The Ordinary Me is Worshipped as a Deity by the Extraordinary Them - Chapter 129.1

“So without the ability to resist, we just let it develop?” Ophelia couldn’t help but interject into the conversation.

The passing mercenary didn’t mind her sudden interruption, and instead responded candidly with another question. “Perhaps what you’re saying is correct.”

The mercenary didn’t argue, although his first thought was: precisely because he clearly understood that whether he tried or not, there was no way to resist, so he could only be forced to let it develop. But whether forced or not, this compromise was still a compromise.

Ophelia understood the meaning expressed in his eyes, but suddenly fell into an indescribable terror.

Was recognizing reality something that ordinary people needed to do?

Looking at the social system, regardless of the era, the logic of upper classes controlling lower classes typically directed people at these two levels toward a curious system where wolves and sheep existed in opposition yet symbiosis.

At least Ophelia, as someone who might ascend to a ruler’s position, had considered, after learning about the existence of monster beast civilization, whether this matter needed to be disseminated.

The conclusion she could reach was simply…

It wasn’t necessary.

Because this matter would very likely make the ruled unable to provide appropriate help, and might even cause chaos and bloodshed due to panic among ordinary people.

Therefore, Ophelia didn’t believe that in the Inner City, the Grand Judge’s idea of revealing the truth was something that must be done.

Since ancient times, since the emergence of civilization in this world, the ruler’s governance logic had never changed.

Hence, what shocked Her Highness the Princess wasn’t that mercenaries could view their own weakness so rationally. Rather, it was that there were actually rulers who truly believed that the lower classes would develop according to the positive optimal solution that the upper classes could envision.

The thought that suddenly arose in Ophelia’s mind was that surely not everyone in this city could be clergy?

There must be people who would develop other thoughts.

For instance, disbelief, fear, and endless confusion at seeing no end in sight.

Ophelia thought this, and asked as much.

But the mercenary told her, “Of course there are, and not just one.”

“Then why does this city now appear to have only added one new topic of discussion compared to previous changes?” Ophelia’s confused expression made the mercenary unconsciously look her up and down.

Before the Princess could feel disrespected by a commoner, the mercenary had already spoken his answer.

“Perhaps only young people like you would obsess over these questions. For mercenaries like me, rather than worrying needlessly, I’d rather think about how much payment a new mission can bring me, and hope that the next client won’t be another annoying nobleman. Lastly, after receiving payment, I wonder how much I should set aside to reward myself with expenses at the street tavern.”

“Basically just these things.” The mercenary’s gaze had the cloudiness of an adult, but this cloudiness didn’t make one feel any filth.

Ophelia could understand everything this mercenary said. This was his need for daily life and his desire for future development.

He couldn’t see that for rulers, the leakage of this news would have far more disadvantages than advantages. He also couldn’t see that if those extremely dangerous monster beasts truly appeared, those who might die in the disaster would include not only him but also countless people he cared about.

But was that really the case?

Ophelia watched the mercenary’s figure merge into the crowd. She stood there for a long time as countless unfamiliar people passed by her, and many ordinary people discussed topics related to the monster beast civilization.

By the time she finally stood before Su Li, the Princess didn’t put on any noble airs. The reason wasn’t just that Su Li knew her true identity, so there was no need.

The image that should have been lofty seemed to have been forcibly twisted by an invisible hand, transformed into a phenomenon that, although incomprehensible, generated an inexplicable respect from deep within.

Su Li was doing something that many rulers in this world couldn’t understand.

Moreover, this thing that they judged as unable to bring benefits, and even likely to produce disadvantages, was manipulated at will in his hands, as if it were an extension of his own arm.

Ophelia no longer obsessed over Su Li’s thoughts on the truth of the matter. She only said to Su Li, who looked surprised at her appearance, “Did you already consider the public’s reaction after revealing the monster beast civilization?”

The direct topic made Su Li, who had been planning to test if she intended to cause trouble, fall into momentary silence.

Of course, this silence was only due to his thinking being briefly stuck after the unexpected question.

After all, who would have thought that this woman, who had clearly helped to knife her own father, would suddenly come to a city that didn’t welcome her and ask a question that wasn’t directly related to her own interests, but instead this kind of…

This kind of question that didn’t seem like something she would ask.

Su Li had just opened his mouth when he noticed that Ophelia, who had been looking directly at him, suddenly lowered her head.

A somewhat self-mocking laugh echoed in the air. Ophelia squeezed her fist hard before raising her head again to look straight at Su Li.

This action made Ophelia believe she could still maintain her proper dignity.

Then she said, “I had no reason to ask such a question. The events in the Inner City led to countless analytical reports about you being submitted afterward. For someone like you, seeing ten steps ahead with each step taken is natural, isn’t it?”

Ophelia then let out a heavy sigh. As if wanting to dump all the frustration in her heart in this place, she said in a slightly heavy tone, “You are different from me, or rather, you are different from everyone else in this world.”

“You’re like someone who lives in another highly developed human society. Not only are you incompatible with me, but you also possess a way of thinking that I might never be able to comprehend, and even have an inconceivable ability to read people’s hearts.”

Su Li’s expression, during these continuous statements, changed from slightly open-mouthed to about to raise his hand in denial, and then directly to wide-eyed.

He certainly didn’t mind if people from this world guessed his identity as a transmigrator.

It should be known that for people with elemental powers in this world, Su Li was basically completely non-threatening.

Who would be wary of an existence that posed absolutely no threat?

However, Ophelia obviously didn’t think so at this moment.

“I suddenly understand now why the prophet rumors related to you could spread so widely. They were even regarded by people in the church as something that must be destroyed if they couldn’t be obtained.”

“You’ve seen too much, too many answers that we simply cannot perceive. So you never hesitate in your processes, always firm, always pressing forward.”

Ophelia looked at Su Li.

The young man’s appearance was very ordinary now.

This was because Ophelia had come directly to the gates of Asa Academy when Su Li was getting out of school.

This time, the knights accompanying Ophelia had only needed to briefly inquire about Egbert’s daily action route in the city to successfully help the Princess avoid the risk of being forcibly targeted by the former Son of Light, who had listed her as a dangerous person.

Ophelia looked at the young man who had no absolutely powerful protector nearby, yet still showed no wariness toward her, and said sincerely, “If the god people believe in really exists, perhaps it would be someone like you.”

Among mortals, among the earthly realm, among everything.

He looked so ordinary, but the fact was that Su Li had done things Ophelia would never dare to imagine or consider necessary.

Su Li, however, felt his throat somewhat blocked.

What was going on?

The mighty Princess who didn’t take anything or anyone seriously had suddenly come up with a complete logic that explained everything from beginning to end?

Was this reasonable?

Su Li didn’t think it would be impolite to ask a lady if she had fallen into a ditch, so he could only tactfully say, “Have you recently experienced something…” bad, or rather very terrible, even disastrous, that directly changed your worldview?

The Princess, who had always been skilled at discovering others’ inner feelings beneath subtle exteriors, failed for the first time to understand another’s subtext.

She was even thinking that someone who could care about an enemy who had once threatened them perhaps inherently possessed the subtle, inhuman nature of divinity.

“I just suddenly felt that all my efforts were so ridiculous.” Ophelia suddenly thought of the mercenary she had spoken with not long ago.

Perhaps all of his desires, from her position, from the eyes of many nobles who possessed wealth and power, seemed particularly cheap and worthless…

But Ophelia still felt that at least he had a future that could be certain.

Su Li looked at Ophelia somewhat horrified.

If just now, Su Li had only failed to understand how this princess could come up with a set of logic praising him on her own, then now Su Li’s thought was: Is this a confused teenage girl seeking guidance from a philosophical master?

A confused teenage girl? Ophelia?

No matter how you looked at it, these weren’t things that could be combined together.

Su Li always felt that someone like Ophelia was best suited for a scene where she was the final boss of a dungeon that players would need to wipe countless times before conquering.

Betting on a game designer’s dignity, Su Li would never believe that his judgment of others’ settings could be mistaken.

“Perhaps you’re overthinking this.”

After saying this, Su Li suddenly began to question his verbal tic.

He seemed to have said this phrase countless times.

But Su Li still sincerely hoped that this phrase could bring him the effect he wanted.

Especially when Ophelia said, “You’re right.”

Su Li’s eyes brightened.

Ophelia felt that gaze, and when she discovered that those eyes could completely reflect her own image, she consciously completed her unfinished words.

“You’re right, I shouldn’t think too deeply about how the existence of monster beast civilization would pressure the person sitting on the king’s throne. The fact is, until now, I haven’t sat on that throne, haven’t even touched its edge.”

Su Li: ???

If Egbert made Su Li feel confused countless times, then Ophelia’s sudden transformation was thoroughly making him feel completely stupefied.

Su Li wanted to refute with words.

He also wanted to tell Ophelia that she was indeed overthinking, and moreover, what she was overthinking wasn’t what she should be thinking about.

Unfortunately, a step too late, Cyril and Qi, who needed to clean the classroom and didn’t want Su Li to follow and get dusty, ran over after discovering Ophelia’s figure.

Cyril was wary of this unfamiliar face, while Qi directly contracted his pupils.

The child of the queen always harbored an indescribable fear toward this grand princess who had once been greatly loved by the king.

“You, why are you appearing here? Are you still trying to harm Su Li?”

Ophelia looked at Qi, was stunned for a moment, and then as if suddenly realizing something, raised an eyebrow and said, “Are you the queen’s only son?”

Qi, however, was frozen in place by her gaze.

No change – the suddenly appearing Ophelia compared to the princess who didn’t treat people as people in his memory, had no change at all.

Qi could still feel from Ophelia that undisguised indifference, and an even more unbridled disregard for others.

Although verbally speaking as a princess…no, as a prince referring to the queen’s only son, when actually looking at Qi, it was like looking at a weed by the roadside.

That sudden realization after knowing his identity, and the appearance of suddenly understanding the name of a roadside weed, were no different.

Qi could only sense danger from her.

“If you want to do anything harmful to Su Li, please be prepared to die here!” Qi clenched his fists and finally added a sentence with unclear meaning, “Royal Sister.”

Ophelia’s lips curved into a slight smile, and only then did she look at Qi properly with an expression that was half-smiling and half-not.

Cyril instinctively felt she wanted to do something to Qi, so he immediately pulled him to Su Li’s side. After shielding both with his own body, he said, “If you dare to look at us with that gaze again, I don’t mind trying to fight you on this street.”

The scales on Cyril’s face were faintly visible.

He certainly didn’t know what Ophelia had said to Su Li earlier. What Cyril noticed was not much different from Qi.

Even his point of concern was only that he couldn’t accept Ophelia using the same gaze to look at Su Li as she had looked at him previously.

But afterward, Ophelia seemed to act as if Cyril and Qi didn’t exist, only looking at Su Li behind Cyril and saying, “I will understand what you want to do, and I will certainly surpass your manipulation of people’s hearts.”

After that, Ophelia didn’t give Su Li any chance to question, refute, or attack.

She directly turned and left.

When Cyril noticed that nearby pedestrians who had originally looked harmless also began to move after Ophelia turned around, he abandoned his preparation to confront her on the street.

He didn’t forget to remind Su Li behind him, “When you see strange people, if you don’t want to find me and Qi who might slow you down, you can also directly choose to refuse communication.”

This concern was precious, especially when facing danger, as Cyril had directly stood in front of Su Li.

However, the question marks over Su Li’s head only increased.

He didn’t understand Ophelia’s reason for coming here, just as he didn’t understand why Cyril would think they were slowing him down.

“Your strength is already equivalent to a level five monster beast, and it’s been nearly a full year since you formally started training.” Su Li said.

Cyril: “I don’t understand what you mean by time. I only know that I’m still far from Brother Eg, and far from reaching the kind of effortless grace that Big Sister Euphia has in battle.”

As for Lan Zhe and Mavis…

Cyril rarely engaged with their elements.

The former usually handled Cyril’s post-battle repairs and occasionally gave tips on power usage techniques, while the latter was directly responsible for beating him up, euphemistically calling it combat training.

So currently, Cyril’s reference standards for strength remained Egbert and Euphia.

Su Li didn’t understand.

“Why do you compare yourself to them? They’re all about ten years older than you, aren’t they? In ten years, I’m not saying you’ll definitely surpass them, but at least you absolutely won’t be much worse than them.”

A simple analogy would be that an elementary school student solving linear equations was reasonable. And after several more years, researching quantum entanglement while pursuing a doctorate would also be no problem.

Su Li sincerely felt that Cyril should be using his peers as references.

Like the students at Asa Academy.

It was said that currently, the strongest student could rival a level seven monster beast.

Cyril’s strength had reached the upper-middle level among all students in just one year.

Su Li thought normal people should share his perspective.

But he obviously overlooked himself, who before transmigrating, had already retired for two years at the age of 30.

It should be known that four years of 007 work equaled 13.6 years of normal work.

And this only included weekend holidays, not statutory holidays.

“But as you said, that’s ten years later.” The dragon youth hadn’t developed any complacency due to his bloodline advantage.

“Besides, I don’t believe you would postpone entering monster beast society until ten years later.”

Cyril could somewhat discern that Su Li was the type of person who cared about short-term efficiency.

Although Cyril’s reference condition was also that a year ago, he, Cyril, was begging for food in Jisuo Town, but a year later, he could earn purple gold coins with his drawing skills while also raising his strength to a level equal to a fifth-level monster beast.

All these changes, if achieved solely through his own efforts, would give Cyril some reason to be proud.

But all of this was due to Su Li.

Cyril could feel the obvious changes brought by time, but couldn’t feel that he was truly giving his all.

If he were, wouldn’t his strength have improved even more? After all, he was being personally trained by numerous world-class masters.

And also…

Wouldn’t Lan Zhe’s behavior of spending a purple gold coin to buy one of his drawings, like a prodigal child, increase his earning speed to the point where he could save enough in the short term to support Su Li for life?

Fortunately, Su Li didn’t know Cyril’s thoughts.

Otherwise, he who had once carried the title of “Overtime King” during his 007 period would have to concede defeat to Cyril.

As for Su Li, who wasn’t clear about his thoughts…

This time he could only say somewhat heavily, “I’m sorry.”

Su Li, possessing a young body, had never denied his great wizard-aged soul, nor had he truly played the role of a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy.

But his habitual behavior had indeed brought great mental pressure to the genuine youth of this age.

If not for this conversation that would never have happened at a serious moment, Su Li might never have discovered what kind of pressure his behavior had brought to the real young person.

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Cyril, however, habitually took from his shoulder the backpack that was very likely to make Su Li grow even more slowly. After slinging both backpacks over his shoulder, he said, “I really don’t want to admit that I still can’t follow your train of thought.”

“This apology really makes no sense.”

Su Li wanted to explain his thoughts, but Cyril, as if having learned the ability to forcibly apply a silence skill to Su Li, directly interrupted his yet unspoken words.

Cyril walked forward while facing backward. Looking at Su Li with his hands behind his back, also with his back to the sunset, he slowed his speech and said, “Don’t always see some irrelevant things as the impact of your improper behavior.”

“Although for me to say this also seems to make no sense.”

“But well…”

Cyril quickly turned around, faced the sunset, ran a few quick steps, and shouted from a distance of about ten meters from Su Li. “Su Li never needs to apologize to Cyril.”

“Never!”

At this moment, Su Li could no longer think that not giving him a chance to speak was a bad thing.

He suddenly discovered that everyone he had met in this other world was flourishing in their own way.

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It was also fortunate that Cyril didn’t know Su Li thought this way, otherwise, he would have developed patricidal thoughts.

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