Chapter 152 - Long Lost Dream (1/2)
The little Ourarian got into her position, bright smile and colorful confidence. The others sat on the ground as their eyes were glued to the poised and composed child.
”You can do it, Primis” Tuli shouted as she waved her hand from afar, munching on the cheesy and juicy meat in her mouth with a carefree smile. She held a bitten deluxe sandwich in her hand.
The source of the magically appearing breakfast was from the dark seed creation. Ouroboros had prepared a picnic set, complete with all of the consumable perfect for this occasion.
Toma was still inseparable with her master as ever as he was always within Ki's arms. He was getting spoon fed by the deity like an obedient child. Despite his cute demeanor, the hidden serrated teeth that this blob had definitely broke that expectation rather quickly when eating Ki's whole hand.
Ki still maintained her carefree smile for someone that had her hand gnawed by her own creation. ”You can do it, Ki~”
Her arms then regrew immediately, only to be chomped off again after she took another sandwich that MF prepared.
'Sometimes I'm confused about the screw she had, sometimes it was too loose, sometimes it was too tight.'
The fact about Ki's vessel being able to regenerate at that extreme pace meant that her new divinity had been affecting her spirit beneficially.
MF was back to her maid apparel again because she was feeling rather exuberant, making out humble and rich sandwiches, adding the sauces and preparing arranged vegetables in the basket. Although, her feeling turned into a mixed one right after her vassal deity casually fed Toma the sandwich with an extra hand, literally.
Inhaling and exhaling in serenity, Primis was in the level of focus where her brain could differentiate and separate between crucial detail and unneeded information that did not activate her alertness.
Numerous consciousness strings began to sprout from her soul one by one. 'The perception space begins to separate by wills!'
”A firm and dense set of consciousness strings.” A proud smile was smeared on MF'S face. ”Her mental constitution will be off the chart.”
”You can determine that by just the thickness of the consciousness strings?” Ki asked, handing out one of her arms with a two piece of bread wrapping a stack of fillings at the end of it to the cute yet monstrous blob.
”Yeah,” Tuli crawled to approach MF. ”Despite being a Fortress Establishment cultivator, I don't know anything about it.”
”Of course you don't.” MF took a pair of teapot and a cup from her divine domain and poured the aromatic tea onto the lesser container. ”You would need to reach at least Soul Infusion or Soul Cradler phase to perceive other consciousness strings generally. Ki and I are Deities, our souls are made to perceive subconscious energy and other metaphysical existence.”
”Primis have almost the same amount of string density as Tuli, but a lesser amount of strains,” said the Tribunal Blight Deity with a curious face. ”Doesn't that make Tuli extremely talented if the current state of Primis is doing extremely well?”
”Lady Ki, I'm really flattered!”