My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

The last month of the gambling world.

Su Mo made every effort to compile all the research materials that could be collected into a complete reference book.

"Theory of Divine Art"

It not only fully records the birth and growth process of the divine art organ, but also records the control reaction of the organ when humans use divine art.

I dare not say how much help this information can bring to the human beings in the world of faith, but at least it can be placed on the bookshelf so that the researchers of the Fire Fist Tribe can remember this matter.

In addition, Su Mo also selectively left the advanced technology brought out from the asynchronous space.

For the Fire Fist Tribe, whose productivity is still extremely backward, as long as these technologies can be mastered, rebuilding human civilization in the cracks will no longer be a far-fetched thing.

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However, considering that the emergence of these technologies is too abnormal, it is difficult to fool them even with divine gifts.

Su Mo got a safe, slightly upgraded it, and set a special opening time.

One week after the gambling fight, the safe will automatically trigger a special signal and call Thomas, Borna and Huang Xiangyu to come.

After verifying the identity, the safe will open and automatically spit out the information inside.

On the contrary, if it is opened in advance or opened violently, the information inside will be burned instantly.

It took nearly 150 special survival points to upgrade this safe, which made Su Mo quite distressed.

But as long as he thought about leaving something for this world and bringing some changes here, he still resolutely did it.

"I guess the old priest will be scared to jump up!"

Su Mo grinned, but he couldn't help laughing when the picture appeared in his mind.

"What do you mean I jump up?" A sinister voice appeared in his ears.

Su Mo was startled, and turned his head to find that Thomas was standing beside him without knowing when.

"Fuck, how come you walk like a ghost without making any sound?"

"Shadow Walk, an eighth-level divine art."

Tang Ma spread his hands, "Chief, I think you should stop indoctrinating. You are still a sixth-level priest after such a long time, and you are not even interested in taking a look at all the high-level divine arts that Borna brought back."

Although Su Mo has infused energy into hundreds of people in the past six months and forcibly promoted all first-level priests to the second level, to this day, Tang Ma still can't figure out why he did this.

In the world of faith, the importance of a sixth-level holy priest is far greater than that of a hundred second-level priests.

A ninth-level holy priest is more important than ten thousand third-level high priests.

Giving up his own level upgrade and instead instilling the experience gained from daily practice to others, this kind of self-sacrificing spirit...

Well, Tang Ma felt that he was not qualified to criticize Su Mo's behavior.

After all, the loyalty of those second-level priests to the tribe was completely full, and their belief in the stone god was off the charts.

In a sense, at a time when the holy priests do not need to fight against external enemies, a large number of second-level priests have indeed eased the many contradictions that may arise in the rapid development of the Fire Fist Tribe.

The resident teams led by them have devoted themselves to the extremely harmonious development of the tribe.

Especially the competition system that Su Mo has come up with. If it can really develop as planned, hundreds of villages and towns will surely be born under the Fire Fist Tribe in the future.

"Why do I need such a high level? Isn't it enough to have you?"

When it comes to cultivation, Su Mo is like a different person. He sits down lazily, and his bones are soft.

If it weren't for the purpose of instilling energy and gathering more believers, he would be too lazy to find someone to brush enough greeting skills every day.

"I'm old. I can protect the Fire Fist Tribe for a while, but I can't protect Chief Su for the rest of his life."

Tang Ma was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "I heard from Huang Xiangyu that you haven't handled government affairs for a month. No way, I'm still fighting on the front line every day. How can you, a young man, plan to retire?!"

"Fuck, this kid just got promoted to the fifth-level priest, and he dared to say bad things about me!"

Su Mo curled his lips.

Tang Ma didn't end the topic as usual, but advised earnestly, "It's good that you plan to let Huang Xiangyu take over these tedious government affairs. Calm down and practice to the ninth-level priest as soon as possible. When we don't have to fear any tribe at all, we can start to leave the 37th crack!"

"Leave, why leave?"

Su Mo shook his head and interrupted, "Priest Tang Ma, we didn't come here to dominate today. Even if we go to the No. 1 crack, what if all the tribesmen are priests?"

The two had never discussed this topic before. Now that it was mentioned, Tang Ma was a little stunned.

"You don't plan to leave?"

"Of course I have to leave." Su Mo laughed, "But not leaving the 37th crack, but leaving this damn wasteland and returning to Earth."

"Earth..."

Tang Ma murmured these two words, gradually falling into deep thought.

Such strange and distant words.

So distant that if Su Mo didn't mention it, it would be difficult for humans living in the world of faith to remember these two words.

The two were silent for a long time.

Tang Ma shook his head imperceptibly, his body quickly flattened and slid into the shadow of the room, and then disappeared from Su Mo's sight.

He left.

It's not that he didn't want to continue talking about this heavy topic with Su Mo, but he needed to find a place to dissipate his negative emotions.

"What he said is right. If he wants to leave, he also means leaving this wasteland and returning to the earth."

Thomas glanced back hard.

Through the interface between the shadow world and the real world, Soma was still half lying on the stool with a calm expression.

And those dark eyes seemed to be reflecting a blue planet!

...

Time passed day by day, and before I knew it, only the last day was left and the gambling battle was about to end.

Early in the morning, the game panel announced the tribes shortlisted for the Battle of Faith, as well as the scores of all tribes.

"How did this score come about? Is it that each believer is counted as one point and weighted according to the level of belief?"

Sumo flipped through the panels in confusion.

[Fire Fist Tribe, camp: human, ranking: 1, belief score: 871530. 】

[Ten Thousand Snakes Tribe, camp: Alien, ranking: 2, faith score: 17210]

[Red Leopard Tribe, camp: Alien, ranking: 3, faith score: 16990]

【...】

[Changshui Tribe, camp: human, ranking: 99, belief score: 16050]

【...】

There are a total of 10,000 tribes shortlisted for the battle of faith.

Among them, there are 1,100 humans and 8,900 aliens.

From top to bottom, except for the Fire Fist tribe's cliff-like lead among the top 100 tribes, the gaps between the other tribes are not big.

The gap between the second-placed Wanshe Tribe and the ninety-nine-placed Changshui Tribe is only a little over a thousand.

Only at the 800th place was there a big gap, and the score suddenly dropped below 10,000.

At the same time, human tribes only occupy eighty-four places among the top one thousand in the rankings.

There seems to be a huge gap in strength between the two sides, but as long as one sees the huge gap between Soma and the second place, no one will think that the alien race will have an advantage in the next battle of faith.

"With 10,000 finalists, how will the next battle of faith compare?"

Sumo looked forward to it.

On his last day in the world of faith, he didn't say goodbye to anyone, or even behaved in any unusual way.

In the morning, after breakfast, I started saying hello and gaining experience.

At noon, a lucky first-level priest will be randomly selected and turned into a fan of the Stone God.

In the afternoon, we inspected the development of the Fire Fist tribe, especially the recently launched Fire Fist Dam, which is an important livelihood facility related to hundreds of thousands of people.

In the evening, after dinner, Somo went to the small bar in Fire Fist Town to drink two glasses of double-distilled wine as usual.

Thanks to the fact that he, the patriarch, comes from a humble background, he has never put on airs with ordinary people.

Another wealthy resident paid for this meal, and he even found a camera from nowhere and insisted on dragging Somo along to take a photo.

"It's just this once, it won't happen next time!"

Sumo smiled, held the other person in his arms, and recorded a precious photo.

By the time I left the bar, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

Somo walked aimlessly in the Fire Fist tribe, and naturally there were no extra guards accompanying him. After all, he was still a sixth-level holy priest.

If you can be attacked in your own tribe, there is no point in sending more ordinary guards.

Furthermore, if tribes want to start a fight between tribes, they must first find the other side's high priest.

There is a possibility that one of Soma's clan leaders will be targeted, but the probability is so small that it can be ignored.

"Without farewell, there is no sadness."

"Maybe it won't be long before I come back again."

Standing on a high place, Sumo looked at the sparks below. That was Fire Fist Town, which was ten times more prosperous than Yunbu.

What Xia Fenghan couldn't do in eight years, he did in half a year.

If he could be brought back to life, he would probably die of anger again.

[Record]: There are only five minutes left before the end of the gambling battle. It is detected that the player ‘Suma’ has obtained the qualification to participate in the battle of faith. Do you choose to enter the faith space?

[Record]: You can choose to enter now or enter after the time expires.

"Enter."

Soma didn't hesitate.

As he finished speaking, a familiar gray light fell from the sky.

Immediately afterwards, his figure shattered between the worlds like a bubble.

...

Wrapped in the shimmering light, there seemed to be tens of thousands of dazzling halos flashing back and forth around it.

Soma closed his eyes and waited quietly for the transmission to end.

Wow.

It wasn't until the familiar sound of waves rang in his ears that Somo opened his eyes and found that he had arrived at the Island of the Spirits.

With the blessing of many beliefs, the space of this island has long since expanded to tens of thousands of acres.

But at this moment, bound by the dim light, he did not appear on the island, but floated in mid-air.

Boom.

A bolt of lightning struck, and the Island of Gods began to roll crazily.

I saw the island rising out of the sea, as if being rubbed by a huge force, and soon formed a huge ball.

Then the ball was quickly kneaded into a human shape, gradually forming the appearance of a Soma with abnormal attributes.

"Is this shaping me?"

From top to bottom.

From hair to skin.

Sumo watched the huge clay sculpture taking shape in surprise, feeling an inexplicable sense of weirdness and intimacy.

The weird feeling is because the clay sculpture in front of you is really huge. It is roughly estimated to be nearly a hundred meters high, like a giant standing tall on the sky and the earth.

Especially as more and more details were created, the clay sculpture became lifelike, without the rigid and cold feeling of ordinary statues.

And the sense of intimacy came from the appearance of the clay sculpture, which was completely shaped according to himself.

It was like looking in a mirror. Even if the person opposite was much bigger, he couldn't resist the feeling rising from the bottom of his heart.

After about two minutes, the clay sculpture finally came to an end.

At this time, Su Mo could no longer tell the authenticity of the clay sculpture with his naked eyes. It was like he was standing there smiling after being magnified countless times.

"What is this doing?"

Su Mo was slightly surprised, but he didn't expect that the faint light suddenly swept him to the center of the clay sculpture's forehead.

Boom.

Seeing the clay sculpture getting closer and closer to him, Su Mo subconsciously raised his hand to block in front of him.

But when the distance was only the last meter, a crack suddenly appeared in the center of the forehead and swallowed him in.

[Record]: The body of faith has been shaped, and we are heading to the dojo of the battle of faith...

[Record]: Please wait, the transmission will start in five seconds.

[Record]: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, start transmitting!

The game prompts popped up quickly, and before Su Mo could observe the situation inside the clay sculpture, an unprecedented dizziness rushed to his head.

The world in front of him began to become bizarre, with distorted whispers and scattered light and shadows everywhere.

Everything became incomprehensible, like a small fish being taken out of a pond and released into the sea.

Unable to observe.

Unable to touch.

Until the dizziness disappeared, Su Mo found himself in a long and narrow passage.

The style of the passage is very similar to the old aquarium on Earth.

People stood in the middle of the passage, with an arc-shaped frosted glass on both sides and above their heads.

It was just that in the hazy light, Su Mo could not see the fish swimming in it, but densely packed with countless eyes with murderous intent and hatred.

"Such a grand welcome ceremony?"

Suma couldn't help licking his lips, and his calm mood became excited.

If ordinary people saw this scene, they would definitely faint on the spot.

But now, he had a strange feeling.

The owners of these eyes were none other than the alien gods who were watching from outside the Giant Stone Star Region!

"Want to see me win the first gambling fight with your own eyes?"

Suma grinned and walked to the end of the passage fearlessly.

One step.

One step.

More and more eyes began to disappear, replaced by giant beasts one after another.

There were giant apes that beat the frosted glass and roared to form black and blue lightning.

There were black tigers that exuded the smell of plague and made people shudder.

There were also red centipedes with tens of thousands of limbs that climbed back and forth behind the frosted glass.

All creatures showed murderous intentions that were difficult to conceal. If they were given a chance, they would definitely rush in and swallow Su Mo immediately.

But the seemingly fragile frosted glass isolates them all, making them feel reassured by its solidity.

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