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"You're a gardener?" Rode asked in surprise.

"It's a hobby, a hobby!" the Book of Knowledge replied through gritted teeth. "Though I've forgotten what I once looked like, the elegance, nobility, intelligence, pride, sanctity, inviolability, and surging waves still linger in my soul. I'm sure I was once a great god. Even if you are my master, you can't trample on my dignity like this."

Rode chuckled, "Sorry, Book, I was just speaking my mind. With your passion for cultivating spiritual flowers and herbs, perhaps before you became the Book of Knowledge in the dreamscape, you were the legendary God of a Hundred Flowers."