Having eaten his belly, Todd collapsed and slept by the campfire.

Zhou Qingfeng also wanted to sleep, but he was more afraid of the cold, and he needed to throw a piece of firewood into the bonfire from time to time to maintain the temperature in the cave. He couldn't throw too much away, after all, the night was long, and there wasn't much firewood collected temporarily, and it would be a big trouble when it was burned.

The savage is physically robust. Compared with the trembling Zhou Qingfeng, Todd wore a animal skin, and both of his arms were exposed. This guy didn't even have shoes, and his feet were just wrapped in two animal skins, which were casually tied with a rattan stick.

Compared with the cold, Zhou Qingfeng was more worried about his behavior after dawn. He asked Todd where to go next. But the barbarian glared wide-eyed and said that he had been wandering from place to place, and that he would go wherever he could.

As for tomorrow's troubles, I'll talk about it tomorrow.

"That's the wrong question." Zhou Qingfeng meditated in front of the bonfire, but he didn't have a clue. He asked Todd to take him to the nearest village after dawn. Outcome......

Todd immediately remembered the bad luck of being caught drunk by a goblin, and yelled at him for going to trouble some black-hearted bastard.

This doesn't look like a solution to the problem.

Tired and cold, Zhou Qingfeng drooped his head in front of the bonfire. The cold wind outside the cave was like a ghost crying wolf, and in the middle of the night, there was some strange movement. He slept very lightly, drooping his head for a while, waking up for a while, until he couldn't stand ...... anymore.

Deep sleep, as a golden finger of the information network finally started.

Before the crossing, Zhou Qingfeng was a keyboard coolie who was 996 every day, and the most contact was the 'Internet'. When he fell asleep, his consciousness sank into a familiar and unfamiliar environment, and as far as his eyes could see, data flashed in front of him.

This data information leads from the ground to the sky, and is divided into different colors such as red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. One of the purple streams of information was beside Zhou Qingfeng, and he wanted to touch it casually, but it was like an electric shock, and his brain was in severe pain.

It was precisely because of this electric shock that Zhou Qingfeng instantly understood what he was seeing—this was a believer in the other world communicating with the gods. Each stream of information is like a computer terminal sending a request to a server, and the content of the 'request' is all-encompassing.

Some pray for wealth; There are people who want to gain power; Someone wants to be healthy; Others inquired about the whereabouts of the enemy. The different colored streams represent the permissions that are 'requested'.

Purple is the highest, and the terminal is often the existence of oracles, bishops, and fanatics, and the server 'gods' are also the fastest. The communication between the two parties is like doing business, the higher the level, the lower the cost of the transaction, and the greater the transaction volume.

Those who want wealth can get information about wealth; If you want power, you can get powerful magic skills; If you want to be healthy, you can be cured immediately; If you want revenge, you can know the location of the enemy.

In order to get what they want, what do 'terminals' have to give?

"It feels like blockchain technology!" Zhou Qingfeng let out a sigh, "The laws of each god are different, just like different algorithms. Each believer is a mining machine, using the calculations of his own brain to try to solve the problem.

The 'understanding' obtained is the power of faith. The stronger the ability, the more fanatical believers, and the stronger the computing power, the more coins will be mined. The more pleased the gods are, the more generous they give. ”

Thinking about it this way, the power of faith is the energy that conforms to certain rules, and it is the common currency for transactions between believers and gods - Zhou Qingfeng's keyboard coolie is very unique in understanding.

In addition to mining, rooting out the enemy's high-ranking believers can also please the gods. Or completing the tasks given by the gods is also a way to gain the favor of the gods. But chanting prayers like 'mining' is definitely the most common way.

Among the 'requests' of the transaction, purple is the least, but the gods are the most concerned and do not allow outsiders to touch it easily. To put it simply, the defense mechanism is very sound and there are no loopholes. With Zhou Qingfeng's level, it cannot be snooped on, and it cannot be intercepted.

"Am I a virus in this otherworldly network?" Zhou Qingfeng couldn't help but want to burst into foul language. He used to imagine what it would be like if he became a 'network port scanner', but now his dream has come true.

It's just that this otherworldly network is too inexplicable.

"What can I do here?" Zhou Qingfeng's gaze looked at the information flow of other colors.

Since purple is the highest, the red with the highest number is the lowest.

Zhou Qingfeng casually grabbed a red information stream, just like a Trojan horse intercepting data packets in the network, and it was easy to dock with it.

The red stream has no strict format, no security precautions, not even a specific deity 'server', but a broad webcast.

There is no form of encryption for this 'broadcast', and the information is completely public.

The intercepted message was that of a little girl begging for food.

A picture appeared in Zhou Qingfeng's mind - in the cold wind, a little girl in rags was cowering in the corner of the dark street. She was extremely thin, with messy hair and black fingers, and she was pleading.

"Can anyone give me something to eat, I'm so hungry."

"Whoever can save me, I'm going to freeze to death."

"Whatever the gods are, have mercy on me. I just want to order something to eat. ”

The little girl looked seven or eight years old at most, pitiful. Her voice was low and her pleas went unanswered. The gods are busy connecting with the devotees closest to them, the most powerful, and the most able to provide the power of faith.

For little girls......

She's not even a believer. She is weak, ignorant, helpless, and worthless. Even the demons didn't bother to bother with her crying.

But among the vast number of beings, the weak are the most in need of help.

Zhou Qingfeng's sympathy was overflowing for a while, but what did he have at hand?

Todd eats the rest of the chicken bones. The savage munched on it until he was full, and there was still a lot of meat on the skeleton of the chicken, as well as discarded chicken offal.

Zhou Qingfeng's consciousness moved, and the chicken skeleton that was thrown in the cave ** suddenly disappeared. Ignoring the barrier of time and space, it appeared directly in front of the little girl.

The chicken skeleton that appeared out of thin air still had the smell of grease.

The poor little girl looked at the food that fell from the sky in amazement, and immediately picked it up, opened her mouth to bite the chicken that remained on it. She ate so quickly and quickly that the chicken bones were going to cut through her mouth.

As for how this thing came about? The little girl didn't even think about it, because she was so hungry.

Zhou Qingfeng hadn't been hungry much, but he looked sad. He couldn't help but say, "Eat slowly, no one will rob you." ”

The voice also defied the barrier of time and space and reached the little girl's ears. She looked up in a daze, and there was only the dark night sky in front of her. So she asked weakly, "Who is it?" ”

"I ......" Zhou Qingfeng suddenly stopped, "Little guy, you don't care who I am?" Just eat slowly. ”

The little girl chewed a few more bites, and she was not a picky eater at all, even eating all the chicken offal that Todd didn't want to eat. After eating, she looked up at the night sky again, "Is God giving me food?" ”

"No, I'm just a mortal." Zhou Qingfeng replied, "I heard your prayers, but I can't give you much." ”

Hearing that it was mortal, the little girl was a little disappointed. She said weakly, "Thank you, you are a good person, I will pray for you." ”

The flow of information was interrupted.

Zhou Qingfeng, who was immersed in the network of consciousness, suddenly smiled bitterly, it seemed that he had no potential to be a god stick.

In a human settlement not far from Zhou Qingfeng, in the dark corner of the street, a dirty little girl was gnawing a chicken skeleton clean. She didn't even let go of the crispy cartilage, and ate everything she could into her stomach.

After eating, she was a little reluctant to chew the bones, and continued to bite into her mouth to suck out all the bone marrow in it, so as to make full use of it.

The little belly is finally full.

With a long sigh, the little girl sat on the corner of the sheltered street, raised her head to look at the night, and asked faintly: "Hey, good Samaritan, are you still there?" ”

There was no response in the night sky, only a cold wind howling.

The thin little girl shouted a few times, lowered her head, and tightened her thin and tattered clothes. She silently thought, "I'm full today, what will I do tomorrow?" It's getting colder and colder, and I'm just afraid I'm going to starve to death.

But I'm starving, so I should be able to see my mother, and I'm so happy to think about it. ”