Oliver focused his gaze and indeed, it was a group of little Tiresias.
Their appearance was no different from the little girl ten years ago; they all wore the same clothes, had the same red hair, but their hairstyles varied.
Some had braids, some had ponytails, some had bangs covering their eyes, and some had long hair reaching their waists—"Brother Oliver!"
A little girl with the exact same childhood hairstyle as Tribios ran towards Oliver.
Other little lolis also shouted 'Brother Oliver' and ran towards him.
More kept coming out of the gate, one after another.
The previously empty square was quickly filled with red.
Oliver had long anticipated such a scene.
A thousand Little Tribbie would certainly be a grand spectacle.
Oliver picked up the first Little Tribbie who ran to him, just as he had held Tribios ten years ago.
Soon, the second, the third, the fourth—no more, no less, exactly a thousand!
His legs were surrounded by little lolis, hugging him tightly.
Each one was soft and fragrant.
He had always scoffed at loli-cons, but now experiencing it firsthand—it wasn't bad.
"I've become so many! We've turned back into our childhood selves."
All the Little Tribbie had telepathy with each other and felt each other's experiences.
If one hurt, the other 999 would hurt too.
Correspondingly, if 999 hurt, the remaining one would have to bear it.
Fortunately, the Blessing of Abundance had not disappeared; all thousand of them could live eternally and heal themselves.
"Brother Oliver, please give us names! That way you can tell us apart."
"Names, huh, let me think."
Oliver was at a loss for a moment.
The game's plot didn't give names for a thousand Tribbie.
He was gazed upon by a thousand expectant eyes and truly couldn't bear to refuse.
Just then, the one in his arms looked like Tribbie, the one on his left leg was Trianne, and the one on his right leg was Trinnon. (As shown in the picture)
"You are Tribbie, you are Trianne, you are Trinnon, you are Tissom—"
So the Little Tribbie lined up one by one, letting Oliver name them.
"Traian."
"Trianne."
"Trianne."
"Trinnie."
"---"
There were a thousand of them, and Oliver truly racked his brain, digging up all the knowledge from his nine years of compulsory education.
He finally managed to name all one thousand Little Tribbie.
"Yay!!!"
The thousand lolis cheered, dancing happily.
It seemed their childish nature dominated.
Perhaps this was the price of becoming a Demigod.
Tribbie: "Tribbie wants to hug Oliver Big Brother's right arm!"
Trianne: "Trianne wants to hug his left arm!"
Trinnon: "Trinnon will hug his thigh---"
Tissom: "Tissom wants to hug his thigh too."
The group of lolis began vying for his affection again, each wanting to be close to Oliver.
But he truly couldn't treat a thousand bowls of water equally, so he had to use the Power of Abundance to pick up every single one of them.
What he didn't expect was that the thousand Little Tribbie seemed to resonate with Oliver's Power of Abundance.
The next second, they all began to glow, turning into balls of light.
Then they converged.
Bang~
The ball of light exploded.
Tribios gently landed.
She had returned to her original tall, snow-white body.
"I'm back to normal?"
She was slightly surprised.
It turned out that even shattered into a thousand pieces, she could be influenced by the Power of Abundance and return to her original state.
She could even separate freely, able to separate whichever Ti she wished.
However, each separation would also separate a portion of her soul.
It must be Oliver Big Brother's doing.
She was certain of this in her heart.
Oliver also felt a bit surprised.
So the Power of Abundance could merge the thousand Tribbies.
This was a happy accident.
"Oliver Big Brother, you're the best to me!"
Tribios happily pounced into Oliver's arms.
"As long as you're happy."
Oliver dotingly stroked her head.
He pondered for a moment, roughly understanding the principle.
The Power of Abundance would solidify her body, always returning her to the state she was in the moment she received the Blessing of Abundance.
Due to the fusion of the Fire Chasing power and Oliver's personal guidance, Tribios could freely separate and freely recover.
An unintentional act had instead given Tribios a new ability.
Not bad at all.
"My mission is not yet complete, Oliver Big Brother, I need to temporarily leave City of Janus---"
Tribios looked up, meeting his gaze while still in his arms.
This reminded her of their previous kiss, and her cheeks involuntarily flushed.
"Um, I need to take on the duty of a messenger, to convey the oracle of creation to everyone, and I might not return for a very long time---"
As she spoke, she quickly split, turning back into a thousand Little Tribbie.
Because she was truly shy, afraid Oliver would bring up that kiss.
Tissom: "Tribbie, Trianne, and Trinnon will stay by your side. The rest of us will go to various parts of the world to complete our messenger tasks."
Little Tribbie Song wore a single ponytail, her two large eyes bright.
"Go, and if you encounter trouble, remember to tell me. City of Janus will also mobilize to assist you in spreading the oracle of creation."
Oliver nodded, readily agreeing.
As long as she wasn't making a mistake, he would always support Tribios in doing anything.
Moreover, even though Tribios had become a Demigod, she still hadn't completed the script, so she clearly had to continue.
He had a faint premonition that when the Journey of Fire Chasing began, that would be the end of the script.