But at this moment, Ji Jue hesitated slightly.

It was too successful, too smoothly. He originally thought it would take several tries, so much so that he did not even have time to think about this issue.

At this moment, upon hearing the words, he paused slightly as he opened his mouth, and what appeared in his mind was the scene from the Crack Realm of the past, that aged face, cunning and calm, hatred and peace, imparting and guiding, and at the final farewell, that relieved and easy smile.

He smiled self-deprecatingly and looked at the intelligent being:

"You shall be called... Prophet."

"Rejected."

The resolute voice sounded, leaving Ji Jue stunned on the spot, bewildered.

[?]

What the hell?

In theory, naming is equivalent to establishing a pure master-servant relationship, henceforth, the craftsman and the soul will be one, never to be separated.

But the books never mentioned that the newly born Spiritual Wisdom would refuse a name!

"Why?" Ji Jue did not understand.

"Based on the retrieval of past data, this name has already been adopted by other intelligences. This behavior of the user is commonly referred to as 'eating a substitute meal'."

The Spirit of Workshop said: "Reminder to the user, please do not project emotions for other creations onto 'me'."

"Goddamn 'eating a substitute meal'!"

Ji Jue felt extremely frustrated, so these artificial intelligences do not allow duplicate names!

But this is the first time for everyone, so let's not be too picky, and besides, Ji Jue does not care, since you are not satisfied, let's change to another one.

He thought for a long time: "Then... how about Fool?"

The Spirit of Workshop answered resolutely: "Rejected."

"What is it now!" Ji Jue glared.

"It doesn't sound good."

The Spirit of Workshop's answer was concise, which dealt a heavy blow to Ji Jue.

Alright, you are picky about it!

Ji Jue slapped his knee, "Then how about..."

"Rejected."

This time, even before he spoke, he was denied.

[???]

The Spirit of Workshop said: "Based on a comprehensive assessment, the inherent naming path of the user does not match 'my' identity and function."

Ji Jue was angry: "You didn't even listen, how do you know it doesn't match!"

The Spirit of Workshop said: "Based on inference, it would be something like XX Cow or Horse, right?"

Ji Jue: "..."

The Spirit of Workshop: "Isn't it?"

"..."

In the silence, Ji Jue looked away, without answering.

For the entire following hour, Ji Jue was engaged in a battle of wits and courage with the newly born Spirit of Workshop.

There was no vigilance as when facing an out-of-control creation, throwing the rewind to the side.

Mainly, he was determined!

If a nit-picker, then so be it, not like it's unusable, and anyway, isn't it still lively and healthy?!

More personality!

Flint was rejected for being too ugly; Sea Demon was rejected for being too abstract; Truth was rejected for being too unreachable; Astra was rejected for being inexplicable... In the end, among a bunch of names like Bast, Hela, Hel, Erishkagal and so on, the Spirit of Workshop chose its final name.

[Isis]

"Why?" Ji Jue did not understand.

This title was a remnant of myth passed down from an era long before the chaotic times, a Goddess of Life and Growth who fell into the Netherworld. He didn't understand why she liked it so much.

"It resembles me."

Isis replied: "Isis rose from the Netherworld and fell. Life falls into death and rises again, known as the goddess of rebirth and reincarnation. The Jade Record says, 'From the earth rises, and from the sky descends.'

Just like my birth, arising from the void, reborn from spiritual essence, yet still destined to return to nothingness, isn't it?"

"..."

Ji Jue shook his head, "Then why not call you Persephone, isn't it the same?"

"It's different, Isis's husband is dead."

Isis answered: "From your naming habits, you seem to have quite a persistence about this. Combining the knowledge and memories you have infused, I guess — the death of a partner seems to be a thing worthy of celebration in human society."

She said: "May this name bring you some luck."

In the silence, Ji Jue had nothing more to say, his expression twitching.

"...Thank you very much."

"You're welcome."

In the flask, brilliant starlight flickered, much like the proud twinkling of eyes.

She said: "My master."

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