My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

"Is this the reward for creating the Devouring Array?"

"No... There are also rewards for the Calling Divine Art and the two Planting Divine Arts. All of them have been issued!"

Su Mo could not help but sigh as the golden light fell from the sky.

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According to the Oracle Records, humans who create their own divine arts and rituals will indeed receive rewards from the 'Gods'.

However, as more and more divine arts and rituals are developed, human creativity has gradually dried up, and no one has received this reward for several years.

He did not receive the reward before, because he thought that the divine arts created by the system could not be included.

Unexpectedly, now that his talent has been completed and he has officially entered the ranks of priests, the game is willing to issue rewards.

Boom.

The rich golden light almost turned into substance.

The game panel that had disappeared for a long time slowly emerged, and the empty main interface showed a new function.

Power (temporary).

Three more sub-options were quickly created under the power category.

Body, magic, ritual.

Skipping the ‘body’ function, the panel automatically entered the magic option.

Countless golden lights gathered, covering the seven grids, and gradually fonts emerged.

[Greeting (Level 1)], [Greeting Variant 1 (Level 1)], [Greeting Variant 2 (Level 1)]... [Raining (Level 1)], [Growth (Level 1)].

Seven magics, all "created" by Su Mo.

Now it is automatically included in the available column, saving an opportunity to learn and inherit, which is reasonable.

But in addition to this, there are two new magics in the making, slowly emerging.

[Earth Fire Fist (Level 5): Condensing the flames of the earth veins, melting into the fist wind, the fist is like a volcanic eruption, the flames are raging, burning everything]

[Earth Fire Armor (Level 5): Summon the spirit of earth fire, cast armor on the body, the earth fire is blazing on the armor, the heat is unbearable, attack and defense are integrated]

"Two level 5 magic arts were rewarded?"

Suma looked at the panel and was very satisfied.

The rewards of the game are not randomly drawn. These two items are the advanced versions of Fire Fist and Fire Armor.

As two magic arts with full practicality, their advanced versions must not be weak.

If we can find a way to copy them and give them to Thomas, the strength of the old priest will definitely increase dramatically.

In the future, when new priests are born in the Fire Fist Tribe, they can also learn these two magic arts.

"While supplementing the current strength, it also supplements the future foundation."

"The previous points were not wasted, it was worth it!"

The golden light rewarded Su Mo with two level 5 magic arts and began to gradually disappear.

Su Mo looked away and checked the two new functions of the main body and rituals.

Among them, the ritual only records one item, which is the Devouring Ritual that has just been arranged.

The main body column is the current strength classification.

[Player: Su Mo]

[Level: Level 0]

[Talent Level: Low (can only release divine arts with level ≥ level + 1)]

[Experience required to advance to the next level: 0/1000]

"Zero-level priest, low-level talent..."

The panel looks very poor, but Su Mo is a little overjoyed.

Releasing a divine art can provide a little experience.

Relying on the five greeting arts, it only takes three days to be promoted to a second-level priest.

In ten days, you can reach the same level as Zhang Tai and the captain of the medium-sized team of snow bandits.

In a month, the promotion to a fifth-level priest is also within reach.

"There are still nine months left. It's time for me to break through."

Suma closed the game panel, gathered his mind and felt many changes that were completely different from before.

His physical fitness finally became stronger from the previous weakness, and he was no longer so fragile.

At the same time, a special power that was almost the same source as the divine power was circling in his abdomen.

"The source of power is the same, but the rules of the world are different. This has caused me to be unable to release the divine arts I studied in the future ruins."

"If you want to use this power, you must comply with the rules of this world of faith, that is, the divine arts recognized by the world, in order to induce this special power."

"No, it's not eliciting, but prying. Just having an extra organ can only help humans feel this divine power and get admission tickets. It can't store the divine power like I did in the future ruins. After all, this is something that only gods can do."

"This also explains why you only need to reach a certain number of releases to use more powerful divine arts."

Suma was thinking, but the old priest standing beside him was a little anxious.

"Chief, Chief, the noise you made about your divine art is too exaggerated. As long as those snow bandits are not blind, they should all be rushing over to join in the fun."

Recovering from the shock, Thomas had no time to ask Su Mo what divine art he had obtained, and hurriedly reminded him.

Although the Fire Fist Tribe had evacuated residents to nearby tribes for refuge, it would still be very difficult for the group to rush out if they were surrounded by hundreds of snow bandits.

"Let's go, leave here first!"

Su Mo came to his senses and had no intention of testing the divine art on the snow bandits.

The previous bold adventure was to accumulate divine ore and gain divine art talent.

Now that the talent is complete, he should calm down and take it slowly.

After all, it only takes more than a month to advance to level 4 and master two level 5 divine arts. Thomas also advanced to level 5, with both offense and defense, and explosive combat power.

By then, where can we go to this rift number 37, this world of faith?

...

New world.

Unknowingly, it has been February of the third year of the wasteland.

The deep winter in the world of faith is about to end, but the wasteland has just ushered in the coldest period of winter.

The wind mixed with snow particles whistled past, and in just one night, the whole world turned into a silvery white.

In the east, the palace of alien gatherings.

Surrounded by thick shadows, this place was not affected by the drop in temperature and was still as warm as spring.

But for the traitors who survived inside, the coldness from the heart made everyone feel a little at a loss.

"What should we do? He has acquired divine talent, three months earlier than we expected!"

"Where are the preparations and back-up plans? Why haven't any of them been triggered?"

"It was the snow bandits. He must have found a way to kill the snow bandits and collect enough divine ore."

"Damn it, damn it, which idiot insisted on adding the rule of gradual progress?"

"Why are you looking at me? That was the Yin Yuan's own request to ensure the development of the alien race. What does it have to do with me?"

"What does it have to do with you? You do whatever he says. If he tells you to die, will you die?"

"Stop arguing. It's time to think of a countermeasure. We can't let Su Mo develop so comfortably. Otherwise, we will all die when he comes out."

"What countermeasures? Are we going to directly start the final battle of faith? What if we lose?"

Hundreds of people gathered in the side hall.

As the designers of the world of faith, no one knows better than them how bad the current situation is.

Without the increase in the population of the tribe, Su Mo acquired the divine talent in advance.

This basically means that he chose the most difficult way to "break the game" and did not follow the instructions of the Road of Gods, entering the pre-set deadlock.

"What a pity..."

Someone couldn't help but sigh.

If Su Mo chose to complete the Road of Gods step by step, the tasks linked together would put the Fire Fist Tribe high up, and the mismatch between the tribe and the individual strength would eventually complete the deadlock arrangement, and finally force Su Mo into a difficult situation of choosing one of two.

But it happened that one move was wrong, and no one would have thought that it was the Snow Bandit who completed the assist, allowing Su Mo to capture the possibility of a perfect break.

Of course, this is not the fault of the designer.

If it was just the Red Moon Team, it would not help Su Mo complete all the arrangements immediately.

The defeat of the Secret Killing Team is the key to breaking the game.

"Everyone... There is no time for us to think, we have to think about how to explain this matter first."

After the quarrel, someone said the key.

Once the Yin Yuan wakes up and sees Su Mo appear on the talent list, he will definitely fall into a rage.

If they can't find a reasonable excuse to evade Yin Yuan, their fate can be imagined.

"What else is there to explain? Find a way to slip away. The alien races in the world of faith will definitely lose their pants."

"We have prepared so much but still can't suppress Su Mo. Do you still expect those stupid dogs to win?"

"You have to listen to the explanation. What if he doesn't listen?"

"He doesn't dare to kill us. As long as the war on the front line is not over, we are still valuable."

"Yes, why not tell Yin Yuan the truth and let him prepare for the next gambling fight."

"..."

As they talked, more and more people in the side hall supported the broken jar. Many people even fought after arguing, creating a chaotic scene.

The few people sitting at the top looked at each other and showed helpless expressions.

After the designed world was running, they had very few permissions to control, and could only barely advance the start time of several major events.

But no one was sure what kind of impact and changes these major events would bring after they started.

There may be a turnaround, but it is more likely that the plan will be completely disrupted and completely stuck in a dead end.

"Mr. Song, you are the chief designer of the first half, why don't you tell me your ideas?"

Someone suggested, and everyone turned their heads and their eyes were immediately focused on Mr. Song's face.

"My idea..."

Mr. Song was silent for a while, his face unchanged, but he was a little uneasy.

Only he knew that Yin Yuan did not follow the plan and told the aliens to beware of the snow bandits.

But he didn't know whether Yin Yuan had neglected other places and failed to remind them.

If Yin Yuan was careless.

If those major events were launched rashly, the situation faced by the aliens would be worse than that of humans.

At that time, it is very likely that there would be a scene of killing 500 enemies and losing 1,000 of their own.

But... not starting?

Because of the sudden drop in temperature, the front-line war between humans and aliens has fallen into a stalemate.

Neither side is willing to take the initiative to attack again, and only intends to consolidate the current defense line during the winter and wait for the arrival of spring.

At this time, their status has been reduced to the lowest, and they are dispensable.

Even if we really have to confront the Yin Yuan, we have to find a way to make humans and aliens fight. The more intense the war, the greater the possibility of their survival.

In addition, there are three major events in the world of faith that have not been triggered.

No one present will be willing to accept this result of surrendering just because Su Mo has obtained the divine talent.

"Do it in advance. No matter what the final result is, we have to survive this winter."

The voice fell.

Everyone present held their breath and understood what Mr. Song meant.

...

[Player: Sumo]

[Level: Level 3]

[Talent level: low level (only magical spells with level ≥ level +1 can be released)]

[Experience required to advance to the next level: 20000/50000]

"Finally level three!"

A hazy gray-black light fell from the sky and enveloped Soma.

Divine power that was difficult to discern with the naked eye began to wash away the body, dispersing traces of black and gray matter from the body.

Countless priests are looking forward to ‘going to Fanguan’.

As if a barrier had been broken, Soma felt the changes in his body, and then he realized something.

"The growth degree of the magical organs determines the number of times the priest uses magical arts."

"The digestion speed of the magical organs determines the amount of divine power that the priest can leverage at one time."

"The former can be increased by removing the mortal level, while the latter is related to talent."

"If the promotion speed is too fast and the growth of the organs cannot keep up, the game will use the mortal level to adjust and assist in helping the organs grow to the corresponding level. The rest of the physical gains are just incidental."

"If I can continue to increase my promotion speed, maybe when I am promoted to level 4 or 5 priest, I will go to Mortal Levels many times to assist my growth!"

Ratings range from D to A.

When it comes to the interlocking level design alone, Somo would give an A to A+ rating. Its thorough consideration and ingenious design have basically reached the ceiling level.

In terms of world view design alone, Sumo would give an evaluation of B+ to A-. Although the designer created the wasteland world in order to avoid vicious bugs, he also has his own ingenuity in many places.

However, in terms of power system, Sumo can only give a D-level rating at best.

Rough.

Simple.

A power system shaped only by imagination is ultimately just a castle in the air with many loopholes.

"It has greatly increased the difficulty of obtaining talents, but ignored the issue of promotion within the system."

"If it were me designing it..."

Sumo thought about it and smiled.

What are you thinking about?

The first gambling battle has not yet decided the winner, so how can we be distracted from the second world design?

But then again, at this point, Sumo was indeed 70% sure of winning the bet.

seven days ago.

The vision of the Fire Fist tribe indeed attracted a large number of snow bandits. Unfortunately, facing the empty tribe, the snow bandits searched all night to no avail. In the end, they could only vent their anger by burning the tribe into rubble.

However, no one expected that just this behavior would cause the tribes who came to join in the fun to mistakenly think that the snow bandits had launched an attack on the Fire Fist tribe.

The treasures produced by the heavenly vision were also snatched away by these snow bandits.

Then the area around the Fire Fist tribe was searched, and the corpses left behind by the snow bandits seemed to prove this point.

Of course, the Fire Fist Tribe's advance transfer of residents was quickly discovered.

But Thomas also gave a reasonable explanation for this.

The Fire Fist tribe had already been attacked by snow bandits in the depth of winter. In order to take refuge, they were ready to evacuate at that time.

Now that spring has begun, it is natural to retreat as quickly as possible.

This was proven by the snow bandit prisoners, and it was quickly unanimously recognized by all the tribes.

In this way, the Fire Fist tribe that was supposed to be the center of the storm was picked out and turned into a little transparent that no one cared about.

"I stole the snow bandit's magic mine to gain talents, and then let the snow bandit take the blame for me to divert combat power."

"After being promoted to level four, I will go out and set out to unify Crack No. 37!"

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