The Garlic Tribe’s paddleboats sail the seas.
Protected by sea monsters, they were able to reach the depths of the ocean, and the chances of shipwreck were drastically reduced from what they used to be.
One ship after another pioneered and explored, and the little people mapped out the sea map of this shard world.
[The Garlic Tribe drew a map of the world, and everyone’s intelligence has improved slightly.]
Lu Yao tapped on the map on the right side of the interface.
The entire world was even smaller than he thought, the vast majority of the area was ocean, and there were only two continents in the sea. The western continent was the home base of the Garlic Tribe, and the eastern continent was the prairie that had only been discovered not long ago.
Far away from the two continents, there were two large islands. One was the East Sea Island where the East Sea Clan used to reside, and the other was the Bright Moon Island where there had been an outbreak of rat infestation.
The rest were scattered islets and archipelagos, some of which were also inhabited by natives, but there were no traces of god worship or idols to be found.
The narrow world was oval in shape, with its edges wrapped in a kind of grey mist that was also the boundary of the world.
No matter how far forward the paddleboat paddled, it could not approach the border, and even swimming in the water could not reach the edge of the world that seemed so near. The villain could only look out from afar, lamenting his own weakness.
Lu Yao fixed his viewpoint on the border area.
He observed it for a long time and found that the boundary was expanding outwards – or rather, growing – at a slow pace.
The debris world was like an oval pancake that was still spreading out.
Its edges generated more oceans, and there were some randomly generated scattered islands.
Lu Yao was curious.
If it was allowed to keep expanding and growing like this, what would actually happen?
Would it turn into an infinitely growing giant world?
Or would it completely close the world on all sides and turn it into a truly three-dimensional world?
Lu Yao asked Isabelle.
“My lord, the fragmented world is now slowly repairing and growing under the power of the rules.”
“If given a long enough time, it will eventually generate a new Masterless World.”
“But the truth is that this is very difficult to do.”
“Because fragmented worlds and masterless worlds don’t seem to be very different from each other, but there is actually one most fundamental difference.”
Isabel patiently explained, “In the Masterless World, the world rules operate closed.”
“That’s why gods can’t descend into it out of thin air, only by breaking through the outer wall of the Lordless World, or through world overlapping, entering the Lordless World a little bit.”
“Then only then can they change its inner rules and turn the masterless into a master. It’s like fitting a key and lock to a door, so that other gods can’t enter.”
“The shard worlds are crippled, and the inner rules are too badly damaged. Even if most of them can manage to close, the world itself is still riddled with flaws.”
“Unless these flaws can be repaired, the fragmented world is like an insane patient covered in wounds. Even if the wounds on his body are scabbed over and healed, he can’t come to his senses, and he doesn’t have the life force of a masterless world.”
“The fragmented world’s gaps result in the inability to form a complete closed loop. These gaps are also the coordinates for trainee gods to enter.”
“Trainee Gods always keep descending into the fragmented worlds, so it’s almost impossible for the fragmented worlds to close up again, and they will only inexorably become more and more crippled ……,” Isabelle said patiently.
Lu Yao briefly summarised.
The Sharded World was like a bus that would always open its doors at the stop, and the Trainee Gods were the passengers who owned the tickets.
Some Trainee Gods would sit for a long period of time, while others would quickly get off the bus. As the gods got on and off, the train could not be stopped, and it would continue to break down through wear and tear.
The Masterless World was a new car that had only just left the factory, and only one god could control its ownership.
Because it was a new car, it was good in every way, fast, powerful, and had some extra features. It was only natural that the owner would be more attentive to maintaining his car.
That was how the situation was.
That’s why the Shard World is the newbie village for new players.
Lu Yao estimated that once he built the wonders and entered the Hall of Gods, probably the godly players would enter the so-called crawling zone. Being forced to move out of this newbie zone.
At this time, a line of text was displayed on the game interface.
[Hymilla wrote the first book of theology, The Gospel of the Gods.]
[The Garlic Tribe invented theology.]
[The Garlic Tribe has developed a fervent worship of you due to theology, and their faith has been drastically increased.]
-There is a believer leading the fanatical worship, is it necessary to convert her into a prophet?
[Yes] [No]
Fervent worship?
This was the first time Lu Yao had seen such a description.
The first thing he did was to glance at the upper right corner of the interface.
This glance made Lu Yao wonder if he was blind.
Population: 21,398 Faith: 25,741
Lu Yao still couldn’t hold back his breath.
Faith instantly exploded!
Was this the power of a substantial increase?
He took two deep breaths and did some calculations after calming down.
Before, Faith was around 4000 points, this instantly boosted 21000 points of Faith …… The number of growth happened to be the total population.
That is to say, the so called substantial boost is that all the population provides 1 point of extra faith each!
Lu Yao had always had a vague feeling that the importance of population was in no way lower than faith.
Otherwise, the Simulator wouldn’t have given it such a high rating.
[Population is the shell, Faith is the power.]
The two were pillars on the same level.
Lu Yao surmised that once the population exceeded a certain threshold, further qualitative changes should occur. This qualitative change would not only come from the civilisation level of the believers, but also from the impact on the body of the Divine Player.
He didn’t expect that the first dividend brought about by population would come so early.
Lu Yao was also a bit thankful at this time.
Luckily, his buddy had always preached balanced development and steady progress, and hadn’t gone to extremes like other players.
How can you walk on one leg?
If you’re not careful, you’ll fall.
As for the instigator of this Faith Bull Market, Lu Yao also looked at it how he saw it.
Haimila, you’ve done well, well done.
No wonder you were able to lead the East Sea Clan before you were so young, you are capable.
Lu Yao tapped into the pantheon and coolly transformed her into a Prophet.
At this time, Hai Mira was already 35 years old. Ten years had passed since Lu Yao had last noticed her.
In the Detailed Personal Panel was Hemila’s stand-up drawing.
The tall woman with wheat-coloured skin was in a house picking at the light.
Under the dim light, she was writing on paper with a charcoal pencil. She was wearing a wool coat, and her eyes with long eyelashes sparkled with a little light, as if she had been inspired by something.
Here is a quote from her.
–Even when you are senseless, God is leading you.
……
[Prophet Lv8] Hemera
Attack 0 Defence 2 Knowledge 5 Mana 1 Luck 1 Morale 3
[Abilities
Wisdom Lv5: Wisdom is the key to the Apostle’s ability to listen to the will of the gods. The higher the level of Wisdom, the easier it is to improve and comprehend the abilities.
Theology Lv1: Good at spreading the faith of the gods, able to keenly discover the traces left behind by the gods, comprehending in observing the miracles to raise the level.
……
Hemera gave Lu Yao a small surprise.
Compared to the previous generation of Prophet Nong, Hemila was much smarter and had comprehended the [Theology] skill. Professional Prophet now belonged to is.
Hemila only needed to study and observe miracles to upgrade. It’s a coincidence, isn’t it? It just so happens that I, Lu, am another divine player who doesn’t skimp on miracles.
A perfect match belongs to Yes.
While Lu Yao was happy, he noticed that there seemed to be a person missing from the temple.
That Astrologer Shahan who had been staying in the temple and praying silently, why wasn’t he here?
Lu Yao searched and searched, but could not find the astrologer.
Finally, he found Shah Khan’s name on the monument.
“Shah Khan: Outstanding Astrologer and Leader, who authored “A Brief History of the Tribe” which tells all those who come after him, never forget where you came from.”
This guest prophet, who was not good at figuring out the will of the gods, has finally completed his mission.
But that doesn’t mean it’s over.
In the ghostly city of Saniro, Lu Yao found the ghost of Shahan.
He was setting up a stall in the city at this time, happily divining the fortune and weather for every passerby.
This old man really loved astrology.
Lu Yao reckoned.
For Shahan, sitting in the temple was a job during his life, and setting up an astrology stall on the street after his death was his life.
Perhaps this is life.
