The Ordinary Me is Worshipped as a Deity by the Extraordinary Them-Chapter 120

How does one define a person’s life and death?

“Xia Zuo” stood in the bathroom of the red building, staring at the mirror that reflected his upper body.

In this world, those with great power could follow their heart’s desires and bring death to others at will.

Xia Zuo was like this, and so was the Pope.

In his memories, Xia Zuo had once, under Ophelia’s repeated commands, killed innocent people who had nothing to do with him, time and again to prove his loyalty to her.

The Pope in his memories was even more so.

Whether it was turning a blind eye to others’ schemes and plots, actively guiding certain people to their deaths, or simply ordering the secret execution of others…

Even worse, to demonstrate his dignity, he killed a child who showed no respect for the God of Light.

Although that was something the Pope had done in his youth, all memories related to life and death kept resurfacing and intensifying in “Xia Zuo’s” mind.

“Xia Zuo” suddenly thought of Su Li.

He remembered the youth who had inexplicably extended an invitation to him earlier that day.

At that time, a voice had been screaming in his head, telling him to kill.

Kill who?

Kill Su Li.

But why would he want to kill Su Li?

He felt that Su Li had no contempt for that “ambition.”

Perhaps he even had a unique trait compared to everyone else in this world who would compromise for the strong. This strange person with zero elemental affinity… no, he shouldn’t say perhaps. He should say that Su Li definitely had a unique understanding of that ambition.

However, memories related to the Pope kept stirring, indicating impossibility, repeatedly affirming that no one could understand that ambition.

The Pope of Light had learned the truth about the world at a relatively young age.

At that time, he couldn’t believe it and didn’t want to accept it. But in the end, under the cold gaze of the previous Pope, he calmed down and even tentatively asked: “How can you be so calm?”

“Why?”

“Because it doesn’t matter.”

“No matter how powerful those monster beasts are, or what kind of existence we are in their eyes, it’s irrelevant. As long as they don’t choose to openly interfere with this world, with our rights.”

This was the impression the Pope had initially left in his mind.

People in this world would never choose to draw their swords against those stronger than themselves.

It was natural for the strong to bully the weak, and equally natural for the stronger to keep the weak as pets.

Time and again, everyone proved this point, until the Pope in his memories chose to ask himself why he had been able to force himself to remain calm when facing the previous Pope.

Because he too was a weakling.

The weak didn’t even dare to express doubt to the strong.

Therefore, he wanted to enter that monster beast society that kept humans as pets, even though such an act was considered treasonous.

But he still wanted to do it.

Why should monster beasts be able to keep humans as pets, just like humans kept pets…

That’s why he wanted to enter that monster beast society, which was completely unrelated to humans and couldn’t even be researched for the slightest trace, and then completely break the pattern of [monster beasts keeping humans as pets].

This wasn’t about the weak choosing to draw swords against the stronger; the answer the Pope arrived at was that all his actions and delusions stemmed from desire.

Money, power, lust—people had too many desires, but what the Pope wanted was to become a true “saint.”

To achieve what no one else could achieve, to do what no one else dared to imagine.

“Xia Zuo” knew why he had become “Xia Zuo.”

One hundred percent elemental affinity, a young body with limitless growth potential, and a powerful soul formed by the fusion of two souls.

Only, on the fused soul were inscribed words.

Definitely, definitely must enter that world, realize that “ambition” that couldn’t appear in human hearts.

Although all of this only originated from an old man’s sudden whim.

“Xia Zuo” found the Pope in his memories disgusting, and also believed that Xia Zuo, who had been brainwashed and used like a dog, was truly incompetent.

Yet he was composed of the souls of these two individuals.

However, “Xia Zuo” couldn’t acknowledge himself as either of them.

This concept would only be buried deep in his heart, never deliberately brought up.

Self-doubt was insignificant in the face of that ambition.

Then, he saw Su Li.

That person had casually labeled him as selfish and self-centered, these extremely self-serving tags, and finally asked him: “Do you want to come with me?”

The ability to say these words wasn’t because the green-eyed youth somehow approved of him. It was only because Su Li, after thinking and speculating, had ultimately judged from his own perspective that the person before him was neither the Pope nor Xia Zuo, which was why Su Li had said those words.

These words seemed insignificant to everyone.

There wasn’t even anything worth digging into, especially since Su Li himself wasn’t the type to speak in riddles.

But “Xia Zuo” just felt that in Su Li’s acknowledgment, he could freely consider himself to be only “Xia Zuo.”

All the confusion and helplessness had been completely negated by another person standing from a different perspective. Then, that person had firmly carved the concept of “you are you” into his mind…

In his daze, “Xia Zuo” heard the bathroom door being knocked loudly.

“Hey, kid, did you fall into the toilet?” Roy knocked on the door impatiently.

After Su Li had invited “Xia Zuo” yesterday, “Xia Zuo” hadn’t said whether he would go with him or not. He had simply shown through his actions that he had indeed gone with Su Li.

Of course, they had also brought along Diz, who had a complex and tangled expression.

The Son of Light had hurriedly shaken off a large group of church people who kept nagging him: “Lord Holy Son, how can you stay with people with ulterior motives?” He quickly followed Su Li’s steps back home.

Euphia, who had known ahead of time when Su Li would arrive, faced with two unexpected guests, and considering she couldn’t kill them or beat them, finally dumped all the blame on those who had accompanied Su Li to the Inner City.

After strong words like “What use are you?”, “Men are useless except for Su Li,” and “What can you do besides eat?”, Roy, who had once had a wife and developed a sense of male virtue, didn’t tempt fate by releasing some ice to cool Euphia down…

So he could only choose to chug several bottles of alcohol.

“If you really fell into the toilet, just shout, at least give me a reason.”

When he realized the person in the bathroom wasn’t responding, Roy started to figure out where to place his foot to kick the door open without damaging the bathroom door material.

Otherwise, Euphia wouldn’t care about his male virtue; she would simply drive him out of the red building without hesitation and make him go out to buy groceries.

With two unexpected people, if Su Li ate one less bite of food, who could make up for it?

Probably, no, Roy thought with a pained expression, Euphia would definitely use this reason to drive him out.

And while doing so, she would also point at Egbert and Lan Zhe’s noses and scold them.

Although Roy would be happy to see the latter scene, if the price was being driven out of the house, it would be too awful.

So when “Xia Zuo” came out, what he saw was a Roy who was almost in tears.

He hesitated for a moment, then before the bathroom door could slam in his face, he asked, “What meaning does my standing here have for you?”

“Not only are you occupying the toilet without using it, but after I urge you multiple times and finally get you to come out, when I’m about to go in, you say this to me?” Roy’s face turned red with anger, and he slammed the door in “Xia Zuo’s” face.

“Xia Zuo”: …………

……………………

When Su Li turned his head following a gaze, what he saw was “Xia Zuo” with his head down and a somewhat dejected expression.

He didn’t ask what had happened.

Although neither before nor after his transmigration had he developed any unspeakable problems at this age, what if “Xia Zuo” had?

The person being speculated about, who had no mind-reading abilities, had no idea what kind of impression had been carved into Su Li’s mind about him. He just hesitated slightly and repeated the question he had asked Roy earlier.

But as soon as these words were spoken, the chaotic, demon-infested living room came to an abrupt halt, as if someone had pressed the pause button.

After three months, Su Li’s return was a happy event for many people in this city.

At once, those who knew he would return today and could come, all came.

Dean Asa and Euphia’s father, Euphia, the Lion’s Club leader, as well as Mark and Cyril who had been left to watch the house, and of course, Qi, who had been anxious all this time.

Seven people, plus the four who had left and the raven, but five had returned with the raven, and near the city gate, they had brought two more extras…

It was indeed a bit too many.

Especially compared to Su Li’s speed by carriage, the transmission of intelligence far outpaced the return of Su Li, who was carriage sick.

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The people in this small building had no need to hide information about the Inner City from anyone, so Euphia had already informed everyone about the intelligence Egbert had sent back before this.

What meaning did “Xia Zuo” standing here have?

Euphia looked at him coldly and said, “In my view, you’re really redundant.”

She couldn’t be blamed for saying such harsh words. Although rationally she knew that the person standing before her was neither the Pope of Light nor Xia Zuo, Euphia still couldn’t have any good feelings toward this child who would have to double his age to be her equal.

The most vivid memory in her mind, apart from her father lying down covered in blood, was Su Li who had endured a full three minutes of beating, causing all his alchemy devices to break.

The former had escaped death’s threat only with Lan Zhe’s help, while the latter had experienced three minutes that could be described as life-threatening.

What good would being invincible do? If the attack had lasted just three minutes and one second, Su Li would have died.

It would be a miracle if Euphia could calmly accept him. The only reason she was staying peacefully with him in the same house instead of fighting directly was out of respect for Su Li’s wishes.

Cyril and Mark shared the same thoughts.

Cyril: “Not only do I not want you to stay here, I even wish that when Su Li first discovered you at the city gate, he had directly ordered that you must die.”

“Of course, I know he’s a person who prioritizes rationality. But I also consider myself a person who prioritizes emotions, so I choose to maintain my emotions, follow Su Li’s rationality, and not harbor any malice toward you, who is not those two people. Just…”

“I also don’t think you have any other meaning here.”

Cyril feared all possible misfortunes that might befall Su Li.

Those who had been left behind didn’t yet know the truth about humans. Egbert was also following Su Li’s intention to deliberately blur the truth, waiting for the time when Su Li truly wanted to speak.

As for the product of the soul fusion…

Everyone had complex feelings about “Xia Zuo’s” existence.

Mark wasn’t as direct as Cyril, but regarding meaning, he believed, “If your existence here must have some meaning, then I would only think that the meaning and reason for your existence is only because Mr. Su Li still lets you live, so in his judgment, you still have meaning to survive.”

This large man had unexpectedly developed a delicacy, distinct from his previous roughness, during the time he had served as Su Li’s caretaker after joining Euphia.

Dean Asa laughed his strange “ho ho ho” and said, “Rather than saying you want so-called meaning, it’s more like you’re looking for companions.”

The old man was shrewd; he could see at a glance that “Xia Zuo” was still in the category of a tool.

It’s just that the person who gave him orders had died, so the will he followed had become the last order to be completed.

Just a child who still didn’t have a sense of self, not important at all.

Qi hesitated for a moment before finally choosing to express his thoughts, “I think you don’t need meaning to stand here. Because you’re already standing here, what’s the need to pay attention to the reason for standing here, and those extra things that were added to standing here, which I can’t easily state.”

The Lion’s Club leader poured himself a glass of wine. “Coincidentally, this kid has the same idea as me.”

Lan Zhe wondered for the umpteenth time. “Is this a question that must be answered?”

Egbert: “Probably because the key to the door leading to another world is still in his hands, Lord Su Li can’t let it go.”

Because it was impossible to let go of this key, others wouldn’t hide their true thoughts either.

Disguising one’s true thoughts and ignoring one’s heart would be truly disrespectful to the time spent with Su Li.

As for whether others could change their views, that depended on “Xia Zuo” himself.

Mavis had one hand supporting her chin and the other holding a bottle of wine. Her face was flushed as she said, “This is the first time I’ve found that men can think so much.”

Too much drama.

“Whether old…” Mavis looked calmly at Dean Asa and Euphia’s father who hadn’t made any comments, “or somewhat old…”

Egbert sensed trouble. “What do you mean by that?”

The Lion’s Club leader’s mouth twitched. “I haven’t even started to get into character yet, why are you in such a hurry?”

The atmosphere improved somewhat amid this subtle conversation.

Mavis gave an expressionless “puff” sound, then said, “Anyway, I think you’re all overthinking.”

“Although he can still be read as Xia Zuo, he’s essentially just another person wearing a skin.”

“Rather than being wary of him, I suggest you think about how to use him as a tool.”

Mavis solemnly told everyone, “Just like that Willard.”

“I think that person has a very good understanding of himself.”

“You just need to treat Xia Zuo as a tool. As we all know, he is the key to another world. What you need to do is not to think about how to bend or traumatize this key, making it old and damaged, but to figure out how to copy it.”

“To be honest, whether it’s sorrow over the passing of time or a mind filled with countless thoughts, these are all unnecessary. Because you’ve all ignored the most important thing.”

Mavis suddenly stretched out her hand, pointing at Su Li who was holding a rice bowl with both hands.

She said her final words.

“That is, he can never stop moving forward.”

Su Li would never stop taking steps to make this world a place where he could retire peacefully.

The youth who was being pointed at, sitting calmly to one side, holding a bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, only spoke after swallowing the food in his mouth. “Just as I wouldn’t stop the raven from surrounding all of you, I also don’t mind all of you surrounding ‘Xia Zuo’.”

Su Li also very calmly used the other end of his chopsticks to pick up a bit of rice and placed it in front of the raven’s beak.

The raven lowered its head to eat.

The action of the cooperating raven completely unified all the subtle atmospheres.

That is…

“Why would Su Li feed this crow by hand?”

“And with the same pair of chopsticks!”

“/# * @, you bunch of trash men, what exactly did you make Su Li suffer in the Inner City?”

“Lord Su Li,” Egbert pushed away the raven’s head with a serious face and resolutely said, “For a completely formed creature this surprisingly large, who has lived for hundreds of years, and is black all over like coal, there’s absolutely no need to feed it personally. Just pour leftover food and swill into its mouth.”

Just as Su Li was so shocked that he almost dropped his chopsticks, he heard Egbert continue, “Of course, you can let me feed you anytime.”

“Egbert is always at your service!”

Euphia exploded. “I think you don’t want to live anymore!”

Cyril secretly said, “To be honest, I also want to feed Su Li.”

“I’ve even fantasized in my mind what Su Li looked like when he was very young, whether he was a soft, cute little ball or something.”

Qi: “I want to dive into your mind to see.”

Lan Zhe took out a purple gold coin from his pocket and respectfully handed it to Cyril. “Please make sure to draw the images in your mind, master.”

The Lion’s Club leader used serving chopsticks to pick up some food for Su Li. “A bunch of youngsters, they just don’t understand what it means to reap benefits as a bystander.”

Mark: “Don’t trust the food brought by a man with such an ugly appearance; there might be ugly element factors in it. Once eaten, it would change you from god-like exquisite beauty to the magnificent appearance of a son of god.”

Roy, who had returned from the bathroom, was speechless. “What’s the difference in what you just said?”

“Oh, so you want to take away the food he picked and pick it again for the little master yourself?”

Dean Asa continued his “ho ho ho.”

“Being young is wonderful.”

The Mercenary Alliance Guild Master also laughed lightly, with a benevolent expression.

Diz: “So why are you all ignoring me again?! Even though light elements have the ability to create illusions, that’s just a derivative manifestation of light. I don’t think I’m strong enough to become invisible using light elements.”

“Xia Zuo” looked weathered.

“But I just wanted an answer from Su Li alone.”

Until someone who was drunk said, “But who is this? Does he also want to compete for Su Li?”

……

…………

That day, Su Li watched in astonishment as a big fight broke out, involving everyone except the two elderly men.

Egbert attacked the raven, Euphia attacked Egbert, Lan Zhe thought for a moment and decided to attack “Xia Zuo,” Roy played rock-paper-scissors with his left and right hands, and after winning the guess, also chose to attack the raven. However, when he took action, an ice block inadvertently shattered a strand of Lan Zhe’s hair…

The Dark Holy Son exploded in anger. Cyril and Qi, who didn’t dare to join in but still suffered as innocent bystanders, were forced to fall first.

The Lion’s Club leader thought for a moment and, to avoid having all of tomorrow’s Mercenary Alliance work fall on himself, tried to mediate with Euphia. Then Lan Zhe, who was in an explosive mood, exposed him by saying: “He was just trying to take advantage of Su Li.”

Euphia immediately changed targets.

By the end, those who were slightly weaker all fell, and the raven and “Xia Zuo” were in a one-on-one knife fight.

They kept trash-talking while fighting.

Su Li couldn’t hear clearly, but later during a pause, “Xia Zuo” shouted, “I’m not going to be human anymore.”

The raven even asked in a daze, “Then what do you want to be?”

“I want to be liwubus!”

Su Li didn’t understand what this name meant, but the raven did.

With Su Li, I won’t die.

That day, everyone in Sadina City felt the pressure of a “ninth-level monster beast.”

Of course, there was also “Xia Zuo,” who used light elements to illuminate an entire city in the middle of the night, making countless people mistakenly think dawn had arrived.

Oh, he later called himself Liwusi.

The raven had a slight upper hand at that time, but didn’t come out unscathed either. With injuries to the enemy costing himself dearly, he transformed into a human, coughing blood while telling Su Li. “From today on, Xia Zuo is no longer Xia Zuo; he is called Liwusi.”

Su Li asked in a muffled voice. “Is this some kind of battle where names are at stake?”

The loser didn’t even have the right to name himself.

In the end, he could only sigh and try to seek help from Dean Asa and the Alliance Guild Master with his eyes.

Then Su Li deeply understood what it meant for old people to be cunning… this saying could be applied to all old men.

Dean Asa at that time was “ho ho ho”-ing while swiftly leaving.

The Alliance Guild Master was more straightforward; he said, “Cough, my health is getting worse and worse nowadays; I really can’t move them.”

Su Li raised his arm, which didn’t even show visible biceps, and said with a confused face, “Do you think I can?”

The Alliance Guild Master pretended not to see and followed Dean Asa’s footsteps, leaving together.

The only fortunate thing was that after a strand of Lan Zhe’s hair had been shattered by Roy, he had already regained his senses.

Although later the others fought more fiercely, with scenes of blood splattering, he was always there guiding them.

And the offended pharmacist, for the first time, didn’t heal everyone overnight with medicine.

This time, Lan Zhe only gave everyone the simplest, rough bandaging.

Moreover…

Early in the morning, Su Li could eat sweet porridge, while the others, covered in splints and with bruised faces, could only watch.