Chapter 33: Chapter 33 The Day God Died, GOD-1567

The girl sat erect on the wooden chair, her slender legs clad in tight jeans slightly pressed together, and her delicate, fair face almost glowing. Her smooth ponytail reaching down to her waist swayed gently.

She placed her right hand over her ample chest and introduced herself with a smile:

“My name is Wu Youqing.”

“The kind of naive you see in ‘childish,’ and the clear skies of ‘sunny.’”

Xue Jing introduced himself as well: “Xue Jing, the ‘king’ radical plus the ‘scenery’ of ‘view.’”

“Hmm… So first off, how did you come to know about the concept of ‘Divine Relics’?”

Wu Youqing asked curiously.

“…Sorry, I can’t reveal that,” Xue Jing shook his head.

Miao Miao was probably still being pursued by Kangde Security Company at the moment, so he definitely couldn’t disclose any information rashly.

“I can only tell you that I have indeed come into contact with Divine Relics, and if possible, I hope you can provide me with information about them.”

Xue Jing said thoughtfully.

“Of course, if you don’t want to tell me, that’s okay too. It is my fault for not being able to provide information upfront.”

Wu Youqing did not show any dissatisfaction with Xue Jing’s vague words. She pinched her chin and tilted her head, asking, “So, the ‘Divine Relic’ you encountered, was it of the oddity type or the living creature type?”

“There’s a living creature type for Divine Relics?” Xue Jing expressed his surprise.

That response indirectly answered Wu Youqing’s question. She nodded, “Looks like you’ve encountered the oddity type then.”

After saying this, the girl thought for a moment, stood up, walked over to the resting area against the wall, and crouched down to pull at a wooden handle on the wall that wasn’t very conspicuous.

There was actually a hidden cabinet within the wall.

Because of the way she was crouching, the curves of her hips were extremely noticeable, and with the contrast of her slim waist, their presence was strikingly pronounced, which made Xue Jing take a few more glances.

Tight jeans are indeed a hallmark of a great civilization.

Xue Jing had thought that Wu Youqing would take out some secret documents from such a well-hidden spot, but instead, she clanked about and brought out a set of tea utensils and a transparent water jug filled with water, placing them on the wooden table.

“Do you prefer tea or coffee?” Wu Youqing asked as she wiped the tea utensils with a cloth.

“Are those the only two choices?” Xue Jing looked towards the hidden compartment.

“There’s also this.” The girl turned around and took a 330ml modern canned Coca-Cola from the compartment.

Although this world had followed a different historical trajectory from the Earth of his previous life, the things that should have appeared still did.

Xue Jing reached out to take it: “Just this one.”

Wu Youqing didn’t hand it to him, though. Instead, she took a blue flower-patterned gold-rimmed porcelain cup from the tea tray, cracked open the aluminum can tab with a snap, and poured the black carbonated liquid into the exquisite cup. She then slid it over to Xue Jing with two fingers, like a bartender at a pub.

Xue Jing’s lips twitched, “Fancy.”

The girl didn’t reply; instead, she took out a package of tea leaves of an unknown brand, tore it open, poured it into a teapot, and then picked up the transparent jug to pour water into it—the water was actually hot, and it was unclear when it had been boiled as it continuously emitted steam upon contact with the air.

As she went through the steps of brewing tea, Wu Youqing spoke up, “Two hundred and eighty-seven years ago, ‘God’ died.”

“Or to put it more precisely, ‘the Deity’ died.”

Xue Jing listened quietly.

The death of God was the biggest event in the history of this world. Even after so much time had passed, it remained a hot topic of discussion.

But after all, whether the ‘God’ who died was indeed the omniscient and omnipotent Lord from the Christian Bible, that couldn’t be confirmed. Therefore, the formally accepted term by the world is ‘Death of the God.’”

‘God’ is the deity of this world, who has no name, but is simply what humanity comprehends as ‘God’, all other names are but imposed by humans themselves.

It’s acceptable to call Him ‘God’, ‘Allah’ is fine too, ‘Brahma’ works as well; if you wish, naming Him ‘Primordial Heavenly Venerable’ is also not out of the question.

The reason why He is generally referred to as God is simply because the concept of God in Christianity has become deeply ingrained in people’s hearts, and it most closely matches the definition of ‘God’.

287 years ago, ‘God’ appeared in the material world for the first time, and it was also the last.

According to historical records, on that day, every human on Earth Star saw with their own eyes… or rather, perceived in some unknown way, a colossal luminous humanoid with both hands cradling the Earth Star, who after emitting a loud and mournful wail, disintegrated into countless points of light.

In that moment, the three words ‘God is dead’ were etched into the consciousness of every human like a branding of thought.

From that day on, the planet started to experience ‘Intersecting Boundaries Phenomena’ from time to time, which after going through ‘Boundary Shakes’, ‘Weak Intersecting’, ‘Strong Intersecting’, and other stages, gave birth to various ‘Intersecting Boundaries’.

The emergence of Intersecting Boundaries brought countless opportunities and crises to humanity.

The administrative division of the nine major urban clusters of Zhuxia today is a historical remnant of a crisis caused by an Intersecting Boundary.

“What most people don’t know is that, at the moment of ‘God’s death’, He left something behind.”

Wu Youqing stirred the liquid in her teacup with a small spoon and began to explain the origin of Divine Relics.

“The points of light that dispersed when God died… let’s just call them ‘Blood of the God’ for simplicity’s sake.”

“This ‘Blood of the God’ scattered across the world and took residence in various objects.”

“Be it artifacts, or living creatures, or perhaps even a segment of human fantasies…”

“These things that were housed and transformed by the Blood of the God, we call them—Divine Relics.”

Xue Jing was listening so intently, and at this moment, Wu Youqing also pushed the cup of freshly brewed tea in front of him.

“Try it.”

Xue Jing took the cup, his mind elsewhere as he picked up the tea and sipped, swallowing.

Then, he immediately furrowed his eyebrows and looked into the tea.

The amber-brown liquid appeared to be unmistakably black tea, and the nose was met with the slight bitter aroma of black tea.

But the taste in his mouth was an unusual sweetness.

“What is this?”

“Guess,” Wu Youqing said, her eyes mischievous, as if carrying a hint of triumph from her successful teasing.

Xue Jing, perhaps reminded of something, blurted out subconsciously, “Don’t tell me it’s ‘Youqing Tea’…”

As soon as the words left his mouth, he realized they were somewhat improper, but he figured a beautiful girl like Wu Youqing probably wouldn’t get the innuendo…

Before he could finish rationalizing in his mind, he immediately saw a blush on Wu Youqing’s pretty face, her eyes looking at him strangely, as if to say: I didn’t expect this from you, Xue Jing…

Xue Jing coughed lightly, “Don’t keep me in suspense, sister.”

Wu Youqing gave him a glance and lifted the transparent jug with one hand, while cradling the bottom with the other, introducing, “Serial number GOD-1567·Sweet Water Jug.”

A Divine Relic?

Divine Relic!

Divine Substance, right before one’s eyes!

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