[MY CHILD, who hasn't been reborn yet, is already drying.]
Of course, it didn't sit well with Neoma.
Fortunately, the Goddess of Life gave her hope.
"Child, to recreate the Garden of Life, you need to bury celestial bodies and turn them into fertilizer," the Goddess of Life said gently. "If your child is an ordinary person, then a body or two would suffice. However, Vitu is a special existence. You need to bury at least a hundred minor gods."
"That doesn't sound hard," Neoma said coldly. "A hundred dead bodies of minor gods, right?"
"Neoma," Ruto said in a scolding tone. "I know it would be easy to kill a hundred minor gods. But you can't kill gods without justification."
Neoma looked at her man with cold eyes. "Ruto, do you think I care about your divine father's rule right now?"
Ruto looked taken aback by her hostility, so he caved in. "We can look for minor gods who have committed heinous crimes against humanity and use them as an excuse to execute them."
"Good. Do the hunting, and I'll do the killing," Neoma said to Ruto, then she turned to the Goddess of Life. "I remember that the Garden that we recreated in the first life was finished in just a few days. Is it the same now?"
"You finished recreating the Garden in the past only because you used powerful gods as fertilizer," the Goddess of Life said. "But using a hundred minor gods as fertilizer would take time."
Neoma knitted her eyebrows. "Grandma, you should have said that from the beginning."
"I didn't want you to use that option, child."
"But why?"
"Do you think the powerful gods, especially the major gods led by Lord Levi, would just let you kill their fellow gods just to turn them into fertilizer for your child?"
"Grandma, I don't need their permission."
"Child..."
"I'm not the Neoma of the first timeline– I'm choosing me and my baby this time," Neoma said firmly, then she turned to Ruto. "Babe, is Larissa still in your custody?"
Ruto nodded. "Larissa is being held captive in Veton's subspace."
"Very well," Neoma said, then she turned to the Goddess of Life. "Larissa is still technically a god, right? Aside from her, I'm thinking of using Helstor and Callisto de Luca as fertilizer for my child's Garden. And I need that Garden to be recreated as soon as possible. Will the gods I mention suffice?"
[But not anymore.]
It took Mona all the strength (and her pride as a mother) to stand in front of Neoma without kneeling or bowing before her.
And it was definitely the same for Nikolai.
[Our daughter... is really a god now.]
"Mama Boss, Papa Boss, please go to the Spirit World," Neoma said. Her voice was calm and polite, but her request still sounded like an order. "I need you to secure enough land for the recreation of the Garden of Life."
"Tara is on the neutral side, and she won't risk her safety to lend us a hand," Mona said worriedly. "What should we do if Tara refuses to cooperate?"
To be honest, she already knew what her daughter was going to say.
Even so, Mona still wanted to hear it from Neoma.
[I'm sure Neoma will ask me to take over the Spirit World–]
"Kill the Queen if she refuses to cooperate, Mama Boss," Neoma said in a serious tone, her red eyes glowing menacingly. "I'll use the Queen as fertilizer."
Ah.
Mona felt the chills.
[Neoma isn't herself...!]
"Neoma de Moonasterio!"
What?
Mona was surprised when Nikolai suddenly grabbed Neoma by the shoulders. "Nikolai..."
"Wake up!" Nikolai said while shaking Neoma's shoulders. "This isn't you, Neoma."
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