The Ordinary Me is Worshipped as a Deity by the Extraordinary Them-Chapter 30 - Brain.exe has Stopped Working

“Atavism?” Su Li repeated these words in a questioning tone, then mindlessly made unintelligible sounds, “squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak?”

The Son of Light beside him didn’t show any exasperated expression, but calmly explained. “The Church’s books record that people with beast bloodlines have a certain probability of activating this non-human bloodline when in the Beast Forest, resulting in his current state.”

“Humans are very weak creatures, requiring ten months of pregnancy and daily nurturing to grow into someone not completely useless. But for beasts, from the moment they’re born, they instantly awaken the survival instinct in their blood. Therefore, in environments like the Beast Forest that are full of violent elemental factors, they absorb elements from the air at an extremely fast rate to gain the ability to escape.”

“Most likely, this child is in the same situation.”

The Son of Light looked at Cyril lying on the ground with a complicated expression.

Awakening beast bloodline isn’t a good thing.

Those not of our kind must have different hearts. Being neither a complete beast nor a pure human meant that from the moment Cyril showed non-human characteristics, he was destined to be rejected by both races.

However, all of his contemplation was outside Su Li’s concern, who had only one focus. “The awakening of the beast bloodline won’t affect Cyril’s safety, right?”

“No, it won’t.” The Son of Light shook his head, “As for why he remains unconscious, it’s because he has always lived in areas with relatively balanced elemental distribution. This is his first time entering the Beast Forest, and he’s been stimulated by the overly dense elemental factors. He needs time to adapt to his bloodline’s greed for elemental concentration.”

Su Li nodded in sudden understanding. “It must be like someone who has always lived in high mountains suddenly coming to the plains and getting altitude sickness.”

After confirming that Cyril wasn’t in any danger, Su Li felt relieved. Though he was certainly curious about what race Cyril’s non-human bloodline belonged to…

However, asking about someone’s bloodline without permission was like deliberately questioning what a person with a hidden identity was concealing. Adult rationality kept Su Li from investigating this matter too deeply.

He spread his outer garment on the ground, placed Cyril on it, and turned his attention back to the Son of Light.

Su Li believed that a kidnapping victim should at least know the reason for their kidnapping.

But he didn’t need to do the explaining himself.

Egbert would handle that well enough.

However, nobody expected that this Son of Light, who could stack a thousand filters to imagine dead fish eyes, wouldn’t feel heartbroken about everything Egbert had endured.

He even said matter-of-factly from the side. “I don’t believe I need to show compassion to someone with clear self-awareness.”

Egbert wasn’t someone who needed pity, and besides, the Son of Light wasn’t foolish except when it came to viewing Su Li through his filters.

As a fellow member of the Church, and even as a beneficiary at the center of the whirlpool, he had no excuses to make, so it was better to straightforwardly show his attitude…

At least this way, when he was tied up into a ball, he wouldn’t actually be kicked like one.

“Are you saying I don’t have clear self-awareness?” Su Li’s expression was numb.

“No!” The Son of Light shook his head decisively, appearing afraid that Su Li had misunderstood.

“I never thought you were someone who needed my pity, I just feel that I can share your pain…” That melancholic expression, those eyes brimming with tears, and that tightly clenched fist…

Were all painfully cringeworthy!

“Shut up.” Su Li’s face was expressionless. He didn’t need intuition to know that if he gave this ridiculous Son of Light one more second, his toes would curl enough to dig to the Forbidden City.

Having signed off on giving up treatment on his mental rescue list, Su Li didn’t plan to make a death struggle. After confirming that the Son of Light knew he would be used as a tool for fishing out the bishop and planned to cooperate with the plan, he pretended he couldn’t see anything.

Selective blindness is an essential (not) skill for adults.

Not long after, Lan Zhe, who had gone to talk with the Crystal Winged Dragon in the cave’s depths, came out.

Compared to his earlier complexities before entering, he now appeared more relaxed, his brow unfurrowed, looking as if he was no longer troubled.

As soon as he walked out of the cave, he leaned against the rock wall and said frankly, “Na’an said she will cooperate with all our planned actions going forward.”

Na’an referred to the Crystal Winged Dragon still deep in the cave.

“However, Na’an also asked me to tell you,” Lan Zhe focused his attention on Su Li, “that child called Cyril who follows you has a bloodline similar to hers, but not exactly the same.”

It was another type of dragon bloodline.

Unlike the Crystal Winged Dragons, which appeared excessively beautiful and almost ethereal, Cyril’s dragon bloodline was more like the traditional Western fantasy dragons found in storybooks – creatures with distinct cold-blooded characteristics.

“He might even need to hibernate when necessary,” Lan Zhe thought aloud while nodding with certainty.

Su Li: “…”

“I’d rather hear you say that Cyril, having awakened this bloodline, might be more sensitive to cold or something,” Su Li was already thinking about whether they’d need heated beds or other warming equipment in winter.

Though, elementalists shouldn’t be particularly susceptible to natural influences, right?

Su Li’s green eyes revealed contemplation, but he still pointed out. “You’re speaking as if he’s no longer human.”

The youth lying on Su Li’s clean outer garment quietly twitched his finger at this moment.

Su Li hadn’t noticed this, but he solemnly said to the somewhat dismissive Lan Zhe. “For humans, racial identity is very important. Don’t casually strip someone of their human status.”

“…Although I’ve wished more than once to be a cat who only needs to lie on its back in the sun.”

Su Li heaved a long sigh.

When his little friend woke up and discovered his monster beast bloodline, who knew how panicked he might be, and now there was this troublemaker making things worse.

However, just as Su Li was considering how to translate the art of language into this world’s textual version, Cyril opened his eyes.

In fact, he had been conscious for a while but couldn’t open his eyes.

Until Su Li’s words clearly reached his ears.

Unlike Egbert who always liked to extrapolate, or the new Son of Light with his thousand-meter filter, the information Cyril gathered from Su Li’s words always touched the essence.

Without doubt.

Su Li was the type of person who would notice details that others might not even notice about themselves.

He might not always empathize with everyone’s feelings and emotions – after all, absolute empathy doesn’t exist between people – but he could always provide support when others fell into despair.

Like now.

“Su Li,” Cyril simply called out Su Li’s name, without saying anything extra.

He was still lying on Su Li’s garment on the ground, but now the youth showed a brilliant smile that seemed quite incompatible with his cold-blooded monster beast bloodline.

Su Li, hearing his name called, only then noticed that Cyril had awakened. He returned the smile and extended his hand to the person still sitting on the ground, speaking casually. “Since you’re awake, don’t just lie there anymore.”

“The newly arrived Son of Light has already prepared to contact the bishop voluntarily. For the upcoming battle scenes, we’ll need you to prepare snacks in advance, so this rookie spectator won’t get too bored.”

Earlier when Mark was fighting with people from his old workplace, Su Li discovered his dynamic vision couldn’t quite keep up. Now with even stronger fighters about to clash… he could only grab some snacks and maybe find sunglasses to prevent being blinded.

Everything was as usual, except for the distinct dark red scales at the corners of Cyril’s eyes.

Come to think of it, it looked like special effects makeup, quite cool… Su Li thought.

Diz, the Son of Light tied up in a ball. Besides when his kidnapper Egbert brazenly revealed his face during the kidnapping, his subsequent proactive contact with the bishop indeed prompted the latter to quickly travel to Jisuo Town.

However, finding this strange and maintaining a hint of vigilance toward Diz, Su Li chose to probe. “You must know that when the bishop comes here, there can only be one outcome, right?”

Diz nodded. “Of course I know, perhaps even more deeply than you imagine.”

“He will die, that’s inevitable.” As he spoke, Diz showed a bitter smile.

This Son of Light, except when viewing Su Li through his filtered perspective and appearing extremely bizarre and abnormal, could actually be called…

Reasonable.

He clearly knew that as someone at the center of the whirlpool, his only value was to be used.

Whether it was the entanglement between the Pope and the bishop, or being kidnapped as bait after arriving in Jisuo Town.

None of it had any special meaning.

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Yet even so, he was still someone who believed in the God of Light and held the position of Son of Light.

So he was prepared to tell everything to the Pope later and voluntarily confess his crimes.

But before that, Su Li could only see Diz, his face full of melancholy, once again giving him a spine-chilling expression.

If others saw it, they might interpret that expression as one of painful regret and pity.

However, Su Li, unable to read expressions, could only watch as Diz, with a look that Su Li never wanted to see again in his life, spoke words he never wanted to hear again.

“The bishop can do anything he wants for his own benefit, Egbert wants to clear his name, and even I can stick to unnecessary things for my so-called principles… but what about you? I can’t see any desire in you. To me, you no longer seem abandoned by the world, but rather shutting the world out.”

Diz felt he had penetrated deep into Su Li’s inner heart.

And there, it was as barren as a desert.

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