48 Hours a Day

Chronos was speechless.

Indeed, when he brought Zhang Heng out of the city under the ice, it was equivalent to helping the world solve an imminent crisis. However, now that the gods had fallen into such a tragic situation.., it was also related to him.

Outside the mansion in Pluto, the gods were all mourning for having to leave their homeland. No one was in the mood to settle old scores with him. When they reached the station, everyone was busy figuring out the current situation, so naturally, they couldn't care less about him, until now, GAIME, who had been missing for five months, showed up again.

Everyone regained their backbone. Their previously tense nerves relaxed a little, and they began to plan for their future lives. In addition, Chronos had taken the initiative to lead the conversation here, only then did the gods remember which bastard had tricked them into such a state.

Thus, everyone's gaze towards Kronos immediately became unfriendly.

Kronos knew that he was in the wrong, and he could not refute it. In fact, the reason why he did not want to enter the New World with the other gods was because he did not want to be blamed for his previous actions, however, he did not have a choice when his life was in danger.

Kronos knew very well that the reason why no one was looking for trouble with him was because the huge shadow of Cthulhu had always shrouded everyone. Once he got rid of the threat of the monster, he would be punished sooner or later.

However, Kronos did not expect this day to come so quickly. It was also his fault. He had guessed what Gaime was trying to do and was too angry. He could not hold himself back for a moment, causing trouble to come out of his mouth.

He knew that what he said next would be meaningless. It would only attract hatred towards himself. Therefore, he wisely chose to shut up and not speak anymore, however, he also believed that he was not the only one who could see what Kronos was trying to do. With him starting it, there would definitely be others who would follow up.

Kronos'guess was not wrong. Although the gods were very unhappy with what he had done previously, everyone still tried their best to suppress the anger in their hearts and turned their attention back to the current situation.

Pan again came forward, bowed to gaime on TV, and asked, "Dear god of games, can you help me? I'm sure you have your reasons for building such a unique functional area."

"Of course,"said Gaime, nodding, "I am also a god, so I naturally know what the shackles on the god's neck have been for a long time. Each of us has our own destiny, but this destiny is not chosen by ourselves. It has long been written into those legends and heroic poems. Even for a new God like me, who was not born for too long, our destiny is decided by the common will of most humans. It has something to do with everyone in this world, but it has nothing to do with us. This is the same whether it is the new God or the old God."

Gaime successfully made the gods in the "Station"fall into silence. Apparently, what he said just now had also hit the bottom of everyone's heart, but after a moment, Apollo, the Sun God, who looked a little embarrassed, raised his head again and said.

"This is a curse that each of us is born with, and it is also the source of our strength. We have nothing to complain about. We have lived like this for thousands of years. It is not that no one has tried it before, but the facts have proved that we can not change our fate by ourselves. I thought that this was already our consensus."

"You're right. In this era, even my old friends, the god of novels, and the god of new media, are unable to directly change their own destinies, let alone others. The only person I know who successfully changed his own destinies was also the one who made all the arrangements when he was still a human."

Gaime admitted, but then he changed the topic, "But that's all in the real world. In the game world, we can move freely. This has been proven repeatedly in previous dungeons."

"Are you referring to the dungeons that we created to select agents?"The evernight goddess Nix stepped forward and asked, "We can indeed influence the direction of the dungeons to a certain extent there. So, what do you mean? Do you want us to live in Your Game Forever? "But if this goes on, we will be forgotten by the humans sooner or later. For a long time, we have always been symbiotic with the humans. We satisfy their prayers and wishes, and they offer their faith and worship to us. So, although they need us, we can not leave them either."

"Of course, how can a perfect game only have aborigines?"Geim paused for a moment before announcing another piece of news. "So, I plan to open the game world to human players again."

However, his words caused another uproar, and this time, the uproar was even bigger than before.

"You plan to open the game world to human players again?"The god of Lego rolled his eyes, "Wait, maybe I should say something else. Do you plan to open up the game world again to those humans who have been corrupted by the spirit of the Master of the city under the ice? "For what? So that that guy can come in and kill us all?"

"Don't worry, the outside world will not be destroyed,"said Gaimu.

It would have been fine if he had not said this, but once he had said it, the gods immediately exploded.

Because to put it bluntly, the reason why everyone was willing to stay here and discuss the possibility of living here with GAM was that the world outside was about to be destroyed, so they had no choice.

Otherwise, as gods who had lived outside for hundreds or even thousands of years, they naturally didn't want to give up everything they had on that piece of land.

Meanwhile, GAIME seemed to have expected such a reaction from the gods. He patiently waited for the chaos to subside and the gods to calm down before continuing, "I said that the outside world will not be destroyed, but the premise is that all of you, including me, will stay here obediently."

"Why?"The God of awakening asked. Although the situation had reached a critical point, he still yawned, looking as if he could fall asleep at any time.

"Because I need to borrow your strength to leave it in this game world."

This time, the person who answered was not GAIME. When the gods looked towards the voice, the crowd that had finally calmed down began to panic again. No, more accurately, it was Panic! Moreover, this panic was growing exponentially.

Because, they saw a figure that they did not want to see no matter what.