Chapter 195 The Difference of God

In "Windmill World", the blood-red moon shines on the earth.

On the ground not far from the sawmill, two burnt black piles were the last traces of the people who once existed.

A woman stood silently next to the scorched black mark, with a solemn expression.

"Freya, what are you doing? Come back soon!"

The woman named Freya did not speak, but just glanced back.

Behind her, in a simple wooden shed, several women were huddled together, one of them holding a child of several years old.

"Freya, are you crazy!? Come back quickly! If you get exposed to too many blood moons, you will become like them..."

In the simple wooden shed, the enthusiastic elder sister continued to shout.

"Oh, I see..."

Freya walked slowly back to the simple wooden shed.

This wooden shed was built by this group of refugees using tools from the sawmill after arriving in the "Windmill World". In addition to providing shade, it is neither windproof nor warm.

As soon as Freya entered the wooden shed, she was grabbed by the enthusiastic elder sister, who looked her up and down, and then opened her eyelids.

"I'm fine... I should be fine." Freya was also a little unsure, "And that may not be the reason for the blood."

"Yes, maybe it has something to do with the Holy Communion, but the problem is that you only have one life, and we can't gamble." The eldest sister breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Freya was not abnormal.

"You seem a little sad." Seeing that Freya was in a bad mood, the eldest sister pulled her over and hugged her.

Freya also lay in her arms, silently looking at the blood-red moonlight outside.

"A little bit..." Freya whispered, "Although I don't like them, they are all very nice to me and take good care of me."

"You don't like them, you hate them! Especially the one who looks like Teddy... Oh, forget it, everyone is dead."

The eldest sister sighed.

"Tell me, when will we die?" Freya stared blankly at the strange moonlight outside, feeling so depressed that she seemed to be autistic in the next second.

"People will die eventually. But as long as we can still live, there will always be some hope, right?" The eldest sister seemed to have a pretty good attitude.

"But I don't see any hope at all."

"There will always be, there will always be."

The eldest sister patted Freya's back gently and said words that she didn't believe either.

Depressed, depressed, with no hope.

This group of refugees from the "Gospel World" welcomed the next day's sun in such a gloomy atmosphere.

"Gu..."

Someone's stomach made a sound.

From yesterday afternoon to now, this group of refugees has not eaten for almost 20 hours.

Looking around, the entire "Windmill World" is desolate, with only trees, grass, and stones...

If you want to find something to eat, you probably have to eat grass, and there isn't enough grass.

Just as the refugees were moving around, looking for something to eat, the raven that rescued them yesterday circled in the sky and finally landed on a simple crane in the sawmill.

"Look, it's Lord Crow God!"

"Lord Crow God..."

"..."

When the refugees who were looking for food saw Xiao Jian's clone, they all knelt down no matter what they were doing...

Several of them even have the [Faith] attribute in their bodies!

Obviously they didn’t believe in themselves yesterday, so why did this group of people start to believe in them the next day?

Xiao Jian looked at them inexplicably... Originally he was just here to deliver food and ask some questions.

But now the new situation made him a little interested.

So, how did faith come about?

Although Xiao Jian is already familiar with the residents of Fortress Town, Zhang Jinyu is still the only one who believes in him so far.

So every time he threw his clone, he had to use the [Peeping Eye] monocle to see what was happening on Zhang Jinyu's side to avoid any embarrassment.

And yesterday, even though he saved so many humans, he even "gave" them a world where they could survive for free...

Even so, they don’t even believe in themselves! But now, after only one night, why did this group of refugees begin to have faith? ?

Xiao Jian observed for a while and found that except for a few people who became light believers, there were no other changes.

Is this gone?

Xiao Jian suddenly felt an emptiness that it was over before it even started.

"Everyone, please get up. You don't have to kneel on the ground... I don't have such a hobby." The raven opened its mouth gently and said its order.

After hearing what Xiao Jian said, the people around him slowly came together and circled the simple crane station from a distance.

Among them, a relatively strong elder sister suddenly stood up, looked at the raven and saluted, and then said: "The great crow god...can you give us some food? Or tell us the price of getting food?"

"We must have food to survive in this desolate place..."

The plump and muscular eldest sister said bluntly.

Moreover, this eldest sister happened to be one of Xiao Jian's followers.

"Oh, I was originally here to solve this problem for you." As soon as Raven finished speaking, several bags of rice fell on the ground.

This rice was redeemed by Xiao Jian with a resource card before. Although it was already in the canteen within a few days of eating, there was still a lot of rice left.

"I remember there is a well near the center. You can draw water from there to cook..."

Raven said halfway, and suddenly said: "Oh, yes, I almost forgot... You need this to cook."

After that, two large iron pots fell on the flat ground.

Xiao Jian had enough iron stored, so it was no problem to pinch some similar daily necessities or even rune weapons.

As the food and the two large iron pots fell to the ground, Xiao Jian found that there were a few more believers in the crowd.

Huh? Strange...

"What else do you need?" Raven asked.

"Weapons, we lack weapons... The weapons you gave us before have become ordinary iron rods."

At this time, another sturdy man with a long braid stepped forward and respectfully petitioned: "I don't know if those orcs will catch up. Without the weapons you gave us, we are no match for those orcs."

This man with a long braid was also one of the first humans to believe in Xiao Jian.

Raven tilted his head and looked at the man with braids and the iron spear in his hand, and then the iron spears held by all the "salvagers" shone with golden light.

In this way, these weapons can last for another day.

"Thank you, Lord Crow God!" The man with braids immediately knelt on one knee and cheered devoutly.

"Thank you for the gift from Crow God!"

Behind the man with braids, all the "salvagers" knelt down... some knelt on one knee, some knelt on both knees, and some even made a great gesture of "prostrating themselves".

All of a sudden, a large number of people have become Xiao Jian's believers.

However, the funny thing is that the "salvager" with the most exaggerated action, who even prostrated himself, was not a believer of Xiao Jian from beginning to end.

Obviously, faith has an inherent logic, not just driven by liking, admiration or various emotions - if that were the case, the entire fortress town should have become a fanatic believer of Xiao Jian.

Xiao Jian recalled the people who believed in him a little bit, and suddenly found that they all had more or less "actively confirmed their faith".

Among them, Zhang Jinyu was the most obvious.

At that time, Zhang Jinyu didn't know Xiao Jian yet. To her, the little girl was standing behind an evil god... At that time, she should have been wary of Xiao Jian.

However, even so, when she wanted to actively believe in Xiao Jian, she still easily lit up the [Faith] characteristic.

Obviously, emotions and trust are not the main reasons.

"Why do you believe in me?" Raven suddenly flew in front of the muscular elder sister and asked directly.

"You... brought us a new life, and we thank you from the bottom of our hearts." The elder sister thought for a while before answering.

Obviously, this is not the real reason.

"But when I saved you, you didn't believe in me." Raven continued to ask, "... Don't lie, I can see it."

"This..." The elder sister was shocked, and even her knees were shaking slightly, as if she was going to kneel down in the next second.

However, she soon calmed down and told the truth: "...At that time, I didn't think you could really take us away, but last night I had figured it out. Only by believing in you can we continue to survive."

"Oh? Why do you say that?" Raven asked.

"...Aren't you keeping us in captivity just to harvest faith? Just like the god worshipped by the orc tribe?" The eldest sister said it as a matter of course.

"Oh, it's not actually for harvesting faith...Faith is something that can't be harvested." Raven explained, "If you have to say harvesting...only human life is worthy of being harvested by the evil god."

"..."

When Xiao Jian said this, everyone was stunned.

Even those "salvagers" who were cheering just now raised their iron spears cautiously - even though the "blessings" on these iron spears were just given to them by Xiao Jian.

Among the more than 100 people who had just escaped from the tiger's mouth, several began to shout loudly: "I knew it! I knew that none of these evil spirits and gods were good... Look! Now look! He just treated us like pigs!!"

Xiao Jian clearly saw that the person who was shouting at this time was the one who had just knelt too hard - after all, the posture of prostrating was quite conspicuous, which made Xiao Jian remember him at once.

"Of course, I am different from those spirits. I don't need your life, nor your flesh and blood... I don't even need your faith."

The raven smiled crookedly: "So, what is your value?"

At least for Xiao Jian at present, the value of this group of people lies in... being alive.

After all, the "windmill world" is also a fragment of a large area. If it is left empty and watched being swallowed by the fog, it always feels a bit regrettable.

Although Xiao Jian can't destroy the world fragments and obtain the anchor stone like the spirits...but it is not impossible to add a world fragment to the courtyard.

We can grow some food and vegetables here in the future... When the Fortress Town has annexed more world fragments and the population has grown, Xiao Jian might need to transport food back.

In short, it's a pity to see a piece of land lying waste.

And this group of refugees can both guard the "windmill world" and engage in planting...

"We, we can fight for you!" Suddenly, the brawny man with long braids raised the golden spear in his hand and said.

"...Okay." Xiao Jian nodded casually.

For fighting, he has clones, Da Huang, and even countless pea snipers equipped with gun-catching components.

A strong and healthy 2-star servant is completely dispensable to Xiao Jian.

"I don't actually need your faith, nor do I need you to fight for me. You just need to stay alive and take care of this world."

The raven flapped its wings gently on the simple crane and flew up, and then disappeared completely in a flash.

Only a group of refugees were left looking at each other.

This crow god, isn't it too free-range?

...

After Xiao Jian switched back to the perspective from the "windmill world", he stood up and stretched, and then sat back again.

On the desk in front of him, there was a thick stack of documents.

These documents were all brought back from the temple.

Most of them are useless documents, reports, and even some gossip and love words.

Uh, yes, gossip and love words transmitted by documents!!

Under the holy temple, there are such absurd things.

In addition, we know that the Dragon Skull Clan has both religious power and imperial power...

Under such a bipolar structure, it is conceivable that either the east wind will overwhelm the west wind, or the west wind will overwhelm the east wind.

The various intricate interest relationships within it will be a mess under the two poles!

However, the motivation for Xiao Jian to read on is not just these "interesting" gossips, but by observing the struggle between religious power and imperial power, it is easy to find some clues.

A behemoth that manipulates everything behind the scenes and continuously projects its influence to all fields such as military, politics, and religion is gradually unveiling its veil to Xiao Jian.

"So... it's a sacrifice."

After Xiao Jian summarized all the key points, he found that most of the clues pointed to this regularly held sacrificial activity that sacrificed countless world fragments.

After the sacrifice, the Dragon Skull Clan will have a whole year of good weather and good harvests, ensuring that all grains are fully harvested.

And those nobles of the Dragon Skull Clan may also gain abilities, strength, and even lifespan during the sacrifice!

So, every sacrifice is a major event for the Dragon Skull Clan. All the people of the Dragon Skull Clan, whether they are laborers or nobles, are extremely eager to get what they want from the sacrifice.

It seems generous, but in fact, what is distributed to the Dragon Skull nobles is just a little residue spit out by "Shao Ke Li Xiao".

As the god who has an absolute advantage in this "transaction", it is obvious that he gets more.

Judging from the records in the documents, the latest sacrifice seems to be coming soon.

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