the existence and composition of different races are different, the civilizations and cultures born would also be different. Then music, a means of conveying emotions with only melody, would become an important way of communication."
"At that time, if it was found that both sides felt the same emotions from a piece of music, and even had the same cognition... then you should be careful," Su'er summarized meaningfully and ended his answer.
[Music...]
The God of Doubt's murmuring voice came to his ears, and as for whether this Old Deus would run to other races to play music after recovering her power, that was not something Su'er could interfere with. To be honest, he was so worried about his own problems that he couldn't even care about that.
His mind was in a mess, but he still had to ask the question.
"Then it's my turn," Su'er took a deep breath. He didn't know what kind of reaction he would get from the God of Doubt for his next question. It was a question that directly pointed to the origin of the Old Deus, but he did need some guidance, some direction.
"May I ask, Lord Doubt, what are the conditions for the birth of an Old Deus?"
As his voice fell, Su'er was so nervous that he couldn't help but hold his breath. He didn't know what kind of reaction he would get from the God of Doubt to this question. However, considering that she had just recovered, if she really got angry, he should be able to run away, right?
Probably.
[Do you want to become a god?]
The God of Doubt naturally would not forget the answer he had just given.
"Can I?" Su'er smiled self-deprecatingly.
Without saying anything more, the God of Doubt gave a calm answer.
[Old Deus... we are born from the stars. Through wishes and prayers, the Divine Core is born, or we are the Divine Core that has fulfilled the conditions of activation through wishes and desires]
[To explain the origin in simple terms that you can understand, it is to allow the cornerstone that makes up the world to obtain the concept of "I"]
"'I' concept?" Su'er subconsciously repeated, "Meaning having a self? Distinguishing oneself from others?"