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Chapter 41: Polo

  Although the new mythical life can be regarded as a combination of the two powers of life and wisdom, it cannot be said to surpass the first two, but is a parallel existence.

 Its power is dreams and illusions, or dreams.

 A kind of power that is derived from the power of life and wisdom, but is completely different.

Lederiki's power has the ability to read minds, and can manifest thoughts into extraordinary powers like spiritual power. This new mythical life can neither read minds, nor can it manifest the power of thinking into spiritual powers.

But it can create dreams and invade other people's dreams.

 Sally's power has the power to create life and immortality. She can change her shape at will, even her size.

Of course it cannot be immortal, but its lifespan is far longer than that of the three-leaf man. Its body is as magical as Sally's body, and it has the power to shuttle between the dream world and reality.

Yin Shen took out the cup of the sun, and it automatically unfolded its buds.

 The head in the flower cup slowly opened its eyes and yawned.

"ah!"

 Then, it saw Yin Shen.

 Suddenly I felt bad all over.

It’s head retracted inside, and the unfolded flower buds also wanted to be closed.

 But when Yin Shen stretched out his hand, it could not move.

 Yin Shen input the language of the Xiinsai Kingdom into his mind through the power of wisdom, and then communicated with him.

"Who are you?"

The Cup of the Sun looked up at Yin Shen with a confused look on his face: "Who am I?"

Yin Shen could feel that it was quickly becoming familiar with the knowledge and language he had passed on to him: "Has anyone given you a name before? Or do you choose one yourself?"

The Cup of the Sun looked at the surrounding environment and looked at Yin Shen in fear.

 “So...who are you?”

Yin Shen chuckled.

 “They all call me God.”

 “You can call it that if you like.”

The Cup of the Sun still doesn’t quite understand: “What is God?”

This is not the first time that Yin Shen has heard people ask this question: "It is probably a kind of existence with powerful power, so powerful that it is difficult for mortals to understand!"

Yin Shen’s explanation made this new mythical creature very excited.

 “Then I also want to be called God.”

The flower stem of the Cup of the Sun swayed, and it, which was still scared just now, was instantly caught up in the association, as if having a powerful name was very important to it and made it feel extremely excited.

 “My name is Flower God?”

 “No…call him the Sun God.”

 “It’s okay to call it the God of Illusions or the God of Dreams.”

 Its thinking jumps and is not qualitative.

Yin Shen looked at it and said: "God is just a title, not a name."

“When you have power that surpasses all others, the name God will be crowned on your head by others.”

 The head in the Cup of the Sun looked at Yin Shen, and then looked down at himself.

 It feels weak.

The name God probably has nothing to do with it!

This makes it a little frustrating.

Yin Shen saw its frustration and asked it to choose a name of its own.

“I also know a sun god, his name is Apollo, but except that you have the same golden color as the sun, you have nothing to do with the sun.”

The Cup of the Sun was stimulated and unhappy: "What Apollo, it doesn't sound good at all."

Yin Shen said to this somewhat childish new mythical being: "Then what are you going to call it?"

 The Cup of the Sun raised its head: "It's decided."

 “My name is Polo!”

Yin Shen: “Pineapple?”

The little head in the flower cup seemed to hear Yin Shen’s teasing: “It’s Polo.”

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 On the steps outside the temple.

 Polo staggered towards the bottom, his roots moving no slower than his legs, but he felt it was still not fast enough.

 He looked at the steep stairs, and an idea suddenly came to him.

He turned over the huge flower cup, and it turned into a golden smock, covering the stems and roots of the lower body.

 He was covered with clothes and only one head was exposed, just like a child wearing clothes.

Then.

 He jumped up directly and floated down from the height.

The golden blouse swayed in the wind, gliding down with the wind.

 “Whoa whoa whoa whoa!”

 “Look at me riding on the wind.”

"Hahahaha!"

 In the valley, he passed through ruined cities and wandered through swamps.

His torso is covered by a smock, so his movements are less like running and more like moving across the ground like a snake or ghost.

 He can disappear into the real world at any time and jump into his dream world.

 He ​​is a life that exists between reality and dreams. He wanders happily in the kingdom of gods and the garden of God Insai.

Life on the island is not interesting, but it is quite pleasant.

However, Polo is obviously not a child who is willing to be lonely. Unlike Yin Shen and Sally, he has a strong curiosity, and he likes and yearns for new things outside.

 He stood on the beach, thinking about the distant view of the sea.

finally.

 He came into the presence of God.

"whee!"

 “O great god!”

He twisted his body coquettishly, as if he was making an embarrassing request.

Such a long time together made him no longer so afraid of Yin Shen.

The god could already read his thoughts without even looking at him.

 “Isn’t it good in the temple?”

 “Or is this island not big enough?”

 “And, is the world outside necessarily better than here?”

Polo shook his head: "Oh God!"

“Although this place is good, it is unchanging, just like you, the great God, eternal and great.”

“The outside world is not as good as your country, but the outside world is constantly changing.”

 Polo's eyes showed fascination.

"over there!"

 “Every day there are new people and new things.”

“Every morning is different, and every person and city has a fresh story.”

Like a child, Polo gathered around the god's feet and begged him.

 At the same time, he said a little coquettishly.

"god!"

 “Why don’t you go out into the world?”

 “How interesting and lively it is there!”

Yin Shen obviously didn’t like Polo’s behavior: “I don’t like making noise.”

Polo asked cautiously: "Is it because God can't really come to this world?"

Yin Shen’s eyes dropped, and Polo immediately knelt on the ground with trembling legs.

"How did you know?"

Poirot trembled and said: "I know it from Sally!"

Yin Shen: "How could Sally tell you?"

Although Polo was a little scared, he was still proud of his move: "I saw it from Sally's dream."

 This is a little devil.

 An impulsive kid who speaks without going through his brain and does whatever comes to his mind.

Yin Shen did not speak. He was immersed in the mythical shell and did not have much thought to chat with this kid.

 But Polo was jumping up and down behind the god, like a child trying to attract attention.

 “O God!”

“Then let the smart and wise Polo solve God’s problems! I will definitely be able to find a way for you, God, to come to this world.”

“At that time, as your messenger, I will visit the largest city in the world with you, God.”

 The child said excitedly while spinning around.

 “God and his wisest messenger, Polo, tasted the most beautiful food and smelled the most beautiful flowers.”

“Feel the wind on the mountains, feel the waves in the sea, and listen to strangers from far away telling their life journeys and interesting stories.”

Yin Shen laughed at Polo's innocence and fearlessness, and at the same time revealed Polo's little thoughts.

 “You just want to run out and play!”

 “Do you know what the consequences will be if you use lies to deceive God?”

 Polo was scared: "Polo may not be able to do it, but Polo can just go outside and find someone who can do it."

Yin Shen intends to give this brat and arrogant dream master a taste of his power, letting him know that everyone must be responsible for their own words and deeds.

“If you can’t do it, I will lock you in the dream world.”

 “You are not allowed to come out for a hundred years.”

Yin Shen's move hit Polo's weak point, causing him to start a cold war.

 What he fears most is loneliness.

 There is also the loss of freedom.


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