Thus, most theologians in the past believed that the original site of the Garden of Eden was in Babylon, because of the "East," as Babylon is to the "East" of Israel. Also, because Babylon has two rivers with the same names as the rivers in the Garden of Eden.
During the Babylonian Divine Era, the Divine Ancestor Apsu was the origin of all waters on earth. Theoretically, freshwater rivers like the Euphrates River, Tigris River, Gihon River, and Pishon River were born from his bloodline.
This coincidentally matches the scene before us.
Therefore, the garden that Luo En personally remodeled could very well be the God-given paradise recorded in the Bible.
"What’s wrong? You don’t name? If not, shall we change it?"
Aile stepped forward to inquire, her eyes full of deep concern.
Meanwhile, her hands gently patted Luo En’s back while helping him sit down.
Everything seemed so natural.
"No need, I just choked accidentally. Let’s call it Eden, the name is quite fitting and sounds very nice."
Luo En responded casually, confirming this significant name.
The original text of the Bible contains the meaning of paradise in Eden, making it a true Divine Paradise. Since he plans to incorporate the Babylonian Divine Era under his wing, he will surely imprint his faith and deeds here, using this name aligns perfectly with the Bible’s content.
But this alone is far from enough.
The divine paradise, to be vibrant and colorful, requires the embellishment of life.
Especially pure and holy spirits.
Luo En’s gaze flashed as he looked at the Queen of the Underworld beside him:
"Earlier, I suggested to you the establishment of a mechanism in the Netherworld to judge the departed souls, how have you considered it?"
"I’ve thought about implementing it, but I’ve never found the right person to serve as the Judge of the Underworld."
Aile scratched her head, a little embarrassed.
She was used to living alone and wasn’t good at interacting with people, naturally making her poor at identifying and employing talents.
Faced with this problem that was difficult for her to solve, Aile almost instinctively looked toward the omnipotent presence in front of her:
"How about you do it?"
"I’m alive, and I also have to manage this garden for you, it’s probably not possible."
Luo En gently refused.
He wanted the entire Babylonian Divine Era, and had no time to act as a Judge of the Underworld, seeking justice for those departed souls.
However, being someone who liked to worry and think ahead, Luo En had already prepared an alternative answer in his heart when he raised the question.
His gaze flashed as he smilingly spoke:
"I have a candidate to recommend to you."
"Who?" Aile asked curiously.
"Someone you know, a wise king who once visited the Netherworld and gained profound enlightenment between life and death."
Luo En answered with a smile, his mischievous gaze penetrating the dark layers of the earth, looking toward a certain direction.
A burly figure leaned back in a throne inlaid with gemstones and gold, motionless, with piles of administrative clay tablets almost burying him on the desk before him.
Darkness, chaos, emptiness, ethereal...
Various indescribable feelings surged in from all directions, peeling an invisible consciousness away from a physical body.
An inexplicable tugging sensation kept intensifying, and the spirit, like a marionette, continued to fall.
Through the soil, through the rocks, through the darkness.
After breaking through a hazy membrane, the invisible consciousness coalesced into a golden humanoid silhouette.
As if just awakening from a dream, the figure opened his eyes and looked around.
The inexplicably familiar sensation made his face instantly change:
"Netherworld? Am I dead?!"