Xyrin Empire

Chapter 323 - 323 323 The Purpose of Olympus

?Chapter 323: Chapter 323 The Purpose of Olympus Chapter 323: Chapter 323 The Purpose of Olympus Desire is the original sin of humanity.

I don’t know who said this first, but now, we all want to utter these words.

As the saying goes, common people are driven by their emotions and desires; as long as they live on grains and cereals, even monks before their ascension are subject to being zapped with high-voltage electricity over eighty times, have their own desires. Cultivators seek to shatter the void, Buddhists yearn for Nirvana, not to mention us mere mortals. As long as one isn’t a divine being, they will undoubtedly have all sorts of desires.

In fact, even gods aren’t necessarily without wants and needs. One goddess’s greatest goal in life is to frolic in a sea of candy, now with the addition of flaunting a Junior Creation Certificate as she frolics… This shows that even True Gods have their own desires… Oh, I digress.

Everyone has desires or wishes, which is only natural. The magnitude of a person’s desires depends on their status and position. A beggar’s greatest wish is to have food every day and clothes to wear when it’s cold; an ordinary citizen dreams of owning their own home; when I was eight, my wish was to escape the tyranny of Erya sitting in front of me. Oh, and that year Qianqian also got a pet insect named Little Black… A great general’s greatest wish might be to conquer the world for the Empire, break new ground, or perhaps just to grow taller next year…

So, if someone already possesses wealth, status, power far beyond others, and even mysterious powers beyond human imagination, plus a bit of a YY complex and 200cc of chicken blood, what kind of desires do they develop?

Olympus gave me the answer: They wish to become gods.

Medusa did not explain why her superiors came up with such a fantastical idea, but as an old bookworm who’s been around the block at Starting Point for years, I just need to tie together what she’s told me to guess: First, it was the “superhuman” complex of those who see themselves as better than others running wild, then they stumbled upon traces of a “Super Civilization” from the Ancient Era, and similar to the Superpower Team, these madmen who don’t think straight discovered the connection between ancient myths, that ancient civilization, and superpower users. Under the effect of 200cc of chicken blood, the bigwigs of Olympus get energized, thinking they’ve found a bloody and fantastical boulevard to greatness. They see themselves leaving behind their filthy mortal coils and transforming into new deities in this new era—it’s all written this way on Starting Point.

As for their likelihood of “ascending to godhood,” I could guess the outcome without even using my toes: The chances of these madmen succeeding is absolutely less than zero. Even if we don’t intervene, in the end, Dingdang’s divinity alone would be enough to annihilate those who harbor such outrageous desires. After all, Little Baobao told me there’s a passage in the final doctrines of the Divine Realm: “… Any organization or individual seeking to obtain Divine Status or a Divine Title must be sponsored by at least three Divine Race members and score no less than 70 points on the Heavenly God written exam and no less than 60 points on the practical test…”

However, sitting back and waiting for them to be smitten by divine retribution clearly isn’t very smart; by then, Earth might have been turned upside-down by Olympus…

A bunch of superpower users beefing up their abilities with half-baked Xyrin Technology and thinking they can become immortals? Pfft, I command a vast Interstellar Empire with legions at my beck and call, and yet my life goal is still to bum around aimlessly. Even now, Qianqian longs for her three-bedroom apartment while driving a car worth seven hundred billion when she goes out for soy sauce.

So, I’ve come to a conclusion: The folks at Olympus have heads that have been kicked by donkeys.

Yet, it’s these very folks, with minds addled by donkey kicks, who’ve caused me to lose sleep for several days in a row—Lin Xue, that girl, calls me every six hours almost without fail, either to report to me or to have me report to her, tirelessly and without holidays, to the point where I’m almost mentally fatigued.

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