Chapter 974: Chapter 537 First Intimate Contact_2 Chapter 974: Chapter 537 First Intimate Contact_2 Players were using the Virtue System, which was essentially a ritual for invoking Gods, albeit greatly simplified.

In ancient times, rituals often included various offerings, ritual vessels, and music to properly invite the Gods to assist.

Moreover, the offerings before the rituals were merely the “travel expenses,” and whether a wish could be realized or not was an entirely different matter. After a wish was fulfilled, a promise had to be returned, or they would destroy you.

When Black Tech mentioned that their concert also included these elements, he was a bit worried whether it would work.

But judging from the current situation, things couldn’t be better.

Recalling past stories, he looked at Fang Cheng beside him and asked with slight pride, “Great Heavenly Lord, how do you think I did with this invocation ritual?”

“Pretty good, better than me,” Fang Cheng sincerely replied.

Zhiyi Heavenly Lord was shocked and quickly said, “Great Heavenly Lord, such jokes should not be made lightly. How could I possibly do better than you?”

“Indeed, you did better than me,” Fang Cheng calmly replied, “after all, I’ve never conducted an invocation ritual.”

“Why not?”

“There’s no need; when needed, just calling them suffices.”

“They give face just like that?”

“Just like that.”

Zhiyi Heavenly Lord stared blankly at Fang Cheng, finding it a bit unbelievable.

The Gods of heaven and earth were quite proud, and even the Heavenly Lord needed a bit of ritual to summon them, even if the process couldn’t be shortened after becoming familiar.

But for the Great Heavenly Lord…

Then, when he put himself in the shoes of the deities, he realized that if he were a God and the Great Heavenly Lord needed him for a task, he would definitely rush over without even asking for travel expenses.

Not only that, he would even pay out of his own pocket, as being known by the Great Heavenly Lord and asked to fulfill a task was an honor that could be boasted about for hundreds of years.

“Ah…”

The joy of a successful ritual was gone, leaving behind a thick sense of melancholy.

On the stage, energetically curated idol girl groups appeared with perfect images, providing the audience with a performance completely unreplicable in reality.

Throughout the process, the music was perfect, the atmosphere was right, the dance moves were excellent, and there were no flaws.

Even the actors felt good about it since pressing a skill button would execute all the dance moves as skill actions, requiring no attention to anything else.

However, participating in the show in the first person gave Unlucky a different feeling.

Watching players cheer because of her, seeing her own image become part of the stage effects, Unlucky felt an indescribable sensation rise within her, making her less resistant to revealing her presence.

“Not a bad ritual, don’t you think?”

“It’s okay,” Unlucky subconsciously replied, then suddenly snapped awake and asked in the channel, “Did someone just call me?”

“Not at all.”

“Did you secretly play music?”

“Quick, turn around and see if your cabinet has moved?”

“I’m sorry, did I scare you? It seems that now, aside from a few people, only you can hear my voice.”

This voice was crisp and pleasant but also carried an extreme sense of depth, as if planets from the heavens had descended here and were speaking into Unlucky’s ears with the sound akin to morning bells and evening drums.

At first, Unlucky did not realize it.

But after the second sentence, she immediately realized something and turned towards the enormously huge background-like Golden Mother.

The other party was still maintaining its performance posture, its huge body moving with agility that did not seem to match, but Unlucky knew that the Golden Mother was the one who had just spoken in her ear.

The ritual was successful!

She had connected with the other party!

Months of long work finally paid off today, allowing her to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Although she hadn’t told anyone else, the pressure on Unlucky these past few days had actually been quite hefty.

Although the Golden Mother had temporarily calmed down, according to Zhiyi Heavenly Lord, the other party had only seemed to quiet down.

Communicating with the Evil God was a very troublesome matter; their logic was different, their standards of dealing with things were different, and even though it seemed like normal communication was taking place, this type of communication was like talking to a humanoid doll, completely unaware of what was hidden under the opponent’s skin.

After the ritual was completed, the frequency of being unlucky reached a consensus with the other party. Afterwards, she could hear the other party’s voice and could communicate normally with them.

Moreover, this communication was based on the perspective of the entire world; under this perspective, the discrepancy between the Evil God and the individual could be neglected, and the whole world would help correct the differences between them, ensuring that their communication remained normal.

Suppressing her joyful feelings, the unlucky spirit finally could ask the question she had always wanted to ask.

“Why did you attack us?”

After asking this question, the voice of the Golden Mother stopped.

In the background, the Golden Mother was still bouncing around rapping, but in the ears of the unlucky spirit, the other party fell into a silence as vast as the ocean.

After what felt like forever, the other party finally spoke up: “Sorry, I forgot I could still communicate with you.”

“…You forgot?”

“Yes, I’ve forgotten some things, but fortunately, my Chancellor remembered some of it, and he reminded me to come and say hello, otherwise we might have had unnecessary conflicts. Ah, this is my chancellor, you can look up, he is greeting you.”

Lifting her head, the unlucky spirit saw that the Golden Mother had raised her left hand, the rough puppet’s mouth opened, and the small hand still waving.

“…Haha, quite unique,” the unlucky spirit said with a forced laugh.

“This is the first time someone has called my chancellor unique, I appreciate that. The one on my right hand is the Minister of Military Affairs; he’s a bit proud but a nice guy.”

Looking at another small puppet, the smile of the unlucky spirit grew even more strained.

This game Nebula has issues!

From players to NPCs, I’ve never met a normal one!

Golden Mother, lucky you are a logic of seventy thousand kilometers and getting old, otherwise you’d need a psychiatric institution!

“…Were you just bad-mouthing me in your mind? I felt like you were making some unfavorable remarks towards me?”

“You can read minds, too!”

“Only a little bit, and only yours. The levels and logic of the Evil God and normal life forms are different; other people are monsters in my eyes, and I’m more or less the same in your eyes. This ritual created a subtle connection between us, and from this situation, you are my temple keeper.”

The unlucky spirit could only open Baidu, searched for the meaning of temple keeper, and then discovered this job was no good.

The temple keeper is the one in charge of the temple’s incense, the closest to the vanquished gods. He is the spokesperson for the gods on earth, the closest to the divine presence.

Initially, this job seems high and mighty, but just thinking that the other side could read her mind, the person of the unlucky one was almost numbed.

“Can’t you just not read?”

“Well, I could, but then I’d have to restrict myself a bit. Ah, the concert is almost over; I’ll come to find you later.”

Turning her head, the unlucky spirit realized the concert was indeed ending, the final fireworks were already lit, engulfing the virtual space in a sea of joy.

Next to her, Hakurei Silver Dream, wiping the corner of her eyes, said, “I’m so moved, I’m really so moved! Spending virtue points to attend this concert was really worth it. Fang Cheng Studio, from now on, you are my adoptive parents, and I will be your most loyal dog.”

“…Aren’t you exaggerating a bit?” the unlucky spirit couldn’t help but say.

“I am too, I’ve never felt so excited before,” Mukuai of Chen Rang kept wiping her nose, “I had no idea I would be proposed to at this moment! Once Chen Rang dies, I will be with him forever.”

“Eh? What kind of cyber wedding is this? And isn’t your love a bit heavy?”

“Not bad performance, I’m touched,” the stage planner Black Tech sincerely exclaimed, “I never expected to see such thrilling performances in this era. Especially you, unlucky spirit, your final skill move was amazing.”

“What, what did I do?”

That night, the unlucky spirit watched the stage replay and found out that the others really hadn’t lied to her.

Her final performance was truly awesome.

It was a great opportunity to boast in the first person, but she was just chatting with the Golden Mother at that time and didn’t feel anything.

Covering her face, the unlucky spirit felt like crying without tears.

Indeed.

Her luck was really too bad.