There was also lightning and thunder around these prostrate, but it was not as devastating as the other worlds that had been seen before, just the level of rain on a normal day. 『』【Latest chapter reading baoliny】

Especially those who were only the elder brother worshipping there, and even just a tiny lightning bolt lit up in the room.

Thinking back to the worlds I had just seen, it dawned on me that the information that caused lightning and earth cracking was actually the reflow of information transmitted by themselves, and the more information they transmitted, the more they returned.

That is to say, the greater the number of races who believe in the goods of self-control, the faster their world will be ruined.

High-dimensional biology cultivates the information collar in essence to provide information for itself, so it will inevitably cultivate its own loyalty information in the information collar, and the more loyal it is, the more information it can provide. For example, if there is a religious person, you have to pray first, get up, pray, wash your face and pray, eat and pray, untie your hands and pray, snap and pray, this is not the end, there must be two regular prayer periods in the morning and evening every day, so the information that can be generated by all the activities in such a day is basically transmitted to the high-dimensional beings who believe in it.

From my understanding of information, repeated information is not counted, but the various actions in a person's daily repeated activities cannot be exactly the same, so it can be regarded as different information.

The amount of information a believer can provide on his own is the most limited, and it may add up to dozens of things in his life, but what about ten, hundreds, thousands, ten thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions?

Accumulate a lot, hundreds of streams meet the sea, this is the meaning of information collar.

As long as the number of believers is large enough, just eating and drinking Lazar on a daily basis can accumulate a large enough amount of information.

And once the high-dimensional creatures they believe in die, the information they worship has nowhere to live, and it will return, causing great damage to the world in which they live, and the more information they have, the more they will return, and the greater the damage will be, until the entire world is destroyed.

The world, in fact, is ruined under their own beliefs.

This is a brutal truth.

I don't know how they will feel if they admit this fact.

But now I don't bother to think about these things, and I forget about it for a moment, and focus on the last world in front of me.

Unlike the strange creatures of other worlds, the few prostitutes in this world are all human!

Standard normal humans.

I couldn't help but feel a little excited in my heart, and I went through the information line to carefully probe, and finally determined that this last world is the world!

Got it!

It's worth the trip.

I just don't know which of these prostrates is what I'm looking for.

But it doesn't matter, since you find it, it's easy to do.

I gathered all the hundred lines of information at once, and stretched them out into the world, and read the memories of those who bowed down one by one.

With the human understanding of the information line, they are basically unaware.

I decided to look at it that way from less to more, and the first ones to c were the solitary prostrategists.

The first prostrate was a middle-aged man with a modest face, who looked like an honest peasant, but when I read his memories I was startled.

In my recent memories, it's all about killing people and dismembering corpses, and there is also a heavy-tasting cannibalistic R drama.

It's so perverted!

This middle-aged man is a farmer who runs a farmhouse, he kills all backpacking travelers, divides the corpses, and eats some, and the remaining bones are buried in his yard!

As far as I can remember, he's killed at least ten people.

However, it can be seen from his memory that he was not born perverted, but began to be perverted after believing in the goods I controlled.

This memory is also very deep for himself, so it reads extremely clearly, and even many details are not blurred.

After worshipping this immortal whose name he didn't even know, his personality changed greatly, and he became more and more disgusted with the people around him, full of unexplained disgust, as if they were all alien creatures that could not be tolerated and accepted, and every time he killed someone, he would have pleasure from the inside out.

Of course, this change comes from the guy he worships and believes, that is, the goods I now control, that is, only this kind of goods is extremely disgusted with human beings, which will directly affect the thoughts of the believers.

After reading it, I couldn't help but feel my hair stand on end.

If every believer is affected in this way, how many will these hundreds kill?

The other world is too far away from me, I am not the Virgin, even if it is ruined, it has nothing to do with me, but the world is where I grew up, and the thought that this could be a shocking case in which thousands of people were killed makes me feel a sense of horror from the bottom of my heart.

Evil is far away from what we don't think, and it can often be all around us!

After reading his location from the thing's memory, I hesitated and decided to kill him.

Of course, this is not legal, but it is too far away, this is not my jurisdiction, even if I inform the local police of this clue, I have no way to explain the source of the clue, not to mention that if such a delay, I don't know how many innocent people will die.

After making up my mind, I originally sent a thunderstorm message to kill the goods directly, but after seeing the lightning floating around him, I changed my mind and instead captured some information about the return flow and focused on impacting him.

The returning information converged in a flash of lightning in the darkness, and it was smashing at the object's body, splitting him into a cloud of charcoal on the spot.

I continued to check on the other prostrategists.

Sure enough, everyone has become full of malice towards humans because they believe in this guy I accuse, and they use killing as a source of happiness.

The world is too big, there are too many people, tens of millions of people disappear every year for various reasons, if thousands of deaths are concentrated in one place, it is an earth-shattering event, but if it is dispersed, there is no need to be scattered all over the world, even if it is scattered in one country, it will not make too big waves.

Human beings as individuals are too small and fragile.

And as a race, human beings are not much stronger in the face of high-dimensional creatures.

Without mercy, I struck every prostrate with lightning.

Eventually, I found the secretary I was looking for among the individual prostratest, and I stayed alive and moved on to the others.

In the end, out of the hundreds of prostrations, I left only two people, the secretary, and the other the one who compiled all the prostrations.

Since he is responsible for summarizing, he must be the head of this belief group, that is, the general agent of this goods in the world.

I think it's necessary to dig deeper into how this head got in touch with the goods I control.