The Ordinary Me is Worshipped as a Deity by the Extraordinary Them - Chapter 128.1

Ever since his last conversation with Castor about research-related topics, Su Li had developed a habit of staring at the blood vessels on the back of his hand while daydreaming.

How to put it…

Although Su Li knew that Castor wouldn’t actually do it, he strangely found himself imagining being put on a research table to have his blood drawn and tissues sampled.

Well… blood drawing would be fine, but tissue sampling wasn’t necessary.

“Lord Su Li’s expression has seemed a bit off these past few days,” Egbert said with a grave look as he watched Su Li sitting on the living room sofa, staring at the back of his hand in a daze.

“If I were to ask Lord Su Li what he’s thinking about right now, do you think I’d get a straight answer rather than being brushed off?” Egbert’s behavior shifted from peeking around the kitchen door to a serious demeanor.

“When has Su Li ever brushed you off?”

Lan Zhe found the former Son of Light increasingly annoying, to the point where even his cooking motions grew heavier.

“If you really want to know, go ask him yourself. Stop bothering me here.”

Lan Zhe glanced at Egbert from the corner of his eye, who seemed completely unaware of how annoying he was being.

“But I don’t want Lord Su Li to think I’m always trying to probe his inner thoughts.”

Egbert felt that would disappoint Su Li, which was absolutely unacceptable.

“You want to know what he’s thinking, but you don’t want to ask him directly, and you don’t even want him to know you’re wondering what he’s thinking…” Lan Zhe put down his pot and sincerely asked, “Are you sick in the head?”

“If you are, don’t come to me. I treat physical injuries, not idiocy.”

Egbert, skilled in selective hearing, transformed Lan Zhe’s string of complaints into thin air. He continued on his own. “Lord Su Li is staring at his hands, perhaps contemplating his own growth. After all, as one ages, the size of one’s hands gradually changes.”

“But I feel it can’t be that simple…”

While Egbert fell into deep thought, Lan Zhe’s gaze settled heavily on the pot in his hand. He contemplated whether Su Li would still get to eat dinner today if he smashed the pot over Egbert’s head.

He regretfully concluded that if he did so, Su Li would probably have to buy rock-hard bread from the grocery store near the city gate—the kind that could leave a bump if hit against someone’s forehead.

Better not torture the boy’s teeth.

Egbert remained oblivious to the Dark Holy Son’s mercy as his mind was filled with theories about what Su Li might be contemplating.

“I’ve got it!”

Egbert had a sudden revelation.

“What have you got?” Lan Zhe turned off the stove and quietly watched Egbert’s performance.

“Lord Su Li isn’t looking at his hand at all. After your building and his were connected, Euphia had someone build a special window between the two buildings. Now, the light from that window shines directly on Lord Su Li when he sits on the sofa.”

“So what Lord Su Li must be seeing is the things in this city, and…”

“And what?” Lan Zhe silently observed as Egbert’s imagination ran wild.

“And whether there’s a need to make this city better.”

“Hands are a very important part of a person. Most actions and tool usage require hands, so rather than just looking at his hands, he’s looking through them at what lies beyond.”

Lan Zhe thought Egbert was delusional. “Have you considered that Su Li might simply have found a new way to space out?”

Egbert only replied. “You just don’t understand Lord Su Li.”

“Bullsh*t,” Lan Zhe said angrily. “Want to bet if I go ask Su Li what he’s thinking right now, his answer will be completely different from what you’ve said?”

Lan Zhe stared at Egbert with a mocking look.

Egbert shook his head. “I don’t believe you.”

Lan Zhe checked the cooling food, called for Roy and Mark to plate it, and immediately headed to the hall.

Then, he indeed asked Su Li why he was looking at his hand.

“You’ve been staring at your hand lately. Is something bothering you?”

Lan Zhe inquired.

“Nothing’s bothering me.”

Su Li pulled back his hand; he certainly wasn’t about to tell Lan Zhe that he was contemplating having himself dissected for research.

“Then is there some deeper meaning behind you looking at your hand?” Lan Zhe pressed.

“Not really.”

Lan Zhe continued. “Are you looking at your hand as a way to see other things that aren’t physically present?”

Su Li was silent for a moment, then nodded.

That wasn’t far off; he was indeed imagining the scene of drawing his own blood with a syringe.

Lan Zhe gritted his teeth and glanced at Egbert behind him, whose non-existent tail seemed to be spinning and jumping with excitement. His expression darkened as he asked, “And are the things you’re seeing related to something heavy?”

Su Li fell into contemplation.

He didn’t know how to answer this question. If he said it wasn’t heavy, well, wanting to dissect himself for research wasn’t exactly normal. And anything abnormal did feel somewhat heavy. But was it truly heavy…?

Not really.

The desire to dissect himself for research was simply to accelerate the progress of alchemy tools research for the restriction of elements.

Additionally, Su Li was curious about his own peculiarities compared to this world’s common knowledge.

To be fair, when Euphia had chased after Egbert before, she had snapped her fingers once and fire appeared behind her in clusters, resembling meteors at a glance.

That was cool.

With this in mind, Su Li deliberately emphasized his tone and said, “For others, it might seem somewhat heavy, but for me, it’s not heavy.”

–Not heavy, my foot.

By now, Lan Zhe was ignoring Egbert’s confident expression beside him.

Although he didn’t want to admit it, Lan Zhe now truly felt that Egbert’s guess might be correct.

However, as he looked at Su Li sitting on the sofa with a calm expression, showing no obvious signs of distress or discomfort, his irritation suddenly subsided.

He was like a successful person who had suddenly gained an understanding of reality after experiencing countless challenges.

The rational young man often didn’t view things that could harm him as actual harm.

Thinking this way, the Dark Holy Son gave up questioning Su Li on various topics and shifted to a new one.

“What are you planning to do recently?”

Lan Zhe brought some heavy matters directly to the table.

“The existence of higher-level monster beasts and their related civilizations will eventually need to be disclosed to the other residents in the city. Regardless of how everyone views this fact, informing them is inevitable.”

“Secondly, you’ve been thinking about freeing Sadina City from Amikbi, haven’t you? Establishing a new national system? I’m sure you’ve considered this. Not actively mentioning it, like temporarily withholding the facts from the public, is out of consideration for their feelings, right?”

“Being too cautious doesn’t seem like the person who once dared to make a decision and directly run to a completely unfamiliar city with just a few people.”

As he spoke, Lan Zhe wore a thoughtful expression.

Su Li stared fixedly at Lan Zhe, blinking repeatedly despite his efforts to control it.

This conversation seemed to have nothing to do with his hand-staring daydream from any perspective.

Additionally…

“What else have you been thinking about?”

Su Li just wanted to see what other outlandish ideas the Dark Holy Son could come up with.

Hearing this, Lan Zhe figured Su Li was implicitly confirming his previous statements.

He answered, “Besides these, there’s only the multi-person elemental transfer and condensation experiment, the plan to destroy the Church of Light, the transformation of the Dark Church, instigating internal strife within the Amikbi royal family, dragging down those nobles, suppressing the emerging development forces in other cities, and finally, unifying them with absolute dominance, then proceeding to explore monster beast civilization with national strength.”

After thinking for a moment, Lan Zhe added, “That’s roughly it.”

“Roughly?” Su Li was bewildered.

Lan Zhe had a matter-of-fact expression. “That’s right.”

Su Li: ………………………………

“No matter how you look at it, that’s not ‘roughly.'”

The information was so overwhelming that one might think Lan Zhe, who had just been cooking in the kitchen, could pull out a knife the next second, go to the battlefield, chop down the king, wage war with the Church of Light, and afterward establish a new force to crown himself king.

It was…

Absurd yet somehow normal.

Perhaps because the people of the Dark Church had indeed left Su Li with this profound impression that abnormality was their normality.

Lan Zhe: “I actually thought about providing a brief report or something. But on second thought, I figured you probably already know all this, so this is just a rough outline. After all, if it’s you, you’ve likely already thought about what comes after—how humans should defend against higher-level monster beasts.”

Su Li was stumped.

He tried to refute. “I’m not, I haven’t.”

But Lan Zhe’s new question caught Su Li by the throat.

“Then tell me you haven’t made any preparations to resist higher-level monster beasts.”

Su Li… Su Li couldn’t refute that.

After all, his desire to dissect himself was because higher-level monster beasts were too destructive. Without strong countermeasures, the only option was to rely on supernatural advantages.

That day, until he went to bed, Su Li couldn’t figure out how his habit of staring at his hand while daydreaming had any connection to everything Lan Zhe had said.

Until a few days later, Su Li suddenly discovered that “Nobody Understands Lord Su Li Better Than Me” had started trending in Sadina City.

And it had evolved from one book into two.

Simply put, “Nobody Understands Lord Su Li Better Than Me 2.0” had appeared. Unlike version 1.0’s various reading comprehensions, 2.0 described more of the profound meanings behind Su Li’s certain behaviors and actions.

Qi was puzzled about this.

“I haven’t even fully understood Mr. Egbert’s 1.0, how did a 2.0 with deeper behavioral interpretations suddenly appear?”

“Looking at Hands” – he wasn’t looking at hands at all, but at the future that humanity was destined to hold in its palm.

While the various reading comprehensions in the previous 1.0 were somewhat understandable to Qi, 2.0 was…

It was ridiculous. If looking at hands equated to holding humanity’s future in one’s palm, then did looking at feet mean putting the world under one’s feet?

“Maybe it’s because there have been too many changes recently,” Cyril thought for a moment before answering seriously.

“But are Mr. Egbert’s interpretations truly Lord Su Li’s actual thoughts?”

“I think maybe…” Cyril was about to say no, until he saw Qi picking up a pen to take notes.

He coughed once and said, “Perhaps so.”

…….

Even though everyone in the building was confused about the purpose of 2.0, they were very honest and uniformly got a copy of 2.0 from Egbert.

“It’s not that I think everything Egbert guesses is right, just that looking at someone else’s interpretation can expand one’s thinking,” Roy attempted to save face.

At the Mercenary Alliance front desk, Euphia gave him a contemptuous look, then said to someone issuing a daily task. “Here’s your task ticket. The Alliance will dispatch mercenaries to take on the task within half a day. Please keep it safe.”

After the client left, Euphia shed her gentle and charming work persona and adopted a somewhat lazy tone. “Think about the various interpretations in version 1.0, and how facts later proved them right even though we initially didn’t believe them.”

“Egbert might be crazy, but even I can’t deny that his one-sided interpretations of Su Li in version 1.0 were ultimately proven correct. As for 2.0, whether you believe it or not, there’s no need to make a face that says, ‘Even if that idiot Egbert is smart, he can’t be trusted.'”

“Don’t question his professionalism.”

Euphia disliked Egbert’s excessive dependence on Su Li but always acknowledged his abilities.

Whether as the former guardian of Siliqing City or now as Su Li’s most devoted follower.

In short, Egbert had never failed to live up to his reputation.

That’s what professionalism meant.

Roy stared at Euphia in astonishment.

“I don’t think I said anything contradictory, did I?”

After hearing this, Euphia suddenly coughed.

After a while, she gently patted her cheeks and said, “My fault for having my head filled with Egbert’s ‘Lord Su Li is number one in the world’ ideas lately.”

“But ‘Looking at Hands’ does have a profound meaning.”

“Egbert’s interpretation that the purpose of looking at hands is to hold the world in one’s grasp does make some sense.”

Roy fell into deep thought.

“You’re right. The little master hasn’t been hiding his behavior from the beginning. If it were just an ordinary habit, he wouldn’t have kept staring at his hands for several days.”

Roy waved the 2.0 book, which was thicker than 1.0, and then said, “Holding the world in one’s hands, that seems like an extremely challenging task.”

“Especially since we now know about the existence of another world.” Euphia’s tone also grew heavy for a moment.

“So you also believe that the little master is destined to get involved in that world?”

Euphia’s expression was solemn. She lowered her voice but spoke with undisguised seriousness. “That’s exactly what I think.”

“If this interpretation from Egbert truly means that Su Li wants to intervene in another place where none of us can make any impact, then things will be much more complicated.”

A monster beast world where the minimum strength was that of the Raven.

What exactly existed there?

Before seeing it with one’s own eyes, all considerations were mere speculation.

But one thing could be determined even without direct observation.

That place was undoubtedly a brutal one.

Survival of the fittest remained the lowest standard.

“That world…” Roy looked at his own palm. “I used to think that as a mutated ice elementalist like myself, even if I hadn’t been directly promoted to a three-star mercenary, no one would dare underestimate me as a two-star mercenary earning ten gold coins monthly.”

“People indeed don’t underestimate you,” Euphia’s eyes showed the same tacit acknowledgment.

“But non-humans…”

Euphia didn’t finish her sentence, and Roy consciously completed it. “Monster beasts don’t care if I’m a two-star or three-star mercenary, nor do they care how important the little master is to me.”

“They’ll only care whether the little master, who will eventually enter their domain, treats them with respect.”

“You seem to understand this very clearly,” Euphia raised an eyebrow.

“Yes, it’s because of that other world…”

Before Roy could finish, Euphia’s father’s voice rang out from a distance.

“Are you talking about another world?” the Alliance Guild Master inquired.

“Ah, yes.” Euphia responded and nodded, then called out, “Father.”

“Another world, the one related to monster beast civilization that Su Li mentioned before.”

“Do you have any other thoughts on this?”

The Guild Master smiled and said, “I only heard a keyword, rather than rudely eavesdropping on everything.”

“What were you two just saying? If you don’t mind, I hope you can repeat it to this old man.”

Roy was startled for a moment, then took the initiative to hand over his copy of “Nobody Understands Lord Su Li Better Than Me 2.0.”

Then he said, “It was written by that guy Egbert, an interpretation of the little master.”

“It’s about a particular movement of the little master and what special significance it contains. Egbert even specifically argued from various angles in the book to confirm that his speculation was correct.”

The Guild Master paused.

Had he lost touch with how young people thought? Otherwise, why would someone write an entire book based on another person’s single action…

However, the book had already been handed to him.

The Guild Master could only take it and look down at it.

There was no decoration on the book cover, just plain white with “Nobody Understands Lord Su Li Better Than Me 2.0” printed on it. As he ran his hand over it, the Guild Master could feel the slightly raised crane pattern.

It wasn’t a particularly thick book.

The reason it appeared much thicker than version 1.0 was that Egbert had added numerous illustrations drawn by Cyril inside.

Most were Su Li’s back view and actions, with no frontal features shown.

Additionally, Cyril’s artistic style wasn’t realistic. Just by looking at the back view and some movements of the person in the drawings, readers couldn’t determine Su Li’s actual age. Therefore, to those who didn’t know Su Li, these pictures were just some illustrations without any particular deep meaning, or purely born from imagination.

As for the content…

It was indeed just a one-sided interpretation.