Chapter 363 Pathfinder Desales
"That's impossible. Don't worry about it!" Oropas was a little annoyed, and he seemed to feel guilty.
"Hmm..." Sunan narrowed his eyes slightly after noticing the abnormality of Orobas. "Could it be that you are hiding something?"
He let go of his hand, stood up, and walked around Orobas, his eyes full of suspicion.
"...You didn't secretly give birth to the baby without telling me, did you?"
Having said this, Sunan was planning to cheat.
Get the corresponding answers by viewing the information recorded over the long river of time.
"Wait!" Seeing Sunan's actions, Oropas knew that this guy was going to behave like a "human" again, so he quickly spoke out to stop him.
"What? Are you going to admit it?" With a funny smile on his face, Sunan put his arm on Orobasi's shoulder again.
"... Never mind." Oropus was somewhat helpless. "This is what happens when you make friends carelessly."
"So..." Sunan didn't care about the meaning of Orobasi's words, but asked tentatively.
"You're right." Orobasi nodded slightly, and when he was about to say something, he was suddenly interrupted by Sunan.
"Did you really give birth to the child without telling us?" Su Nan's voice was a little loud, and full of surprise.
"..." Orobas's face darkened slightly, "How can it happen so quickly?"
"She's just an adopted daughter."
"...adopted daughter?" Su Nan was a little curious, "Who is it?"
"Secret." Orobasi smiled slightly and did not directly answer Sunan's question.
"Uh..." Sunan thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "Coral Palace·Heart Sea?"
"......?" Oropus, "How did you know?"
"You cheated again?"
"I didn't cheat this time." Su Nan's mouth twitched, and he was a little speechless, "Am I such a person in your heart?"
"Are you a human?" Oropas asked back.
"...No!" Su Nan.
"That's it." Oropus rolled his eyes, "So you must have cheated."
"Orobus, this era is not the same as the past. Most common people have communicators made by the Lemuria Sea Nation." Dikarapian said with a smile:
"So is there a possibility that your adopted daughter is more famous, so Olias would take her as the object of speculation."
"Hiss..." Orobas thought for a moment, "That seems to be the reason."
"I say... did any of you pay attention to me?" On the other side, Desales, who was hanging on the wall, said with a resentful tone: "You guys have been chatting for such a long time, but you didn't pay attention to me, right?"
"I'm still hanging on the wall! Can you put me down first before we talk about other things?"
Stare~
After he finished speaking, the three gods looked at him in silence.
"..."
"forget it."
Desales sighed inwardly and pretended to be obedient and closed his eyes.
Actually, his ears were pretty good...well, not so good anymore.
A magic circle that blocked out sounds appeared before his eyes, isolating all the information that was being communicated between Sunan and other gods.
"What are you going to do with this guy?" Oropas looked back at Desaleres, then at Sunan and Dikarapian.
"I've killed him once, that's enough. I'm too lazy to keep counting the rest. It's too much trouble."
"Just find a planet to exile to." Sunan said casually.
"It's also a good idea to keep hanging it on the wall." Diekarapian looked at Desales's clothes and the color of the wall and felt that they matched well.
Nice color, makes his tower even more perfect.
"No! Maybe we can throw it into the trash can?" Sunan suggested an idea, "and banish it to a corner of the universe. Who knows, a little gray-haired guy might pick it up one day."
"That little grey-haired guy would also drive his Thomas the Tank Engine around laying star tracks."
"I think I can take its parts apart and decorate my tower... these little embellishments can make my tower more perfect."
Diocletian proposed a different idea.
"Your opinion is not acceptable!" Sunan was a little unhappy, "That's too cruel!"
"Your idea is not good!" Dikarapian also objected, "Putting such an unreliable idea in the universe... Aren't you afraid that it will escape?"
"Yours is not good..."
"Yours is not good..."
For no apparent reason, the two started arguing.
"..." Oropus looked at the two people arguing in silence.
Good quarrel, got my brain spinning.
After looking around for a while and confirming that these two "idea kings" had no good ideas, Oropas sighed and interrupted their communication.
"How about letting him participate in a game in another universe?"
"It's a good opportunity to let him step on a landmine in advance and test the situation in another universe."
"You know, so far only Orias has traveled to another universe. For demon gods like us... we are not sure what the outcome will be after arriving in another universe."
"Great idea!" x2
When he finished speaking, Sunan and Dikarapian spoke at the same time.
"..." Orobasi frowned, "Did you two do this on purpose?"
"What happened between you and him is big, but also small." Su Nan said.
"There are some things we are not suitable to make suggestions on. After all, we still have a certain moral bottom line." Dikarapian nodded in agreement.
"You mean I have no moral bottom line?" Oropas was a little dissatisfied.
"Of course not." Sunan shook his head. "We just don't want to get ourselves into an inexplicable tangle, so we deliberately guide you and let you come up with the most appropriate suggestions."
"Now it seems that our cooperation is really good."
"..." Orobasi's brain began to work rapidly. After a few breaths, he silently raised his middle finger towards the two gods.
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Do what you say and never procrastinate.
When Orobas finished telling Sunan about the outcome of Desales's treatment, he removed the barrier that blocked out the sound.
"Have you finished discussing this?" Desales looked at the light screen disappearing in front of him and said lazily, "Have you discussed how to deal with me now?"
"Can you please let me down from the wall first?"
"Even if it kills me..."
boom!
All the restrictions and restraints on his body shattered, and Desales fell off the wall.
"...No! Do you really want to kill me?" Desales seemed to have misunderstood and said in surprise.
"How about you just hang me up again?"
"How about putting me down when you don't want to kill me anymore?"
"Who told you we were going to kill you?" Sunan looked at Desales with a strange expression, "Excessive imagination is a mental illness that needs treatment."
"So what do you mean...?" Desales asked tentatively.
"I'm asking you to take on an important responsibility." Dikarapian thought for a moment and answered.
"What duties?" Desales had a nagging feeling in his heart.
"Pathfinder!" Orobas added with a subtle smile.
"Pathfinder?" Desales's face was full of astonishment.
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