Chapter 510: Direct Copy

"Alright, if you’re willing to join, God of Magic, things will be much easier."

The Star God waved his right hand, and an ancient scroll appeared before the God of Magic.

"God of Magic, please sign here!"

As his power grew, so did his control over the power of contracts.

At least now, once the God of Magic signs, breaking the oath will come with a heavy price.

This isn’t about distrust; it’s just a necessary precaution.

After all… the God of Wealth’s abilities are truly extraordinary!

Considering the God of Magic first and even recruiting him shows great respect for the God of Theater.

"Okay."

Without hesitation, the God of Magic used magic to prick his fingertip.

Using his fingertip as a pen and his blood as ink, he began to write his name on the ancient scroll.

Initially, he thought of using his magic to do it.

But seeing that the names on the Star God’s scroll were all written in blood, he realized magic wouldn’t work here.

Only his own blood could inscribe his name!

This was quite normal!

In magical experiments, different creatures’ blood is a crucial and unique experimental material.

Beside him, the Star God watched, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, but he stayed silent.

He didn’t know why, but ever since the first person dramatically signed their name with their own blood, others followed without question.

Some even shouted out particularly embarrassing slogans while signing.

Well… it seems even the great God of Magic can’t escape this!

Better not mention it.

If he did, things would get awkward for everyone.

Perhaps signing the Star God’s contract with one’s own blood could become a noble tradition.

The so-called sense of ritual?

Once the God of Magic signed his name, he officially joined the group.

Su Wen has always been generous with his companions, so he didn’t hold back.

He gave all his notes on various theoretical studies and ideas regarding the Path from previous sub-timelines to the newly joined God of Magic.

As the God of Magic looked at the familiar and advanced theoretical notes in his hands, he fell into deep thought.

What on earth is going on?

Why do these notes from the God of Wealth seem so familiar to him?

Those characters… seem to be… his own?

Moreover, why did the fleeting thought in his mind become a reality in these notes?

Could it be…

In an instant, the God of Magic had a thought about the collapse of Time and Space.

At this point, his pupils shook with intense emotion.

But soon, he forced himself to suppress the shock within.

Then, he turned his gaze towards the God of Theater.

The God of Theater seemed to understand the God of Magic’s thoughts and slightly nodded at him.

“I see.”

The God of Magic said firmly, “From now on, I will follow the God of Wealth!”

Once he spoke these words, a violent wave erupted from within the God of Magic.

He pledged to the divine position!

A resonance of origin!

To win the trust of the God of Wealth, the God of Magic directly pledged his loyalty to the God of Wealth, the true god of the Ninth Age!

His choice had nothing to do with righteousness or human feelings.

The most direct beneficiary was only him!

Looking at the situation with the spellbook, he understood many things.

His old friend, the God of Theater, was right; following the God of Wealth means eating nine meals a day!

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April 5, 2023.

Two months had passed since the last use of trading powers.

The River of Fate had also returned from vacation a few days ago.

After Luobao acted as the intermediary to convey Su Wen’s intentions to the River of Fate, the River of Fate generously expressed understanding.

At the same time, the River of Fate had Luobao communicate one of its principles.

The principle of the River of Fate is that everything is prioritized with the harm to the river of time as the most important precondition.

As long as it can damage the interests of the river of time, then nothing else matters to the River of Fate.

After all, the River of Fate discounts the purpose of not allowing the God of Wealth to trade with the river of time because it does not want the river of time to benefit.

Since the river of time has come to the doorstep, why would it refuse?

A duck served on the plate, can it really fly away?

Regarding the River of Fate’s clear reasoning, the God of Wealth expressed his agreement.

Simultaneously, taking this opportunity, the God of Wealth reached a friendly agreement with the River of Fate to form a cooperative alliance to jointly harm the Dark River of Time.

From now on, the River of Fate would be the strongest backing for the God of Wealth in dealing with the Dark River of Time!

As long as the Silent River of Time suffers, the River of Fate will be very happy.

In a way, the River of Fate would support the God of Wealth with certain products, proportional to the discomfort of the Ink River of Time.

In other words, the more distressed and constrained the river of time feels, the more the River of Fate will provide.

But when the river of time learned about this through a certain treasure, it struck back.

No tricks!

No fancy methods!

No need!

Just copy everything!

The agreement between the River of Fate and the God of Wealth is exactly the same as the one between the river of time and the God of Wealth!

Identical!

Only the name of the second party has changed!

Yes, the first party in the agreement is the God of Wealth, and the second party is the river of time and the River of Fate.

After all, both rivers are the ones seeking the God of Wealth.

As two mighty rivers flowing through the chaos, their decision is something Su Wen simply cannot refuse.

Of course, the main reason is that the stakes are too high, and he finds it hard to say no.

Since that’s the case, he might as well accept it!

After all, he’s a good friend of the River of Fate and an old friend of the river of time.

Being caught in the middle and overwhelmed by the different products from both sides is quite "uncomfortable."

“With the River of Fate’s wishes coming true, I hope a heavyweight figure will come this time!”

Su Wen stood in the trading space, looked up at the sky, and whispered to himself.

Then, he slowly closed his eyes, and as he did, the surrounding Time and Space became ethereal and dreamlike.

In the next moment, the sounds of traditional opera began to drift closer from afar.

Though he had never heard any of the melodies nor seen any of the characters, he knew this was drama!

The art of drama, born from human civilization, certainly has its commonalities.

“Is it the God of Theater from the Eighth Era?”

Su Wen gazed at the gradually manifesting phantom ahead, his eyes shining as he said, “If the God of Theater in Office is coming, that would be even better!”

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