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Hungry and seeing a lot of delicious food in front of them, but swallowing and spitting for fear of exposure, reason knows that it can't do it, but the soul that is already desperately hungry can't let go......

Snatch!

The dagger in his hand sank into the table, Doug raised his head, faced the morning sun that had shown a little trace outside the window, exhaled fiercely, as if he wanted to exhale all the irritability in his heart, and then stretched out his hand, and the dagger on the table disappeared silently and returned to his sleeve.

It is easier said than done to turn the victims of the disaster into believers! For the victims of the disaster who have lost everything, there is no difficulty in making them their own believers, and people are willing to do whatever they have to eat under such conditions. However, the key is that when the gods come now, once it is carried out, it will definitely not be able to hide from the detection of other gods, and if you continue to endure it, the ghost will know when these greedy bastards will leave, and if they still maintain the current level, then in the future troubled times, I am afraid that they can only learn from the rats in the gutter in advance!

"Tsk!"

Doug's eyes darkened. He barely needed sleep last night, but even though he racked his brains and considered all kinds of methods, in the end he couldn't avoid exposing his traces, seeing the huge number of believers sitting there but unable to eat in his mouth, his heart was like a fire burning, and his fingers itched vigorously.

Snatch!

There was a soft thud on the table again, but there were six knife marks in a perfect circle, and the dagger showed no trace from beginning to end, and after this stabbing like a cloud, Doug's depression eased slightly, and he finally regained his composure, and thought relentlessly.

Since none of these existing methods work, some unconventional methods must be considered.

Doug stared straight at the bright and soft morning sun, took a deep breath, and resolutely removed all the methods that came to mind last night, and then began to think about it from a new perspective.

The crux of the matter is how to turn the victims into their own believers without revealing themselves, which is an impossible task in the current situation. The solutions he thought of before were considered from two directions, one was to find a way to cover up the faith of the believers, and the other was to shield the induction of the gods, but now it is actually of little value, because the 'inability to sense faith' itself is already a big problem, one or two 'unbelievers' may not attract attention, once the number increases, even the pitifully small brain of the orc god Elemeo can detect that something is wrong......

"Hmm......"

Chaoyang had jumped out of the horizon entirely, and the light just shone on Fei Fei'an's little face on the bed, making the little girl's hair make a vague sound, and she squirmed subconsciously, and soon put her little head under the pillow, and a brief smile flashed across Doug's face, and he silently leaned over and closed the curtains, and pulled the little girl out from under the pillow, and slept properly.

Or, ask Fifian again?

Doug's gaze couldn't help but fall on the little girl's face again. After avoiding the warm and soft morning sun, Fifian fell asleep again, and his little face looked very cute with the light marks and flushes that pressed out, which made Doug's face unconsciously soften.

Wait a minute.

His eyes suddenly froze, and a glimmer of light seemed to pass through his mind. I remember that the little girl once said that in the era of great magic four hundred years later, all people can use magic at will, and the status of the gods has plummeted, and they have been reduced to a mine-like 'resource' - so how can ordinary people without faith use the power of the gods? The technology used in this may be able to solve this huge problem at hand!

"Fifian?"

Doug eagerly began to gently shake the little girl in his arms, and Fifian let out an irritated murmur and turned his head to the other side.

"Fifian, it's dawn, get up, I have something to ask you. ”

Unmoved, Doug continued to shake the little girl's shoulders.

"What are you doing!!

Fei Fei'an, who couldn't bear the harassment, finally couldn't stand it anymore, opened his eyes with his teeth and claws, and scratched Doug's thigh with hatred with his little hands like crazy: "What the hell do you want to say! I'm sleepy!"

"Don't make a fuss, good, I really have something to tell you. ”

Doug didn't care about the attack that was similar to tickling, and stretched out his big hand to gently rub it on Fifian's forehead, and the right amount of force made Fifian's drowsy little head very useful, and he closed his eyes and enjoyed it, and his anger quickly dissipated.

"What's the matter? ”

After rubbing for a while, Fei Fei'an also sobered up a lot: "I can't even sleep well......

"Fifian, I remember you said that in four hundred years, people will be able to use all kinds of magic at will, right?"

Doug, who used to do the 'night shift', skillfully pinpointed several positions on Fifian's head that was conducive to relieving fatigue, and began to exert his fingers, feeling the soreness, Fifian struggled hard, but he did not relax: "Then how did they manage to use the power of the gods without faith and without believers?"

"Let go, let go!"

The little girl who was pinched by the big steely hand finally managed to break free from Doug's clutches, grinning and touching her head, tears appeared in her big eyes, but her spirit was indeed much better: "Why did you suddenly ask about this?"

Without waiting for Doug to reply, she remembered the conversation she had with Doug last night, and after a sigh, she began to explain.

"Four hundred years from now, people will not be able to use magic as they please, and they will have to pay a price!"

She first shook her head and refuted Doug's 'whatever it takes' statement, and then began to explain at length: "In the era of great magic, magic became a commodity, and it was a very common commodity, and it can be said that all daily life is inseparable from it......"

“...... There are two sources of magic, one is to collect the most basic elemental energy from nature, and then combine them into various magic, so that the cost of magic is very high, but there is almost no limit......!

"Wait a minute. ”

Doug, who was listening with the greatest patience, suddenly interrupted Fifian's explanation, "According to the basic knowledge I gained when I became a god, the level of the godhead is directly related to the number of believers, this is the lowest law...... And the gods of the future era of great magic will not have believers, and they will still be able to provide a huge amount of magical energy?

"No, the law is so easy to change!"

Fifian glanced at Doug dissatisfied: "Don't interrupt casually, I'm about to talk about it - of course, the gods of the Great Magic Age can't be without believers, but the 'believers' given to them are not real life forms!"

"Not a real lifeform?"

Doug was slightly stunned.

"Yes!"

Fifian seemed to feel that he couldn't speak clearly, and a little light lit up on the tips of his little fingers, and he drew a simple picture in the air: "There is an organization called 'Manabanc' in the age of great magic, and they hold a special artificial soul in their hands, and after signing a contract with a certain main god, these souls become 'believers' of the main god......"

"...... 'Artificial Soul Believer' can only maintain the level of Godhead and cannot provide the power of faith that the gods need, so it is still necessary to draw energy from the person who uses the magic - when someone wants to use the power of this god, he must purchase a device that carries an artificial soul in advance, and when used, this device can connect his soul with this artificial soul, and his soul bears the mark of 'believer', so that it is no problem to use it. After use, it will be disconnected and restored to its original appearance, which is very convenient!"

...... An artificial soul that can be attached to the user's soul?

Doug's brow furrowed into a line. Although he made a lot of mental preparation, when the 'truth' of the matter appeared, his mind was still confused, and he had to admit that he was really not talented in this area.

“...... Well, to put it simply, faith in God is like a label kept in the soul!" Fifian apparently also found out about his predicament, and immediately abandoned the rigorous and detailed details, and began to try to explain it in a simple way: "And this device can change this label at will, and if you put this god label, you become a believer in this god, and if you put another label on it, you immediately become a believer in another god......"

"Oh!"

Doug understood, but his brow did not loosen, because he had already keenly grasped the key difficulty: "...... Fifian, can you make this kind of device that connects souls now?"

"Yes, yes," Fifian nodded at first, then shook his head, and saw Doug's heartbeat rise and fall: "But now the purity of many materials is not up to the scale of the Great Magic Age, and the volume of the device made is much larger!"

"What can I do at the minimum?"

Doug asked, perked up. It's good to be able to make it, and other ways can be found to replace it, but this device is the most fundamental thing, without which everything is empty talk.

"In the age of magic, you can be the size of a fingernail...... Now, yes, it's about the same size as Fio's 'poof'...... What do you want to do?" Fifian replied a little frustrated after thinking for a while, staring at Doug with big eyes and confusion: "You must know that such a 'believer' is not subject to any constraints at all, if you want to develop believers in this way, I am afraid that you will not get anything in the end!"

"That's not a problem. ”

The size of a puff...... Acceptable.

Doug nodded slightly, and a smile on his face that was unfamiliar to Fifian appeared, and he felt that even his eyes were much darker. Now is not the era of Fifian's great magic, if you want to control a group of low-level civilians, there are many ways, in a relatively developed country like the Wright Empire, the number of gangsters in the country is probably about to reach millions.

"Hey, don't make things too simple!"

Fifian bit her lower lip, and there was a serious expression on her little face: "It's the century of the gods, how are you going to make them accept such a big device?

"Hmm......"

Fifian's question was something Doug hadn't thought of. At this time, except for those magic towers, there are very few magic devices in other places, and a group of people walking around with eye-catching unknown devices is indeed easy to arouse the curiosity and vigilance of others: "Can you make it look like other commonly used things?"

The first thing he thought about was to camouflage it.

"It's not impossible, but for the survival of the artificial soul inside, you have to expose most of the surface of the special material, which still looks eye-catching. ”

Fifian quickly replied, and reached out to summon the mechanical assistant, and after some operation, a simple three-dimensional image was projected in the air: "You see, here and here must be able to contact the surrounding elements, if you don't want to show it, you must wrap it with materials with high conductive properties, and now in this era, you can only use pure gold, and the cost will be scary to death!"

". ”

Doug muttered a curse, staring at the stereoscopic image, feeling like his patience was running out, "This doesn't work, that doesn't work...... What the hell is going to be done!?"

"Don't worry, Doug. ”

Fifian clumsily learned Doug's movements, put his little hand on Doug's forehead and rubbed it gently, trying to calm his impatient heart: "This kind of thing will definitely not be done so easily, let's take our time, anyway, there is a lot of time!

The delicate little hands were touching the right place at all, but the tenderness in them made Doug really reduce his impatience a lot, and after taking a deep breath, he held the small hands in his hands, stroked them slowly, and quickly calmed down again.

However, his mentality has not changed. Seeing that the chaotic times of the gods are just around the corner, 'waiting slowly' is already a meaningless option, if this opportunity is lost, whether there is a 'future' is not certain!

Do you want to gamble again?

Doug narrowed his eyes. The natural caution made him have the last trace of hesitation in his heart, but it was also gradually disappearing, and soon, his divine eyes became resolute, and he gritted his teeth fiercely and whispered: "Bet-"

As soon as the sentence 'gamble!' began, a flash of inspiration flashed in Doug's heart, the word 'gamble' seemed to stir up some fragment of memory, and after contemplating it for a few seconds, his gaze suddenly fell to the three-dimensional image suspended in the air.

"Fifian ......"

He stared at the image, his eyes gradually brightened, and the hand holding the little girl unconsciously forced, "Where is the set of things we got from the apprentice of the Tower of Overlook that can bet and gamble from a distance?"

"In Linax's lab!"

The discomfort in his hand made Fifian furrow furrow, but he still obediently let Doug hold it.

"Can you make that thing, uh, effective distance, a little bit bigger?"

Doug was hopeful.

"Linax has done it!" Fifian's answer was now very beautiful in Doug's ears, "That guy has completely rebuilt that thing, and now the effective contact distance is almost across the continent!"

"Across the continent?...... Very good. ”

Doug let go of his hand, took the little girl in his arms, and raised a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Then let's build a casino with a business scope covering the entire continent!"

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Thank you...... I was really moved by the message!It's true that the mood is a little unsuitable for writing, but after two days of writing, I feel much better~

In addition, I am suddenly interested in knowing, what age is Doug in everyone's mind? (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )