God Level Civilization

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But it was normal to think about it.
How could ordinary believers have the chance to witness miracles? If they have seen it, how could they be just shallow believers or true believers?

However, this was a pity for the stubble-bearded man.
If he surrendered, maybe he would have become a devout believer.
Actually, he didn’t care about being scolded, as the power of faith was the most important thing.

However, just because Wu Hui thought so, it did not mean that other believers would think the same.
How could a despicable blasphemer not receive divine punishment? How could the power of the gods not matter!

While Wu Hui was lost in thought, on the other side, Catherine had turned her gaze to her little friend, Landon.

“Landon, our Lord has come.
Why don’t you turn back from your waywardness?”
Turn back from your waywardness?
Uh… Wu Hui understood.

This kid was also a believer, but his faith had collapsed, turning him into an unbeliever.
Landon’s face was full of shame, and his face turned red.
He quickly knelt down on one knee and said, “I am a sinner, Landon.
I dare not ask for our Lord’s forgiveness.
I only hope to protect our Lord with this sword for the rest of my life, and never regret it until death.”

As his words fell, his faith channel was re-established and was very strong and sturdy, even stronger than three devout believers, just a little weaker than Catherine.
Wu Hui was pleased.
This was more like it.

It was really enjoyable to have another devout believer.

It was worth spending divine power to come down.
Unfortunately, he only had 0.2 points of divine power left, not enough to upgrade him from level 1 to level 2, and he had to keep it as a backup.
Who knew that he might become a fanatical believer in a fit of excitement?

But now, Wu Hui was already satisfied.
His voice rang in everyone’s minds, “From this day on, Catherine is the saint I have appointed, and you must follow her, serve her, protect her, travel the land, and spread the glory of the light.”

“We obey our Lord’s will.”

Everyone devoutly kneeled down, their hearts filled with fiery passion.
Seeing this, Wu Hui nodded secretly.
With these people, his believers would definitely grow in number.

The longer he stayed, the more divine power he consumed.
Seeing that the remaining divine power was still being consumed, Wu Hui immediately withdrew his consciousness from the silver cross.
In an instant, the light emitted from Catherine’s silver cross, which had shown a miracle, quickly dimmed and disappeared, leaving only a faint but pure and holy light.

Items that had shown miracles would naturally no longer be ordinary items.
From now on, that small pendant with some potential would become a sacred object.
As Wu Hui’s consciousness returned to the kingdom of the gods through Catherine’s faith channel, some information flooded into the Light Saint’s mind, all of which were recorded in the divine rank, including some miscellaneous divine arts and some teachings on how to handle things in the future….

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In the next moment, Wu Hui’s main consciousness returned to the divine realm.
Upon his return, he felt his soul tremble, and he felt a little dizzy for a moment.
After a while, he gradually recovered and couldn’t help but sigh.
His soul was too weak.
A truly powerful god could split their consciousness into many parts and deal with different events separately.
A truly powerful god could have hundreds of avatars and tens of millions of consciousnesses.

However, one must take things one step at a time.

Wu Hui finally established a decent starting point, escaped from desperation, and considered it all worthwhile.
After resting for a while and feeling his soul had returned to normal, Wu Hui squatted in the ruins of the divine realm and began to take stock of the gains from his arrival this time.
Although it cost him 0.8 points of divine power, the harvest was also evident.
Divine Spirit: 0
Saints: 0
Fanatic Followers: 1

Devout Followers: 4
True Believers: 0
Shallow Believers: 70

The number of shallow believers is still falling, but he gained four devout followers and one fanatic.
Just these five can provide 1.4 points of faith power every day, which is much better than before.
Furthermore, these five have very firm faith and the faith channel is unlikely to collapse unless they die.

If the current situation is maintained, he can convert 1 point of divine power in just over two years.
However, Wu Hui is not foolish, so how could he sit idle for two years?
The remaining 0.2 points of divine power are for preparing for the next plan.
He has already conveyed the plan to Katherina’s mind, and everything will depend on the temporary Light Saint to operate.
Wu Hui is now severely lacking in divine power and cannot frequently appear.
He can only wait patiently for results.
In his boredom, he continues to study the mysteries of the divine nature.
Only by thoroughly mastering it can he become a true Light God.
As he waits, time passes quickly like flowing water.

On the third day, the number of shallow believers decreased to 60 people.

However, in less than an hour, the number of shallow believers returned from 60 to 61.
Then, after another hour, it dropped back down to 60, but two hours later, it rose again to 61.

Throughout most of the day, the number of shallow believers was like a tug-of-war, fluctuating back and forth, causing Wu Hui’s heart to race.
But he knew that it was the work of the Bright Holy Maiden.

Now that the enemy was powerful and spread throughout the empire, if the Bright Holy Maiden dared to shout out that the Bright Lord was still alive and ask people to return to their faith, even if she had reached level 7 as a saintly nun, she would not survive for more than three days.

What Wu Hui had her do was to slowly win them over, gradually bringing back the shallow believers whose faith channels had collapsed.
It would be best to lead by example and develop some true believers.
First, gather a group of people, and then slowly plan the next step.
Katherine didn’t disappoint him either.
With her as the new Bright Holy Maiden secretly making moves, Wu Hui’s number of shallow believers finally stopped falling and began to rise again.
By the fourth day, it returned to 65, on the fifth day it rose to 78, and by the eighth day, the number of shallow believers had once again exceeded one hundred.
What excited Wu Hui the most was that during this process, two shallow believers had converted to true believers.
Although true believers were only worth ten shallow believers, far less than devout believers or fanatics, this kind of conversion was undoubtedly a good start.
For the next period of time, Wu Hui practically squatted on top of the stone pillar every day, staring at the number of believers and inferring from the data what the Bright Holy Maiden and others were doing, and whether their actions were going smoothly.
Every time he saw the number of believers drop by one or two, his heart would flutter with anxiety, fearing that the Bright Holy Maiden’s actions had been discovered and persecuted by the enemy.

Every time he saw the number of believers “whoosh” go up a few, he couldn’t help but be excited, praising Katherine and her team in his heart again and again, while also marveling at his own luck for stumbling upon such a reliable Bright Holy Maiden.