The world on the desk.

"Poor Yun Umbrella Sealed Artifact Envoy, he will never come back."

"We will remember his courage and merit, and his name will be recorded in the civilization machine and occupy those few bytes forever."

The Messenger of the Sealed Book and the Messenger of the Black Pen opened a memorial service for the Messenger of the Cloud Umbrella to commemorate his brave sacrifice and unremitting dedication.

And when the perspective is raised from the desk to the entire study, the dimension of the world suddenly changes.

The people in the study world sat on chairs and said to the world members on the table.

"It's not necessarily dead, it could be trapped somewhere."

The Messenger of the Sealed Book did not deny this possibility, but still said.

"Being trapped and completely losing his freedom, he will self-destruct. There is a high probability that he will die. Otherwise, he will either encounter force majeure or rebel. In either case, it is not an exaggeration to put him on the death list.

.”

Although no information was sent back, it was a message in itself, which meant that the other end of the ladder to the sky was dangerous.

Helfas has always been a person who doesn't like taking risks. At least when he has a choice, he will not be inclined to take risks. On the one hand, he is more cautious in letting the messenger of the Sealed Book make new plans. On the other hand, he also confirms that

I will not take the initiative to go to the other end of the Sky Ladder for the time being.

Herfas: "Don't put him on the death list for the time being. We will wait until it is thoroughly confirmed. This will be the case in the future."

The envoy of the Book of Sealing nodded: "Okay, everything will follow your will. However, although this matter and the other world are of high importance, our focus now should be on the plan to become a god."

Helfas: "What good suggestions do you have?"

Becoming a myth is not an easy thing. Helfas said that he only needs to give him a few hundred more years to become a myth. But this does not mean that he has accumulated enough of most of the gods in the past nearly a thousand years.

Blood.

The accumulation of strength is actually like a snowball. Most of the early planning is preparation work, and the strength accumulated later will increase exponentially.

But he did not lie. According to his plan, it would not take more than a thousand years at the latest, but now he hopes to do it faster.

Messenger of the Sealed Book: "Your achievement of mythology mainly relies on the accumulation of divine blood in crystal skulls. The more crystal skulls, the more powerful you will become, the faster you will become a god."

"If you want to further speed up your plan to become a god, there are only two ways."

"Increase revenue and reduce expenditure."

Herfas: "How to increase revenue and how to reduce expenditure?"

The envoy of the Sealed Book opened his body and flew out a projected letter in front of Helfas. At the same time, he gave a brief explanation of the plan he listed.

"Throttling means that there are currently some crystal heads and messengers that have no potential, and they can be considered for disposal or splitting. If some heads have accidents in the wild, are killed in battle or destroyed, a reasonable plan and procedure should be formulated to deal with them.

To recycle, this requires you, the master, to imprint the law into the civilization machine."

"Open source means recycling crystal skulls and their corpses are precipitated and dispersed, and more crystal skulls are born and created. The upgrade and improvement of the Temple of Impressions should be further accelerated, which requires a large amount of resources. The upgraded temple can be reasonably

To plan and accelerate this process; and to give potential crystal skulls more resources so that they can become stronger and even enter the apostle level."

Even if they are both Crystal Skull Messengers, there are differences. Some are created with stronger talents, while others are more intelligent.

Some can move forward, while others can only stagnate.

Helfas lowered his head slightly and stretched out his hand to hold the projected letter. The illusory letter seemed to be really held in his fingertips.

After looking at it for a while, he said: "You are really merciless when it comes to the destruction and death of your kind, just like you treat batches of consumable materials!"

Messenger of the Sealed Book: "We are just a talking stone."

Helfas let go of his hand and retracted all the letters into the sealed book: "Follow the others, let's forget about dealing with the crystal head with no potential."

Then, he asked again.

"By the way, what's going to happen to the professionals of the Law of Rain?"

The envoy of the Book of Sealing replied: "The training has been carried out step by step two hundred and thirty-two years ago, but you know that it is not easy to complete the construction of a professional system."

"However, a lot of results have been achieved recently. The growth rate of professionals is steadily accelerating. Currently, professionals in Sky Path are cooperating with each other to comprehensively transform the Kingdom of Clouds."

Helfas nodded, stood up and walked out of the study.

The Sealed Book Messenger and the Black Pen Messenger respectfully saw him off, still staying in the study.

But finally, the messenger of the Sealed Book asked again.

"Didn't you personally take away our desires when you created us? We won't suffer or have any fear. Why are you so merciful when it comes to destroying us?"

"Exerting mercy and kindness to a group of rocks makes no sense and will not get any response."

Helfas stood at the door, holding the doorframe with one hand and turning his head.

"Is it really a stone? It's still a little different!"

"otherwise."

"Why did you ask me this question?"

The door closed with a soft sound.

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There is a strange machine in the temple.

It looks like a central metal pillar in a temple. Below it is a square metal box. The top is made up of many smaller metal pillars tied together. The axis is filled with small metal pillars such as shadow crystals.

They are connected with each other by gears and rotate continuously.

When you drop a letter into a box or pray by chanting the name of God in a temple, the machine will sing your prayers.

That sound will be conveyed to the kingdom of the gods along with the constantly rotating machine.

Of course, the gods may not answer all your prayers, nor may they hear them, but the civilization machine will definitely record them.

It will formulate civilized plans based on the prayers of all living beings.

People call it a prayer machine.

Devout prayers came to the temple and sent prayers one after another into the machine. As the machine rotated, countless voices mixed together and sang.

It doesn't seem noisy at all, but there is a kind of sacred silence, which makes people feel at peace.

And at this moment.

A farmer from afar knelt on the ground, crawled to the prayer machine, and stuffed a prayer into the machine.

“Please let it rain on time during this year’s rainy season!”

The voice was mixed with countless prayers, rising along the pillars, passing through the white clouds, passing through the sky, and reaching the kingdom of gods.

In the endless darkness, the civilization machine playing alone received prayers.

The Civilization Machine and the Sealed Book Messenger determined that the prayer was effective, so an order was issued from the Civilization Machine, through the sky, through the clouds, relayed to a certain Black Pen Messenger, and finally arrived in the hands of a certain existence.

The rainy season has arrived.

The people in the village waited beside the farmland in anticipation. They waited from day to night, and from night to day.

The dry earth is waiting for rain, and the cracked ground is like them opening their mouths to the sky, waiting anxiously.

Finally one night, rain clouds came from afar and turned into rain and fell on the land, watering the land and farmland.

People in the village rushed out and shouted loudly in the rain.

"The rain is coming."

"I said that God will definitely hear us and God will definitely answer our prayers."

"The rains of the rainy season have arrived at this time, so there will be no problem with the harvest this year."

But they didn't see a transparent shadow walking in the rain. He was part of the rain.

And wherever he went, the rain followed.

The rain kept falling, but it would stop eventually. He stood on the hillside and looked at the vibrant land, and his figure gradually became solid as the rain stopped.

It was an old man wearing a raincoat, looking intently at the village below the mountain.

He seemed a little happy, but it didn't show on his face. He looked as calm as water.

After a while, he seemed to be talking to himself.

"Next place."

The smiling face that looked like a badge on the chest of the raincoat spoke and told the next address.

"Muzhou Town, it rained for a day and a half, the amount of rain..."

He climbed to the highest point of the mountain, and with the morning wind and rain and dew, they melted into it and floated into the distance.

He is the rain, running with the rainy season, waiting for the moment it lands on the earth.

However.

When he followed the migration of rain and arrived above Muzhou Town, it had already rained here.

A younger, faster and more powerful rainy season prayer master has already been here. The other party does not need complicated procedures and means, he just turns into a rain bird and soars from here, and then completes a rainfall.
To be continued...