"Fatty!" Ling Luoyu pressed his shoulder thoughtfully, tilted his head, and a strange color faded out of his eyes: "You said... from the moment you were born, were you called the Lord of God?"

The Lord of God affirmed again: "Yes! Since I have memories, my name is Lord of God. From childhood to adulthood, I have only this one name!"

Feng Chenglin was speechless: "...Are you, the Lord of God, been working as a Lord of God for a long time, and even your ancestors have forgotten? Who is born to be called Lord of God? Why don't you call him the Lord of God?"

"I really call God Lord. Everyone around me calls me like this... I have never had a second name since I was a child!"

"Then your parents also call you the Lord of God, what ancestors do you call them?"

"I don't have a father and mother!" The Lord of God looked very calm: "I grew up with two nannies since I was born. Of course, there are some people who serve me. They all call me Lord of God! Many years later, I realized that I am not the only one in this world called Lord of God..."

"Nonsense, of course you are not the only one, you are a fake," Feng Chenglin gave him a big roll of his eyes and yelled in anger: "There is also a real god master who is taking a pit there!"

"It seems that he didn't mean that," Ling Luoyu interrupted Feng Chenglin and thoughtfully: "Do you want to say that there are many, many men who are the same as you... also called the Lord of God?!"

The divine Lord Feng Chenglin nodded heavily in his dumbfounded gaze.

"Yes, I'm not just one, many, many, so many, so many that I don't know how many..."

Feng Chenglin:...

Damn it!

What's going on?

Mass production?

"You, did you say that the Lord God, the Lord God himself created many false Lords, and just like this... raised from childhood to adulthood?"

"It's not a false god master, it should be a substitute!" Ling Luoyu suddenly walked towards the god master and looked at his face thoughtfully: "I can't see your facial features clearly in this way, but I can guess that you should look similar to the god master, right?"

Otherwise, he would not have been able to impersonate the God Lord for so long, and no one could see the clues.

"Yes, not only I look the same as him, but all the people named God Lord look the same as him. Well, to be precise, they should be all of us, they all look the same, they are his substitutes..."

Feng Chenglin didn't turn around for a while: "How is it possible? How can there be so many people in the world who are the same?"

"On course, I will definitely not look like that, but there is a kind of surgery in this world called plastic surgery... As long as you want, I can make you into anyone!"

Feng Chenglin was incredible and slowly opened his mouth wide: "San Young Master... Are you serious or fake?"

"If you want, I can turn you into my face, not disguised, but use a knife, one after another, cutting bones and flesh on your face. Slowly, little by little, after many times, turning your appearance into my current face, not a one-time, but into my face forever!"

"There is such a technique in the world?" Feng Chenglin subconsciously touched his face and gasped in pain: "Slicing bones and cutting meat? It's not done at once. It has to be done many times. Then, doesn't that hurt?"
Chapter completed!