Chapter 504: Rewards That Gods Cannot Interfere"The second question..." Ran Ran had no intention of hiding anything. If she wanted the Flower Eater to help her get things done, it was important to be honest and clear.
"Actually, it has something to do with what I asked you to do, sir."
The flower eater raised an eyebrow, as if he was being merciful and reluctant to help. "Tell me about it."
Ran Ran was not unaware of the change in his attitude. In fact, this was exactly what she expected, or in other words, this was exactly the effect she wanted to achieve.
The first question is over, and this is how the flower eater should treat her.
Instead of treating it with caution, there was some contempt and disdain.
Because of the first question, in addition to wanting to get an answer from the Flower Eater, Ran Ran also wanted to create a feeling for Him - the Cave of Terror did not value her.
Otherwise, how could she not know something as basic as the logic of the horror hole erosion.
She didn't know what He knew. Compared to her, He seemed more like an existence favored by the Terror Cave.
And when he was immersed in this feeling of doubt, uncertainty, and even a little arrogance, Ranran revealed the reality again and told him clearly that she was still the person he needed to please.
Whatever God does to please mortals must still happen to Him.
This doesn't have much effect, it just plays with the mentality of the flower eater.
There is an old Chinese saying that attacking the city is inferior to attacking the heart.
This is especially true when facing a being that is far stronger than oneself.
In terms of strength, there is an unbridgeable gap between the two, so mentality becomes the only breakthrough.
"Finding those three people has never been our fundamental goal. Taking back what belongs to us from them is."
"Speaking of this, you should know it, sir."
Ran Ran stared into the Flower Eater's eyes and said, "It was born from your world."
"The Terror Cave Consciousness used it as a reward and allowed the previous winner to bring it back to our world, thus sparking a scramble."
The Flower Eater was very interested. "The two parties fighting for this are the forces represented by the five of you who are visiting this time and the rest of the people?"
Ran Ran nodded, "That's right. The other side took this thing from us and modified it according to their ideas. We probably can't use it anymore, but we still have to make sure that the other side can't use it either."
"I think I understand." The Flower Eater said, but he looked embarrassed. "It's just that you are wrong, evil boy."
"The thing you two are fighting for does not come from my world, but is the condensation of the power of the Terror Cave consciousness. I cannot sense it, so naturally I cannot find it for you."
Ran Ran was shocked. "[Raw Materials] have nothing to do with your power? And they have nothing to do with the world power of you [Flower Eaters]?"
The Flower Eater shook his head. "Otherwise I would have sensed its presence."
"So that's how it is... I thought this thing was made by you, sir. I thought if we couldn't get it back from the butchers, you would make another one for us..."
"We are not without ways to deal with it if we return to our own world..." Ranran thought quickly.
I didn’t expect that the Flower Eaters had nothing to do with the [Original Materials]. What the Fear Cave gave them was a reward that even the gods could not interfere with.
This being the case, the strategy for dealing with flower eaters needs to be slightly adjusted.
The Flower Eater curled the corners of his lips as a recognition of Ran Ran's flattery, although Ran Ran had no intention of flattering him at all.
Ran Ran raised her eyes and observed the flower eater's expression calmly.
“That is to say, the Terror Cave only used its power to create the [raw material]…” Her speech speed quickened and her expression became more and more solemn.
"Pure dedication obviously goes against what I said before, subjective will or passive instinct. The Terror Cave Consciousness erodes the various worlds to gain power, so how could it do the opposite and send such a powerful force out..."
Ran Ran murmured in a low voice, "[Raw Material] can be transformed into anything, which means it can satisfy any desire of anyone..."
"Why would the Terror Cave want to do such an unprofitable deal?" The Flower Eater's expression immediately changed when he heard this. "Satisfy any desire? Is this something so powerful that you two are fighting for?"
"Yes, that is the incomparably powerful and pure power of the Terror Caves. My Lord, you have cooperated with the Terror Caves, so you should know how terrifying their power is."
Ran Ran sighed and said, "It's a pity that it has now become a tool to satisfy the butcher's desires."
The Flower Eater's eyes flickered. "Why not just snatch it away if we find it? I am a great god, the owner of the power of the Flower Eater world, how could I be unable to do anything to such a thing?"
“I always find a way to make it work for me.”
Ran Ran was delighted when he heard this and said, "It's good for you to have it in your hands, sir. You can use it to benefit your people, and our world won't have to worry about the Dawn Association becoming a hidden danger because of it."
"And compared to us, the [original materials] will definitely play a greater role in your hands."
"The knowledge of humans and gods is very different, so their perceptions are naturally different."
The more Ran Ran spoke, the more excited the flower eater became.
"What does that thing you're talking about look like?"
Ranran smiled secretly in her heart. As expected, she took the bait and started to pay attention to the [Original Materials]. It was true that desire was a weakness.
"It originally looked like a black cube. Now it has been transformed by the butchers. I don't know what it looks like."
The Flower Eater was even more impatient than Ran Ran, "Then why not find the butcher first?"
Ranran smiled with satisfaction.
The trick to getting others to do things for you willingly and without any effort is to transform your interests into their interests, so that they will jump out and get things done without even having to ask for their own advice.
This is what Ranran had read in the little black book. She never expected that it could also be applied to gods.
The Flower Eater waved his hand, and a book woven with vines suddenly appeared before his eyes, floating in the air and swaying slightly.
Ran Ran opened her eyes wide with curiosity, "Sir, are you going to use your power now?"
The Flower Eater had no time to care about Ran Ran. He was already overwhelmed by the frenzy, and his mind was filled with thoughts of finding the butcher and the black substance.
Right now!
If everything the evil child said was true, then between a little child whose importance and uniqueness were uncertain, and a powerful and definite force, He would know what to choose without even thinking.
What He pursued from the beginning to the end was to make Himself stronger.
If there is a way to achieve this goal directly without pleasing the terrifying cave consciousness, why doesn't He try it!
And the Flower Eater was certain that Ran Ran would not dare to lie to him.
He claims that his temper is not bad, but it is definitely not good either.
It is true that He will not kill evil children, but that does not mean He will let her friends go.
If the evil child cared about the lives of her friends, he believed she would not make such a wrong choice.
There is no good outcome for deceiving Him.
The Flower Eater turned the thick pages of the vine book in front of Ran Ran, and colorful flowers immediately grew along his pale finger joints and swayed on the pages.
This was a wonderful scene that Ranran had never seen before.
Although it was only the size of a square page of a book, she seemed to see countless flowers growing in it.
Ran Ran couldn't help but be curious and asked softly, "What is this?"
The Flower Eater suppressed the complacency in his brows and said, "The Book of Creation, those who grow in it are my people."
"A flower represents a person."
