Field of despair!
When these four words came out, many members of the demigod realm trembled in their hearts.
In fact, every time the God-Building Project is launched, everyone feels like they have lost half their lives.
"First of all, the Momen disciples worked overtime to prepare a pair of glasses for each of you. They should all have been distributed."
Lin Fan said, taking out a pair of glasses,
They are said to be glasses, but they are like shackles, completely locking the head, especially the eyes, even more tightly.
"This pair of glasses is made entirely of divine gold alloy and cannot be destroyed by your strength. As long as you put it on, it cannot be taken off unless you use a key to unlock it or break your head."
"There are also talismans on it that suppress spiritual thoughts."
"Bring it on, you will lose all vision, even your spiritual thoughts will not be able to detect it. And there is an indicator inside, which will tell you the direction of harvesting by means of pressure."
"And this time, each of you will take it with you and grope in the dark to harvest a 10,000-meter-long field!"
"You can use supernatural powers, you can use swords, you can use all your strength to harvest the crops in front of you!"
"The only thing is that you are not allowed to pause, rest, or drink water. If you want to pee, just pee in your crotch! You are not allowed to leave the wheat field until you finish cutting. Even if you die from exhaustion, you will die in the field!"
All those who have become gods will supervise a hundred people each! As long as someone dares to be lazy, he will immediately call him with divine power. You are welcome!"
For a moment, many demigod warriors looked at the "glasses" that had been distributed in their hands, and their faces turned pale.
"No, this, this torture device is prepared for us?"
"I thought we were being asked to capture the gods alive and they were shackled in advance!"
"Ten thousand meters? They are using us as mules! The black slaves can still drink water!"
Ten thousand meters, ten thousand meters.
It doesn't seem like much, after all, even ordinary warriors start training at 5,000 meters.
But harvesting is not like running.
If you can bend down and cut two hundred meters in one breath, you are considered as strong as an ox.
The Bull Demon King on the side whispered: "Even I, the old cow, can't stand ten thousand meters in one breath..."
"Hmph, it's not like you've been too weak recently." The monkey on the side snorted coldly: "It has to be me, Old Sun. The stick turns into ten thousand meters in length, and when the stick is smashed down, it is ten thousand meters long."
"It's not like we were in the God Realm recently... tsk tsk, those fox clan are so exciting! I can't even handle it anymore." Old Niu looked weak, "Monkey, how about we discuss how to use your golden hoop?
Lend it to me for a few days, I'm really out of reach recently."
monkey:"……"
"Now, everyone, put on the stickers!"
Lin Fan said in a deep voice.
All the soldiers stopped complaining and immediately took out a sticker and put it on their forehead.
It was a sticker made from the bone powder of a god. The pattern of the waves exuded a blue luster, carrying wisps of divinity.
Mark of God series stickers.
The products from Chen Lao's laboratory are now in mass production and are selling like hotcakes in Daxia.
The raw material is naturally Poseidon.
When used, not only can it be disguised as a devout believer in the gods, but it can also use a trace of the god of the sea's divinity to increase the speed of cultivation, especially to help strong people in the demigod realm break through and become gods.
Of course, if you have the conditions at home, you usually add a little bit of divine bone powder.
Beside Lin Fan, Mr. Jin frowned and looked at Mr. Chen: "No, hasn't Poseidon been used up yet? How much have you used now?"
"More than twenty tons."
"Tons?" Mr. Jin was stunned for a moment: "Poseidon doesn't seem to be that big... Is it so useful? Hasn't it been used up until now?"
"Oh, it's nothing. Didn't we kill a vampire ancestor before? Do you still remember?" Mr. Chen said lightly.
"Remember, as long as there is blood, you can recover quickly." Jin Lao nodded: "Aren't the bricks and cement we use to build the city wall now have his cells added to it?"
"Well, yes, during the ocean battle, although there was no body left of Poseidon, I organized a group of researchers to fish in the sea for a long time and still fished out some Poseidon's cell samples.
"
"Although cloning technology is currently unable to clone Poseidon's body, with the help of Mr. Zhang's medical team, I combined his cells with the vampires. By coincidence, there are osteoblasts in them... I can't use them all, whatever.
Pour some pig blood into it, and Poseidon's bones will come out. Do you think God is magical?"
"We have recently been thinking about what it would look like if we could restore Poseidon's skeleton and give it to the Bone Lady to control... Think about it, an army of tens of millions of Poseidon skeletons..."
Mr. Jin: "..."
Mass production of Poseidon's skeleton?
Jin Lao, who has experienced many battles, suddenly felt a little scared. This Daxia scientist is really too perverted.
If you can't figure it out later, this guy can really clone thousands of Poseidons and form a Poseidon army!
Lin Fan saw that many warriors had been marked by gods and turned into devout believers. He immediately said: "Now, put on your glasses!"
"Endless fatigue, endless front, and endless wheat!"
"You will be the first scythe that mankind wields against the gods! You will never stop! You will experience despair!"
"Squeeze out every drop of your physical strength, even your life!"
For a while, there was a lot of wailing.
"This is too cruel."
"No, this is too painful. Can't we switch to something else, even diving or skiing? It will be over as soon as I close my eyes."
"Boss," a demigod-level recruit looked at the squad leader with a confused look on his face: "This is simply a punishment for us! Can you withdraw?"
"You can withdraw and participate voluntarily. Our old rule is that if you don't have the courage to withdraw, you will never be held accountable afterwards." The squad leader snorted coldly, and then kicked the recruit in the butt: "Damn it, don't take it seriously.
, if you dare to quit, I will kick you to death!"
"That's right, don't let our class be embarrassed with you! Last time there was a coward who couldn't bear it and quit halfway through the participation. Now he is the baby of the entire God-killing Army and was punished by the squad leader to hold a pacifier in his mouth every day. Do you want to be a baby too?"
"Stop talking, brothers, hold him down and don't let him escape! I'll put it on him first!"
"Damn, now I'm afraid and want to quit. When the gods come back, you can ask the gods if you say you're afraid and can they make them withdraw!"
"Damn it, you still want to quit? Your parents live in Daxia, and you still want to quit? Are you really worthy of your parents!"
"Brothers, don't scold me, I'm just asking! Can't I wear it myself?"
"Brothers, in a word, whoever quits is the son of a bitch!"
"Isn't it just 10,000 meters? Let's do it, brothers! Let me make a deal first. Whoever leaves a little bit of wheat for the gods will wash the clothes for the class for a month!"
"I'll follow, and I'll give you another month of foot bathing!"
"I'll become a god when I turn around, I'll treat my brothers to a drink!"
"I'm not actively helping the enemy collect food. I have a brain problem. I'm just moving food home!"
A group of soldiers spontaneously put on the blindfolds that looked like torture tools.
Next, they will be in great pain, and their lives will be worse than death.
But it’s all for this land!
Whether it’s worth it or not, there’s no need to think about it!
This land seems to have magical power. As long as it is to protect this land, no one will hesitate even if they are broken into pieces!
When the soldiers put on their blindfolds, four thick cold gold chains were instantly aligned and locked, binding their entire heads. Their vision instantly fell into darkness, with only a slight pressure guiding their direction.
"Now, let me tell you one last time, don't talk about Daxia after you go! You are just going to work, just work hard!"
"yes!"
Lin Fan exhaled and said in a deep voice: "Everyone obeys the order!"
"Everyone has it, move forward!"
"The destination ahead is the God Realm!"
"Let us enter the divine realm!
"
Countless people and warriors were excited at this moment and shouted: "Enter the God Realm!"
Mr. Chen pressed the button in his hand.
"boom!"
In an instant, a huge device with a height of a hundred meters suddenly erupted in lightning and vibrated violently at a certain frequency!
That was an enlarged version of the space oscillator, far beyond what the pocket version on Lin Fan's chest could match.
"Buzz!"
In the high-frequency vibration, ripples appeared in the space, and a huge space gap suddenly opened.
It is ten thousand meters wide and stretches as far as the eye can see!
This is Daxia’s passage into the divine realm!
At the other end of the space passage is an endless wheat field!
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Millions of beasts roared.
Tall and heavy combine harvesters let out a dull roar and rolled over the earth, rushing towards the God Realm like a wave.
The harvester mechas, which were modified like giant god-killing mechas, walked forward with heavy steps.
Two million demigod members of the God-Slaying Army, wearing blindfolds like torture instruments, marched in formation, followed the guidance of pressure, and entered the divine realm!
Among them, there are warriors holding fists and armored men holding rakes!
There are disciples of Momen walking forward, with puppets roaring behind them!
There is a scholar holding a hoe, and a swordsman stepping on a sickle!
The various terrifying weapons that were originally used were all replaced by cold sickles, which were as cold as a group of old farmers getting ready to harvest.
On this day, salutes roared and the earth trembled.
Millions of mad dogs and humans rush into the divine realm!
And just when the harvester and the God-killing Mecha entered the God Realm, each of the staff who had been waiting in front of the passage for a long time held Taoist talismans and affixed them to each piece of equipment.
The talisman paper was affixed and spread instantly, turning into an invisible rhyme that spread on the surface of the harvester.
This is used to resist the plane pressure of the divine world.
The air in the God Realm is filled with rich and majestic divine power. It is impossible for ordinary life to bear this huge pressure, and the naturally weak body of human beings will only be crushed into pulp.
Only the demigod realm can enter.
Therefore, Taoist symbols must be used to resist pressure. After all, many of the pilots who drive harvesters and God-killing mechas are not at the demigod level.
There are specialties in the arts. The God-killing Army was only established for the purpose of fighting. It is a sharp knife that stabs the gods.
When it comes to driving a harvester, it is completely inferior to some skilled farmers.
Buddhist disciples even lined up at the entrance of the passage, chanted Buddhist scriptures, and consecrated each mecha on the spot.
In the cockpit, an old farmer held a walkie-talkie: "Hahaha, Li Da, I have never been out of the province in my life. I never thought I could enter the divine realm!"
A honest laughter came from the intercom: "Yes, that's the God Realm! We rarely even go to the city on weekdays! Who would have thought that the first batch of ordinary people in Great Xia who were lucky enough to go to the God Realm would be us?
These are the ones who work hard on growing crops all day long?”
"Let me tell you, these gods are really great. Without their invasion, how would we have the opportunity to travel to the divine world! I have to take a closer look at this trip to see what is different about the divine world. What kind of gods are there?
How good are the crops!”
"Pay attention to your wording. If it's from the God Realm, it belongs to our family! As long as you see it, it belongs to us! We have to move it back this time!"
"Hey, Li Da, don't worry, I will lose even if there is only one straw left!"
The common people watched the mighty team go away, and some people sighed: "If I had known, I would have signed up for a harvester class..."
"Stop talking, I will sign up for the class now, and next time I will go to the God Realm!"
"I'm so envious. My second uncle went there. I wasn't convinced at first, so I protested to the person in charge, but the first thing he said was: Can you drive a harvester?"
"Oh, you still have to have a craft."
Lin Fan watched the Daxia Harvest Alliance rushing into the God Realm in a mighty manner, and said to Dao Wanqian on the side: "You Dao sects have worked hard this time, so
Carving so many talismans in a short time."
The abbot on the side nodded repeatedly: "Yes, although my Buddhist sect consecrates these harvesters and even makes me hoarse from shouting, we can consecrate hundreds of harvesters at a time. And you have to draw a talisman for each one...
Amitabha."
Dao Wanqian was stunned for a moment: "Ah... not bad, just burned a few printers."
"Ah? Printer?" The abbot was stunned for a moment.
"Ah, printer. Anyway, as long as the shape of the talisman is correct, we downloaded the template directly from the Internet and sent it to several printing houses to spray-dye the talisman paper with yellow cinnabar... However, time was tight and the task was heavy, so several machines were burned out.
Machine." Dao Wanqian scratched his head in embarrassment.
The abbot looked in disbelief: "You printed this? Then you didn't do anything!"
"What are you talking about! I mixed the cinnabar myself..." Dao Wanqian argued: "In what age do you still have to draw talismans with your hands? Do you understand that we are advancing with the times?"
The abbot swallowed his voice, which had become hoarse from reciting Buddhist scriptures in the past few days, and looked at the disciples below who were still reciting Buddhist scriptures loudly.
I just feel like...it's still a flower played by Daomen!
You should have told me earlier!
If I had told you earlier, we Buddhists would just use the loudspeaker to play the Diamond Sutra and that would be it!
"By the way, Commander-in-Chief, what is our mission this time?" Dao Wanqian looked at Lin Fan.
All the gods of Great Xia are also eager to try.
"Forget it, just don't go." Lin Fan waved his hand: "You have all been sold in the God Realm. It would be bad if you were recognized later. Besides, you have to return to the God Realm to work on time."
After all, in the God Realm, these gods of Great Xia are sold as divine slaves, and they no longer have any connection with them, and they have no connection with Daming Co., Ltd.
This harvest is a matter between Daming Co., Ltd. and the Temple of the God of Agriculture. The gods of Daxia suddenly appeared to help with the harvest. This is not right.
All the gods of Great Xia were stunned for a moment.
"Ah? This..." Xingye was a little worried: "Is this really possible without us?"
Every time there was a confrontation with the gods, the gods of Daxia were always at the forefront.
Nowadays, there are no gods of Daxia taking charge of such a big operation, which makes them very worried.
"Everyone, you have been fighting for Daxia, but don't forget that Daxia itself is more powerful than us."
"Before, you protected it from growing up."
"And now, it has grown."
Lin Fan looked at the roaring terrifying coalition forces that rushed into the God Realm, "Let Daxia show its own power this time, and we can have a good rest."
For a moment, the gods of Daxia were stunned for a moment, and then felt extremely relieved.
Daxia, no need for help this time!
Although there is a sense of loss that "I am not as important as before", this loss is happy.
Seeing this mighty and terrifying coalition force pouring into the God Realm, many of the gods of Great Xia felt inexplicably relaxed.
The burden on their shoulders was finally shared.
"I really hope that one day, everyone in Daxia will become a god, and then we won't be needed anymore... Haha, then I can concentrate on dancing. Well, I plan to form a song and dance troupe, and I can also dance with Daji's daughter
Let's cooperate..." The First Emperor chuckled and said, "Bai Qi, what about you?"
Bai Qi frowned: "I'm going to write an autobiography, and I've already thought of the title, "Bai Qi, the God of Killer Reborn in the City"..."
"You're still in the third grade of elementary school and you're still writing an autobiography." Meng Tian snorted coldly, "I think you might as well go farming. I'll get a construction team later to build walls."
"Okay, let's not talk anymore." Lin Fan smiled: "Lao Zhu, come with me, let's go see how the preparations are at the God of Agriculture Temple."
at the same time.
The door of Aoki Temple is closed.
All the Aoki elders stood in the temple, looking nervous.
Just because...
Outside the Aoki Temple, Demeter stood quietly, and a group of agricultural gods surrounded the Aoki Temple!
He looked like he was going to attack the Aoki Temple.
This chapter has been completed!