If we compare the force concentration of different worlds with that of the earth.

That is exactly the difference between the air concentration on the ground and that in near space.

After more than a dozen horizontal exercises of the thirty-six moves, Chen Shouyi felt hot all over, filled with steam, his muscles became slightly stronger, and his skin became more tight and tough. A tiny cyclone like mist in the Dantian seemed to grow a little.

……

Hunted a small beast.

After peeling, cleaning and barbecue a series of procedures.

Simply finish lunch.

Taking advantage of the rest time after dinner, Chen Shouyi was also idle. Chen Shouyi entered the fog space again, ready to see his poor believers in the state of wild stocking.

Just as soon as he entered the space, Chen Shouyi's face became a little surprised.

The fog space became brighter, and the number of stars in the overhead sky also changed from fourorfive to dozens. This is still the number of believers in a normal state. If it was in sacrifice, both the number and brightness would be doubled.

Chen Shouyi counted it once.

"38, how can it increase so much?" Chen Shouyi had a little doubt in his heart.

These stars that can appear here in a normal state undoubtedly represent real believers, which can not be compared with those shallow believers or pseudo believers who can be temporarily promoted by the fanatical atmosphere of sacrifice.

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

"Is it so easy to spread faith?"

……

On a barbarian island.

A violent storm from the sea has just ended for a few days.

The forest of the whole island seems to have been destroyed several times by strong men. The little girl is full of messy trees.

The barbarian tribe under the huge tree in the middle of the island was jubilant at this time, and the atmosphere of panic caused by food shortage had dissipated.

The barbarians were excited to surround a hill completely made of fish, cut the fish belly with stone knives, and put black salt on it before it rotted and smelled (as a tribe living on this island, salt is naturally indispensable)

Several three or four year old barbarian children with short spears ran around excitedly, playing hunting games.

The air was full of joy.

This terrible storm, which just ended two days ago, not only did not cause casualties and disasters to the tribe, but also brought a mountain of sea fish. The number of them was enough to let them spend this harsh winter comfortably.

All this, when barbarians think about it, is undoubtedly brought about by the great God of disaster.

The God of disaster, seeing that they endured hunger, mercifully gave the tribe food.

"Now the statue of God is only two people tall, which is no longer worthy of the mercy and greatness of the God of disaster. We should build a larger statue for him!" The new patriarch, a strong young barbarian, suddenly said.

"But we can't find a bigger stone!" A barbarian said.

The patriarch was stunned when he heard the speech, as if there was no such thing.

Most of the island is covered with forests. This boulder was not easy to find by the sea. It took a lot of effort and was pushed by rolling logs.

"I have a way!" The new wizard saw the opportunity and said, pointing to the huge tree next to him: "we cut this tree and carve it into a statue with big stumps. Now we don't have to worry about food. There is a cold winter that can be used to carve gods."

The tree that the wizard refers to is the tree god.

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere immediately became quiet, and everyone looked at each other with hesitation.

Although few barbarians believe in the tree god, the former majesty of the tree god is still deep in the hearts of the people.

What's more, the tree God has protected countless generations of tribes before.

All barbarians grew up under the tree God from birth.

If you cut it like this, you always feel a little bad.

Seeing everyone's hesitation, the wizard immediately encouraged him: "this tree is the enemy of the great God of disaster. If it is kept all the time, he will be angry, and as long as we cut down this tree, he will be happy.".

The great God of disaster has not responded to our sacrifice, I think it is because we are not pious enough. "

He paused and accentuated:

"Think of these fish!"

"Chop!" Xu was completely awakened by the last sentence, and the barbarian patriarch hurriedly said with a firm face: "cut it off, and the great and kind God of disaster will bless us."

"Chop!"

"Chop!"

"Chop!"

……

All the barbarians shouted together, and the atmosphere was fanatical.

A gust of wind blew, and the leaves rustled overhead.

……

Time gradually enters July.

The climate is getting hotter and hotter.

Early in the morning, cicadas of willows on both sides of the road gave out irritable cries.

In front of the newsstand, Chen Shouyi bought a newspaper.

read ten lines at one glance.

"For such a long time, ningzhou city has finally recovered."

According to the description in the newspaper, ningzhou is still under blockade.

Also, there are a lot of cults in the city. If we don't carry out anti cult investigation and screening and allow it to spread everywhere, the whole Jiangnan province will probably be in chaos.

"It's just the information of Dongning city..."

Chen Shouyi looked through the newspaper and didn't see the slightest mention.

"Chen Shouyi!"

He recovered, turned around and found that it was song Yingjie, who had not seen for a long time. She turned a lot darker, and her body was full of the smell of silk soldiers. She was dressed in a neutral dress, wearing a feeling of silver rustling.

"Is the military training back?" Chen Shouyi asked.

"I came back early. I really envy you. If I can't go to the military training, I won't go. Did minister Lei embarrass you?" Song Yingjie asked with concern, looking at Chen Shouyi with brazen eyes.

I haven't seen you for more than two months, and I seem to be more handsome.

Chen Shouyi chuckled at the speech. Since Lei Ruiyang overcame him once, he hasn't made any small moves since then. Maybe he retreated in the face of difficulties.

For those folk warriors whose parents don't love them, strength is not only their status, but also the way to settle down.

Without explanation, he asked, "what are you busy with recently?"

"Don't you know?

Recently, many of our martial artists have gone to the countryside. Last time I saw general Gu Qin also go there. Didn't they tell you to go? " Song Yingjie said in surprise.

"Going to the countryside, what do you mean?" Chen Shouyi wondered.

Recently, he went to the other world to practice every day and came back in the evening, which seemed to be out of touch with society.

But for ordinary tasks, he will not be asked to be a martial artist.

"Recently, alien species have invaded very badly! Our warriors have been stationed in the following towns to guard security. I just came back in rotation these days!" Song Yingjie said.

Chen Shouyi's heart sank when he heard this. He couldn't help thinking of the alien creatures found on the hill near the safety zone last time. He thought it was a coincidence. It seems that this is not an example.

"Are there many such things?"

"It's not much. It's generally not dangerous for martial artists like me. It's just trouble. The town I'm in charge of killed three in a week." Song Ying's cleansing color flashed across a heavy path.

She met alien creatures, mostly small and medium-sized creatures, which was really not dangerous to martial artists like her, but posed a serious threat to ordinary people. In the week she was on duty, five people in the town she was responsible for were bitten to death by alien creatures.

Ps: conceive the next plot, today's chapter.