"Bang!"
Ba Meng's corpse fell to the ground, his eyes wide open.
"Tempting me with money and power? Hmph … "
Wu Ming laughed coldly. "Who do you think you are? A level-eight or level-nine powerhouse? "
With Ba Meng's death, the entire basement regained its deathly stillness. Vaguely, footsteps could be heard coming from the manor above.
"But … I thought that Markur was the mastermind behind the Three-Eyed Sect. Now, it seems that the real mastermind is Ba Meng?"
Wu Ming could not help but admire Ba Meng for being able to climb to such a height.
He came to the corner where Ba Meng had been hiding. Using his spiritual force, he immediately found a well-hidden small room.
Inside, bundles of gold notes were piled up like a mountain. There were also all sorts of ancient gold and silver coins and precious metals. Large amounts of gemstones were scattered on the ground like broken stones.
"What a rich family …"
Wu Ming did not even look at them. His consciousness connected to the God Space. With a wave of his hand, all the gold, silver, gemstones, and notes on the ground disappeared.
Only a black hardcover book with a black cover lay quietly on a black table in the center.
This hardcover book was very thin and felt a little old. It was like a cultural notebook, but when Wu Ming got a little closer, he felt a kind of supernatural power aura on it.
"This is an ancient text with power, just like the Teachings of the End!"
Wu Ming immediately came to a conclusion.
He casually flipped through a few pages and saw that there was indeed a ritual. It focused on how to summon the Three-Eyed God from the void through cruel sacrifices and obtain power.
It was a pity that Ba Meng's talent was limited. He had only shapeshifted into Markur. Originally, Wu Ming had wanted Ba Meng to attract the enemy's attention while he escaped in secret. He did not expect to meet Wu Ming, who did not play by the book. Hence, tragedy immediately befell him.
Wu Ming shrugged his shoulders and mourned for Ba Meng's misfortune for a second. Then, he immediately retreated.
It was only after he walked out of the manor that ear-piercing sirens completely surrounded Ba Meng's manor.
But it was obvious that the reinforcements from the Special Search Office were a step too late.
…
The next day.
While the major newspapers in Feiying City were discussing yesterday's news and speculating the truth behind Senator Ba Meng's fall, Wu Ming had already left the city on an airship in a low-key manner.
Naturally, he abandoned his original identity as an investor and was now sitting in ordinary business class.
Due to the short duration, there were no individual cabins. Instead, there were rows of wooden seats, somewhat similar to the cabin of an airplane.
The attendants pushed the trolley, selling snacks and drinks. Wu Ming's eyes were slightly closed, as if he had fallen asleep. In fact, his attention was already focused on the interior of the God's Space.
"Butler!"
Wu Ming transmitted a request through telepathy. "Bring up the current data of the Chief God Realm!"
A screen immediately appeared.
[God's Space]
[Owned Areas: Smart Brain Zone, Divine Kingdom Zone, Unnamed Zone]
[Number of petitioners: 3,377]
[Mental Energy Storage: 4,670,000 Units]
…
"Very good! I didn't expect a mere Three-eyed Cult to contribute so much mental energy … "
Thinking of the Three-eyed Scripture that he had kept, Wu Ming immediately sank into deep thought. This world did not reject extraordinary power, and the upper limit was very high.
Behind the Three-eyed Church, there might really be an evil god that existed in the void gap. He could only slowly find a way to descend into this world by constantly tempting the humans of this world and using faith and sacrifices as a guide!
"Unknowingly, I've provoked another powerful existence …"
Wu Ming's lips curled into a cold smile.
When he truly developed, even if this evil god really descended, it was uncertain who would deal with who.
"The most important thing now is to perfect the Chief God's Space as soon as possible …"
Although the Chief God's Space had the power of creation, Wu Ming found it difficult to use the Chief God's Space to directly ascend to level-6. Not to mention the consumption of mental energy, even if he succeeded, his foundation would not be stable, and the gains would not make up for the losses.
On the other hand, because the other Reincarnators did not have the potential to develop to the highest level, they could improve as much as they wanted in this aspect, and were directly distributed in the form of rewards.
"Using Reincarnators to explore the mysteries of the world is only one aspect! Another aspect is that the Chief God's Space needs to harvest their truesoul imprints in order to grow … "
Wu Ming now had a rough idea of the origin of the Chief God's Space.
Those thousands of planes, spaces and even worlds might have been the contributions of the Reincarnators under that almighty being!
It was like rearing pigs, allowing them to grow to level-6 or level-7, obtaining their own paradises, grotto-heavens and worlds, and then harvesting them again to build the incredible king of artifacts that was the Chief God's Space.
Now that the Chief God's Space wanted to perfect, the path it was taking was similar.
"The exploration of the Reincarnators was originally an attempt to understand the laws. Through the final truesoul recovery, they obtain comprehension of the world and the stripping of the truth …"
A deep understanding suddenly appeared in Wu Ming's heart.
"This method … Isn't it similar to the path of the Grand Luo, which removes the impurities and condenses the principles of the great Dao?"
"I've been painstakingly pursuing the path of the Grand Luo, but I didn't expect that the almighty being had already put part of his understanding into the construction of the Chief God's Space!"
Wu Ming's gaze became complicated, "I don't know if the main body has understood this truth …"
… …
Within the Chief God's Space, the divine kingdom.
Many houses were gathered on the plains, forming the shape of a small town. Wheat fields and orchards had been reclaimed in the surroundings, and petitioners could be seen working hard in the fields from time to time. It gave off a sense of peace and tranquility in the countryside.
At the center of the small town was a huge church.
The dignified and solemn hall was made of pure marble, and on the altar at the center was a statue of the God of Redemption that Wu Ming had made for himself.
Many petitioners were gathered here, praying devoutly.
"My God, you were born from chaos, the God of Redemption!"
"Your divine kingdom is the final home of our believers. You control the path of redemption, and your authority walks the earth!"
… …
"My believers!"
Wu Ming's will descended and turned into a majestic voice.
"My Lord! You've descended! "
Many petitioners' eyes were filled with tears, and the power of faith even formed a sacred tide.
"My people, my believers, my warriors!"
A ray of light appeared on the statue, and soon after, the entire statue seemed to come to life as it spoke, "You are all my devout believers. Next, I will give you a test!"
"Among you, the truly devout will go through a series of sufferings that I have set up, and finally obtain the qualifications to become my divine messengers!"
"Yes, great Lord of Redemption!"
An old priest-like person crawled out, trembling with fear, "Your believer is willing to accept all tests to prove his loyalty!"
Wu Ming had descended, and his words were like an oracle that they could not refuse.
"Very well! The first test will be held after three sunsets. I need you to choose the 100 people with the strongest minds and the strongest martial arts! "
Gods and humans must maintain a certain distance in order to have a sense of mystery and majesty. This was also the only way to control them.
This was what Wu Ming was doing at the moment.
After giving the oracle, he immediately withdrew his consciousness, and the church returned to its original state.
But the words of a god were an oracle! How could it be so easy to calm down? Not to mention that many believers were already moving to prepare for the selection in three days, Wu Ming was also preparing to build the illusory fairyland that would be used to test the Reincarnators.
"The composition of the illusory fairyland cannot be separated from spiritual power. Of course … if it overlaps with the fantasy and history of this world, it will appear more realistic. Perhaps it can even connect to the real plane …"
Every world had its own hidden secrets.
Although the illusory fairyland was built on the spirit of nothingness and fantasy, these fantasies did not come out of thin air. They might have a source, and the original body might be a half-plane or a void crack that was attached to this world.
Through the means of the illusory fairyland, one could even finally dig out all these floating planes like fishing.
"For the first Reincarnation mission, let's make it simple. A historical instance, a fantasy instance, and a false plane that I made up myself …"
"God's Space!"
Wu Ming waved his hand. Amidst the butler's solemn voice, a large amount of spiritual power was rapidly consumed, and three somewhat illusory light spots formed in front of him.
These were three miniature illusory fairyland. They were far from being as complete as the Dazhou World of the Western Regions, and even the upper limit of power was very low. But as an attempt by the first Reincarnators, it was enough.
Among these three worlds, the first was a famous historical instance in the Steam World. The second world was from a very famous fantasy novel. As for the last one, it was purely Wu Ming's bad taste. A world full of blood-sucking zombies and pollution represented his memory of his previous life.
"But … the newly built illusory fairyland still has its flaws. There's also the training of the Reincarnators at the beginning, the instance difficulty, the calculation of merit points, the exchange of rewards …"
It was obvious that only an AI butler could handle such a huge amount of calculation.
Even at the beginning, the butler could not simulate a suitable experiment. It had to conduct real tests to collect data.
This mission was naturally handed over to the petitioners by Wu Ming.
With the will of God, they accepted the test. Even if they had to go to hell, these believers would gladly complete it!
In reality, they were just a group of 'internal testers'. Through their adventures, the butler collected enough data and perfected it.
Moreover, the secrets would never be leaked. They were simply the perfect test subjects.
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