Being watched by the boy, Doyle immediately felt that he was being wrapped in a ball of warmth. The flesh and blood injuries he had suffered along the way were recovering quickly. Except that he was still very hungry, his fatigue was wiped out, and his body seemed to be full of strength.

"The fruit here is very good, called Origin Fruit, but your life class is too low and you can't eat more. You'll have the most food."

When the boy opened his mouth, the fruit on the fruit tree fell off naturally and fell into the boy's hands, and was then thrown at him by the boy.

I was obsessed with catching the fruits flowing in the sky, and a special fragrance came to my nose.

Without hesitation, Doyle started to eat in big mouthfuls. He greedily ate the flesh and opened his mouth to suck the juice because he was really hungry.

A warm current poured into Doyle's body. This warm current made Doyle's body feel itchy, as if there was a powerful force growing, followed by the pleasure from the soul. The feeling was hard to describe in words. Doyle felt like he was floating towards the clouds, rolling in the soft marshmallows, and even his mental power was improved slightly.

After eating this fruit, Doyle's instinctive reaction was: "Pick a few more and keep them for later!"

No, he even wanted to pick all the fruits away. This fruit is millions of times better than the attribute fruits. It is not a thing of the same level. If he could eat one for Natasha...

"It blooms in 300 million years and bears fruit in 300 million years. Its fruit falls from the branches and can only be stored for three days at most, and it can't be stored for that long." The boy spoke as if he could hear what Doyle thought clearly.

"Can you know what I want?" Doyle looked at the boy under the tree in surprise. He was wearing simple clothes, his face was blurred and unreal. He seemed ordinary all over his body, but he exuded a grand aura like Allah.

"You are..." Doyle didn't know how to call this extraordinary boy.

"Come here and sit." The young man waved his hand and turned around. He sat at the highest point of the hill, looking at the other end of the hill.

Doyle carefully came over, but fortunately the plants around him did not deal with him. They were extremely gentle and obedient around the boy.

He habitually wiped two handfuls on the ground and blew it symbolically. Maybe the dust on the ground was too heavy, and Doyle actually didn't blow anything up. Then Doyle sat next to the shepherd boy.

After looking at the direction of the boy's gaze, Doyle realized that there was a cliff below the other side of the hill, and the bottom of the cliff was an endless grassland.

This grassland is not all green, but blue, purple, and all colors. Most of them will shine and connect together, like a bright and crystal sea of ​​light.

But for some reason, Doyle did not find a sheep in such a vast grassland.

"Are you the one who has come here from other times?" Little Doyle asked the boy next to him.

"I am free and forever in this world, and I live forever, and I live forever, without beginning or end." The young man replied with a smile.

"Pu!" The smart little Doyle turned around and knelt down.

“See Allah.”

"It's right to call me that, but I have my own name, my name is Tian." The boy helped Doyle up and continued:

“Isn’t the Trinity the exact thing you’ve studied?”

"You, are you... the heaven in the Trinity of the True God?" Doyle asked with trembling all over.

"Don't be afraid, in a sense, you're right." The young man touched Doyle's back, smoothing out the huge fear that Doyle had caused because of his low life class, and giving him an unprecedented peace of mind.

"I feel very unreal. I actually sat with the Great Heaven. I was a little excited and nervous..." Little Doyle murmured with his calves holding his calves. He looked down at the grassland under the cliff, looking very honest and well-behaved.

"I know." The voice of heaven was as warm as Allah, but Doyle felt that heaven seemed to have a little more than Allah.

"It's emotions." Tian answered Doyle's question.

Then He said:

"In the Trinity, [Tao] is the most vast. [Tao] has thoughts, but no emotions or emotions understood by anyone. Therefore, he generally does not pay attention to everything in the world, but acts according to his own [Tao]. People say that [the way of heaven is ruthless] cannot be wrong, but the way of heaven is the greatest emotion of heaven, and this needs to be understood slowly in the future."

"I am [God], I have feelings, but I will not grow old."

Heaven smiled like the eldest brother next door and said, "He exuded an indescribable sense of intimacy."

Under this sense of intimacy, Doyle became much more courageous and asked curiously:

“Some scriptures describe you…”

"I have never taught anyone to do anything since my creation, nor have I set any rules for others. People are always absolutely free."

After a pause, he continued:

"All the scriptures and verses about me are written by people according to their own ideas. They are tools to serve the rulers of humanity. The answer is in the history of human beings. When people think what should appear, what will appear in the scriptures. Everything is what humans mean, not what I mean."

"Are they all fake?" Doyle asked curiously.

"No, one thing is true, that is, there is indeed a [creator], or [first cause], or [god-level civilization]. There are many similar titles, and they all talk about me, but any life in the world of Allah can only imagine my existence, but cannot understand my existence."

Tian paused, looked at Xiao Doyle, who had countless questions in his heart, and then smiled:

"I want to tell you all the questions you want to ask, but you don't have the ability to listen. Keep growing Doyle, grow until you can listen to these secrets, and then the world is right in front of you."

"That heaven's Revelation?"

"That was not written by me. At that time, heaven recruited many gods and people. In order to facilitate management, the earliest group of gods wrote the scriptures through their own understanding of me. Some of the scriptures were compiled by your grandfather Kane Knight. I have never shown anything. In words you can understand, I prefer it to be natural."

Doyle was about to ask questions about heresy, but suddenly felt something in his heart. It seemed inappropriate to discuss this matter on this timeline, so he stopped in time and asked another question:

“Are those scriptures that teach people to be good also false?”

"Believe me to go to heaven, or do you believe me to go to hell?"

Tian suddenly let out a hearty laugh and then asked Doyle:

"Doer, look at this vast world and this dazzling universe. Don't you think a grain of sand is too small?"

“Yes, it’s too small.”
Chapter completed!