Mythological origin

Chapter 173 Worshiping God
Technicians from various countries on Azullan faced this virtual reality game that was suspected to be derived from an advanced alien civilization. For the first time, they let go of their prejudices, crossed national restrictions, and united together to try to find the official existence of the game in reverse.

Helpless, the technical gap between the two sides is really too big, no matter how hard they try, it is still in vain.

This weird game exists like an internet ghost.

There are no physical servers at all, and the so-called game company does not have any real employees.

The same is true for the game's official website.

Everything is so unreasonable.

At least they don't talk about the "reason" they can understand at present.

……

"I'm just here to see."

Bai Mo is now more and more curious about this world, everything is so similar to the earth back then.

"Then I won't bother you for now." Upon hearing this, the young lady at the reception just quietly stepped aside.

For some reason, she was different from usual, she didn't have the slightest intention to let this idler go away, and she seemed to think that the other party was the real master.

Bai Mo didn't care about the thoughts of an ordinary person changing because of himself. He touched the outer wall of the Taoist building, and using his finger as a knife, he cut off a piece of stone that was ridiculously square.

Then the next moment, a large piece of the wall was missing, as if it suddenly had its own life, and the hole "grows" again.

Faced with this weird scene, no matter whether it was the newcomers coming and going, or the security guard who was originally responsible for maintaining order, they turned a blind eye.

This is a large stone slab two meters long, one meter wide, and nearly twenty centimeters thick.

At this time, he was lying quietly on the ground.

Using his finger as a pen, he wrote down the two big characters "Taoyuan" stroke by stroke.

When the last stroke fell, the sky seemed to become gloomy.

"Come here." Bai Mo looked at the reception lady who had just asked himself and had already stepped aside.

"Hello, sir, may I ask... are you here to register to join the monastery?" She repeated what she said just now, as if she had lost the memory of those few seconds, and what she saw was just a stranger.

"Help me replace the plaque of the monastery with this."

"..."

She looked at the stone slab on the ground that was several times larger than herself and more than ten times heavier than herself, and was taken aback for a moment.

"You mean, do you want me to call someone from the logistics department?"

It was very strange, this matter was obviously outrageous, but she couldn't get angry for no reason, and she actively thought about how to complete the task.

"No, you can just take it up."

"I... ok."

The reception lady agreed almost without thinking.

Without even taking off her high heels, she bent down and tried to lift the boulder weighing nearly a ton.

What's even more outrageous is that she picked up the slate really easily, as easily as holding plastic foam.

Then he jumped three meters casually, and the plaque at the main entrance of the Taoist monastery had a new look.

……

"Taoist... really misses the name."

At this moment, a young man with a hedgehog head appeared behind Bai Mo and said with emotion.

"You guys are here." Bai Mo looked at the silver-haired woman next to the hedgehog head.

"Heiye Tianzun."

"The Snow Queen."

"Don't call him such a name as Secondary School, it's embarrassing to hear, the people below are messing around." The hedgehog-haired young man complained with black lines on his face.

The two of them are Ye Zi and Yun Jie.

Through some special information channels, Yun Jie learned that Farel had obtained a small planet that was very similar to the earth, so he pulled Ye Zi and came here with her.

The first stop for the two of them was also this Sky Sea City.

"Almost 600 years."

"Yes, my daughter is preparing for my [-]th birthday." Yun Jie, who still looked like he was in his early twenties, said something that had nothing to do with his appearance.

"At the [-]th birthday, what a mess."

"..."

The hundredth birthday of a true immortal affects the fate of countless people under his command.

In order to prepare a birthday gift that closes eyes and leave a little impression in the hearts of the protagonists of the ceremony, thousands of people fought wits and courage, and shed blood and desperately.

Hundreds of people died directly and indirectly in the competition for precious spiritual materials as birthday gifts.

But no one sees a problem with that.

Because just like today.

With just one thought, a true immortal can freely bestow a powerful physique that can be carried by ordinary human beings.

The young lady who was in charge of receiving Bai Mo gained physical strength comparable to that of a second-tier monk even without her noticing it.

Lifting a stone slab weighing more than a thousand catties is as easy as eating and drinking.

Not only that, the short skirt, stockings, high heels, and underwear on her body were all strengthened simultaneously at that moment, turning into a complete set of spiritual weapons.

If not, the moment she gained strength and tried to lift the stone slab, the stiletto heel of the high-heeled shoe would have snapped off because it could not support the huge gravity.

At the same time, the clothes on the body will also be torn abruptly when exerting force, showing a strong "clothes bursting" effect.

Some people in the empire have always had such a trend of thought.

A mortal who has worked hard for a hundred years is not as good as a real immortal.

It's useless to practice hard. Finding ways to find opportunities and ways to please the gods is the right way.

Can get a ray of blue eyes, save a hundred years of struggle.

Of course, this idea has always been looked down upon by many ascetic monks...

A clinging trash can't control his own strength at all, and he also has no ability to explore a higher realm by himself. He is completely unworthy of being called a monk, and has no essential difference from a mortal in a machine armor and wearing a colony suit.

But they don't think so.

Power is power, whether it is cultivated or worshiped by God.

Is there any essential difference between this and a priest who believes in Shinto?

……

The three walked into the Taoist building as if nothing had happened.

"Compared to our time, they are much weaker." Yun Jie's divine sense swept across the entire building in an instant.

Even the "big bosses" on the top floor are comparable to the reception lady who has just been strengthened by Bai Mo, barely considered second-tier.

It was just over a month after the autumn of Linghe, and they were already equivalent to stepping into the third level.

If you pull out any one, you can pick this so-called "Taoist Temple".

"However, the extraordinary promotion rhythm in this world is completely controlled by Farrell, and it is normal to be slower than us."

"Why is this world so similar?" Ye Zi asked after receiving the information sent by several other avatars.

When they arrived, they had already sent more than a dozen incarnations to roam around.

Indeed, as Yun Jie knew, the Blue Planet has countless similarities with the former Earth.

Whether it is structure or place name.

PS: This chapter said that the lockdown was finally lifted...but I was blocked by the epidemic and vomited blood.

(End of this chapter)