Wang Mu stared dumbfounded, at an ordinary Indian on a two-wheeled tricycle, hurrying down the road with a half-human-high brick in his hand. The people around him seemed to sigh as usual, and they didn't even want to look at him anymore.

“… It's better to know than to be famous.

"King, the hotel is ready."

At this time, he walked from the blonde beauty and looked strangely at the figure of Wang Mu standing on the side of the road.

"What's wrong? You've been standing here ever since.

"No, I'm just experiencing exoticism."

"India does have a lot of culture."

Erica smiled brightly, her delicate appearance making the street vendors look upright. But they looked at each other's clothes and temperament, and wisely did not bother Wang Mu and Erica.

After that, Wang Mu came to the best hotel in the city.

Open the door, the gorgeous room has the scent of roses, and a cup of tea has been brewed on the table next to the sofa, apparently also a high-end item.

Wang Mu sat on the sofa, picked up the teacup, disappeared into a small sip, and asked who Erica was standing next to him.

"Is there any news from God?"

"Yes." Erica replied respectfully. "Initially, the local Magical Society wanted to visit the King, but they were afraid to disturb you.

"So what?

At this moment, on the hill outside the city, someone saw an extraordinary person. The lucky one described the remarkable man as "shining like a sun god", dressed in white armor and with a gentle smile on his lips – presumably the god of disobedience who came to India.

"Hmmm......"

Wang Mu touched his chin and asked.

The mortal looked at him, and instead of being angry, God let him go very calmly. Plus "shine like the sun...... Do you think he could be Surya, the sun god of India?

In mythology, the Hindu sun god is also a gentle god. He is revered as an animate deity, He inspires human understanding, He summons rain, He rules over everything that moves and exists, even other gods.

Surya herself, on the other hand, operates according to a fixed law, supporting the heavens and the earth, making them eternally stable.

He was the first god on earth to sacrifice and give fire to humans, so like King Indra and Agni, the god of fire, he was considered the most important god of the Vedic period. Buddhism lists him as one of the 12 days of the day.

"Not sure."

Erica thought for a moment and said. "Do you remember, King?" The first coming of that god, it seems, was in the Ganges, and he was probably a god who had a very close connection with the goddess Ganges.

"The goddess of the Ganges... The younger sister of the goddess of the snowy mountains. ”

Wang Mumo frowned, his understanding of these crooked ways was still too superficial.

Goddess Ganges is the sister of the goddess of the snow-capped mountains, who is the wife of Shiva, the god of destruction and creation.

"That's right.".

"Here." Erica took out a map of Indian cities and pointed it out to Wang Mu.

"We don't know the exact location, but it seems to be in this area along the Ganges."

Due to the distance, he could almost smell the faint smell of Erica's body, mixed with the scent of roses and the quiet environment in the room, which made Wang Mu a little uncomfortable.

It's time to find a girlfriend......

Thinking that he hadn't tasted a girl yet, Wang Mu couldn't help but be silent for a while.

But he wasn't in a hurry. He is now more passionate about power than about sex.

"yes, okay."

Knowing where to go, Wang Mu didn't want to waste time and immediately decided to go and see it himself.

"Erica, you're staying here. I'm going to walk around the area and see if I can touch a dead rat.

"Is it too dangerous?"

Erica said, worried. "You just managed to kill the gods. If you meet two gods who have not followed you in such a short period of time..."

"Who do you think I am?"

Wang Mu smiled and patted the blonde's forehead, ready to leave.

Erica clutched her forehead tightly, not yet reacting to the sudden intimacy, and she caught up with Wang Mu as soon as she saw him leave.

Take me, O king. I may not be as strong as you, but I can more or less help. ”

Erica believed Gogota's words and that self-protection was enough.

More importantly, the girl learns about God from her childhood. If she encounters a disobedient god, she will definitely be more reliable than the myth of Wang Mu's half-heartedness.

Thinking of this, Wang Mu nodded in agreement.

"Alright, let's go." Walking out of the hotel, Wang Mu and Erica did not hit the road, but rented a boat and sailed along the Ganges.

A middle-aged man in his 40s, translated by Erica as Kunar, is the best boatman in the area. It is said that he spent more than 30 years on the Ganges with his father since he was 7 years old.

However, it seemed that he wanted to rent a yacht directly, but this proposal was rejected by Wang Mu.

"I didn't come to India to sail on the Ganges, or to go to India!" He replied with righteous words.

Hearing this, even if Erica was unwilling in every way, she could only follow Wang Mu's wishes.

This is also the reason why Wang Mu wants to experience cultural customs.

He has been to two places in his life, one is China, where he was born and raised. The other is Japan, which is only a month away, and the whole trip is very intense, let alone enjoyable, focused on thinking about how to win the race.

The ship sailed for some time until it reached the edge of the city.

Without the tall buildings and the shade of the trees, the scenery here is better and gives people an open-minded feeling.

"Look at this, India is not as exaggerated as it is reported."

Standing at the bow of the boat, Wang Mu was enjoying the beautiful scenery on the river. The water reflects the shadows of distant houses. Several white-winged birds, whose names are unknown, fish in the river from time to time.

It is different from Wang Mu's leisurely posture.

Erica sat far away from the stern of the boat, carefully looking around, lest the ship's rapids splash on her skirt.

"Erica, what's wrong?"

Wang Mu noticed the expression of his female companion and walked over with a smile. "You've been sullen since you got on board. Are you seasick?"

The blonde girl turned her head and opened her mouth.

"You...... Don't you think the Ganges is dirty?"

"Dirty?"

Wang Mu looked at the water around him.

"I think so, not much...... Dirty ......"

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and sometimes the visuals weren't very good, so the pictures he saw definitely affected his mood

Several Indian men threw a body into the Ganges, while downstream, a woman in Hanoi washed her hair after throwing garbage into the river.

Wang Mu was not the only one who saw this scene. His colleague Kunar also saw the scene, but he didn't even notice the tone of the introduction. He still rows silently, which shows how common such scenes are. Take a look at the latest chapter of "The King's Dimensional Journey, Claw Book House" to read for free for the first time.