The Outer God Needs Warmth

Chapter 102

When I returned home, Sooga was sprawled out on the yard.

The Heavenly Demon was sitting quietly on the porch, waving a hand at me.

“How long do you think it would take for him to grow to the level of the Heavenly Demon?”

Ignoring Sooga, who was pretending to be knocked out with his eyes closed on the floor, I decided to ask the Heavenly Demon.

“If he does it properly, it’ll take about 40 years.”

The Heavenly Demon thought for a moment after hearing my words and then immediately responded. Forty years? Is it really going to take that long? And by then, the Heavenly Demon will be even stronger.

“Gaps!”

“Hmm, no. Lie down again.”

Bang.

There was a light burst of air, and Sooga, trying to avoid the Heavenly Demon’s gaze, got up and got hit in the stomach with something. He had risen from his original position and tried to charge with his sword, but something hit his solar plexus, and he collapsed back to the floor.

“What did you shoot?”

“Qi. You didn’t feel it at all?”

“No.”

Based on what I had heard so far, I inferred that it was true that I couldn’t feel it. But I realized that if a massive creature with tremendous power pushed me in, it would be possible to feel it. In exchange, that creature would become fuel and be shredded, though!

“I didn’t feel any of the energy from the person who was the leader of Tongcheon either.”

“That’s right.”

Now that I think about it, that person wasn’t originally born in this world either, but came from another world and crossed over to this one.

It seems there are places in the world I still don’t know about where battles between worlds are happening. If one day I can go to such a place, I might meet those who fight with glass bottles, right?

I’m looking forward to it.

If I can reach them, I would know I could even control them. That means if I could go to that battlefield, I would be able to gather warmth.

Like a plague, I could spread and gather warmth.

If there were many of them, it would really be warm.

Hehe.

Ahem. No, let’s stop with such warm fantasies. It only makes me feel colder.

“You really don’t know what you are.”

I walked over and sat beside the Heavenly Demon, who was gazing at me. Then, after empathizing with her from a human’s perspective, I spoke the words I could.

To me, it seems like martial arts is a type of informational lifeform that coexists with humans.

Of course, bloodlines that have studied the same martial arts for a long time benefit by co-evolving with this informational lifeform. However, it’s not impossible to learn even if you don’t come from that bloodline.

So, the domain where humans coexist with this informational lifeform is the martial arts world, and those who don’t, live in the regular human world.

The reason I’ve come to think this way is due to the information I’ve gained from Daegon.

Daegon itself doesn’t have a normal physical body. A long time ago, it did, but after becoming a god in its original world, it shed its body and now exists only in the form of consciousness.

However, this made it harder for him to adapt to reality. The more influence he had on reality, the more changes he had to accept from it.

If I were to compare it to a game, it’s like increasing attack power and lowering defense.

That’s why Daegon settled in a place somewhat distant from reality and would occasionally come into reality by using a body like mine, Choseol, if necessary.

I thought this was similar to martial arts.

Considering that some martial arts lead to losing one’s self, it doesn’t seem much different from becoming stronger by lowering a powerful force into the body.

While I was sorting out these sudden thoughts, the Heavenly Demon smiled at me.

“What’s wrong?”

“Unlike how you see yourself as a monster, you look like that child’s mother.”

If I look like a person, it means my disguise is working well. I’ve disguised myself to look human, and it’s worth it since I don’t even realize it.

No, wait.

“Mother? No, at worst, I’d be a friend. Sooga’s parents are both alive, I think?”

I even know where they are. While Sooga was being dragged here and fainted, I couldn’t pinpoint the exact path, but I know where it is.

By combining the background Sooga saw as a child, especially the location of the mountain, it’s easy to figure out the location.

When I mentioned the name of the man she loved, the Heavenly Demon’s expression froze.

This is definite.

“I want both the Heavenly Demon and Sooga to live the way they want to.”

That way,

I can stay warm.

In response to my words, the Heavenly Demon sighed deeply and said she would return to the main building of the Heavenly Demon Church. I briefly thought that mentioning the dead was a bit harsh, but...

This is right.

I waited, pretending not to know, for Sooga, who was listening to our conversation behind the house.