There's something I don't want to ask, because I'm afraid I won't have a chance."
Cai Gen said something cool, which did not match the tense and dignified atmosphere at the scene.
"What's the matter? Tell me quickly. I haven't left yet."
"Brother Tian, why does the god of suffering call you Sunday?
Logically speaking, your Tianhao clan, as a lineage of witch ancestors, should have a more Chinese name.
Even if it doesn't have a quaint name, it should at least be similar.
Didn't your entire Sunday seem a bit nondescript?
It's like a pot of good soup mixed with a smelly fish.
When you see other witch ancestors, are you embarrassed to say hello?"
It seemed that he had been suppressing it for a long time, and finally asked, Cai Gen died without regrets.
"No, you seem to have left a last message. Is this what you're asking?"
"Ah, what else?"
"I'm really convinced. I know that the god of suffering has crazy genes, and your mental illness is even more serious.
The reason why I am called Sunday is because before I took the mission in the Egyptian world, I was sent by the God of Bitterness to the Sumerian world as an undercover agent.
In the Sumerian world, I am the sun god.
According to the calendar of the Sumerian world, the moon goes around once for exactly one week.
And the day that represents the sun god happens to be Sunday.
Because the god of suffering has touched many worlds and there are too many sun gods, they always have the same name.
Therefore, he used the unique name of the Sumerian world, and I called it Sunday.
According to the God of Ku, the name is just a code name.
As long as it's unique and spreadable, it's fine.
There are billions of worlds, hundreds of pantheons, and countless gods, but I am the only one named Sunday.
And, since I called Sunday.
The gain this name brought me has allowed me to fully master the rules of the wind.
After all, in many world rules, names are unique and are also energy carriers.
Multiple people with the same name will share the energy and become more than unique.
That’s why I became the leader of the Tianhao clan.”
Cai Gen felt like he had been opened to a new world.
"Ah? Does the name still have this effect?"
"Ah? Don't you know?
Name is the most mysterious attribute of an individual.
The power contained even exceeds the skin.
Everyone knows that the master is called the God of Bitterness, but who knows what the God of Bitterness is called?
Who knows the true name of the God of Pain?"
yes.
Cai Gen has never thought about this problem.
"It is said that after every suffering god is born, he has his own inherited surname and unique name.
I heard the God of Bitterness say that only by getting your own surname and first name can you get your inheritance and become a complete person.
A god of suffering without a surname or a name is not a complete god of suffering, but incomplete.
Don’t you know this?
Damn it, am I talking too much?
Did the God of Bitterness hide it from you on purpose?"
Only by getting the surname and first name can you get the inheritance of the God of Bitterness.
Cai Gen ignored the threat of the golden ray in the air and slapped his thigh hard.
As the old saying goes, curiosity is the driving force for human progress.
Normally, Cai Gen’s curiosity is a kind of bad taste.
Didn't it play a big role today?
How could we have discovered such a big secret if we weren't curious about Sunday's name.
“Shit, shit, shit.
I said why am I such a waste?
I said I always felt like something was wrong.
It turns out that I didn’t click on attribute points, so I just went out to kill monsters.
Everything makes sense, and I finally know where the difference is.
Brother Tian, your information is so important.
I want to know now, what is my name?
You must tell me.
I'm so old, I forgot to give me the instructions."
Such enthusiastic questioning was met with silence.
And there was continuous silence.
The silence made Cai Gen almost go crazy.
"Brother Tian, talk to me, I won't keep your black account, your name will never appear on the black account.
Is it okay? Is it interesting enough?"
"Cai Gen, we haven't been in contact for long.
We have no friendship, but we are in the same group.
Logically speaking, I have always had great confidence in the work of God of Ku.
But after meeting you, I felt a little discouraged?
I always feel like there is no hope and I have been working hard for so many years in vain.”
Only a fool can't hear that Sunday is burying Cai Gen.
Cai Gen couldn't reply, so he could only coax him.
"Oh, Brother Tian, I am stupid, but I am motivated.
Hurry up and tell me my name."
"Hey, have you lost your memory?
How could the god of suffering tell me such an important secret?
Surnames are inherited, first names are unique.
What is your name, you ask me?
Don’t say stupid things, okay?”
The expectations in his eyes dimmed instantly, and Cai Gen was disappointed.
I am really talking stupidly.
Since the uniqueness of the name is so important, how could the god of suffering tell others about it?
"Cai Gen, do you know how the Pengte world collapsed?
Of course, there are many reasons for crashes.
But the most important point is that Emperor Punt named the world after himself.
His true name was exposed in advance, and he lost the support of his name as his final trump card.
Of course, a world blessed with the power of names will run more smoothly.
But when the world is on the verge of collapse, Pengte himself will be trapped.
After all, his name is tied to the world.
Based on Ponte's experience, I hope that after you get your name back, you must protect it.
You can't tell others about the knife holder on your neck, unless you have the consciousness of Emperor Pengte."
Um?
When Cai Gen heard this, he fell into deep thought.
Punte and the God of Bitterness are inextricably linked.
The biggest thing they have in common is that they are both cute little ones.
Could it be that the surname passed down by the God of Bitterness is called Xi?
By analogy, although there are many people named Cai Gen in the world.
However, there is only one god of suffering named Cai Gen, and he is also unique.
Coupled with the inherited surname, it's fine.
Then, Cai Gen's eyes lit up, and his real name as the god of suffering should be.
“Thin Cai Gen”
Because he was so excited, Cai Gen actually said it loudly.
It was too late to cover my mouth.
I quickly looked around to see if anyone had listened.
Fortunately, everyone is watching him.
His eyes were full of confusion, and he really couldn't understand why Cai Gen wanted to laugh at himself.
Besides, at such an urgent moment, is it necessary to discuss the coarse and detailed issues?
At the critical moment, Xiao Tmall broke the awkward atmosphere.
"Master, don't worry so much.
No matter what you are, we love you.
Even if the world is destroyed, our love will not diminish one bit."
As a result, the atmosphere became even more awkward.
Cai Gen just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in, and just wanted to find an excuse to be vague.
He was suddenly startled.
I was extremely frustrated instantly.
Nothing happened to me.
There is no return of the gods, no earth-shattering, no gorgeous special effects.
Nothing at all.
It seems that Cai Gen is not his own name.
After all, I just want to keep it simple. You can't get this name right just by blindly analyzing it.
"Okay, just look at the present first.
Never let La take back all the builds.
I'm going to Wind Whisper."
Sunday’s last reminder brought Cai Gen back from his chagrin to the cruel reality.
"Everyone must stop the sun god Ra.
We cannot let him take away the super-era relics."