The secret door is hidden behind layers of grapes, close to the outer wall of the farm, and is extremely hidden in the night.
When Su Mingan walked into the downward stairs, a smell of dust hit his face.
On the way downstairs, he was still thinking.
...Aside from Lu Shu, Noel was also under his consideration.
Noel has the New World Guild, and its background is not as simple as the others. Let him join, with mixed results. The good thing is that Noel has experience in dealing with forces and can bring a large number of players who support the alliance. The bad thing is that his mind may not be pure and he already knows the secret of Su Mingan's return.
Noel was too smart, and he was so perceptive that Su Ming'an couldn't trust him. If Noel really has any bad intentions, it will definitely be a big trouble for the future.
"Cough, cough..."
There was a cough from the front.
Xiboer coughed. She walked in front and faced ashes on her face.
She wiped her face irritably: "...there is so much dust here, no one has cleaned it?"
This is a wine cellar with some dusty barrels inside, and the air is filled with the aroma of wine.
Following the light of the soul stone in Siboer's hand, Su Mingan saw a blood-red magic circle drawn on the ground.
"What is this?" He looked at the magic circle. The magic circle was engraved with some animal patterns. He was very familiar with these patterns. They were pythons, crows and lambs, which were the three powers of the Bai God.
"...It's really a novel location." Siboer got close to the magic circle and smelled the smell of blood: "This is the blood of the lamb. The person who drew this magic circle was very ambitious."
"What's the meaning?"
"The presence of the lamb in the sky is a good omen. If someone dares to paint the magic circle with lamb's blood, this person is definitely not a sincere believer in the Bai gods." Siboer said.
At this moment, the raven that had been squatting on Su Mingan's shoulder suddenly jumped its paws and hid in his robe.
Su Mingan didn't know why it was hiding when she heard a male voice.
"You're right, little girl."
A man wearing a coat and with strange patterns on his face came over. On his shoulder stood a wooden sculpture of a black bird.
"The black lamb symbolizes the gods? In my opinion, they are just a group of beasts." He showed his pale teeth.
"It's really a familiar statement." Siboer said: "You are an investor in the farm, damn, I am right."
"Strange." Po's movements stopped, and he looked at Siboer, with inquiry in his eyes: "...how did you recognize me, little girl, I'm sure I've never seen you before."
"I am a prophet. I have seen your appearance. My name is Siboer." Siboer said.
"Ah, Siboer, I've heard of this name." Po's smile widened: "Are you the one in the sky, the only Nine God believer? Then you should be able to understand my thoughts better."
After listening to this, Su Mingan suddenly remembered that Xi Boer had said her ultimate goal at the beginning.
She said that she wanted to become a god in this world.
...Can humans also become gods?
"Is this your adventurer?" Po looked at Su Mingan: "You are quite young. Young man, look at your eyes, do you not believe that people can become gods?"
"No, I believe it." Su Mingan said, "I know a real god who transformed from a human body into a god."
...Although that person is now pulled down by him again.
After hearing what he said, Po burst out laughing, his laughter was sharp and hoarse.
"Hahaha, you said you know the gods... Haha, of the two gods in this world, Bai Shen is dead, and no one has really seen Jiu Shen, which god can you still know? Young man, you have to be joking in moderation. Otherwise, those fanatical believers will tear you apart!"
He laughed a few times, but when he saw that Su Ming'an and Xi Boer had expressionless faces, he felt that laughing was boring, so he stopped smiling.
"...You always say that there is a boundary between humans 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 Gods and Nine Gods originated from the myths passed down by people orally, so when the Bai God appeared, he possessed the power in the myth..."
"So you want to say, 'If you believe it, you have it, if you don't believe it, you don't have it'?" Su Mingan said.
"Yes." Po said: "[Gods originally come from people's fantasies. When more people fantasize, the gods will gather enough faith power and truly appear in front of people's eyes. Otherwise, we can't explain five years Why are the gods that suddenly appeared before the gods consistent with those in myths?
After all, the previous myths were made up by people. They had never seen the real Bai God before, so why were the myths they made up exactly the same as the gods themselves? ]"
"What you mean is... the so-called gods are derived from people's fantasies and belief in them, rather than their actual existence." Su Mingan said.
"Exactly!" After hearing Su Ming'an's words, Po's eyes shone, his fingers twisted unnaturally, and his whole body trembled with excitement: "I originally thought that this kind of idea of mine would no longer be accepted by others in Qiongdi. I didn’t expect that I would meet someone who recognized me..."
"In fact, there is nothing decisively wrong in your conjecture." Su Mingan said: "If time is the main line, then the world where individuals live is constantly dividing, and this division is going on all the time. Every one of our thoughts, Every decision will cause changes in the world. In this sense, whether we believe in something or not, the world will undergo subtle changes and develop in the direction that people believe - that is, 'believe and you will get'. It does not arise out of thin air, but is a qualitative change resulting from quantitative changes.”
Po's body was shaking even more violently, his two rows of pale teeth were chattering, and his face was already flushed with excitement.
Being recognized by others, his favorability level soared to 50 points at this moment, faster than riding on a rocket.
Of course, what Su Mingan said just now was basically nonsense. He is just deducing the cause from the result and looking for an argument that agrees with it.
But it seems that this deception is very effective, as you can tell by the excited expression on this guy's face.
"Do 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 controlled 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 a god in people's eyes and gain their faith... In this way, 'authority, faith, and energy', only energy is missing. You can become a true Baishen——!”
Su Mingan raised his eyebrows.
The idea of breaking may seem absurd, but it is not impossible. If God is really transformed from people's beliefs and fantasies, as long as everyone believes that Po is the real Bai God, then Po who has collected the three major powers can really become a god.
In other words, it turns out that the infrastructure of this festival is the fault of the people in front of it.
"Really? But it's a pity that you will never be able to collect the authority of the black crow and the black python." Siboer said faintly from the side, with a bit of sarcasm in her voice: "If you want to collect the authority of the black python, you have to block it." If the leader takes the initiative to give it to you, you will not be able to succeed because of this alone. There is also energy. Only those who reach the end of the Hundred-Man War will have enough energy, and you are not a contestant. This, you It’s also impossible to achieve.”
Listening to Siboer's words of pouring cold water, his broken face twitched and his face turned a little dark.
He has indeed realized the current difficulty. In fact, except for the authority of the Black Lamb, he cannot obtain the remaining two major authorities, as well as faith and energy.
This was also the reason why he hid here to draw the magic circle. He studied various ancient books, trying to find other ways to become a god, but found nothing.
"Look at the bird on your shoulder. It's still carved in the shape of a raven. It's the messenger of the Bai gods." Xiboer said, "Unfortunately, it's not a real raven, it's just a wooden sculpture. You seem to want to be the Bai gods." , and you are still eager to be followed by the raven, but unfortunately, the raven is not attracted to you at all. You simply...cannot become a genuine Baishen in people's eyes."
Su Ming'an took a step back slightly. At this time, the real raven was hiding under his cloak.
Gu Po's face was a little dark. He didn't look at Xi Boer anymore, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Su Ming'an.
"This adventurer, you have approved my conjecture and I trust you. Can you... collect something for me?" Po said and actually issued a mission.
…
"Ding dong!"
[Obtained a C-level temporary mission: Blood of the Lamb. 】
[Task description: I hope you can bring him some lamb's blood. In exchange, he will give you a stone with the breath of Baishen. 】
[Task reward: Baishen Stone·1]
[Task notes: There is an incomplete "central altar" in this altar. It is said that if three Baishen stones are enshrined on it, wonderful things may happen...]
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"Okay, I'll find it for you."
Su Mingan accepted the task and left here.
As he went upstairs, he heard Sibber say that she had lost something.
"Did you throw it down there?" Su Mingan asked.
"Well, the cursed fire flower in the hood fell off. I can just go down and get it myself. You can wait over there." Siboer pointed to the grape trellis on the ground.
"Okay." Su Mingan nodded.
Siboer turned around and walked away.
She closed the door first to ensure sound insulation, and then walked straight to the inner room.
Po was still in the dark room, with ancient books spread out on the floor. He was squatting beside the magic circle, still studying his method of becoming a god.
"Why are you back? Did you drop something?" He didn't even look back.
"I have a prophecy to tell you." Siboer said.
When Po heard this, he turned around with interest: "By the way, you said you are a prophet, can you predict whether my idea is right? Can I... be a mortal?" god?"
Xiber smiled: "Your idea is right. As long as the three major conditions of faith, energy, and authority are met, a mortal can indeed become a god."
"Really?" Po's eyes shone and he danced with excitement: "Can this really make him a god? Great, in this case, I have to find a way to take back the power of the black python and the black crow as soon as possible..."
"In addition, I came back because I saw a little bit of your future. Do you want to know?" Siboer said.
"Of course." Po smiled: "I think no one would refuse to see their own future."
"Okay, I predict..." Siboer suddenly raised his hand.
"boom!"
The shotgun smoked white.
She raised her shotgun and blew.
In front of him, there was a bullet hole in his forehead, and he slowly fell backward.
The joy of being recognized still remained in his eyes, but the brilliance had gradually lost. He stared at Siboer, who was so close but suddenly raised his gun, and closed his eyelids blankly.
Such a person who harbored the ideal of "becoming a god" suddenly fell to Siboer's gun and died silently.
"My prophecy is - I prophesy that you will die here." Siboer put down the gun and found the Baishen Stone on Po's body.
"Besides, the one who can become a god in a mortal body will never be you... You want to be my competitor, just dream."
As she spoke, she pinned the cursed fire flower behind her hair again, pulled up her hood, and concealed the wildness and fierceness in her eyes, making her temperament become inconspicuous again.
She picked up the stone and turned away.
The room was quiet, with only the lingering scent of wine lingering.
The pages of the ancient book slowly closed, as if covering an unrealistic dream.
…
"Your stuff." Siboer handed the Baishen Stone to Su Ming'an.
Su Mingan heard the reminder that the task was completed. He guessed that Siboer probably used violent methods.
"The other two slates should be at Meiyatu and the farmer Lao Te. I roughly know their locations. Let's go grab them." Siboer said.
Noticing his look, her eyes fluctuated slightly: "...Why, do I look like a villain in my behavior?"
"No, I'm just a little surprised. The contrast between your before and after is a bit big." Su Mingan said.
Siboer pulled up his hood: "If the prey at the bottom of the food chain wants to survive, they must show their weakness in front of proud and powerful enemies and let go of their hands and feet during their own predation. They are born weak and must do their best to survive. ...So, just think that I have practiced these methods."
"Okay, let's go." Su Mingan didn't comment on this.
Although Xiber's way of dealing with things is a bit violent, it is still the way of life that she has struggled to survive to this day. He will not criticize anything for the sake of his own sense of morality.
However, he noticed that Siboer's originally childish appearance seemed to have suddenly become more mature.
I wonder if this is his imagination.
…
In the modernly decorated living room, the farmer Lao Te stroked his goatee and spoke tremblingly to the two people sitting across from him.
The guests he entertained were none other than Ani and Flora.
After Aini and Flora realized that the background of the copy was not simple, they took the initiative to find the farmer Lao Te to increase his favorability and wanted to know the secrets hidden in the dome.
"Farmer, I would like to ask." Aini asked: "In this festival... is it possible that there are 'special bonus rules'?"
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