"Do you find the title 'Mediocre Lord' somewhat peculiar?"
"In the eyes of our lord, you all are intelligent, stupid, mediocre, and rational... There is no difference whatsoever. Everything in the world will ultimately head towards ruin..."
Zhong Shenxiu casually tossed over a book: "This is the scripture of our lord—it contains his teachings; you should take a good look..."
"Excuse me..."
Yamamura Xiaoyezi maintained her kneeling posture, receiving the scripture with both hands.
It was a thread-bound book that looked a bit like an antique, but it wasn't thick.
She ran the pads of her fingers over the cover, and a description-defying sensation echoed in her heart.
On the cover, it seemed as if streams of air were moving, countless phantoms emerged, showing the birth and decline of worlds, the decay of worlds...
It threaded throughout time, crossing past and future, reaching into eternity...
