If you compare the concentration of the original force in the other world with the concentration of the original force on Earth.

It's completely like the difference between the air concentration on the ground and that near space.

After performing the Horizontal Training Thirty-Six Style more than a dozen times, Chen Shouyi felt his whole body heating up, steam pervading, muscles subtly strengthening, skin becoming tighter and more resilient, and even the small cyclone in his dantian seemed to have grown a little.

...

He hunted a small beast.

After going through a series of procedures of skinning, cleaning, and roasting.

He simply finished his lunch.

Taking advantage of the rest time after lunch with nothing else to do, Chen Shouyi entered the Gray Mist Space again, intending to check on his poor believers left in a wild state.

As soon as he entered the space, Chen Shouyi's face showed some surprise.

The Gray Mist Space had become brighter, and the number of stars overhead in the starry sky had increased from four or five to dozens. This was the number of believers in the normal state. During sacrifices, both the number and brightness would increase several times.

Chen Shouyi counted once.

"Thirty-eight stars, how did it increase by so much?" Chen Shouyi felt a hint of doubt in his heart.

These stars that could appear in this normal state undoubtedly represented real believers, unlike those shallow or pseudo believers whose faith temporarily increased due to the fervent atmosphere during sacrifices.

"I don't seem to have done anything!"

"Is spreading faith this easy?"

...

On the small island of the Barbarians.

A violent storm from the sea had just ended a few days ago.

The entire island's forest seemed as if it had been ravaged by a strong man multiple times, leaving trees sprawled and disordered everywhere.

Under the giant tree at the center of the island, the Barbarian Tribe appeared jubilant. The atmosphere of panic and fear due to food shortage had completely dissipated without a trace.

The Barbarians excitedly surrounded a small hill entirely made of fish, skillfully using stone blades to gut the fish, rubbing them with black salt before they could rot and stink (as a tribe living on this small island, salt was naturally not deficient).

Several three to four-year-old Barbarian children ran around excitedly with short spears, playing hunting games.

The air was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

This terrifying storm that ended just two days ago not only did not cause casualties or disaster to the tribe but instead brought them a mountain of fish from the sea, enough for them to comfortably survive this harsh winter.

In the minds of the Barbarians, this was undoubtedly brought by the great God of Calamity.

The God of Calamity saw them endure hunger and graciously endowed the tribe with food.

"The current divine statue is only two people tall, it's not worthy of the God of Calamity's mercy and greatness. We should build a bigger divine statue!" said the newly appointed Clan Leader, a strong young Barbarian, suddenly enthusiastic.

"But we can't find bigger stones!" one Barbarian said.

The Clan Leader was stunned at this, it seemed true.

Most of the small island was covered with forest, and this boulder was found with great difficulty by the sea, brought here arduously using rolling logs.

"I have an idea!" the newly appointed Wizard seized the opportunity to speak, pointing to the giant tree beside them, "We can cut down this tree and carve the divine statue from the large tree stump. Now that we are not worried about food, we have a whole winter to carve the divine statue."

The tree the Wizard pointed at was the Tree God.

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere became quiet immediately; everyone looked at each other with hesitant expressions.

Although not many Barbarians believed in the Tree God anymore, its past majesty was still ingrained in their hearts.

Moreover, after all, the Tree God had protected countless generations of the tribe in the past.

All of the Barbarians had grown up under the Tree God from birth.

It felt inappropriate to just cut it down.

Seeing the hesitation on everyone's face, the Wizard urged again, "This tree is an enemy of the great God of Calamity. Keeping it would anger Him, but if we cut it down, He would be pleased.

The great God of Calamity hasn't responded to our sacrifices, I think it's because we haven't been devout enough."

He paused and then emphasized:

"Think of all these fish!"

"Cut it!" Perhaps thoroughly awakened by the last sentence, the Barbarian Clan Leader immediately said firmly: "Cut it down, the great and merciful God of Calamity will bless us."

"Cut it!"

"Cut it!"

"Cut it!"

...

All the Barbarians shouted together, the atmosphere feverish.

A breeze blew past, and the treetops rustled.

...

Time gradually moved into July.

The weather became increasingly hot.

Early in the morning, the cicadas in the willow trees along the road emitted annoying cries.

Chen Shouyi bought a newspaper at the kiosk.

He skimmed through it quickly.

"After so long, Ningzhou City has finally been completely retaken."

According to the newspaper, Ningzhou is still under military lockdown.

It makes sense; the number of cultists in the city is not small, and if there isn't an anti-cultist investigation and screening, allowing them to spread everywhere, the whole Jiangnan Province may fall into chaos.

"But the information on Dongning City..."

Chen Shouyi went through the newspaper but saw no mention of it.

"Chen Shouyi!"

He snapped back to reality, turned around, and saw it was Song Yingjie, whom he hadn't seen in a long time. She seemed to have gotten darker, had a bit of a military aura, and her unisex attire exuded a dashing feeling.

"Back from military training?" Chen Shouyi asked.

"Back for a while, I really envy you. You said no to military training, and that was it. Hasn't Minister Lei troubled you?" Song Yingjie asked concernedly, audaciously examining Chen Shouyi.

She felt that after more than two months apart, he seemed even more handsome.

Chen Shouyi chuckled softly at this. Since Lei Ruiyang's last dirty trick, he hadn't made any further moves, perhaps knowing it's best to retreat.

For martial artists like them, with no parental backing, strength was their status and way of making a living.

He didn't explain and asked, "What have you been busy with recently?"

"You don't know?

Recently, many of us martial artists have been 'moving to the countryside'. I even saw General Qin go last time. Didn't the higher-ups notify you?" Song Yingjie asked in surprise.

"Moving to the countryside, what does that mean?" Chen Shouyi asked, puzzled.

Lately, he's been training in the other world every day and returning at dusk, seemingly out of touch with society.

However, they wouldn't involve a martial artist like him in an ordinary task.

"Recently, there has been a serious invasion of otherworldly species! We martial artists have been stationed in various towns to ensure safety. I just rotated back a few days ago!" Song Yingjie said.

Chen Shouyi felt his heart sink when he heard this. He couldn't help recalling the otherworldly creature he had discovered on a small mountain near the Safe Zone last time, initially thinking it was a coincidence, but it seemed that was not an isolated case.

"Are there many of these creatures?"

"Not too many, generally not dangerous to martial artists like me, just troublesome. In the town I'm responsible for, I've killed three in a week," Song Yingjie said, her face showing a trace of heaviness.

When she encountered otherworldly creatures, they were mostly small to medium-sized and posed no threat to a martial artist like her, but they did cause severe danger to ordinary people. In the week she was on duty, five people have been bitten to death by otherworldly creatures in the town she was responsible for.

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