Befriending The Most Powerful Person

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At this moment, Shao Ci remained oblivious to the events outside, still immersed in the inherited memory. It felt akin to watching a holographic movie in the first person, and Shao Ci even wished for popcorn to enhance the experience. Despite the incredible special effects and visuals, it seemed less advanced than the movies he had watched before.

The simulation of the first generation brave's feelings during that time made it more challenging. It felt like getting beaten while watching a movie, and Shao Ci couldn't help but wonder if the people in the temple knew about his thoughts during such a crucial inheritance, they might explode in anger.

Shao Ci keenly observed the demon king's moves, realizing his luck in the previous encounter. If the demon king had used these tactics against him, survival would have been nearly impossible.

After the first brave suffered merciless bombardment from the demon king, Shao Ci expected the inheritance to conclude. However, a new scene unfolded in front of his eyes after the screen went dark.

Maintaining the first-person perspective, Shao Ci couldn't clearly discern the relationship between the brave and the figure lying on the ground. Nevertheless, he saw a light shining ahead, and a person materialized next to the brave's body.

The person's appearance remained obscured, resembling a soft-filtered white ghost image. Shao Ci felt a jolt in his heart, guessing that this ghost was undoubtedly God.

In the next moment, the ethereal hand extended, gripping Shao Ci's hand. The surroundings brightened as a divine art, one of the spells he had learned, was cast. It was a complex healing spell capable of treating severe injuries. Shao Ci had never used it due to possessing self-healing abilities.

The realization struck him: if God used this healing technique, could one come back from death? However, considering the first-generation brave was directly killed by the demon king, any successful treatment should have left a record.

Confused, Shao Ci felt the healing effect, but it was vastly different from his expectations. Instead of the warmth he anticipated, an intense cold enveloped his body. He sensed a transfer of some power from his body to the other, causing the body to grow colder.

"Why..." Shao Ci uttered, hearing his own voice.

Then, everything plunged into darkness.

...

Shao woke up, feeling highly agitated. Drawing on his extensive reading and experiences across different worlds, he recognized the problem with this god choosing brave men to fight demons. Did the braves absorb the experiences of their predecessors after upgrading?

However, such scenes couldn't be taken lightly. Weren't they afraid of the braves running away?

Or perhaps, could they perceive deeper aspects beyond ordinary people due to their extraordinary connections?

Shao Ci preferred the latter.

Considering the current trend of being the god of light, he pondered on the originally positive tone of this story, yet it couldn't escape the clichés.

In the original text, Wendel didn't do anything commendable after defeating the demon queen. Nevertheless, that wasn't Shao Ci's concern.

After all, he was someone with ample experience facing villains. Even if he discovered explosive information, he swiftly adjusted his expression. When he opened his eyes, a pair of ice-blue eyes met his.

Shao Ci hesitated for a moment. "So, that..."

"Congratulations, you have successfully accepted the inheritance," the silver pope declared, standing up with a cold demeanor.