Chapter 387: "Causal Line" Has Other Uses
The two Nordic gods were confused after hearing the writer's incoherent words.
"It has nothing to do with you. He is a wild god who worked for me in the past." Lin You responded casually, and Thor and Tyr did not make any special comments.
The communication was not smooth and the atmosphere was not compatible. After a while, the two Nordic gods left without looking back, knowing that they would not gain anything. This is also a portrayal of the real relationship between the two sides. The extremely limited "cooperation" is not enough to quell the hostility between them, and parting unhappily is their daily routine.
Lin You was not in a hurry to leave, but stared in a daze at the direction where the two main gods left.
Many times, some unintentional actions can provide a lot of information to those who are interested - especially when the information access of both parties is seriously unequal.
Judging from the hasty comings and goings of Thor and Tyr, the two brothers had no idea what Horseshoe Overlook and the Dakota River meant, and they had no doubt that there was any special significance in the meeting between the Writer and the God of Truth.
Unless these two true gods, who have always presented themselves as straightforward and generous, used their acting skills to deceive all their opponents and friends.
"The accountant may have helped Loki and Patrick, but he has no connection with Thor and Tyr; even if he does, it's not very deep. Otherwise, the brothers would have noticed the story of Red Dead Redemption."
Lin You pondered in his heart;
"However, what is the mentality of this wild god who likes to watch the 'drama of fate'? Is he just a fence-sitter who will give in to anyone who comes to his head? Or does he have his own choice of side?"
"You are just a fence-sitter. You are not strong enough and are forced to serve the true gods who come to you." When Lin You met with the two Nordic gods, Patrick was also talking to Hela, who was pretending to be an accountant. "The writer has discovered your abnormality, but has not confirmed it yet. From now on, you have to pretend to be a fence-sitter in front of him. Let him think that you are just timid and afraid to resist the true god; not to betray him, let alone target him."
“Why do you make things so complicated?” Hela’s voice was no longer as empty and hollow as usual, but rather had a strong sense of emotion, with both dissatisfaction and irritation. “What exactly are you and my father planning?”
Patrick looked at the Death Goddess calmly. After a moment of silence, he did not answer Her question. Instead, he continued with his original words: "I told the writer that I have only found three people with hidden consciousness fragments. This statement was intended to make Her think that I don't know much about the story, and it would also make Her suspect that you are not really helping me with all your strength. You can use this to your advantage."
Hela’s face was cold. The originally plump and beautiful half of her face was covered with frost, and the originally haggard half of her face was even more lifeless. “Where is my father?”
"It is not appropriate for him to show up." Patrick's calm tone gave people an indescribable sense of trust. "You must deal with Thor and Tyr frequently, and you must not let them see that you are in contact with Loki. As long as you and your daughter do not meet, when you tell them that you have not seen Loki, it will be a true statement."
These words failed to convince Hela, but in the end she still did not see her father Loki, so she could only leave with resentment.
Patrick asked quietly until the figure of the female death completely disappeared, "Why don't you trust Hela? Isn't she your daughter? Could it be that lies and tricks have such a destructive effect on people's hearts that you can't even trust your own children?"
"Hela is indeed my child, but... She is also the only child who did not respond to my call for war when Ragnarok occurred." As another deep voice sounded, Loki's figure gradually emerged. He stood beside Patrick, with a sword on his body, calm and composed, not like a victim who had been kidnapped and lost his freedom.
Patrick smiled and kindly consoled him, "Whether it's 'Ragnarok' or 'The Last War', they are just stories written by humans in the real dimension. Perhaps, the people who recorded the stories just missed Him."
"But the stories in the real dimension will inevitably affect the virtual dimension." Loki's expression was unpredictable. "It will affect behavior, interpersonal relationships, and ways of thinking. Ultimately, it will affect the fate of every character."
"Why do you still think of yourself as a character in a story? After seeing the truth of the world, haven't the gods been working to get rid of this influence? Especially Odin, who even plans to get rid of the 'Reality Factor' and completely control his own destiny." Patrick disagreed with Loki's attitude. "Control destiny? How can you be sure that Odin is controlling destiny, rather than succumbing to it?" Loki's tone became more and more strange, revealing an unspeakable pessimism.
Patrick was finally moved: "What do you mean? I don't think you and I will misunderstand Odin's intention at the same time."
"Have you heard of the story of the monkeys in the Himalayas?" Loki slowly told the God of Truth a fable. "A wizard came to a village at the foot of the mountain and taught the villagers a spell to obtain gold out of thin air. However, he warned the villagers not to think about the monkeys in the Himalayas when using the spell, otherwise the spell would fail. As a result, the more the villagers reminded themselves not to think about it, the easier it was for them to think of the monkeys. Therefore, the spell never worked."
"For Odin, the 'truth factor' is the monkey in the Himalayas; the more he wants to get rid of it, the more he values it and the more easily he is influenced by it." Patrick is a smart "god" who understands everything at once.
Loki had a helpless and sad sneer on his face.
"Think about it, if no 'unknown' event occurred and no 'third option' was provided to Odin, what would have happened if Odin continued to divide the Norse God Realm according to his ideas?"
"Suppress, expel, or even eliminate you and your people." Patrick answered without hesitation.
"He wants to suppress and destroy us, so of course we have to resist. Then it will turn into a full-scale war between Odin and me." Loki sighed. "This war has a name in Norse mythology, called 'Ragnarok'."
The God of Truth was silent for a long time, as if he was shocked by the "truth".
"Because of fear of the end of the world, it actually caused the end of the world?" Patrick was skeptical. "After seeing through the truth of the world, could it be that the true God still cannot resist the predetermined fate?"
Loki smiled. "Theory is one thing, execution is another. The so-called 'seeing through the truth of the world' is no more than this. It's just that Odin's 'execution' went astray, and I couldn't stop Him, so I had to find another way out."
"Your way out lies in being the writer?" Although it was a question, Patrick's tone was very firm, more like a statement.
"It's not wrong to create the 'unknown' to get closer to the will of the greater world, but it will infringe on the interests of too many other gods and will encounter great resistance. I think that some things don't need to be done personally and can be achieved through the hands of others."
Loki looked into the distance, full of hope. "At least, dealing with the writer is more convenient than dealing with the will of the world."
"That guy is very cunning and not easy to deal with," Patrick warned.
Loki was obviously more confident. He laughed and said, "Let's see if he can solve the 'causal line' from the deeper side of the big world. If he can do this, it means that his relationship with the will of the big world is closer than anyone, even the Supreme God, knows."
"Ha, I also hope he can do this, although his success will make you, the true God, seem incompetent." The God of Truth echoed.
(End of this chapter)