As the idol collapsed and shattered, the remaining villains of the Savage Tribe prostrated themselves on the ground in fear, not daring to move.
“The gods are angry, the gods are angry.”
“Terrible, terrible.”
“The world is going to end, the world is going to end!”
“The gods are dead, the gods are dead!”
From the way the little people spoke, it was evident that they were not highly intelligent and still retained the distinctive features of simple vocabulary and singular cognition from the primitive era.
Meanwhile, Isabelle, the Recruitment Commissioner arranged by Lu Yao, boarded the Eastern Continent.
She galloped along on her ghostly white horse and soon arrived at a wretched tribe of savages.
“Your old gods have been struck down by the great God Yao.”
“From now on, you must believe in the great Yao God, who will grant you refuge and forgiveness!”
The savages who were originally lying on the ground, one by one, fell on their backs, and the originally sad symbols above their heads instantly disappeared without a trace, turning into smiling faces at the speed of light.
“Great Yao God, Yao God!”
“Stronger Lord God!”
“All glory belongs to Yao God!”
“Offer faith and life!”
Lu Yao had long since grown accustomed to these villains’ changing reactions.
People also believed in gods so that they could receive protection and revelation to better survive. In the end, which god is it not to follow?
Changing to a stronger one was something they were happy to see.
Lu Yao saw it clearly.
The trainee god players in the simulator were more like big bosses behind the scenes with a bunch of pixelated villains working for them, and the powerful gods were able to recruit monsters and train apostles and heroes.
He knew that it wouldn’t be too hard to deal with the Janus God.
The opponent was a newbie player, and the tribes were all still in the difficult opening phase, with limited ability to defend themselves.
Lu Yao, however, had already opened the map at this time and was sitting on a bunch of high end combatants …… He even only needed to send out Isabelle and the Blood Knights to take care of the entire savage tribe as well.
However, when Apostles entered the battle, they were bound to receive miracle damage from players, causing casualties.
It could be fought, but it wasn’t necessary.
It’s just safe to bombard the idol directly from a distance.
……
Lu Yao began to review this truly significant God Battle.
Although the battle was a very short process and was declared over as soon as it started, he still gained a lot of insights from it.
Firstly, a war between trainee god players was essentially a confrontation in terms of the power of faith and information ability.
First, one had to explore the map, find out where the other party’s god statue was located, and figure out the other party’s comprehensive strength.
Decided to launch the war then can not hesitate, first hand with a miracle to kill the other side of the prophet, heroes and other characters, so that the enemy can not use these villains to pass instructions. The enemy will lose their commander.
Next is to launch a miracle to bombard the idol itself.
Only one’s initial generation is a shrine, which doesn’t seem to be quite the same as a normal player.
More samples are needed to verify this one.
Plus the faith bombardment.
Consuming faith to create a miracle, whether it was a lightning bolt or an earthquake, would cause damage to the enemy idol. But the opponent was not defenseless.
In the face of Lu Yao’s intense bombardment of lightning, the Yangwu God even carried on hard for a few moments.
Did this mean that faith itself was a defensive force?
Lu Yao did an experiment.
He gave his divine temple a shot of lightning.
The lightning fell, frightening the Astrologer Shahan in the temple to kneel down and pray, and the little people passing by outside were all dumbstruck. However, seeing that there was not the slightest damage to the shrine, they were relieved and went about their own business.
Compared to the savage tribe, the Garlic tribe was seeing a lot, and some small conditions could not affect the order of their lives.
The result was that the Faith Value had lost an additional 20 points in addition to the 20 points consumed by the [Lightning] reduction.
The experiment proved that Lu Yao’s guess was correct.
Faith could be turned into both an attack like [Miracle] and a durability number in the temple.
By reserving a large amount of Faith, one could be wary of the opponent’s targeted bombardment.
In other words, if one wanted to start a divine war, one had to accumulate enough faith reserves. Faith could be used not only for attack, but also for defence.
There was no information gap between the gods of the two warring sides, and in a situation where the regular battle strength was similar, the amount of faith reserves was the key.
[Population is the body, faith is the power.]
This sentence summed it up very well.
Lu Yao silently digested the information brought by this divine battle.
He was still in a relatively relaxed mood.
This time, after receiving the savage tribes on the grassland, the population had grown by more than 300 people at once, making a small profit.
More importantly.
[The Garlic Tribe has learnt to raise and use horses.]
[The Garlic Tribe learned how to raise and use dogs.]
[The Garlic Tribe learned how to make and use pottery.]
Horses, dogs and pottery.
That’s the most important spoils of war.
……
After finishing his business, Lu Yao ate the fried potatoes that were a bit cold.
Anything you eat when you’re hungry feels delicious.
He swallowed half a box of fried tofu in one gulp along with a brined chicken leg, and was finally half full.
At this time, a dialogue box appeared above Isabel’s head.
“My lord, an offering from the God of Yang Wu was found.”
Something that looked like a white jellyfish floated into mid-air.
Lu Yao double clicked it to view the details.
……
[Head of Greed LV2]: +2/hour to Faith, +1 to Morale.The Head of Greed is hungry and thirsty, craving for powerful flesh and blood to grow and evolve by devouring it.
……
Growth props?
Lu Yao’s eyes lit up.
The Yang Wu God had constantly asked the Prophet to command the wild people to go hunting, even risking heavy deaths and injuries to hunt Fiery Flame Chickens, so it was for this prop.
He suddenly associated it with the Ming God from before.
It seemed that newbies were more reliant on and attached more importance to props, and paid less attention to tribal villainy. After all, tribal villain is fragile and troublesome, props are simple and efficient, and they can also quickly raise faith.
Focusing on the present first and making quick money was a common human mindset.
Huh!
Lu Yao sprouted a bold idea.
Since he was prepared to plough deep into this fragmented world and not leave the safe zone for a short period of time. Then theoretically, new players would constantly be refreshed here ……
Weren’t these new players a group of people who would steadily produce resources for themselves?
As long as one pays attention to the shattered world in real time and waits for them to develop a little while, it is always easy for newcomers to acquire the first props. Wouldn’t it be nice to harvest a wave of population and props at that time?
Low risk, stable returns, fair and transparent …… New players are simply the best financial products!
Lu Yao felt that he seemed to have found a sustainable development path.
……
At the same time.
In a certain flat, the door of the tightly closed room was slammed open by an external force.
Inside the dark and narrow room, only a ghostly light emanated from the computer LCD screen.
Someone flipped the switch on the wall, and the overhead light suddenly dispersed the darkness in the room.
The sudden appearance of light, illuminated the panoramic view of the entire room: not a large space in the centre of the computer desk and computer mainframe, the bed is in front of the computer, a pile of uneaten boxed lunches and instant noodles placed in the corner, flies hovering above, the room is filled with a rotting sweet stench.
The youth on the bed squinted at the bright light stimulating his eyes.
Two middle-aged men walked up to him.
“You’ve locked yourself in here for a week now, what the hell are you doing? You don’t even return your calls, your mother and I are very worried about you.”
The middle-aged man’s voice was tinged with anger: “And you said something about not having to care about you, who cares if we don’t care about you!”
The woman next to him advised, “It’s good that people are fine.”
She looked to her son, “Son, what have you been doing this week? It’s good to call home.”
A confused look appeared on the youth’s face, “I …… can’t remember.”
“You didn’t do anything illegal, right?” The father glared and said.
“No ……”
The youth struggled to remember, “I just forgot, I don’t know what happened.”
“Well, well, well, it’s good that it’s all right.”
When the mother’s heart was still soft, she said, “Go, go out and eat something first. Look at you, you’re so hungry you’re losing your looks.”
The youth nodded woodenly and began to get out of bed and put on his clothes.
Before leaving home, he glanced at his computer screen.
It always felt like he had done something really important, but no matter how much he thought about it it was a blur.
What had he done this week? Completely lost track of time because he was playing a game?
He searched around the screen, but only found some familiar game icons, not that thing that triggered the memory.
At the computer, he found a notebook, a signing pen.
The ink in the signing pen had been depleted, but the notebook was blank.
“Zhou Yangwu! Don’t come out yet!” Father yelled outside.
“Coming ……”
The youth closed the computer and twisted his head out the door.
