Before writing, Han Xinghai also confirmed that there was no paper on the statue.

"Sir God!" Just as Han Xinghai picked up his pen and wanted to write, Lu Hefeng suddenly shouted.

"Hmm?" Han Xinghai turned around and looked at Lu Hefeng.

"Sir, please look under your right foot."

"Under my right foot?" Han Xinghai was stunned and looked down at his feet.

"Yes, please lift your right foot!" Lu Hefeng's bright eyes looked particularly bright in the dim temple.

"Release my right foot..."

Han Xinghai subconsciously raised his right foot, and then the expression on his face became petrified again, because there were several words engraved on the stone slab under his feet: Where the God Envoy stepped on the right foot.

Incredible.

It's incredible!

"Sir God, do you still need to test it?" A naughty smile appeared on the corner of Lu Hefeng's mouth.

"Need not."

Han Xinghai returned with a wry smile and sat opposite Lu Hefeng. At this moment, he was already impressed by the little boy in front of him, just as he admired Dr. Luo Yi at the beginning.

"Come on, eat melon seeds, eat melon seeds." Lu Hefeng grabbed a handful of melon seeds next to him, leaned forward and put them in front of Han Xinghai.

"Kill melon seeds..."

Han Xinghai looked at Lu Hefeng and felt like his idol image was broken. The omniscient prophet was eating melon seeds in the temple, which was really a bit of a bad scenery and did not conform to the image of the prophet.

"Sir God, what else do you want to know?" Lu Hefeng asked while skillfully eating melon seeds.

"No more." Han Xinghai shook his head.

"No, the Lord God has at least three things to know." Lu Hefeng spit out the melon seeds and put them on the right to gather them together.

"But I really have nothing to know...you...do you know what is happening in Sky City now?"

"Sir God, first of all, you must understand that I am not really omniscient, just like you are a God who does not know the gods; secondly, I can know that your affairs took a long time to predict... By the way, I guess you have been to the ancestral hall of our orc tribe and saw the relief there?"

"Yes."

"Do you know how those reliefs came about?"

"have no idea."

"The things they predicted by their prophets in the past were not as simple as you thought, because predicting the future requires a price. The clearer the price, the greater the price."

"continue."

"What do you want to express?" Han Xinghai frowned and looked at the little boy in front of him.

"I'm afraid you have too high expectations for me."

"No. Tell me about Sky City!" Han Xinghai smiled.

"In the city of the sky, the Lord God's men had a rebellious heart, but he would not succeed."

"Wait, do you think it's my subordinate?" Han Xinghai was stunned.

"My Lord God, I told you at the beginning that I am not omniscient. I can only remind you in limited ways that I know nothing about the situation in the City of Sky, and that's all I can tell you."

"All you tell me is not to worry about my men's rebellion?"

"Yes, God's messenger."

"Oh...that is to say, I have two things left to know." Han Xinghai grabbed a melon seed and stuffed it into his mouth, but did not knock out the melon seed kernel, so he had to spit it in his hand.

"Yes."

"Two things... I think... I think... can you remind me?" Han Xinghai racked his brains.

"base."

"Base... do you know the base?" Han Xinghai widened his eyes and looked at Lu Hefeng with an incredible look on his face.

"I don't know." Lu Hefeng shook his head.

"and you……"

"I don't know, but I know that God has been confused by the Lord, and I can also remind you in my way."

"explain."

"God envoy, the Source Star is very big, but compared with the entire universe, the Source Star is as insignificant as a firefly in front of the sun and the moon. The answer you are looking for in your heart will take a long time to know, and it is possible to spend your whole life." Lu Hefeng's voice was slow, and the light of wisdom flashed in his eyes.

"I do not understand."

"Sir God's Envoy, aren't you just looking for the doubts in your heart when you come to the Orc Tribe?"

"What are my doubts?" Han Xinghai was stunned.

"Sir God, I don't know, I'm only responsible for solving the doubts. In fact, I don't understand what I'm talking about." Lu Hefeng pursed.

"Ahem..."

"Sir God, you are the chosen son of God, and you will understand in the future."

"Well, three things, two of you said, and what is the last one?"

"one person."

"one person?"

"Yes, a woman."

"A woman..." Han Xinghai's body shook.

"She is lonely, helpless, and lonely. God's messenger, she needs you very much."

"You...you...you...do you...you know who she is?" Han Xinghai became stuttering.

"I don't know, Lord God."

"You are the prophet."

"But I only know this."

"She...she really needs me?" Han Xinghai looked a little nervous.

"Yes, she needs you very much. But..."

"But how?"

"Between you... puff..." Lu Hefeng suddenly turned sideways out, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. In an instant, his originally rosy face turned pale without any blood. His body sitting cross-legged on the sacred platform was also shaking, as if he would fall at any time.

Han Xinghai didn't say anything, summoned a pack of tissues from the space ring and handed them to Lu Hefeng.

"Sorry." Lu Hefeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Han Xinghai with a pair of unscrupulous eyes.

"Is there any problem?" Han Xinghai was a little nervous because it was related to Su Ruo.

"have."

"Say." Han Xinghai's heart beats wildly.

"I don't have the ability to predict more details about the matter between you."

“No reminder?”

"Uh...uh...it's what happened before...I can't say anything anymore, sorry." Lu Hefeng covered his mouth, as if he was trying hard to restrain himself from squirting blood.

"Thank you." Han Xinghai was inexplicably heavy.

"My Lord God, I have done my best."

"I understand. Thank you!" Han Xinghai thanked again.

"My Lord God, it's your turn."

"It's my turn...what does it mean?"

"Please read your oracle!"

"Ahem... you also said to me, I don't know about the gods, so how can I read the oracle? Well, I'll tell you the truth. I'm not a god envoy at all, I'm just an ordinary person in the seven major star fields, and I'm still growing up on a very backward planet." Han Xinghai said with a wry smile.

"Sir God, do you think the reliefs in the ancestral hall were played by the prophets?" Lu Hefeng sat upright and looked at Han Xinghai with a serious look on his face.

"But I am not a God's messenger."

"No, no! Lord God Messenger, you will never be wrong with being the God Messenger of our orc tribe, because this is something that countless generations of prophets have determined. As for you who do not recognize your identity as God Messenger, it is not important. What is important is that we need your oracle."

"But I don't have an oracle." Han Xinghai felt a little amused.

"Say a few words, it's okay to suggest it."

"A few words...this...what do you want to ask?"

"Everyone who comes from the heart can be said, as long as the God envoy says it, it is an oracle!" Lu Hefeng's tender cheeks showed an indescribable seriousness, which was completely different from his image of eating melon seeds.

"Orc tribe... I personally recommend that the orc tribe should not be self-confidenced, but should be exposed to the culture of Sky City. If you still repulse as before, you will soon be abandoned." Han Xinghai thought for a while.

"Why was abandoned?" Lu Hefeng paused and asked.
To be continued...