The secret door is hidden behind the layers of grapes, close to the outer wall of the farm, which is extraordinarily hidden in the night.

Su Mingan walked into the stairs down this floor, and the smell of dust came to his face.

On the way downstairs, he was still thinking.

... In addition to Lu Shu, Nuoer was also under consideration.

Noel has a new world guild, and the background is not as simple as others. Get him in, with mixed results. The advantage is that Nuoer has experience in dealing with forces and can bring in a large number of players who support the alliance. The disadvantage is that his mind may not be pure, and he already knows the secret of Su Mingan's return.

Noel was too smart, he was so sharp that Su Mingan couldn't trust him. If Noel really has any bad thoughts, it will definitely be a big trouble for the future.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

There was a cough from the front.

Sibel coughed, and she walked in front, eating a face of ashes.

She wiped her face irritably: "...There is so much dust here, has no one cleaned it?"

This is a wine cellar with some ashes in the barrels, and there is a smell of wine in the air.

Following the soul stone light in Sibel's hand all the way in, Su Mingan saw a blood-red magic circle drawn on the ground.

"What is this?" He looked at the circle. The circle was engraved with some animal patterns. This pattern was familiar to him. They were pythons, crows, and lambs. They were the three powers of Baishen.

"...It's really a novel place." Sibel approached the circle and smelled blood: "This is, lamb's blood. The people who painted this circle have great ambitions."

"What's the meaning?"

"The lamb in the sky is a good omen. Dare to paint the circle with lamb's blood, this person is definitely not a person who sincerely believes in Baishen." Sibel said.

At this time, the raven who had been squatting on Su Ming'an's shoulder suddenly jumped with its claws and hid in his robe.

Su Ming'an didn't know why it was hiding when he heard a male voice.

"You're quite right, little girl."

A man in a coat with a strange pattern on his face approached, with a wooden carving of a black bird standing on his shoulders.

"Black lambs symbolize Bai God? In my opinion, they are just a bunch of beasts." He showed his pale teeth.

"It's really a familiar statement." Sibel said, "You are an investor in a farm, bro, I'm not wrong."

"Strange." Po's movement stopped. He looked at Sibel with inquiry in his eyes: "...How did you recognize me, little girl, I'm sure I haven't seen you."

"I'm a prophet, and I've seen you. My name is Sibel," Sibel said.

"Ah, Sibel, I've heard this name before." Po's smile widened: "You are the only believer of the Nine Gods from the Vault? Then you should be able to understand my thoughts better."

When Su Mingan heard it, she suddenly remembered that Sibel had said her ultimate goal from the very beginning.

She said that she wanted to become a **** in this world.

...Can people also become gods?

"Is this your adventurer?" Po looked at Su Ming'an: "I'm quite young. Young man, looking at your eyes, do you not believe that people can become gods?"

"No, I believe it." Su Ming'an said, "I know a real **** who turned into a **** from a human body."

...Although the man was pulled down by him now.

Po heard his words and laughed directly, his laughter was sharp and hoarse.

"Hahaha, you said that you know the gods...haha, the two gods in this dome, Bai Shen is dead, and no one has really seen Jiu Shen, which **** can you know? Young man, jokes should be moderate, Otherwise those mad believers will tear you apart!"

He laughed a few times. Seeing that both Su Ming'an and Sibel were expressionless, he felt that the smile was boring, so he restrained his smile.

"...You always say that there are boundaries between people and gods. But in my opinion, this is not the case. The word 'boundary' seems to be insurmountable, but it can be constructed and overturned." Po said: "I think, Bai God and Nine Gods originated from the myths passed down by people, so when Baishen appeared, He possessed the power in myths..."

"So you want to say, 'Believe or not'?" Su Mingan said.

"Yes." Po said: "[The gods are originally derived from people's fantasy. When there are more people in the fantasy, the gods will gather enough belief power and will really appear in front of people's eyes. Otherwise, we can't explain five years. Why did Baishen, who suddenly appeared before, be the same as in the myth.

After all, the previous myths were made up by humans, and they had never seen the real Bai God before, so why are the myths they made up exactly the same as the gods themselves? ]"

"You mean... The so-called gods are derived from people's illusions about them, people's belief in them, rather than their existence." Su Mingan said.

"Exactly!" Po heard Su Ming'an's words, his eyes lit up, his fingers twisted unnaturally, and his whole body trembled with excitement: "I thought this idea of ​​mine was in the sky, and it was impossible for people to accept it. Oh, I didn't expect to meet someone who recognizes me..."

"In fact, there is nothing decisively wrong in your conjecture." Su Ming'an said: "If time is the main line, then the world in which the individual lives is constantly splitting, and this splitting is going on every moment. Every idea of ​​ours, Every decision makes the world change, so in this sense, whether we believe in something, the world will change slightly, so as to develop in the direction of people's belief, that is, 'believe and get', it is not It is produced out of thin air, but a qualitative change achieved by quantitative change.”

His broken body trembled even more, his two rows of pale teeth were shaking, and his face was flushed with excitement.

Being recognized, his favorability level soared to 50 points at this moment, faster than riding a rocket.

Of course, what Su Mingan just said was basically nonsense. He was just deducing the reason from the result, looking for a statement that echoed that.

But it seems that this trick is very effective, and you can tell by looking at the excited expression on this Po's face.

"You want to become a god?" Su Mingan said.

"Of course. I have already mastered part of the authority of the Black Lamb and used it to shape twelve altars." Po said, "As long as a sufficient number of altars are repaired, I believe that the authority of the Black Lamb will be mastered by me. After that, I only need to collect the authority of the black crow and the black python, and then I can disguise myself as the gods in people's eyes and gain their beliefs... In this way, 'authority, belief, energy', only energy, I You can become a real Bai God!"

Su Ming'an raised his eyebrows.

The idea of ​​breaking may seem absurd, but it's not impossible. If God is really transformed by people's beliefs and fantasies, as long as everyone believes that Po is the real God, then Po, who has collected the three major authorities, can really become a god.

In other words, it turns out that the infrastructure of this shrine is the ghost in front of it.

"Really? But it's a pity that you can't collect the authority of the black crow and the black python." Sibel said lightly beside him, and his voice was a little sarcastic: "If you want to collect the authority of the black python, you have to block it. Chang took the initiative to give it to you, you can't succeed with this alone. There is also energy, only those who reach the end in the Hundred-Man War will have enough energy, and you are not a contestant, this point, you Nor can it be achieved.”

Listening to Sibel's words pouring cold water, his broken face twitched and his face turned black.

He has indeed realized the current difficulty. In fact, apart from the authority of the Black Lamb, he cannot obtain the remaining two major authorities, as well as faith and energy.

This is also the reason why he hid here to draw the magic circle. He studied various ancient books and tried to find other ways to become gods, but he found nothing.

"Look at the bird on your shoulder, it still looks like a raven, it's the messenger of Baishen." Sibel said, "Unfortunately, it's not a real raven, just a wooden sculpture. You seem to want to be Baishen. , and also eager to get the Raven to follow, but unfortunately, the Raven is not attracted to you at all. You simply... can't be a real **** in people's eyes."

Su Ming'an took a step back, when the real raven was hiding under his cloak.

Po's face was a little dark, he didn't look at Sibel again, his eyes were fixed on Su Ming'an.

"This adventurer, you agree with my conjecture, I trust you, can you... collect something for me?" Po said, and actually issued a task.

...

"Ding dong!"

[Get a C-level temporary task: Blood of the Lamb. 】

[Task description: I hope you can bring him some lamb's blood, and in exchange, he will give you a stone with the breath of the gods. 】

[Task reward: Baishen Stone One]

[Task remarks: There is a broken "central altar" in this shrine. It is said that if the three Baishen stones are enshrined on it, wonderful things may happen...]

...

"Okay, I'll find it for you."

Su Mingan accepted the task and left here.

As he went upstairs, he heard Sibel say she had lost something.

"Did you drop it below?" Su Mingan asked.

"Well, the curse fire flower in the hood is gone, I'll just go down and get it myself, you can wait there." Sibel pointed to the grape trellis on the ground.

"Okay." Su Mingan nodded.

Sibel turned around and walked down.

She first closed the door to ensure sound insulation, and then walked straight to the inner room.

Po was still in that dark room, with the ancient books on the ground spread out, he squatted beside the magic circle, still studying his own method of becoming a god.

"Why did you come back? Did something drop?" Broken head didn't look back.

"I have a prophecy to tell you," Sibel said.

After hearing this, he turned around with great interest: "By the way, you said that you are a prophet, then can you predict, is my idea correct? In the end... Can I be a mortal? God?"

Sibel smiled: "Your idea is right. As long as the three conditions of faith, energy, and authority are met, mortals can indeed become gods."

"Really?" Po's eyes lit up, and he danced with excitement: "Can this really become a god? Great, in this way, I have to find a way to take back the power of the black python and the black crow as soon as possible..."

"Besides, I came back because I saw a little bit of your future, do you want to know?" Sibel said.

"Of course." Po revealed a smile: "I think no one will refuse to see their future."

"Well, I predict..." Sibel suddenly raised his hand.

"boom!"

The shotgun was smoking white.

She held up her shotgun and breathed.

In front of him, there was a bullet hole on his forehead, and he slowly fell backwards.

There was still the joy of being recognized in his eyes, but that brilliance was gradually lost. He stared at Sibel who was close at hand, but suddenly held a gun, and closed his eyelids blankly.

Such a person with the ideal of "becoming a god" suddenly fell under Sibel's gun and died silently.

"What I predicted was what I predicted, you will die here." Sibel put down his gun and found Baishen Stone on the broken body.

"Also, it's not you who can become a **** as a mortal... You want to be my competitor and dream."

As she spoke, she pinned the Flower of Curse Fire behind her hair again, and pulled up her hood to hide the wildness and fierceness in her eyes, and her temperament became inconspicuous again.

She picked up the stone and turned to leave.

The room was quiet, with only the slight aroma of wine lingering around.

The pages of the ancient book slowly closed, as if covering up an unrealistic dream.

...

"Your stuff." Sibel handed the Baishen Stone to Su Ming'an.

Su Mingan heard the prompt that the mission was completed. He guessed that Sibel was probably using a violent method.

"The other two slates should be at Meiyato and the farmer Lao Te. I probably know their locations. Let's grab them," Sibel said.

Noticing his eyes, her eyes fluctuated slightly: "...Why, does my behavior look like a villain?"

"No, I'm just a little surprised. Your front and back contrast is a bit big." Su Ming'an said.

Sibel pulled his hood: "For the prey at the bottom of the food chain, if they want to survive, they have to show their weakness in front of their proud and powerful enemies, and let go of their hands and feet during their predation. They are born weak, and they have to do their best to survive. So, you can think that I have practiced all these methods."

"Okay~lightnovelpub.net~ Let's go." Su Ming'an did not comment on this.

Sibel's way of doing things, although a little violent, is also the way of life that she has struggled to survive to this day. He will not criticize anything for his own moral sense.

However, he noticed that Sibel's originally immature face seemed to have suddenly become more mature.

I don't know if this is his delusion.

...

In the modernly decorated living room, the farmer Lao Te stroked his goatee and spoke tremblingly to the two sitting across from him.

The guests he entertained were Aini and Flora.

After realizing that the background of the dungeon was not simple, Aini and Flora took the initiative to find the farmer Lao Te, brush his favorability, and want to know the secrets hidden in the dome.

"Farmer, I want to ask." Aini asked: "In this shrine... Is it possible that there are 'special bonus rules'?"