Cook God was cooking while chatting casually. His cooking thod was also extrely bizarre. He blew fire from his nose to grill the at while continuously clapping his hands to swap the positions of the at pieces.
Of course, not every spot was grilled perfectly. Any piece of at that Cook God didn’t like the look of, he’d imdiately swing out a sword aura and just slice it away.
Speaking of levels, Michael rembered so basic knowledge the system had just taught him not long ago. According to Cook God, this world was very rule-based. Lifespans could be calculated, so energy definitely could be calculated too.
He had witnessed a battle between demigods up close and heard them talk about calculating the enemy’s remaining energy. If, during a fight, you knew how much energy the enemy had left, it was equivalent to knowing how many weapons the enemy had hidden in modern warfare.
"Every contractor’s energy increases with each level, so how is it calculated?"
Here was a god with deep knowledge of the continent, so Michael wouldn’t miss the chance to learn. Who knew? Maybe he’d pick up so lost secret technique that could quickly boost his power—then he’d hit the jackpot.
"Huh? Why’s a god interested in that kind of junk? What do you need to calculate the energy of those small fries for? A god’s energy is drawn from the world, so you can get hurt in a fight, but you won’t run out of energy..."
Pausing for a mont, Cook God started reminiscing about his pri. Back then, when he fought, he wiped out so species on the continent.
"Any god can just spam techniques without worry. We still need cooldown ti, but basically, we don’t have to worry about energy. But the pity is we don’t have ultimate techniques as strong as demigods do.
Maybe it’s the world’s balance. Exactly because we’re this strong, Heaven arranged it so now there aren’t any gods freely roaming the continent causing havoc anymore."
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You think you’re not strong enough already? If your ultimate technique was as strong as a demigod’s, wouldn’t you just be able to shave off the planet’s crust?
Michael couldn’t help but curse in his mind at Cook God’s "little dream." With a god’s level of power, if his ultimate technique got a huge boost like in Rias’ case, then the whole continent would definitely be facing the apocalypse.
Besides, he paid special attention to the word "Heaven". He felt like this wasn’t a god, but sothing above even gods.
According to Cook God, the reason no one could see gods on the continent today was because Heaven had stepped in to intervene.
"Who exactly is Heaven?"
Unable to hide his curiosity, Michael imdiately asked for info about this special na. If in the future he could have Heaven’s power... Ha ha ha, being invincible is so lonely...
The corner of Cook God’s mouth twitched. In this space, every thought Michael had, even if unspoken, he could sense.
He himself didn’t expect that just by ntioning Heaven’s existence, Michael was already dreaming that big. The key point was he didn’t even understand what Heaven’s abilities were, yet he was already thinking about having Heaven’s power.
"Heaven isn’t a who. Heaven doesn’t have power. Heaven is the embodint of the world’s rules. Gods are born from rules, so rules are indeed above gods.
But Heaven is just an external representative to communicate with gods, so it itself can’t be considered sothing higher than gods. So get rid of those crazy thoughts. You can’t obtain power from sothing that doesn’t have any power."
Michael was a bit embarrassed, scratching his head when his thoughts were exposed. Of course, he wasn’t really that surprised since this wasn’t the first ti soone had read his mind.
"Ha ha ha, how embarrassing..."
Of course, he wasn’t too embarrassed. Anyway, soone with a desire to improve had nothing to be ashad of.
"Oh, by the way, among the gods, how strong are you? Are you the strongest?"
Michael didn’t really expect Cook God to be the world’s invincible champion. What he wanted to know was whether there was a huge gap in power among the gods. If they were all roughly equal, like the gap between demigods, then there was nothing to fear.
"Any god on the continent, when fighting each other, it’s just a draw. If you want to kill a god, you have to trade your own soul for it. As for other beings, no need to worry. Worst-case scenario, five or seven demigods or sothing team up to trade your life."
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A god can be killed by demigods? Dying isn’t a big deal? You’ve lived for millions of years so you’re tired of living, but Michael wasn’t tired of living yet.
Michael wanted to imdiately question this, but before he could ask anything, Cook God directly revealed a huge secret to him.
"As long as you’re not destroyed by another god sacrificing their soul, no matter how many tis a god’s body gets killed, they will resurrect in the future.
But the ti is a bit long, at least a few hundred thousand years. Of course, you won’t have issues like mory loss because ti in your mind is paused until you resurrect."
This information was extrely appealing to Michael. If he reached the level of a god in this world, moving through other worlds would be way easier.
If in the future so wisher wished for him to take down powerful enemies, he could just live it up and fight with everything he had. Since he couldn’t die and wouldn’t feel anything for a few hundred thousand years, everything would just be like the blink of an eye.
"Ha ha ha ha... So when are you gonna give the power? Hurry up, I wanna try out a god’s power."
"Don’t rush. Don’t you want to try so at from an extinct animal?"
Cook God said as he tossed a slab of dragon at, grilled to ’rare,’ straight toward Michael. The slab of at was as big as a house, moving as fast as a plane, giving Michael quite a scare.
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