Farming Tree Spirit

Hearing the messy voices in the Moon Well, Rhodes finally understood why many people prayed to the gods but got no response.

This is just like a vegetable market, with countless believers' voices mixed together. It's strange that the gods can hear it!

Or.

Those who can be heard and responded by the gods are either deeply faithful or extremely lucky!

"Why are there so many more voices suddenly? Is it because the Moon God statue has been repaired, and the voices of ordinary believers can also be heard?" Rhodes muttered strangely.

He remembered that before, there were only the voices of believers with deep faith in the Moon Well, but now there are more than doubled, and many voices that have never been heard before have appeared.

For example, the one who wants to make his penis bigger, this is not pious enough, right?

And the one who kills, kills, kills, Rhodes even suspects that the other party is not worshipping the Moon God, but he just happened to hear it.

Isn't there a plot in novels and movies?

The protagonist encounters the extermination of his family and is bullied by the villain. He is full of resentment and his eyes are red. He shouts to the sky that he needs strength.

Then some evil demons and gods will appear and say that as long as you offer your soul, you can gain supreme power.

After all, the mental strength of people in hatred is far beyond normal.

Even if there is no one to pray to, the spirit may penetrate the barrier and enter the spiritual plane. It is not surprising that it is heard by the gods.

Moreover, offering souls to gain power does seem to be something that those undecent gods would do.

"Forget it, I'd better find something serious..."

Rhodes, an honest and decent acting god, can't do things that deceive people's souls, so he should find some serious believers who won't cause trouble.

For example, the believer who made strange sounds in front of the statue and didn't know what he was doing.

Thinking of this.

Rhodes calmed down and tried to sense the source of the mental power.

However, what he didn't expect was that at this moment, a light suddenly flashed, and his mental consciousness actually crossed the plane barrier and appeared on a newly built statue of the moon god.

"Is this...consciousness projection?"

Feeling the familiar perspective and touch, Rhodes was overjoyed. He could actually project his consciousness to the world where the believers were through the Moon God statue!

Good news.

This is absolutely great news for him!

Because in this way, he can know the situation of the believers more clearly and what they need, and no longer make mistakes of sending the wrong things.

Sure enough, after the Moon God statue was repaired, even the spiritual connection was strengthened. It was worth his hard work in collecting the demigod marks during this period.

But unfortunately, now he can only attach his consciousness to the carrier of faith, that is, the statue, and can't move within a certain range like the elves.

"It seems that if you want to project your consciousness anytime and anywhere, you must let the moon rise again and become the carrier of faith for all believers."

Whispering, Rhodes looked down and found himself in a dim hall.

And under the statue, two naked figures were entangled together, working hard for the great race reproduction.

Damn!

Doing such a thing next to the statue is simply insulting and morally corrupt!

Rhodes cursed the two believers in his heart for their misconduct, staring at them closely, looking for favorable evidence of their blasphemy.

Three minutes later.

His consciousness retreated back to his body, with disdain on his lips.

"Tsk, this generation of believers is really too lame."

After watching a pornographic drama, Rhodes had a new understanding of consciousness projection, and suddenly he couldn't look at this thing directly.

Could there really be gods using this ability to watch movies?

He found out.

As he got to know the gods' abilities more deeply, the great images of those gods in his mind were constantly collapsing.

"Forget it, let's get down to business."

After studying the new changes, Rhodes calmed down again and began to filter out those messy spiritual information.

Then he found a trick.

Before, the spiritual information of those fanatics with strong beliefs would be stronger, very bright in a large area of ​​light spots, and could be seen at a glance.

The spiritual energy of those pan-believers with weak beliefs was very dim, and they couldn't even be seen without careful observation.

"No wonder the gods respond to those who are devout believers. That's what's going on."

That's right.

With such a large area of ​​dense spiritual light spots for you to choose from, you will definitely give priority to the bigger and brighter ones. Wouldn't the chance of winning be greatly increased?

Not to mention the gods.

Even the dumbest people know that the brightest one has the strongest faith, and even if they bestow gifts, they will give priority to those believers.

"Huh? I don't think I've seen this before."

Suddenly, Rhodes noticed a group of spiritual light spots in the corner that were stronger than ordinary believers, slowly approaching.

Then he heard a chattering and somewhat sharp voice.

"Great Lord Moon God, loving Lord Moon God, please be kind and reward me with a few mushrooms. I swear in the name of the goblins that I will come to offer you every day..."

Gnome?

Rhodes raised his eyebrows.

Shouldn't goblins believe in the god of alchemy or the god of wealth? Why did they suddenly change their belief in the moon god?

This was his first time to come into contact with this race, and he immediately became interested. Through mental connection, he projected his consciousness directly over.

Swish!

The light flashed.

Came to a place that looked like an office.

The surroundings were very well decorated, and it looked like a place where nobles discussed things, and it looked like a high-end commercial place.

Rhodes lowered his head and saw a short and wretched goblin who was exactly the same as he imagined, kneeling on the ground and worshiping devoutly.

Good guy.

You, a man who doesn't seem to be short of money, came to worship the Moon God for a few mushrooms, and your faith is so strong. Isn't it a bit against the will of heaven?

Wait.

Goblins seem to be good at making money?

Then they should be good at acquiring things, right?

Rhodes suddenly thought that his purpose this time was to obtain a large number of gilded powder and other alchemical props, and what he lacked was this kind of believer with a lot of money and business acumen.

Okay, okay, it's you.

Rhodes raised the corner of his mouth, and a spiritual wave spread out and injected into the Moon God statue where he was.

The next second.

A green beam of light fell down with a bang, covering the statue and the goblin.

At the same time, a round moon slowly appeared above, making the whole room dark in an instant, leaving only the area covered by the beam of light illuminated by the moonlight, which looked like a dream.

WTF?

No.

I just released my spirit, but this special effect is a bit too much. Why are there more moonlight and night special effects than last time?

Rhode didn't know how to complain. He even suspected that the Moon God had added a special effect amplification array to his statue to show his power. Otherwise, how could he make such a big noise every time?

"It's working! The Moon God has worked!"

Inside the room.

The goblin was not frightened by this sudden change. Instead, he got up from the ground with excitement and knelt in front of the statue with a plop.

"Lord Moon God, are you finally willing to respond to me?"

"Your most humble believer, Vickers Gold Coin, begs you to give me the precious magic mushrooms and help me take back the position of the head of the Chamber of Commerce from that damn Charlotte!"

Wait a minute.

Is there something wrong with your name?

Hearing the goblin's words, Rhode was stunned, his expression became extremely strange, and he didn't know where to start complaining.

However, he heard several important information from the other party's words.

This goblin is a member of a certain chamber of commerce, competing with others for the position of chamber of commerce director, and lost?

That won't do.

As his appointed purchasing minister, how can he be so lame.

If he can't even compete with a small director, how can he help him purchase things in the future?

After thinking about it, he moved his mind and controlled the free magic elements in the air to gather into the big words "gilded powder" in the air, and he used the common characters he had just learned.

Vickers, who had just raised his head, widened his eyes and looked at the big words that seemed like a miracle with excitement and ecstasy.

"Gilded powder? Yes, yes, I have it here! I am willing to dedicate it all to the great Moon God!"

As he said this, he took out a crystal container almost half a meter high and filled with gilded powder from his space ring.

The terrifying amount of stock moved Rhodes. It was enough for him to build at least 3,000 magic cannons. Even if he asked the elves to help buy it, it would take some time.

Are the goblins' portable stocks so exaggerated?

In shock, he did not sit idle. With a thought, one flame mushroom, one charm mushroom, one black mushroom, and the defensive crystal ball he just made all appeared in the room.

Then he took away the large bottle of gilded powder and returned to his consciousness.

When the moonlight above his head dissipated and the room was bright again, Vickers got up from the ground and picked up the things with excitement.

"Mushrooms! They are really magical mushrooms! It's finally time for me, Vickers, to turn over!"

The sharp voice of the goblin echoed in the room, and his expression looked as proud as he could be.

Other races don't know that the goblin's faith is not in the heart, but in wealth.

Whoever makes them make a lot of money, they will believe in, no matter if you are the sun god or the devil.

Their obsession with wealth has reached the point beyond their hearts, even if they betray their companions, they will not betray the gold coins.

This is why the goblins are hated and despicable.

"Wait, I will take back everything that belongs to me!"

Vickers clenched the mushrooms in his hand, his eyes full of greed.

He knew the effects of these three kinds of mushrooms, and many nobles couldn't get them, so the commercial value contained in them is needless to say.

He also spent a lot of money to find out that this kind of mushroom came from the moon god, the god who was rumored to have fallen.

"A bunch of brainless fools, it seems they don't know that the Moon God is still alive. I, Vickers, will be the most loyal believer of the Moon God in the future!"

Putting away the mushrooms, Vickers planned to teach his old rival Charlotte a lesson and regain his position as the supervisor.

However, before he took two steps out, he found something else in the corner, a blue crystal ball with dense patterns drawn on it.

"Huh? What is this?"

Vickers curiously picked up the crystal ball that was almost as big as his head, and a chill swept through his body in an instant.

But when he saw the patterns drawn on it, his eyes suddenly widened.

"This, this, this... What is this?!"

The sound like a crow screaming echoed in the room, Vickers breathed rapidly, his eyes fixed on the crystal ball in his hand.

Ten!

There are actually ten magic circles drawn on this crystal ball!

How is this possible!

The thing in front of him has completely overturned his understanding of magic props.

Even the alchemy master in their chamber of commerce can only draw three magic circles on a magic prop at most.

Not to mention the market.

Magic props blessed by three magic circles are pitifully rare. Every time they appear, they will attract a large number of nobles and adventurers to fight for them. You can imagine how precious they are.

And the magic circles on the crystal ball in front of him have reached a terrifying ten!

"No, it seems that there are more than ten?"

Suddenly, Vickers was in doubt and stared at the crystal ball in his hand.

The next moment, he opened his mouth wide, as if he had seen something unbelievable.