Chapter 1 Should Be No Problem to Take a Glance…

Hao Ren looked around like a thief for a long time, as if the room was filled with cameras. Then, while muttering to himself, he came to Raven 12345's desk. He was curious about what was on the goddess's data terminal - this stemmed from human curiosity. Although he knew it was boring, he couldn't control himself.

When he got closer, he found a page that looked like a forum. The text was not in Earth languages, but he could fully understand it through the data terminal's seamless translation. At the top of the page was the title "Shadow City Community Watering Hole." He remembered that "Shadow City" was the capital of the Xiling Empire, also known as the "highest divine realm" in mortal understanding. So, the moment he saw the title, Hao Ren felt a solemn atmosphere crashing down on him. The first topic post at the very top of the page shocked him even more:

"I was recently transferred to a primitive universe to be a God. How can I pretend that I often serve as God? Waiting online, it's quite urgent - Raven 12345, from a magical data terminal, posted thirty minutes ago."

Below this post, Hao Ren's unreliable female superior had been given more than two hundred and thirty likes and had been artificially pinned to the top...

Hao Ren silently left the desk and returned to his seat, sitting upright and trying to lower his head to his navel. He wondered what Raven 12345 would do if she knew he had seen this post. Would that psychotic goddess become angry and kill him instantly?

In any case, Hao Ren's last unrealistic fantasy about the Space-Time Administration collapsed at this moment. Although he knew that the Space-Time Administration was a terrifying behemoth, so terrifying that any deputy section chief or higher could instantly kill the entire galaxy without any incantations, he now knew even more that those big shots with the power to kill the galaxy basically had no time to harm humans. Raven 12345 was a prime example. Look at that psycho, does she ever do anything serious?

While Hao Ren was pondering with his head down, a vortex of blue light suddenly swirled in the room. Raven 12345 had teleported back. Her sudden appearance startled Hao Ren, but she didn't seem to know that Hao Ren had just peeked at her data terminal. Raven 12345 held a matchbox-sized crystal shard in her hand and handed it to Hao Ren: "Here, keep this safe. You'll need it in the future."

"What's this again?" Hao Ren was already somewhat immune to the various strange high-tech gadgets issued by the Space-Time Administration, so he just asked out of curiosity, without the same country-bumpkin amazement as before.

Raven 12345's tone was as if she was lending someone half an eraser: "Spaceship ignition key. It's also a trainee pilot training card."

Hao Ren had just taken the crystal shard when he heard this and shuddered as if he had touched a red-hot iron, almost dropping the seemingly fragile crystal shard to the ground. He inevitably entered country-bumpkin mode again: "What did you say?! Spaceship?!"

"Yeah, spaceship," Raven 12345 nodded. "What's with the surprise? The Space-Time Administration has countless universes under its control. The orderly range of this world that I manage reaches thirty billion light-years - as the only certified deity within thirty billion light-years, do you think I'd choose a spokesperson based on his troubles on Earth? Do you think every god is a micro-sculpting enthusiast?"

Hao Ren received the crystal shard in an almost numb state. He swallowed hard: "Let me get this straight… you mean I have to learn how to fly a spaceship?! That's a bit of a leap!"

"It's okay, you won't need it for now. The spaceship I'm giving you hasn't been approved yet. I only applied for an anti-theft lock for you..."

Hao Ren: "..."

How does this goddess's mind work? There's absolutely no rhyme or reason to it!

Hao Ren confirmed with Raven 12345 several times, and finally confirmed that he really didn't need to consider spaceships and alien planets in the short term. This brain-damaged goddess had really only applied for a spaceship core lock for him - its purpose was completely incomprehensible. Hao Ren felt that it was like ordering an anti-theft door to prop up on the street before even buying a house. Was the point to be able to poke the lock with a key every day to achieve some kind of psychological satisfaction? But the problem was that Raven 12345 admitted that even the core lock for the new spaceship hadn't been delivered from the factory yet. She had someone bring this key directly from the workshop, and she didn't know what good it would do to give it to Hao Ren in advance...

This incoherent, mentally unstable woman was completely beyond communication.

"Anything else?" Raven 12345 didn't care how much trouble her bizarre logic had caused others. She patted Hao Ren's shoulder as if nothing had happened. "If there's nothing else, I'll go back and continue with my work. It's the first time in my life that a post has been praised..."

Hao Ren subconsciously wanted to nod and leave, but fortunately, his rationality returned at the last moment: "Wait! There's one last thing!"

Raven 12345 looked at Hao Ren curiously, and the latter quickly seized this opportunity to ask the question he hadn't had time to ask before: "I discovered something: magic is ineffective on me - when Vivian used blood magic to dispel the curse on me, it just fizzled out. Her blood was also useless on me, and when I went to England, those Laita runes also..."

Hao Ren told all the strange things he had encountered in one breath. He didn't think that this "magic immunity" was also a perk of working for the Space-Time Administration, because if there was such a perk, Raven 12345 would have told him in advance. Although this goddess was a psycho, she was unlikely to mess up on this issue. And more importantly - the magic immunity phenomenon first appeared before Hao Ren's body adjustment. At that time, he was completely ordinary, so the magic immunity ability must have been for another reason.

After listening to this description, Raven 12345 showed a rare serious expression. She looked Hao Ren up and down until he felt goosebumps all over his body before opening her mouth: "Immune to vampires' blood magic and blood infusion? Immune to the influence of Laita runes? And can also directly clear the effects of Laita runes? Besides that, are there any other situations?"

Hao Ren became nervous when he saw the expression on Raven's face. He guessed that his situation was probably not simple, and could actually make this scatterbrained goddess look like this. So, he recalled carefully, and finally shook his head firmly: "That's it. And I haven't come into contact with any other magic... anyway, I'm immune to all the ones I've come into contact with so far. Do you think I'm naturally immune to all magic? What an OP attribute..."

Raven 12345 casually flicked a spark and hit Hao Ren: "OP my ass, you're thinking too much."

Half a minute later, Hao Ren recovered from his paralyzed state, with a resentful expression: "Why do you just attack... so I'm not magic immune?"

"Not completely. You'll be immune to some magic, but which part... still needs to be investigated," Raven 12345 frowned. "This may also be a legacy issue, but don't worry, at least it's harmless."

"Can you tell me about it?" Hao Ren guessed that Raven 12345 should know some inside information and immediately leaned over. "This is happening to me after all, I think I at least have a right to know."

"The problem is that I'm not sure, and I can only roughly judge that it's related to the Dream Realm," Raven 12345 looked into Hao Ren's eyes, her expression genuine. "People who have come into contact with the Dream Realm usually undergo some kind of change, but most of them are malignant mutations, the kind that die within a few days. A situation like yours, where you wake up and are immune to some magic... is a special case. I must investigate before I can draw a conclusion."

"It's related to the Dream Realm again?" Hao Ren finally developed an active interest in that mysterious and dangerous place. "What the hell is it, how..."

"Why don't you go see for yourself?" Raven 12345 smiled mysteriously. "You've only come into contact with it once, and you're far from understanding the truth of that space. I won't tell you too much, study it yourself."

"It's always this half-said, half-left situation," Hao Ren couldn't help but mutter. "Only this point is quite similar to the gods in myths... oh right, one last thing!"

Hao Ren almost forgot an important purpose for coming here. When he remembered it, he quickly said: "Can the language problem of my tenants be solved? Vivian and Lily were stumped when they went to England, and Izhaks can't even speak human language. Now that great demon is holding a first-grade Chinese textbook and reading pinyin every day, and the werewolf, vampire, and demon communicate with sign language and hieroglyphics. If this continues, I really don't know how I'll face Hollywood and Qidian novels..."

Raven 12345 immediately showed a bright smile: "That's simple. I've already reported your special situation to the higher-ups. We can provide limited civilian equipment support for your tenants. Just bring them over in a few days, and I'll use the adjustment pod to install the language packs directly into their brains - oh right, you'll also need to install it again, so you don't have to use the data terminal as a transit point in the future."

Hao Ren thought for a while and finally realized what was wrong: "Wait! Are you saying I have to lie in that coffin again?"

Raven 12345 smiled brightly: "Yes!"

(Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!~)