"I swear to you, as long as you come closer to me, I will give you all the knowledge!"
"That's right, walk forward, quickly!"
"No, wait! You're walking in the wrong direction!"
"Daniel, have you given up? Don't you want to become the one who creates a pantheon?"
The voice of the God of Knowledge in Daniel's mind became increasingly impatient.
However, Daniel's expression remained one of disdain.
"You think you can control me?" he sneered.
"To be honest, I am intrigued by what you're saying, but I don't believe you. If you keep blabbering, I'll just go to another forbidden lands."
With that, Daniel began walking towards the exit of the forbidden lands.
Just as he was about to take a step forward, the God of Knowledge's voice suddenly rushed into his mind again.
"Wait, don't leave yet!"
"I told you, we're friends, and I don't want to interfere with your interests."
"Stay, remain where you are. I promise I won't bother you again until you become a Fake God."
