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Chapter 553 The Second Eden

I wish to become a god. #557 2/5/2026
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Peter's face contorted with fury, while a smug, satisfied smile played on his lips: "Highlight, Highlight! Tomorrow, I'll settle things with Daimona! She's mine—my money, my power, my charm! This time, I've ensured Electronic Arts at least partially weathered the financial crisis. My achievements in the company will be outstanding, and soon I'll be promoted to vice president—haha!" The scene shifts to outer space, to a utopian retreat where Highlight lives a blissful life with his five wives. Each day, they climb mountains to watch the sunrise; each evening, they gaze up at the brightest star overhead—the North Star. They tend to flowers, water the plants, and live a life of harmonious partnership—male and female working side by side—this tranquil existence allows Highlight to completely forget the chaos of the outside world. Life truly is exhausting. From birth, one goes to kindergarten, then elementary school, middle school, and finally university. After graduation, one faces unemployment right away. At the same time, one must buy a car, buy a house, get married, have children... Life becomes a cage. In modern society, the pressure is immense. Everyone is rushing, busy with fame and fortune. Yet, when a crisis strikes, all the hard-earned fame, fortune, and wealth vanish. Nothing is real—everything is empty. The labor we perform under the sun is ultimately empty. Only genuine love is real. To live freely and joyfully with the one I truly love, day after day, embracing simplicity, happiness, deep affection, and enduring tenderness—that is the life I truly desire. The scene shifts to the "Jerusalem" in heaven—a truly divinely constructed "holy city," with pearl walls and jasper gates, radiant with gold and splendid in majesty and grandeur. Within the great hall of the holy city, a white-robed saint sits upon his throne, addressing the goddess of victory beside him: "Goddess of Victory! I ask you: High Light has already been crowned as the God of Light, having triumphed over Satan, the one who tempted humanity, and restored light to the world. Yet now, with heaven's one day equating to earth's one year—counting the days—three months have passed on earth. I wonder, what has become of the world below?" "My Lord! My God!" The goddess of victory, just returned from her inspection of earth, looks deeply sorrowful, bowing low and reporting faithfully: "Earth is now undergoing an unprecedented catastrophe—a financial crisis that even we could not have imagined. It began in the United States in the eastern Pacific and has now spread across the entire world, leaving the entire globe in turmoil and distress." "Oh? Indeed, such a thing has occurred! Indeed, the True God had not anticipated that, in this highly advanced technological age and in this bustling modern society, a financial crisis would arise. The Goddess of Victory presented the full cause and sequence of events truthfully, and the face of the True God grew increasingly serious. He immediately said, "The God of Light—the one who brings light to society and hope to humanity—where has He gone? Where is He? He must manifest His mighty power among people! At times, He must wage war in the business world, rise as the sovereign of global commerce, and establish new commercial rules!" The Goddess of Victory shook her head and addressed the True God, "My God! High Light has already left France! I thought he was in China, but upon arriving, I could not find his trace. Now, I have no idea where He is!" The True God then said, "Let me perform a miracle! I shall see where He truly is." "Having said that, the Lord God closed His eyes and murmured softly. The goddess Victory felt a powerful surge of energy radiating from the Lord's body, spreading out strongly in all directions. Behind the Lord stood an enormous display screen—a technology unique to the Lord God, not invented by humans. Its clarity surpassed even liquid crystal screens by several orders of magnitude, rendering the displayed content exquisitely detailed and sharply observed. A circle was drawn from the center outward. Pffft, pffft, pffft! A series of sounds—targets detected. A small red dot appeared at a specific location. "Wow! Highlight is out in space! Right near the North Star!" the Lord God exclaimed in surprise. The goddess Victory was equally astonished—what on earth was Highlight doing there? Was he simply gazing at the North Star every day? "Goddess Victory! Listen to me now! Move swiftly! Go immediately and bring Highlight down to Earth! Execute a special mission! This world needs him to save it!" When God spoke, the Goddess of Victory immediately took action. Soon, she reported: "Lord God! Gao Liang and his several beautiful companions are living a carefree, happy life in a serene, idyllic realm in outer space—just as the Chinese idiom goes: 'They are so happy they no longer think of their homeland!' " God was first taken aback, then a deep sense of joy surged within him. He never imagined that Gao Liang would find such a perfect place—the very outer space "paradise" he had created, the second Eden! Gao Liang had truly found it! "Go ahead and take care of yourselves!" After saying this, Yahweh raised his hand and gave a firm clap. A boundless "divine energy" surged forth from the holy city in the heavens, shining brightly toward the "beyond-the-world paradise" where High Bright and Ying'er, Zhang Yuping, Dong Jiao, Chen Yuting, and Yu Die were joyfully harvesting fruits together in the countryside—enjoying the simple pleasures of a rural farm stay or a harvest festival. Wow! Such a large watermelon—sweet, fragrant, and delicious. Chen Yuting held one in her hands, washed it thoroughly in the nearby pond, and took a small bite, savoring it carefully. "Wow! So sweet! So delicious!" Her sweet, melodic voice delighted the other sisters. Ying'er, Zhang Yuping, Dong Jiao, and Yu Die raced around the fields, eagerly gathering the fragrant and sweet watermelons. Soon, each of them had one in hand. As for High Bright—he smiled warmly, watching the women, while he himself held a watermelon that was not only fragrant and sweet but also twice as large as theirs. "Husband! How come you're so big?" "Five beautiful women were amazed. Gao Liang beamed with joy and said, 'Planting melons also requires skill—this one, I've carefully cultivated!' 'Husband! I didn't see you fertilizing more than us, nor watering more than us. In fact, I didn't see you visiting the garden more than us. Why is that?' The women were genuinely curious. Gao Liang raised his right hand and tapped it once, gesturing to them. 'Ladies! Come closer—this is a secret. Once I share it with you, I'll reward you!' Several women stepped forward. Gao Liang pretended to look weary, simply saying, 'Husband is so tired—don't you think you should show some effort?'