The cruel reality once again proved that many people felt that they were being rational when facing the temptations of the outside world, but that was only because the temptations weren't great enough.
For instance, a certain God who had just ascended to Godhood impulsively tasted the emptiness and despair that came from forcefully spending money and dying.
This was the first time she experienced such a feeling. She really wanted to control the power of time, jump back in time, and strangle herself to death yesterday.
Yep, just as a certain fatty who was used to flying around said, there would always be a day when one would have to eat sex. Since it was unavoidable, one would need to learn to enjoy the process, a pleasurable and exciting process … and then spend the next half a month eating instant noodles while regretting it.
Chop off hands and so on. At any rate, the people who were poisoned were either monsters with many hands or Great Demons with their own regeneration abilities. Every time they shouted chop off hands, chop off hands, they would still have hands to continue twisting eggs, and then chop off hands again.
However, from the moment Rorschach created a Descended Humanoid, no matter how much he paid afterwards, it was probably worth it … yep, forcefully worth it.
Actually, Descended Humanoids had many different names and types. They were True Gods' Puppets, Children of Nature's Tree Saplings, Throne Seals, and so on. These were all decided by the Main God or Major God who created them. Actually, there was no difference in their functions.
Descended Humanoids created a Seed of Life, allowing a soul from another world to enter it. Then, based on the soul's characteristics, the Seed of Life would develop to the most suitable state for the soul's true body.
This obviously involved the Creator Goddess's power. New Gods and even ordinary Major Gods wouldn't dare to even think about such a thing.
Even Main God level existences would have to pay a heavy price for such a thing. Power and responsibility would always be equal.
So, no matter how rare a Descended Humanoid was on the market, or how much it could be sold for, it would always be a losing business. Only rumors of Descended Humanoids being purchased were heard, not sold.
Due to the restrictions of a contract, the Main Gods would periodically create a certain number of Descended Humanoids for the development of the New Gods. This would be beneficial to the progress of the entire Aishi battlefront. This was equivalent to the most powerful individuals taking on social obligations.
Of course, the New Gods would also have to pay an equivalent price.
But since the number of Descended Humanoids was always limited, and the demand was endless, it became a system of rationing.
Since the number of slots a New God's Church had in a year, based on the results of the previous year and the previous quarter, the number of slots would be increased or decreased. They even had to consider the potential and strength of the Descender to prevent the precious Descender form from being wasted.
Over a hundred years had passed, and the number of descenders had greatly increased. The number of deities who could create human forms had also increased, but the demand had also increased. The number of people who could be vetted was still limited.
It was just that with the increase in quantity, the review requirements had also been lowered a lot. However, it was still not a problem that could be solved in ten days.
Even though Rorschach's nomination was only a replacement for the original candidate, it still went through many layers of investigation and took almost two months … Had something been exposed? Yep, Lori had probably started preparing for this even before she sent out that letter.
Of course, if there were legal ways, there would naturally be illegal ways. There were those who entered the country normally after being checked by the customs, and naturally, there were also those who illegally entered the country.
However, apart from the cost, the other aspects of smuggling were also very deceptive, so I won't talk about that for now.
Lori's luck was quite good. The environment around her initial Descender Point wasn't too bad, and her neighbors weren't too "hospitable". But just like most New Gods, her greatest weakness was the number of descenders.
If the New God's Church didn't have any achievements, they wouldn't be able to get a single Descender. They would only get a new Descender every few months or even half a year. If something happened to them, it was likely that they would experience negative growth for the entire year.
Of course, there were also early countermeasures, such as hiring stowaways, local residents, summoning creatures, and construct creatures. But due to the existence of the belief system, outstanding descenders would always be the backbone.
Negative growth would be terrible. If there was no improvement for several years, the New God's Church would fall into a vicious cycle, and the New God's Church would be completely crippled.
Cough, cough, I seemed to have gotten off topic again. However, this already showed the uniqueness of the Descender Form — it was an important material that couldn't be mass-produced.
At this time, it was needless to say how important the Descender Form that Rorschach drew was.
And if one drew the lottery and won the grand prize at the beginning, most people wouldn't be rational and stop there. They would think that it wasn't a loss. Today, I'm already invincible and blessed by God. How can I miss such a rare opportunity? Then … just like Isabella's daily life, they would lie on the ground and roll around, touching their empty wallets and shouting "chop off my hand".
Fortunately, Rorschach resisted with all his might and finally managed to protect his little bit of wealth from these berserk krypton sows. They didn't steal it and use it to "recover".
"After drawing the lottery, there's only emptiness …"
"Life is like a dream. Time is like a song. Fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye. Life is indeed meaningless. "
[Sob sob sob. My game room expansion plan, colorful elephant zoo, flower guard plan, all of them have to be postponed.]
Rorschach, who had just escaped, quietly left behind his colleagues who had changed their jobs to philosophers, poets, and cripples. He prepared to return to Aishi and complete his first descent.
It was worth mentioning that other Descenders had already entered Kuzhen Village and were prepared to wait for the birth of a new tribe. They could also take care of and protect the three survivors.
Since the revenge mission included taking care of the three children, a portion of the reward for Rorschach's mission had to be given to him.
Rorschach sat cross-legged in a hollow with ancient tree roots entwined around it. His body entered hibernation and his soul returned to Aishi under the guidance of the God.
He didn't have to return to the divine realm. It was enough as long as he could reach the divine realm with the guidance of the God. However, the divine realm of his own God was obviously the safest place.
"Sob, I'm finally back."
When he opened his eyes again, he saw the unfamiliar ceiling and the sacred pool of the Game Church.
He raised his hand again. As expected, it was that familiar short hand and that uncomfortable low angle of view.
It had been too long since his first descent. Rorschach, who had struggled to get up, felt weak and dizzy. He almost fell to the ground.
It wasn't that his nutrition couldn't keep up. The sacred pool and the staff of the church would ensure that every Descender's body was always in a healthy state.
It was because his soul, which had undergone rapid changes, was in a state where it couldn't adapt to the physical body.
Rorschach lay in the pool, but he couldn't even move his fingers. He looked at the various religious murals on the ceiling and drowsily fell asleep.
The delayed high magic sickness finally gave him his first baptism. From the beginning, the baptism of the magic tide targeted the soul. The physical body was the carrier of the soul.
The priests hurried over and placed him on the bed. The priests took out special ointment and towels and carefully wiped his body.
The first baptism of the high magic tide was an extremely dangerous attack on the soul of a Descender. However, it was also the one with the greatest impact.
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