Wandering Knight Start: I have a simple data panel

"The signal is not clear!"

Elf complained that she hadn't seen such an outrageous signal in many years.

"You are now the representative of the War Temple, don't move."

Ferranz, who was sitting aside, wanted to hold her down.

At this time, they all transformed into representatives of various internal organizations of the Earth-Star United Government and were watching the Hunger Games.

Because what is being promoted is the loss of civilization, various monitoring methods are crude and crude.

It’s normal to not be clear about nature.

As for why they participated in person, of course it is more real to participate in person.

As for the top officials of the Earth-Star United Government, they all know the truth.

Elf didn't care if these people had any ideas about overthrowing the aliens and restoring civilization, as long as they were honest and obedient.

As for the belief in the Son of War God, it has actually begun to spread a long time ago.

She doesn't even need devout believers. As the Hunger Games began, the power of faith of the Son of War exploded, and it was very pure and high quality.

I have to say that Fisman is a genius and came up with a great idea.

It only takes a few cameras and the lives of hundreds of participants to harvest such pure power of faith.

Concerned with their own interests and tortured by hunger, people across the planet are extremely concerned about this game and are attracted by the contestants.

As the game progresses, the divine powers of killing, death, conspiracy, and battle begin to increase.

Elf, who was sitting at the scene, could clearly feel that her strength began to grow, even beyond imagination.

“As long as we control the speed, we can hold a Hunger Games every year to harvest the purest faith.

Otherwise, divine powers such as killing and fighting would cause a large number of casualties every harvest, and the recovery period would be too long. Elf whispered to Gwen who was coming over.

It was really lucky that they found such a correct method just after the divine power was born.

Gwen also enjoyed it, and even narrowed her eyes comfortably: "Next time, I can call Brother Hans here. I heard that he chose to protect. We can add some new elements and harvest more faith."

In fact, the first Hunger Games had shortcomings, such as simple tasks, rough killings, and low-tech combat.

If we strengthen the combat skills training of contestants, set up complex tasks, form teams to participate, and even allow ordinary people and professionals to participate together, it can inspire more power of faith.

Of course, there must be a limit to the total pool, but Hans is not alone.

The two exchanged words in low voices, and Ferranz felt bored.

Although watching the live broadcast was interesting at first, he soon got bored.

What's even more annoying is that he still hasn't figured out what Elf and the others want to do?

There is also this mixed-blood scale tribe that Elf brought back. She is chattering all day long. Watching the live broadcast is like having an intracranial orgasm, with all kinds of expressions there.

In fact, Fishman felt very good at this time.

He cannot absorb the power of faith with an owner, but he can absorb some free power of faith without an owner, even if it is the holy power in his body that is absorbed independently.

But the feeling of slowly increasing these powers is still very satisfying.

He firmly believes that he is on the right path, and as long as he continues to be strong, he will be worthy of the position of a saint in front of the throne of the Son of God.

Everyone was having fun, except Ferranz.

Elf waved Fisman over again and told him the idea she had just had.

Fishman nodded repeatedly. He respected every god's son very much.

Moreover, this son of the fighting god is really powerful. He can just use a planet as a testing ground. He is a real strong man.

"Don't worry, I will arrange the position of the Guardian Son. I have reserved a position for improvement in advance." Fishman replied confidently.

In fact, so many organizations in the Earth-Star United Government are basically empty shells that can be reskinned and joined by new players at any time.

Elf was even more satisfied. If Fishman hadn't been her sister's man, she would have snatched it away and used it as a lackey.

Finally, the killing game is over, and based on the performance of representatives from each region, the food distribution in each region will be determined.

Of course, not even one out of ten participants survived, and many were injured.

The last program is for the winner to receive awards from high-level officials of the Earth-Star United Government, and then allocate resource quotas.

This is also live broadcast and is the climax of Harvest Faith.

"Interesting, it seems there are two groups of people trying to cause trouble." Elf suddenly discovered something.

Gwen realized later, and with her sister's guidance, she also discovered something was wrong.

It can only be said that the Earth-Star civilization has not yet been tamed, so this kind of thing happens.

"Sister, we can cooperate with them and finally harvest a wave of power of faith." Gwen was not worried at all.

These people were probably determined to die and vowed to inspire the courage of their compatriots to resist through the live broadcast.

But this is exactly what Elf and the others wanted. The earthlings who have lost their blood are not high-quality lambs.

The two were full of expectations, waiting for the moment to meet and award awards.

Soon after the lengthy victory parade ended, the emotions of all the Earth Star people went from high to low before it was over.

The newly dressed contestants stood in front of Elf and the others.

At the same time, another group of coalition government staff armed with weapons were also ready to go.

Elf stood up with a smile and was about to speak on behalf of the Battle Temple.

Suddenly, the winner of the Hunger Games suddenly stood up: "You bunch of parasites, do you feel a sense of accomplishment in playing with your compatriots?"

Some contestants followed suit, and they seemed dissatisfied with the United Government that controlled everything.

Perhaps in their view, the Hunger Games itself is inhumane.

Now they want to resist tyranny and bring freedom to people all over the world.

Elf has been waiting for a long time, a group of weak chickens with bare hands.

She didn't take any weapons, and she retreated instead of advancing. Under the live broadcast, she fought with the contestants.

At the beginning, these contestants who survived the killing still had smiles on their faces.

Do you think this is just playing house? We are...ah!!!

Elf easily knocked everyone down with a punch and a kick.

Gwen followed closely behind and solved them all with a knife.

The whole process was extremely bloody, and it was broadcast live for people all over the world to see.

Then...the divinity grew greatly.

The United Government resistance personnel who witnessed this scene were sad: "Why don't you just be patient? Don't worry... We will seek justice for you and kill these aliens."

They have repeatedly confirmed that these aliens did not carry weapons with them.

Now, it's time for them to give these arrogant aliens a fatal blow.

When they appeared, Elf smiled even more happily.