"But..." The Phantom God couldn't help but feel the mist on his face as he listened to the God of Thunder's slow words.
But what, but you said it, it makes me anxious to death.
"But you will be completely tied to the Pantheon from now on, and it is impossible to escape." Lin Hai said.
Huan Shen took a deep breath, with a smile on his face and in his heart, "It doesn't matter, you tell me what I should do first."
Lin Hai raised the corner of his mouth, then lowered it very covertly, "Buy a house with a loan... Oh no, buy a piece of God's Domain with a loan."
"To be precise, it's a loan to buy a bunch of divine power crystals to increase your phantom divine power and use it to build the divine realm."
"Then what?" The Phantom God seemed to have caught some idea, but he didn't catch it at all.
"Then, have you heard of the Lord God Space?" The God of Thunder said in a strange tone.
Main God Space? What is that?
Lin Hai almost told the story of the large ball of light that transformed a generation of monkeys into humans and into immortals and saints within twenty years.
The Phantom God saw the God of Thunder looking speechless, and he was even more confused in his heart about what the Lord God Space was.
"It is a very large transfer station that can travel through many worlds, allowing people to enter other worlds for experience."
"Using this kind of course to promote the progress of those creatures and promote their growth is an extremely powerful super system."
At the end, he added two sentences, "Of course, he has trained many big guys who can destroy the world."
On the contrary, Huan Shen was a little confused, and then slowly changed from not quite understanding to coming back to his senses.
"You mean, I use the phantom power to create some false worlds for other gods to experience?"
Lin Hai said with a smile, "No, it's not the gods, it's them." He pointed at the busy goblins.
There was a crash, like a bolt of lightning across the sky, lighting up Huan Shen's thoughts.
"They are very weak, aren't they?" Lin Hai pointed at the group of small-looking goblins and looked at them with a smile.
"What determines the height of a building is never the beautiful and elegant superstructure."
This sentence meant something, and Huan Shen was also thoughtful. He slowly thought about what the God of Thunder had just said to him.
About truth and falsehood, about space.
While Huan Shen was thinking, Black Crow Linhai had already opened his eyes, fluttered his wings and landed on another tree.
His seeds have been sown, it just depends on when they will sprout.
His divine power of all beasts is still waiting here.
Moreover, he has a second step. When investing in Huanshen Loans, he can introduce other benefits.
For example, when investing in shares, he would take the lead to establish the Divine Realm, and Huan Shen would be responsible for the optimization and optimization. It would only be a matter of two people in charge.
At that time, other gods will also be involved. This is called benefit-related, and we will use such a chain to connect everyone together.
After all, this will be a big project, as big as the development of forest land space.
Within two days, Huan Shen came to the door and wanted to ask some specific information.
"Wait a moment, I'll call everyone together to discuss it."
Lin Hai gave the Phantom God a calm look, and sent out a message, which alerted the phantoms of the gods on the throne.
When the gods arrived belatedly, other figures were already sitting on the throne.
The God of Thunder on the main seat looked around at these elven-looking gods, "This meeting is related to our future development."
The first sentence makes the gods sit upright, straighten their backs and listen attentively.
"Let me ask you a question."
"What do you think about faith?"
This question made many gods ponder. What do they think about faith?
They are gods, isn't it normal for other creatures to believe in them?
"Have you ever fought for your faith?"
Before I could clear my mind, another question came up.
It seems that there is not much of a fight over belief. There are several gods here who don’t even have serious regular followers.
“What is the point of our God?”
"Why did we show up?"
"What are we going to do?"
"What are we doing?"
The series of questions made the gods a little dazed, coming from the torture of their souls.
The most extraordinary speed god also became quiet. His golden wings were raised and placed on the throne, and his body leaned forward slightly, thinking about this problem.
The god of fishmen, the god of illusion, the god of anesthesia...
All the gods are thinking about the meaning of their existence.
One minute, five minutes, ten minutes...
There is still no answer. They seem to have found the answer, but they can't admit it.
Is that answer really the answer they want?
At this moment, they felt the emptiness from their souls.
Feeling the incompleteness of God’s life.
Is becoming a god just to enjoy this little bit of faith and immortality?
Otherwise? Youshen retorted in his heart.
Everything has two sides. After enjoying the power and benefits of God, have they really done anything?
Fulfill God’s duties and obligations? What are God’s duties and obligations?
Should God have these things?
In his long life, should Shen Sheng always be a salty fish like before?
Why do they become gods? Did the godhead choose them, or did they choose the godhead?
…
"The essence of a believer is derived from fear and the unknown."
"Comes from longing and the highest."
"It comes from their heartfelt praise."
"The buildings at the grassroots level often determine the limits of the high-rise buildings."
"If believers are always that kind of believers, even if the number is ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times more, it will only be an increase in quantity."
The gods thought thoughtfully and thought of sand, a handful of sand and a pile of sand. Although they were not equal in quantity, they were all sand after all.
To build a sandcastle, just add a layer of gravel at the bottom. But if you want to build a higher level sandcastle, you must replace the first layer with stones.
"Just like weak divine power and medium divine power, no matter how strong the weak divine power is, it is just a pile of sand, and no matter how weak the medium divine power is, it is just a stone."
"This is the essential difference."
The gods' eyes lit up, feeling that they had caught something.
In the past, there was no distinction between weak divine power, medium divine power, and powerful divine power, and even the elements of a god were not clear.
They haven't thought about this at all.
Paddling when it’s time to paddle, eating when it’s time to drink, it’s as if becoming a god is the pinnacle of divine life.
I didn’t think about where this god came from or what to do next.
He looks like a salted fish.
I only know who so and so can defeat whom, and so and so can defeat whom, and then, it’s none of my business.
When this special organization called Pantheon issued the invitation, they admitted that it was just a temporary impulse.
The god who has lived for hundreds of years is bored and wants to see something new.
Then they saw that there seemed to be more things worth exploring.
It is mysterious, unknown, powerful, and the future.