Super Righteous Player-Chapter 1192 - 233 I Have Read and Agree to the Above Terms (Two in One)_2
Chapter 1192: Chapter 233 I Have Read and Agree to the Above Terms (Two in One)_2
Annan casually asked, "Would you like to come with me?"
"...I could."
Naifertali hesitated slightly, turning her head to look at Alfonso lying on the bed.
Alfonso let out a snort of laughter: "There’s no need to worry about me, Neve. I’m not as weak as you think... This situation is much better than when I had to forcibly use the sacred remains. I still possess some transcendent powers, so at least taking care of myself won’t be an issue."
"...Then, I still want to go see Niusel."
Naifertali said softly.
Alfonso smiled gently: "Go ahead, Neve. I know you’ve been wanting to go... You’ve been home for a few weeks now, and every day you seem distracted.
After all, you usually have to patrol the city districts too. I can take care of myself during the day just as well as at night, there’s no need for you to worry about me."
Hearing this, Naifertali also let out a sigh of relief.
But she still complained subconsciously: "When that fool was here, I barely handled the affairs at the Sporogenesis Mill. I always stayed at home studying rituals...
"Now that Niusel doesn’t have the leisure to wander around the Sporogenesis Mill, I can only come out and listen to the residents’ demands. End up dealing with forgotten keys, broken items, or else they are arguing with someone... All these trivial matters keep me so busy."
"I don’t even know how Niusel handled all these things. I always thought his job was nothing more than strolling around the city, wandering the streets for a few hours. Now I can’t even begin to understand how he managed to persist..."
"The Sporogenesis Mill only has so many people. But I’ve been busy dealing with issues from nine in the morning until five or six in the afternoon, sometimes even working overtime until after six..."
After all, for the Underground City, aside from roles like judges and police... the primary job of a Digger is actually that of a community manager.
And a community manager never complains about having too little work.
After all, there are just too many miscellaneous tasks...
The low relocation costs in the Underground City make moving to another city almost as simple as leaving a group chat.
A crowded city may not necessarily be prosperous, but a city with too few people will surely become lifeless... Where people are willing to move to, is all about the reputation that spreads by word of mouth.
Only by helping residents solve these little problems, can they live comfortably and not entertain the thought of moving normally.
"But this isn’t really a big problem."
Annan added: "Once you’ve signed a contract with me and become my messenger, you can teleport back to the Sporogenesis Mill anytime you want through a simple, no-consumable ritual.
"We can use this ritual to teleport to the Bone-nurturing Ground, and I can teach you how to use it. They’ve set up a teleportation point there too... We don’t have to take the subway and can get there and back quickly."
"Is it really that convenient!"
Naifertali was somewhat astonished: "Doesn’t that mean... oh, I see."
She suddenly realized why Annan’s subordinates were able to "appear suddenly" and then "disappear suddenly."
It was this ability.
Afterward, Annan materialized a book that shined with a brilliant glow, purely white.
It looked like pure white marble with gold decorations that were carved out and resembled clocks or magical formations.
Annan had always thought that the full version of the Book of the Celestial Chariot looked a bit like the Final Codex: Ego — that is, the appearance of the ancient martial scholar from the baboons.
It just emitted a bright pure white light.
And the process of signing a contract with Annan involved Naifertali placing her hand on the open page of the book and swearing allegiance to the Charioteer in any form of words.
Afterward, a complex ritual was actually necessary.
Annan had to ask the other party thirteen heart-probing questions amid the chant of the holy hymn and the overflow of holy light. Then, after the other party provided their true innermost answers; Annan would list thirteen extreme scenarios they might face, and the other party must respond with their own approach.
If all is passed, then Annan would proceed with thirteen declarations, reciting a sentence, to which the other party must reply with "I am willing" or "I agree," almost like a wedding...
Annan found it not only cumbersome, but also an invasion of privacy—it could lay the groundwork for some hidden trouble. Even if the other person might not mind, Annan’s prejudgment of "complete understanding" would still affect his view of the person.
If it’s someone he really knows well, it’s another matter. But with someone like Naifertali, it’s not quite appropriate. fгeewebnovёl.com
Thus, Annan made localized improvements and optimizations to the ritual, ensuring that people from any cultural background could easily complete it.
"I am a follower of sublimation, walking the path of sublimation! I am a disciple of the Celestial Chariot... I am one of the six hundred stars that follow the Chariot. I shall follow the Charioteer in descending from the heavens to the Merkabah Hall..."
Naifertali was already a very capable Ritualist.
She was well-informed about the Book of the Celestial Chariot, so without needing Annan to teach her, she recited the oath to the Celestial Chariot on her own.
After that.
— A translucent frame suddenly popped up before her eyes, densely filled with various terms and conditions that could be scrolled through by thought. There was also a slider on the right, indicating the position she was looking at.
Although Naifertali wasn’t very knowledgeable about the law, she was a learned person. She flipped through the contract several times, at least two-thirds of which were parts explaining the terms... In what remained, under the prohibited actions, there were only a few emphases:
One is not to use the Power of the Chariot to actively invade Otherworlds; one cannot commit evils in any world in the name of the Chariot’s Messenger; one must not disclose information about the Chariot and other Messengers of the Chariot; and under any worldview, one must not oppose the Chariot and other Messengers of the Chariot.
This puzzled Naifertali.
Could the Power of the Chariot really reach other worlds?
Is it referring to the Dream Realm or the Curse Realm?
Hopefully not the Light Realm... or is it, the world inhabited by Annan’s bizarre subordinates?
Naifertali carefully examined the other clauses.
Besides those, there were some rules that she would definitely abide by.
Such as striving to follow the laws and regulations, maintaining a lifestyle akin to ordinary people, avoiding seeking death intentionally, and so on... all seemed to Naifertali like some inexplicably strange rules.
— Could there really be people who take pleasure in dying and coming back to life?
In the section regarding permissions, it listed the permissions she had to grant Annan.
As the Chariot’s Messengers are the eyes of the Charioteer, Annan has the right to access her vision at all times; she needs to store her soul inside the Book of the Celestial Chariot, and if Annan enters combat, she also needs to merge temporarily with others to become a part of Annan’s strength.
Furthermore, she is required to allow Annan to confirm and modify her level and status at will—these are the necessary preparations that come with the ability to resurrect at will.
The form of immortality represented by "resurrection at will" was indeed tempting to Naifertali.
Moreover, according to the terms, if she signed this contract, she would also receive the bonus effect of Eternal Youth. And it would also allow her to adjust her own sense of pain... this too, was very tempting to Naifertali.
If in the future, Niusel changed his mind, not indulging in their world just for the two of them, but wanting to have children...
Then, Naifertali saw at the bottom of the document the line "I have read and agree to the terms above."
She pondered for a moment, ticked the box, and clicked "Accept."
— This self-service ritual was instantly established and completed.
Naifertali didn’t even have time to marvel at how simple the ritual Annan had devised was...
She immediately felt her soul being tugged and sucked into the Book of the Celestial Chariot.
Naifertali’s physical body turned into light in an instant—then reassembled back together before she even realized it, in the blink of an eye.
It was but a moment.
In that instant... Naifertali keenly realized that she was no longer human.
But truly... an Angel.
"So now my name is... [Player], right?"
Naifertali nodded with full confidence: "I think I have fully understood the responsibilities of being a player. I am also ready to take on any job."
"I think, if you have that thought, it shows you still don’t understand."
Annan remarked.
