According to Morris, the standard used by the God of Wisdom when he sends blessings... seems to be a very subtle thing.
"In most people's impressions, believers of the God of Wisdom must be knowledgeable scholars, or eccentric geniuses with amazing talents in a certain field. Of course, this kind of perception cannot be wrong, after all, most of the wisdom Believers of the God must indeed meet the two conditions of 'erudite' and 'intelligent', but everything is not absolute."
Morris sat on a chair near the door of the captain's cabin and explained seriously while ignoring Shirley's subtle expression next to him.
"First of all, being favored by the God of Wisdom does not necessarily require a very high level of knowledge, just like the current Agou - it is learning very quickly, but compared with the 'regular believers' who have actually passed the church's three rounds of examinations, it is now The academic level is obviously not enough, but it still attracts the attention of Lachem. In other city-states, there are many believers and even famous saints who received revelation before mastering advanced knowledge. of.
"The most striking example is undoubtedly the saint Professor Cole Froude more than two hundred years ago. This great scholar received enlightenment when he was sixteen years old, and he was a dock coolie at the time. He was illiterate - only after receiving revelation did he have the opportunity to come into contact with the knowledge in books.
"There is another completely opposite example. There once was a well-known scholar in the city-state of Moko. He wanted to gain the favor of the God of Wisdom throughout his life. He passed almost all the examination items of the Academy of Truth, but he could not until his death. After seeing the brilliance of Lachem - the Academy of Truth posthumously awarded this scholar the honorary title of Saint, and there were more than one similar situation..."
Duncan touched his chin thoughtfully: "It sounds like...the God of Wisdom's 'admissions standards' are a bit arbitrary?"
"You can't say that you do whatever you want. After all, what I mentioned above can only be considered a 'few cases'. Otherwise, the Institute of Truth would not regard the unified examination as an effective means of initially screening believers." Morris shook his head, "I can only say that God It is so unpredictable, even for the four righteous gods. They have their own standards for measuring the world, and mortals have just summed up a few of these laws over thousands of years."
Listening to Morris's rather serious explanation, Duncan did not speak. He just sat there with a thoughtful expression on his face and had another opinion in his heart.
There may be nothing wrong with the old man’s explanations and examples in the previous part, but his “conclusion” in the last step... is still open to question.
Is the behavior pattern of the gods really unpredictable? Those "exceptional" or even "outrageous" situations in the process of Lachem lowering his gaze...is there another reason behind it?
Unconsciously, the strange dark space and the communication messages he saw in the darkness reappeared in his mind.
The individual "LH-02" suspected of being the God of Wisdom, Lachem, mentioned those few words at the end of the exchange... which really concerned him.
If that information really happened in real time, if LH-02 really was Lachem, if everything was really as Duncan thought...then the so-called "gods" in the mouths of mortal beings are really worthy of his deep thought. Already.
While thinking, he couldn't help but raise his eyelids and his eyes fell on Agou.
As Morris said, although Agou has shown amazing learning talent, its current "academic level" is far from catching up with those famous scholars in the School of Truth.
Agou, who has reached the stage of illiteracy, has received the direct gaze of Lachem, the God of Wisdom - this is an honor that thousands of students at the Academy of Truth have never dared to imagine in their lives (although for Agou, this does not seem to be the case).
What a good thing).
So what attracts Lachem? Is it Agou’s “talent”? Is it his academic spirit? Or...
Because it is a mutant individual belonging to the Nether "cluster"? The Nether Hound that obtained the "heart" just meets the identification criteria of LH-02?
Agou couldn't help but shrink back. Duncan's silent gaze made him feel hairy all over. He held it in for a long time before he couldn't help but say: "Captain, you..."
Duncan did not respond to Agou, but turned to look at Morris: "Based on your judgment, is it possible that Shirley suddenly passed the 'standard' of the God of Wisdom at a certain moment and was accepted by Lachem?"
Morris was stunned for a moment and immediately shook his head: "This is absolutely impossible!"
"So sure?" Duncan was very serious. "You just said that Lachem's 'judgment criteria' are not so absolute. Sometimes even illiterate people will suddenly be chosen."
"Although there are exceptions to the judgment standards of the God of Wisdom, at least one thing has never gone wrong - a person who has been rejected once will not have a second chance. Although there are examples in history of being explicitly rejected by the God of Wisdom.
Very little, but at least..."
Morris paused after saying this and glanced at Shirley.
"At least when Agou was about to be 'taken away', Shirley was able to pull it back to the real world on her own. This is the clearest 'rejection' from the God of Wisdom to a mortal that I can imagine.
Already."
Duncan glanced at Shirley with a complicated expression, but the latter seemed a little confused. The girl looked left and right, and then she said, "So?"
"So you still have to do your homework," Duncan said without hesitation, "Don't think of using 'helping Agou block the divine enlightenment' as an excuse to refuse to study."
"Ah -" Shirley suddenly cried in despair. This time, her mind was a bit faster than usual, "You guys have just said clearly that I am not good at studying - the God of Wisdom has made it clear that I don't want to
My brain..."
“More than 90% of people in this world have no chance to enter the Academy of Truth, 60% of people take the exam just to get a diploma, and almost 100% of people spend their entire lives
Neither of you will become a saint of Lachem or receive His gaze." Duncan looked into Shirley's eyes quietly, his expression as serious as his tone. "You think that I originally wanted you to become like Morris?
Did a great scholar decide to teach you how to read and write?"
Shirley was startled by Duncan's serious look. She opened her mouth several times without saying anything. After a moment, she slowly lowered her eyelids: "I...I know...I'm sorry, I was willful..."
"It doesn't matter, you are still a child in my eyes - children can be willful," Duncan gently shook his head, "Relax, I'm not scolding you, I'm just thinking... what Agou will do in the future."
"Me?" Agou, who was lying down obediently next to him, looked up blankly, seemingly not following Duncan's train of thought, "What will happen to me in the future?"
Duncan looked into its eyes: "Have you ever thought that you might be watched by Lachem for the third or fourth time in the future?"
Agou was startled for a moment, and then he came to his senses. His eyes... He had no eyes, but his whole body was visibly trembling.
"Then...then I can't read books anymore?" Its tone was tense.
"The God of Wisdom is not a 'shadow' attracted by books - as a god, He has already noticed you," it was Morris who responded to it. The old scholar shook his head with solemn eyes.
, "I can't guess His will, but since He is interested in you once, there is no guarantee that He will look for you again in the future. This will be the same even if you no longer study in the future, or even..."
The old scholar paused for a moment, with a slightly strange look on his face, as if he didn't know whether he should describe the god he believed in in this way, but in the end he shook his head and said: "You can even say that, as long as you are still thinking
', then your mind will always remain in the sight of the God of Wisdom. When He will cast his sight on you again depends on His will."
The red light in Agou's eyes trembled obviously.
Duncan couldn't help but feel some strange emotions in his heart after hearing Morris's words - How come from this description, Lachem's "blessing" seems like the curse of an evil god?
But then he thought about it and felt that if he puts his perspective on a deep demon, then any blessing from a good god is really no different from the curse of an evil god...
This time, even Alice, who had never spoken next to her, reacted. She suddenly said: "Then Agou will live in danger every day from now on?"
"There is a danger, but as long as the connection between it and Shirley is still there, the danger may not be fatal," Duncan shook his head, "Judging from Agou's description and my... well, my guess.
, Lachem has no ill intentions. He may not even realize that the 'mind' that just appeared in his sight actually belongs to a deep demon. On this basis, he will probably not use a more 'intense' method.
Take 'Agou away."
Listening to Duncan's judgment, Agou could only lower his head, with a hint of sadness in his tone: "Hey...it seems that's all I can think about."
"Be patient, you and Shirley still have my mark on them. Even if the worst happens and Shirley can't hold you back, I should be able to feel it," Duncan comforted the anxious Gouzi,
"Although I haven't tried it, I don't mind trying to snatch a person... and a dog from the hands of a 'righteous god'."
"And I will definitely hold you!" Shirley said immediately, patting her chest and shaking the symbiosis chain in her hand, "Don't worry, Agou, my brain has been explicitly rejected by the God of Wisdom!
It will definitely serve as your safety anchor!”
Agou was about to be moved after hearing Duncan's words, but then he was caught off guard by Shirley's confident and proud attitude. He could only raise his head and look at him blankly: "You... are not...
What should you be proud of?"
Shirley didn't answer, she was still just silly and happy.
But her fingers gripped the chain tighter and tighter.