"Can it turn into an animal?" Ye Feng was stunned.
"Of course," the God of Creation nodded.
As soon as the God of Creation finished speaking, an unbelievable scene unfolded before Ye Feng's eyes.
The God of Creation, who had previously been an extremely ugly woman, suddenly transformed into a lion. After that, the lion changed into a monkey, then a horse, a snake, an octopus, a simian monkey... and then came an animal that completely shattered Ye Feng's understanding.
This creature had a bizarre appearance and carried more than a dozen whip-like limbs!
Finally, the God of Creation turned into a dragon.
"See? As long as you inherit my throne, you can do anything you wish and play all sorts of roles," the God of Creation explained.
"Well. I can consider turning into an animal," Ye Feng replied with a mischievous smile. Images of Xiao Wu, Bibi Dong, and Liu Erlong flashed through his mind. He imagined himself turning into an animal and then...
"Hahaha..."
The God of Creation laughed out loud.
Ye Feng was startled, then smiled awkwardly.
"Alright, my successor to the throne, no need to be embarrassed. I finally understand now why you can become my heir. It turns out you and I are the same kind of person. Judging by your expression, don't tell me you don't even have a boyfriend?" The God of Creation became curious and teased Ye Feng like a rascal.
"I'm a man," Ye Feng said.
"And men can't have boyfriends? Please. I've lived for so long and met countless people. Believe me, you'll definitely be curious one day. Because you and I, we're the same kind of soul," the God of Creation smirked wickedly, looking at Ye Feng as though he'd found a kindred spirit.
(TL: What a disgusting god)
"Ugh!"
Ye Feng rolled his eyes at him. He had zero interest in that so-called boyfriend nonsense. After a pause, he remembered something from earlier and asked, "What did you mean when you said you seemed to understand why I could inherit your throne? Are you saying me getting your divine seat had nothing to do with your selection?"
"Of course not."
The God of Creation looked at Ye Feng with confusion in his eyes and asked, "Actually, I've been wondering about that myself. I've searched for a successor for ages, yet I never chose you. Why is it that you suddenly became able to inherit my throne? After all this time, I've never found a being capable of withstanding its power. So why you?"
"This..."
Ye Feng scratched his nose awkwardly and lied, "I don't know either."
"You're lying," the God of Creation replied flatly.
"I'm not."
"You are."
"I'm really not."
"You totally are."
"I'm seriously not lying!" Ye Feng kept insisting.
Why was he able to pass the Creator God's trial? Ye Feng wasn't sure. But deep down, he knew he passed the final test because he envied others, and his system wasn't satisfied. That's how he'd qualified for the Creator God's throne.
"Little guy, I've lived for so long and played so many roles. Spoilers merchants, traitors, corrupt officials that caused dynasties to collapse... I've seen it all. Just squat and I can tell what kind of sh*t you're about to drop. Now tell me, why did you get my throne?"
"Ugh!"
Ye Feng hesitated for a moment. He looked seriously at the God of Creation and after a short pause, asked, "Answer me first. Why do you want to find a successor to your throne?"
"I've already answered three of your questions."
"If you don't answer me, I'm not telling you anything."
"You're an interesting one, kid. Alright, I'll tell you. I'm the God of Creation and I've traveled the universe for a long time. I'm tired of it all. You probably can't understand what it's like to be invincible and alone in this world. I want to ascend to a higher level. But I found I couldn't. I realized that to break through this world and reach that next realm, I'd have to let go of everything this universe has given me. That includes the power of faith—what you know as the throne of God."
"Throne of God?"
"Yes. Divinity is a kind of strength, but also a connection between countless living beings and me. Godhood is born from their faith. Unless I can elevate this entire universe to a higher realm along with me, I can't take this throne to a higher level." The God of Creation explained in detail.
"Can't you just commit suicide? Die and be free. Wouldn't that be like… relief?" Ye Feng asked with curiosity.
"Haha, suicide? It's not as easy as you think. Have you forgotten who I am?" The God of Creation gave Ye Feng a bitter smile.
"You're the God of Creation." Ye Feng paused, then blurted, "The master of all things... wait, that means you can also be lifeless?"
"Exactly." The God of Creation nodded.
Because he is the God of Creation, beyond transforming into man, woman, animal, stone, or river at will, he can even choose to be animate or inanimate.
In other words, once one becomes the God of Creation of this universe, even death becomes impossible.
Ye Feng began to understand the Creator God's feelings. From the bitter smile on his face, Ye Feng could guess that the God of Creation had probably attempted suicide countless times, and failed every single one.
When someone can literally do anything, boredom eventually takes over. That's when the desire for something new—something exciting—begins to burn deep within.
That's why the God of Creation, like the Sea God or God of Shura in the Douluo God Realm, longed for a higher level of existence, to experience the thrill of something unknown.
"Alright, it's your turn to answer my question now." The God of Creation stared at Ye Feng. He was truly baffled. He had tried so many ways—even using living humans for experiments—hoping to engineer a being that could inherit his divine seat. All of them had failed.
He had given up hope and gone into another slumber across the stars. And now, this successor stood before him.
All of this was a complete mystery.
"System," Ye Feng finally replied.
"System?" The God of Creation frowned. "Like... software?"
"I don't know where it came from. I just call it a system. Whenever I envy someone, I get a benefit. That's how I passed your final trial. That's everything I know," Ye Feng answered.
"System..." The God of Creation sank into thought. After a long while, he still couldn't make sense of it. He murmured, "A system that rewards envy... Maybe only when I reach that higher plane will I understand what power could force someone to inherit my divine seat. Alright, little guy. Let's begin. From now on, you will be the God of Creation of this universe."
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