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Returning to the tower of the mage who was acting as a moving palace, Wu Hui said goodbye to other people, then realized the trick, and got out of this body and returned to the kingdom of God.

In the past few days, he basically played cards in the tower of the mage during the day and returned to the kingdom of God to handle things at night. Anyway, he doesn't have much need for sleep, just make the most of his time.

"My lord, you are back."

Feeling the breath of Wu Hui, St. Luke flew back from the outside immediately, waiting respectfully outside the door.

"How is the situation in the kingdom of God today?"

Wu Hui pushed open the door of the garden villa and asked St. Luke next to him while walking out.

Today, he is full of divine power, and the level of condensed spirit is not the same as that of a lone soul and wild ghost. Even the soul body looks very solid, almost no different from ordinary people.

Even if he just stood so ordinary, his soul was radiated with a golden glow from the inside out, sacred, majestic, and unconsciously in awe.

Saint Luke followed Wu Hui's side step by step, reporting to him the situation in God ’s country while walking: “Everything is normal in God ’s country. The newly added red-eyed devil rabbit in the ranch is growing well. Today, a devil rabbit gave birth to a baby. St. Mai's growth is also very good ... "

Talking and walking, the two unknowingly walked to the edge of Kanda.

The former ruins have long disappeared, but now there are green wheat fields. In the wheat field, the peasants of the Kingdom of God are busy with their heads bowed, and the stems of the Holy Mai Miao are straight and full of vitality.

Not far away is the ranch. Different types of low-end Warcraft are kept in captivity alone, and they are fat and strong under careful care, which have made outstanding contributions to enriching the table of Gods and Wu Hui.

In the racecourse farther away, a holy light Pegasus was paced leisurely on the pasture. The white mane glowed a faint light under the shadow of the holy light. Occasionally, it stretched its wings like a lazy waist and fluttered twice. Be comfortable.

Looking at them leisurely and pacing, Wu Hui was even a little better.

After visiting the St. Wheat Field and the Stables, he went to the Hall of Spirits, the Hall of Divine Soldiers, the Biochemical Pool, and the Gate of Heaven. These places are not far away. Although the conditions are relatively simple, they are also well-organized under the care of Saint Luke. Each **** can own his own house, work very hard, and has a smile on his face. I can see that I am very satisfied with my life today.

Seeing Wu Hui passing by, the expressions of the gods and people were both awe and enthusiasm, which made Wu Hui feel very comfortable.

If it weren't for Wu Hui's explicit prohibition of their exaggerated behavior, I am afraid that many believers would be tempted to run over and kiss his insteps.

Compared to the once desolate and desolate, although the Kingdom of Light and God has not yet had the weather of its heyday, it has gradually stepped onto the right track, and looking forward, it is flourishing.

This is the fruit of his hard work during this time.

He believes that as long as he continues to work harder, one day, this parliament will be more prosperous than the era of the old bright god.

"My lord, this is the offering from the potato person today." After visiting the kingdom of God, Saint Luke ordered the men to bring up several large boxes, respecting the newspaper, "The old and the old servants have been arranged, a total of 40 One level 2 magic core, 170 level 1 magic cores, and 15 tons of different types of ore. "

"Oh? This is the second time this month, right? These potatoes are really hardworking." Wu Hui said with emotion.

Those low-level magic cores are all right. He doesn't lack them now, but these ores are really good things. Because of the years of war and chaos in recent decades, ore is an absolute hard currency on the bright side, and it has been in short supply for a long time.

After taking down the thorn collar, although he also has two or three veins in his hand, the thorn collar is not a large ore-producing region. The veins in his hand are only the most common iron ore, and the reserves are not large. After years of mining, it has long been It was almost harvested and the production was very limited.

However, these ore from the potato man plane, although the amount of each is not large, but the variety is very large, there are several rare minerals on the market that are not easy to buy, which helped him a lot.

"Huh? This ..."

Suddenly, Wu Hui glanced and reached out and took out a black-red stone from the sorted ore.

The shape of this stone is very irregular. The uneven surface has a dark patch, and there are only a few places covered with dark red frost particles. It looks unattractive and unremarkable.

This was not the case in the ore enshrined in the potato noodles.

Wu Hui stared at him for a while before frowning uncertainly: "How do I look like a rare gold mine?"

"Rare gold mine?" St. Luke froze for a moment, then immediately exulted, "Rare gold is an indispensable material for making magical items above the Holy Order. Its reserves are extremely scarce and have always been valuable. If this is really a rare gold mine, Many of our problems can be solved easily. "

"It's not easy to say yet. I'll take it to Jimmy for identification."

Wu Hui stowed the ore at will, not as excited as Saint Luke.

Although thin gold is a good thing, but with his current knowledge, unless it is something of the level of "Heart of the Earth", it is difficult to excite him. Moreover, it is unknown whether this is a rare gold mine.

However, in the end it is a rare ore, and his mood is still quite good.

The mineral division has a lot of uncertainty, and the ore with scarce reserves in the bright plane has been everywhere before in other planes. It is entirely possible that a rare gold ore exists on the Potato Man plane. It is very likely that this ore is a rare gold mine.

"Register the remaining ore and send it to the Temple of the Divine Soldier."

Wu Hui casually ordered Saint Luke and returned to his garden villa.

Lying down comfortably on his special deck chair, he habitually opened the eyes of God and began to look at the situation of the potato plane and the light plane.

He will do this every once in a while. On the one hand, he can determine his current layout. On the other hand, he can filter out useful information. If there are any problems, he can find them in time and solve them.

The white curtain of light unfolded in front of him. Instantly, scenes of scenes appeared in front of him.

The area where the potato people live is much larger than the fungus field before. People with thin arms and legs are working diligently. Smaller groups of potato people are frolicking and exploring in zigzag lanes. Adventurous, although noisy, is full of vitality.

On the edge of the settlement, a team of Potato Man soldiers who are significantly stronger than ordinary Potato Men are patrolling back and forth on a lizard-like mount. Each soldier is wearing exquisite leather armor inlaid with iron and holding short The metal spear looks utterly imposing, unlike anything before.

There were even a few potato man priests in white robes among the potato man soldiers. Although they were few in number, they were surrounded by soldiers in a detached position.

Once the Tudou were smelted and the fighting methods were quite lacking, even the self-protection was difficult under the attack of the weird beast. After this period of development, their strength has undergone a qualitative change. The weird beast that was once regarded as the enemy of life and death by the potato people can no longer pose a threat to them, and the size of the settlement is expanding almost every day.

The potato people, as if turning cocoons into butterflies, are constantly undergoing metamorphosis.

Wu Hui noticed it and found that the number of devotees and fanatics among the potato people was soaring at a rapid rate, and the faith of the potato people queen was becoming more and more religious, and they were approaching the holy believers.

Following this trend, maybe he will have a second holy believer soon.

The potato plane has developed well, and the bright plane is not bad.

Under the auspices of the Lady of Light, although the number of believers on the Light Plane has not increased, the quality of believers has continued to increase. The number of true believers and devotees is increasing every day, and even mad believers occasionally increase. One.

Within the thorn collar, more and more believers go to church to pray every week, and many believers have gradually developed a habit. In the church, the priests in white robes are also increasing slowly.

In the monastery reconstructed by the Holy See, orphans were gradually cultivated. Some 13- or 4-year-old monks and nuns were already able to fight the priests. As long as they passed the assessment, they could officially become apprentice priests.

Wu Hui noticed that in addition to the orphans being contained in the monastery, there were actually some children who were obviously children of the nobility, and daily prayers were also very religious.

This is a good sign, meaning that the Holy See's control of the thorn collar has been further consolidated. Otherwise, those nobles who are used to judging the situation will not be willing to send their children to the monastery.

well.

The Holy See has established a foothold in the thorn collar, and after he has obtained the "heart of the earth" and repaired the godhead, he can continue to expand his faith.

Looking at these, Wu Hui's heart gradually grew a sense of satisfaction.

On his last life on earth, he liked to play business games. Whenever he watched his role constantly upgrade and the power under him continued to grow, he felt particularly fulfilled.

Right now, this sense of fulfillment is even stronger. Because everything he manages, everything he owns, is no longer virtual, but real.

However, it is not enough.

Although through his efforts, today is much better than before, but he is still far from a true deity.

Thinking of this, Wu Hui's smile narrowed slightly, and her heart opened the details of the kingdom of God.

Bright Kingdom of God (Damaged):

Godhead: Level 1 (Severely damaged, can only support level 7 angels, please repair as soon as possible !!!)

Area: 25 square kilometers

Crystal Wall: Level 8 (Broken state, defense level reduced to level 7, can only withstand level 7 energy attacks, please repair as soon as possible!)

Maximum number of faith channels maintained: 300,000

Faith Force Store Max:

Divine power storage maximum: 2500 points

Main shrine: None (not yet built, please build as soon as possible!)

Yingling Hall: 15% repair (can support 300 people of God ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Please repair as soon as possible!)

Biochemical Pool: 30% repair level (can support the transformation of 7th-level war angels and 8th-level **** avatars, please repair as soon as possible!)

Shenbing Hall: 15% repair level (can support two forge furnaces to start at the same time, can support basic forging and armor requirements, please repair as soon as possible!)

Heaven's Gate: 15% repair (can support level 7 creatures to enter and exit freely, forcing a level 8 creature to enter and exit may cause damage to heaven's gate, please repair as soon as possible!)

Kanda: 550 acres (holy wheat) of common quality

Pasture: 500 acres of ordinary quality pasture (can support 500 horses)

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Lin Lin always has a lot of information, and Wu Hui felt a lot of pressure after only glancing a little.

There are too many things to repair, and the main temple, which is the core of the kingdom of God, has not even been built yet.

He has a sense of crisis now.

The Light Plane is the nest of the old bright gods. Except for the semi-disabled Lord of the Undead, there is no such thing as a climate god. The spread of faith is so difficult, let alone elsewhere.

With regard to his current strength, he can still show off his power in front of mortals, and once he meets a real god, he will stop cooking.

You know, his highest combat power today is only level 8. The true deity is at least level 10.

If at this time a true **** above level 10 discovered the Light Plane and wanted to occupy the Plane to spread beliefs, he would have no fighting power at all, only for the sake of slaughter.

Today, he is still too weak, so he has to hurry up to repair the godhead and quickly improve his strength.

In every possible way, Wu Hui's original good mood disappeared unknowingly, but a strong sense of crisis was raised.

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