Chapter 135 The Name of the God, Stars Wandering in the Universe

Chapter 135: The Divine Name – A Star Drifting Through the Universe

"Uh..." Yu Xing quickly interjected, "Actually, there's no need. No need to build a temple."

She spoke with genuine sincerity. For one, she disliked feudal superstitions, and secondly, the God of Misfortune didn't exist at all—she had completely fabricated it. But most importantly, Yu Xing felt that the villagers of Tomorrow Village had finally begun to live normal lives and should focus their energy on building a better home. This was no time for feudal superstitions.

Yet, the moment she finished speaking, Yu, standing before her, looked stern and disapproving. "How can you say that?!"

His sudden loud voice startled Yu Xing.

"You are the God of Misfortune’s divine messenger! How could you speak so disrespectfully of Him?!" Yu’s face flushed with anger. If not for the fact that Yu Xing was their village’s great benefactor, he might have driven her out on the spot for such irreverence toward the mighty God of Misfortune!

Yu Xing: "..."

She gulped, feeling utterly absurd. Just moments ago, someone had glared at her in anger… to defend her.

Yu took several deep breaths, then lowered his head in apology. "I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to raise my voice at you. But I believe you shouldn’t treat the divine with such an attitude."

Yu Xing: "..."

Her mood… Words failed her.

"Alright, alright," Yu Xing conceded, waving her hands. "Go ahead and build the temple. I have no objections."

But Yu persisted. He repeated his question, "Then, what should the God of Misfortune’s statue look like?"

Under Yu’s eager gaze, Yu Xing was tempted to say, "Just make it look like me." But she didn’t dare. If she said that, who knew how angry Yu would get? It would be blasphemy against Tomorrow Village’s greatest deity.

"The statue should…" Yu Xing paused, her mind racing. She even considered suggesting a broomstick-shaped statue. In the end, she abandoned all ideas and said wearily, "Actually, I don’t know."

Yu looked shocked. "How could that be? You’re the envoy sent by the God of Misfortune to save Tomorrow Village..."

"It’s like this," Yu Xing fabricated. "Because the divine… cannot be directly gazed upon, cannot be described. So even as His messenger, I don’t know His true form."

Yu appeared to accept this explanation, but this raised a new problem: How could a temple without a statue properly worship a deity?

"Is that so…?" Yu looked down, disappointed. Then, he remembered something. "Last time, your three friends mentioned that inside the walls, there’s a church dedicated to the Moon God. Does the Moon God’s church have a statue?"

Yu Xing: "...Yes."

This only confused Yu more. "If the divine cannot be described, then why does the Moon God’s church have a statue?"

Yu Xing: "..."

At that moment, Yu Xing regretted teaching them anything. Before the Knowledge Chips, they’d accepted whatever she said without question. Now? They left her at a loss for words with their inquiries.

It seemed she had no choice but to come up with an image for the God of Misfortune today. Yu’s words gave her an idea. Taking a deep breath,

The Moon God’s statue was clearly based on the moon—a sphere. So, the God of Misfortune was the Broomstick Star, wasn't it? And the Broomstick Star looked like…

Yu Xing pictured a celestial body with a long tail in her mind. She recalled science books from her childhood describing comets as having three parts: the nucleus, the coma, and the tail. The core wasn’t just rock—it contained water, ice, and other substances.

The precise details escaped her, so she raised a finger. "Oh, I know what the God of Misfortune looks like. Give me paper and a pen."

Taking the materials, Yu Xing sketched an abstract drawing: an irregular blue, ice-like object shrouded in a misty haze, trailing a long tail behind it.

After studying her drawing for a minute, she handed it to Yu. "This is the God of Misfortune’s form."

Yu held the drawing, examining the strange drawing with a complicated expression for a long time.

Finally, he asked, "Didn’t you say you didn’t know His form?"

"Of course, I don’t know His true form," Yu Xing lied smoothly. "But He once revealed one of His manifestations to me—this one in the drawing. Just build it like this."

With that, Yu Xing made a quick exit before Yu could bombard her with more questions.

In the following days, with the help of numerous machines, Tomorrow Village was built at an astonishing speed, transforming almost daily.

Yu Xing spent her days wandering around the village, occasionally answering villagers’ questions and venturing out to find pollution sources.

Since she was a terrible cook, she sometimes had to bring back the corpses or hearts of pollutants for the cooking robots to prepare into edible forms. These pollutants varied wildly in shape and size.

The smaller ones were manageable, but once, Yu Xing killed a semi-plant, semi-animal pollutant three stories high—its heart alone weighed ten pounds!

She didn’t leave Tomorrow Village for a whole week afterward, taking seven full days to finish eating the heart.

From then on, the villagers looked at her strangely—not with disgust, but with awe and a sense of inevitability. Their gazes seemed to say, "As expected of a divine envoy—she doesn’t even eat human food."

Coincidentally, the day Tomorrow Village was completed was also Yu Xing’s birthday.

Not her Earth birthday, but this world’s Yu Xing’s birthday. She didn’t remember her Earth birthday—in her memories, she’d never celebrated one.

That day, the entire village celebrated. Children wove flower crowns for Yu Xing, and the villagers escorted her to the temple.

The newly built temple was cylindrical, entirely white, surrounded by stone pillars—a beautiful sight.

When Yu Xing had passed the construction site earlier, it had been a chaotic mess, and she couldn’t tell what was being built. Now, seeing the finished temple, she was amazed. "It’s so beautiful. How did you come up with this design?"

Proudly, Yu replied, "The Knowledge Chips contained images of various temples. We referenced them to design this one."

Then, two villagers opened the temple doors, revealing a faint blue glow.

Yu Xing blinked, thinking she was seeing things. But there it was—a floating blue light source in the dark shrine.

Like an irregular block of ice, suspended above the altar, trailing a long tail… resembling a comet drifting through the dark cosmos.

Yu Xing was stunned. They’d actually made it.

Gazing at the mysterious and beautiful statue, the villagers felt deep reverence, bowing their heads instinctively.

"Only one thing is missing now," Yu said. "We still don’t know the God of Misfortune’s full divine name. Without it, we cannot pray to Him properly."

Yu Xing: "..."

Damn it. Another impossible question.

Under Yu’s expectant gaze, Yu Xing’s brain nearly overheated from overthinking. She remembered Earth’s gods—Zeus, for instance, was the King of the Gods, Ruler of Olympus, God of the Sky, Thunder, and Storms.

That was relatively simple. Chinese deities had even more complex titles—like the Jade Emperor, whose full name was so long Yu Xing couldn’t even remember it.

Even in this world, the divine names she knew were complicated.

The Rain God, for example: "You are the nourisher of all things, the source of life." The Beast God: "You are the sovereign of beasts, the bloodthirsty monster..."

She couldn’t dwell on it any longer. Yu Xing winced in pain—her head hurt so much it felt like it was about to undergo a second growth spurt...

Yu Xing took an uncomfortable step back, only to meet the expectant gazes of all the villagers.

Yu Xing: "..."

What should she say? Say the God of Misfortune has no sacred name? Would they be disappointed? Would they think their god wasn't impressive enough?

Say she didn’t know? The villagers would surely doubt her—how could the divine messenger not know the god’s name?

Damn these villagers for getting smarter, no longer so easily fooled!

Yu Xing made up her mind—she had to leave Tomorrow Village as soon as possible. This place was becoming unbearable...

But no matter how hard she racked her brain, she couldn’t come up with a divine title. Left with no choice, she decided to pull an "Emperor’s New Clothes" move.

"Ahem." Yu Xing cleared her throat theatrically, then spoke with feigned solemnity. "The god’s sacred name is revealed only to his truest believers. If you are truly his most faithful believers, you need not hear it from me—the god himself will reveal it to you."

Her bullshitting left the villagers first bewildered, then seemingly enlightened.

Led by Yu, the villagers filed into the temple one by one, kneeling before the Broomstick Star statue. They clasped their hands, bowed their heads, and closed their eyes in such devout postures that no one could doubt their sincerity.

Standing at the entrance, Yu Xing watched the scene with a twinge of guilt. Was it right to deceive these innocent villagers like this?

And she worried—would these blockheads kneel forever?

Her gaze drifted to the statue at the front. If only a real god would answer them, so they wouldn’t have to kneel forever.

The moment she thought this, the praying villagers collectively lifted their heads and opened their eyes.

Yu Xing startled. What was happening?

"Thank you, great God of Misfortune!" Yu suddenly shouted in excitement.

"Thank you, great God of Misfortune!!" the villagers echoed.

"O star drifting through the void," the villagers chanted in unison, gazing at the statue.

"You are misfortune incarnate."

"You are eternal solitude!"

"We beg you, grant us the power of misfortune, to protect our village, to shield your people..."

They were practically vibrating with devotion, their faces shone with devotion as they prayed collectively for divine protection.

Yu Xing watched, completely floored. Had they truly received a response from the God of Misfortune?

After a long while, the villagers rose to their feet, some still wiping away tears of joy.

Yu came up to Yu Xing, tears still in his eyes.

"Thank you," he said. "We truly received the god’s answer."

Yu Xing swallowed hard, her head spinning.

Not noticing her look, Yu continued, "Come see your room."

Yu Xing’s room was located behind the temple. As Yu explained, only the god’s envoy was permitted to reside within the temple, to remain close and serve the deity.

Yu Xing understood—same as how Lance lived in his church while others stayed in the dormitories behind.

This time, the villagers didn’t follow. Yu opened the door to her room.

The spacious room was divided into several areas—a work area, a sleeping chamber, and a large bathroom.

Yu Xing loved the place—roomy, beautiful, furnished with solid wood. It struck her as ironic. Since arriving in this world, she’d mingled with fancy folks—rich girls, bishops, generals, government bigwigs. She’d made bank and even bought property.

Yet the finest place she’d ever lived in turned out to be this room in Tomorrow Village.

Pretty damn ridiculous...

Done reminiscing, Yu Xing turned to Yu. "I gotta go."

"Leave?" he asked anxiously. "Where to? Will you return?"

"Of course," Yu Xing assured him. "I just have matters to attend to. Don't know when I'll be back."

"After I’m gone, that girl I told you to watch over—"

Before she could finish, Yu cut in, "Don't worry. We'll die before we let anything happen to her."