Thousands of people suspect that they have become a spiritual queen

The silver-haired god with golden eyes and stars above all living beings, may you come to this world and take care of your loyal believers.

Su Jiao was in chaos, walking in a snow-white illusion, where snow-white clouds were steaming, filled with a sense of sacredness, he was unconscious, walking forward in a daze, the further he walked, the snow-white color gradually became darker , with extra colors, red, blue, green, the world is gradually colorful.

His whole person is chaotic, hazy, uncivilized.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a sad sigh, and someone called something in a low voice...

【Embracing the Star God...】

At that moment, Su Jiao's feet suddenly became empty, as if he fell from the clouds. He suddenly woke up from the chaos, instinctively saved himself, and his divine power flowed.

He saw the huge, broken, somewhat familiar city below.

Su Jiao: "This is..."

System: "It's a natural disaster world, that meteorite natural disaster world."

Perhaps it was affected by the meteorite, the city looked very dilapidated.

The system said that when the meteorite landed, he protected the victims, but some small meteorites also fell, which caused the city to be affected and needed to be rebuilt.

Su Jiao looked at the dilapidated city and wondered if it had been affected a bit.

"Am I dreaming?" Su Jiao looked at her hands, "Or did I really come to the world of natural disasters..." But before going to the world of natural disasters, he took the initiative to go to the system, and the system took him there... And haven't all the disasters here have been resolved?

"You are dreaming, but you are not dreaming." The system said, "Look over there."

Seemingly feeling something, Su Jiao looked over. On the mountain outside the city, he saw a snow-white building with a circular glass roof that outlined stars. Perhaps it was a special culture in this world. This building was built against the mountain, which looked very special.

The special thing is that when Su Jiao saw it, he felt an abnormal heartbeat.

A magical, invisible and intangible thing connected him with that building.It's like an untouchable fate, and it seems to be a part of the soul.

The bit of divinity he acquired in the real world seemed to come alive at this moment.

Su Jiao murmured: "That... what?"

"It was built by the people here to perform sacrifices to you." The system said: "Because there will be many natural disaster worlds, the cultures of each world are different, and the methods used for sacrifices are also different, but In my case, I will collectively call such places "temples". "

"Your Highness came here, presumably because someone prayed to you in the temple." System: "You are inspired, so you come here with a dream."

Su Jiao approached the huge, snow-white building, and he saw bright white roses planted all over the garden, and in the middle of the garden, there was a statue of a god.

The statue has only one back view, with hair like the Milky Way, round pearl tassels hanging from the earlobes, wrapped in a white dress, dotted with gold threads stretching from the sleeves, and burning stars floating in the pale palms.

The back looks straight, decisive and firm.

Su Jiao saw a middle-aged man standing next to the statue. He was wearing a snow-white sacrificial gown, with a gold belt embroidered with stars patterns around his waist. Behind him were many people in different clothes, some looked like workers, some They were children, and there seemed to be some other occupations, but Su Jiao couldn't tell them apart, but their clothes were shabby and their faces were yellow and thin.

They knelt behind the middle-aged man.

And in front of the statue was a table covered with snow-white brocade, on which were placed fruits, some meat, vegetables, gold and yellow gemstones, silver roses and flowers in a strange way. Su Jiao also smelled a strange smell. Knowing what spices smell like is comforting and he loves it.

The man suddenly spoke, which startled Su Jiao.

But I heard him say seriously and piously: "My lord is named "Holding the Star". He came to the world in snow clothes, blocked the stars, and brought us blessings. May we weave his divine clothes with star white roses and symbolize Him with gold and gemstones." The soul of my lord descends in the middle of the night and departs in an instant, wishing to please his will with the ephemeral water, to symbolize his coming. "

"The silver-haired god with golden eyes and stars above all living beings, may you come to this world and take care of your loyal believer Venier. I would like to swear on my life that everyone present is your devout believer. They are friendly, Purity, with you as the beacon and faith, may you bestow blessings and wash away their disasters from the stars and the night..."

Everyone knelt down one by one and repeated the priest's words.

"The silver-haired god with golden pupils..."

……

Following their words, Su Jiao felt a strange resonance, as if every word they said was a kind of power, converging on him, and his divine power surged along with these pious words, for an instant , he seemed to be able to see the entangled fate of these people, and the future they would experience - Su Jiao saw hunger, poverty, pain, brokenness, and struggle.

And in the same way, he seems to be able to change their fate like a pawn.

He quickly understood why he was able to do this.

Because he is now automatically maintained in the sss supreme god form.

He has been blessed by this world and has devout followers who believe in him. In this natural disaster world, he can be in the form of sss god as soon as he descends.

This "sacrifice" lasted for a long time, from daytime to dusk, the priest named Venier presided over the whole process, with a decent appearance.

Su Jiao asked suspiciously, "Who taught them to do this?"

System: "There is no need to teach this kind of thing. Some people in the world of natural disasters have such a custom of offering sacrifices, and they just copy it to you."

"The difference is that they may not respond when they sacrifice to other gods, but if they sacrifice to you, you will get a response."

Su Jiao: "They actually built it specially..."

Su Jiao looked at the towering snow-white building, "Church?"

The system seriously corrected: "You can call it a temple."

Su Banana: "."

The system also explained very thoughtfully: "Of course, if they don't build a temple and do such a serious sacrifice, you won't come in a dream."

Su Jiao: "Why?"

The system voice was calm: "I don't allow it."

Su Banana: "..."

System: "It would be out of character to call your honorable name casually and give a response. You must always remember that you are a noble god, not a customer service that responds to every call."

It makes sense and cannot be refuted.

The system said in a critical tone: "This temple is fairly serious, and the believers are quite pious... Plus this is your first temple, so it's still necessary for you to take a look."

His tone became brisk again: "Congratulations, Your Highness, you have your first temple."

Su Jiao found that there was an extra "temple" under her attribute introduction, and a row of grids was unfolded. The first grid in the first row was shining strangely, and there was a phantom of a temple inside.

Su Jiao guessed that it probably means that if you own a temple, you will light up a grid.

Su Jiao: "So, they don't need to build a temple, they can still pray to me... and I will answer? As long as there is no you?"

system:"."

System: "Does Your Highness not like temples?"

Su Jiao was silent for a moment, he flew up, pointed to the city not far away and said, "Look there."

It was a city that almost suffered natural disasters, but was also affected by meteorites and became dilapidated.

The temple was built extravagantly and gorgeously, full of believer-style piety, but the city was still gray, broken and messy, carrying the unstoppable misery after the disaster.

"I just think." Su Jiao said: "If the temple is not necessary for me, then building their shelter is more important than expressing gratitude to me."

Su Jiao: "It is necessary to express gratitude to the gods, but it is not necessary."

"I have no way of accepting the offerings they offered on an empty stomach."

The system was silent for a while, and said: "I understand your thoughts and worries, but... the temple is indeed an indispensable thing for you."

Su Banana: "?"

"There is no way to do this. In fact, sometimes the ceremony is not proper, and the voices of believers may be disturbed by some terrible existences. These disturbances will make you hear voices that you shouldn't hear."

"These voices may come from the devout prayers of believers, but they are not protected by temples, they are distorted by some evil existence, and conveyed to you... If you are lured out of compassion and given power, it may lead to terrible Things happen—including but not limited to your power being stolen, or the disciple on the other end simply dying."

"You are not very powerful now, which is dangerous to you to a certain extent."

The system explained in detail: "But the existence of the temple can avoid these dangers."

It turned out to be the case.

Su Jiao was stunned.

The system continued: "Also, you can use the temple to collect the belief points of your believers and convert them into the upper limit of divine power."

The system said: "If your believers do good deeds, they will also become merit points and give them back to you."

Before Su Jiao could be happy, she heard the system say again: "Of course, if your believers do bad things, the total merit points of the temple will be deducted... Even if you do too many bad things and your reputation is too bad, you will also be rewarded." Deducting your merit points, if it is too serious, maybe you will be downgraded."

Su Jiao: "This temple sounds troublesome..."

"What's the trouble with that."

"To put it simply, it's the fans' behavior rising and cooking." The system said very understandingly: "Understood?"

Su Jiao: "Ah, are you still chasing stars?"

"I don't follow stars, I only follow Your Highness." The system said: "Also, the temple's merit and belief points can be collected once a month."

"Your Highness, the level is too low now, you can only do this." The system said: "When you reach level C, you can use the temple to listen to the voices of believers. You can use God's Descend, as long as there are more temples in any world, you can go to any world to play."

Su Jiao was not interested in these, he stared at the dilapidated city not far away.

The system paused, "You can buy some special products for the believers in the temple store to help them rebuild their homes."

Su Jiao: "Wait, can I influence this world?"

He still remembered that before the natural disasters happened, the gods could not influence the rules of the world too much, otherwise it would cause the world to collapse.

"If you don't have a temple, you can't do it." The system said: "But if you have a temple, you are the orthodox god of this world! You can exert influence!"

"And if you help your followers build a deserted home, you can also get a lot of merit points."

As soon as Su Jiao heard this, she immediately became interested: "How can I buy this?"

"You can buy it in the temple store..." the system said: "But your highness, you only have a temple now, and the store is not open."

Su Jiao: "." Then what did you say?

Su Jiao became depressed immediately, "How many temples will I need to open?"

System: "At least ten rooms."

Su Banana: "..."

The system couldn't see Su Jiao's emo, so he lowered his voice and whispered, "Then let me open it for His Highness quietly, and you can buy one quietly, so as not to be discovered."

Su Jiao lowered her voice and asked quietly, "Don't let anyone find out."

The system said quietly: "Be quiet, don't let me find out."

Su Banana: "..."

System: "Your Highness, I violated the rules by driving for three seconds, hurry up."

As soon as the temple store opened, Su Jiao glanced over, and there were many strange props.

What are "rainfall and dust", "weather vane", "thundering duck", "one-key restoration of power supply", "urban repair box"...

Su Jiao's eyesight was quick and she quickly entered a city repair box.

What I got was a toy box with a blank map on it.

Su Jiao: "How do I use this..."

System: "See the row of grids under the temple?"

"This row of grids represents the number of temples you have in this disaster world. If there are several temples, several grids in this row will light up. When you have temples in the second world of natural disasters, the second Arranging grids—”

Su Jiao: "Um..."

System: "You put the map in that shiny grid, and then imagine the city you want to restore."

Su Jiao closed her eyes and imagined what the city looked like now.

He felt the warm divine power in his body flowing into the row of grids through invisible connections.

Soon, divine power overflowed, he opened his eyes, and saw the city box floating in the grid, and the blank map took shape—it was the dilapidated city he had imagined.

It floats in that lattice, spinning and shimmering.

Su Jiao: "What should I do next..."

System: "Take it out and fight."

Su Jiao took it out of the grid, opened the box, and found that there were three-dimensional city blocks piled together inside, a bit like Lego toys.

But this LEGO piece is not only broken, but if it falls into Su Jiao's hands, it will automatically absorb Su Jiao's divine power, and then the broken place will be renewed and become a complete piece, so Su Jiao can put it together.

So Su Jiao groaned, followed the map in her dream, and worked together to build a toy city all night.

Su Jiao didn't expect that it would take a lot of energy to put together toys. One cube would cost him at least [-] energy points. Even though his upper limit of energy points was very high, he lost half of it.

The more he worked, the more familiar it became. He looked at the Lego toys, then at the map, and suddenly remembered that this was what the city looked like before it was destroyed.

After he finished spelling, he put the assembled toy in the temple grid according to the system's instructions.

The toys disappeared.

Su Jiao felt as if she was about to leave this world.

He thought for a while, closed his eyes, his divine power moved slightly, rippled, and condensed in the pupils of his eyes again.

Then, he opened his eyes.

It was deep, a black and white chessboard emerged from the center of the pupils like flowing gold.

He heard layer upon layer of prayers, and saw a world in which black and white intertwine like chess, and in this world, there were countless interlaced and colorful silk threads.

These silk threads are separated by black and white grids one by one, and some of them are gray and dark, and some of the silk threads will be completely broken at the third or fourth black grid.

He read pain, hunger, despair in those threads.

This is what he can see. The grid represents "time", and the silk thread on the grid belongs to the "destiny" of believers in the near future. Black and white represent what they will experience, and black represents disaster. White represents luck, and they invisibly affect the lightness and darkness of the colorful silk thread colors.

If there are too many black grids, it means that the fate is too difficult, and the silk thread will gradually turn into a fragile, easy-to-break hopeless gray. If there are too many white grids, it means that the sailing is too smooth, and the silk thread will become too bright and dull. A bright color that cannot withstand any blow.

This is the skill possessed by God sss, "Black and White Fate".

Su Jiao raised her hand to mess up the grid, turning the black grid that had been affecting the gray silk thread into snow white——

Just such a simple action.

Su Jiao felt that the rest of her divine power had been wiped out.

With the last bit of divine power, he answered the prayer of the priest Venier.

[All disasters will end after dawn. 】

……

Fowles is an ordinary psychiatrist at W City Hospital. A few days ago, they experienced a shocking meteorite disaster here.

Fowles still remembers the terrible fear and despair brought to him when the overwhelming meteorite fell.

If it weren't for...the god named "Holding the Star", maybe everything would be even worse.

Even if everything is over now, he can't forget it.

People who have experienced disasters, even if they are not injured, their scars will be quietly engraved in places that others cannot see.

This natural disaster has attracted global attention. Although the city and most of the people survived, the connection with the outside world was also cut off. The network was destroyed. Many food and fishing boats were also blown up. Food supply is very difficult. Data show that 10,000+ people in city w fell into famine.

But because City W is on a large island, it will take a while for the supplies to arrive.

But after the natural disaster passed, Fowles still had to go to work because of the need to speed up urban reconstruction.

Every time Falls goes to work, it is very troublesome. The subway is not repaired, and the road condition is terrible. It is as muddy as a construction site. More and more people have no food and are starving.

And recently, Foles has also started having nightmares.

He dreamed that his wife was in a car accident, because the hospital was not repaired, they couldn't get a hospital bed, and they couldn't wait for foreign aid, the manpower of doctors was limited, and the city was like a closed island... He had to spend all the money at home. Without proper help, his wife died in depression, and he was overly sad, made mistakes at work, and lost his temper with the patient, causing a depressed patient to cut his wrist and commit suicide. As a result, he lost his job, was poor, and died wandering on the street.

This nightmare is so real and terrifying that every day when he wakes up, he hugs his wife deeply for a long time. They have no children, and they are each other's most important people.

Trapped in this nightmare, Fowles is always absent-minded when working.

"The patients said that the Church of the Stars was built outside the city, should we go to pray after get off work?"

The colleague's words interrupted Fowles' thoughts.

Fowles responded.

The colleague couldn't help sighing, "Hey, although the meteorite disaster is over, we really can't watch it here."

Meteorite fragments also have the terrifying power of passing through walls. The glass of the hospital office building is broken, and the residential area is also in a mess. The meteorite natural disaster that destroys the world, even with the gods as a shield, causes various problems that are enough for people to wait for.

Many people have serious psychological barriers, and there is an endless stream of people who come to Fowles to relieve their psychological problems, but they are all petty bourgeois. In fact, Fowles can see beggars on the roadside every day Poor man, some of them were once respectable people, some industrialists running the port trade...but the aftermath of the meteorite destroyed everything and filled the streets with vagabonds.

The gods saved their lives, but they couldn't save the island's declining economy, and if food was in short supply for a long time, some terrible things would inevitably happen...

After a busy day, Fowles went to climb the temple with his colleagues after get off work.

Although it had been expected, Fowles did not expect that this road would be so difficult, full of potholes, cars could not be driven, and bicycles had to be moved around.

Colleague: "It's been half a month since the natural disaster, why the government didn't even repair the roads."

Fowles thought, food is already a serious problem, and road construction...is too extravagant.

Things were always going wrong for him, and the desperation and restlessness that haunted the city affected him and kept him from sleeping.

He saw the majestic Church of the Stars, and the air was filled with the gentle breath of epiphyllum. When he walked in, he saw the back of the sculpture of gods surrounded by white roses.

For some reason, Fowles felt his restless heart suddenly calm down.

Father Vinier received him gently, and he asked softly, "Are you a believer who serves my Lord?"

"Yes," said Fowles in a low voice.

Venier: "My lord has a prophecy—all disasters will end in the morning light, and people will get rid of poverty, hunger, and embarrassment. If you believe in my lord, you will gain a new life."

……

Fowles doesn't really believe it—it is true that the gods have the power to change the world and resist natural disasters, but this does not mean that he can solve urban problems and economic problems, or his nightmares at night.

Of course, he is still a devout believer in the Lord.

After a busy day, Fowles dragged his exhausted body, hugged his wife who looked a bit unhappy, and fell asleep.

In his dream, he saw a young man with a vague face.

He could vaguely see his winding silver hair and the pearl tassels swaying on his earlobes.

His slender fingers fiddled with the dilapidated cubes one after another. Those cubes that looked like fragments of the city were refurbished by a magical power in the boy's hands, and the boy would put them together.

Gradually, he saw the shape of a city, and that city became more and more familiar to Fowles.

The dilapidated city seems to have been injected with new vitality.

……

This seems to be just a dream.

After Fowles woke up, he stared blankly at the ceiling for a while. He didn't understand why he dreamed about that god.

Is this the so-called thinking by day and dreaming at night?

He opened the window to let in the wind, but Fowles was shocked at the first glance.

The streets are lined with trees, dilapidated buildings look brand new, and trams roar past, as if time has gone back, and everything has returned to before the disaster happened...

And people in the streets and alleys are talking about the same dream as Fowles...

Even things like #抱星神五城# are on the hot search... Hot search, wait, the network signal is available? !

Fowles was surprised to open the network that had been damaged for more than half a month.

"I saw... I dreamed that Baoxingshen repaired our city with divine power!"

"Woooooooooo so beautiful and gentle!!"

"Wow is it silver hair, I dreamed about that too! Oh my gosh..."

[Good news, good news!Ships and signals are fixed!The supplies from the mainland—the supplies from the mainland have arrived! ! 】

"Is it really a magical city? I still prefer the government's overnight construction..."

"I also think it was the government's overnight construction. I didn't have any strange dreams."

"No... It's not overnight construction. I'm an engineer. I was on the construction site yesterday... I was dazzled by the scrapped house, as if it had been repaired..."

"Ah, yes, yes, what was said upstairs is correct, so the earrings holding the star god are also very beautiful. Pearl tassels, so beautiful and temperamental..."

"So when will our city be able to pass through the boat?"

Obviously, some people dreamed about it, some people didn't, and someone soon summed it up.

"Everyone who has been to the temple has dreamed of it!!"

"I seem to have been to the Church of the Stars before..."

The government did not speak out about this matter, hot searches were also suppressed, and the city gradually returned to calm.

While Fowles was in a daze, his wife said hesitantly, "My dear..."

Fowles turned his head: "What's wrong?"

His wife was full of fear: "When I went to buy bread yesterday evening, I was almost hit by a Lyft...Oh my God, it was so thrilling..."

Fowles' lips turned pale, and he was unable to speak for a long time. He raised his eyes and saw the morning sun falling from the window.

——God said that all disasters will end in the morning light.

The wife's voice sounded again: "Honey, my God, why are you crying..."

But not long after, Fowles went to the central square and saw a statue of a god under construction.

The young man was sitting on the ground, looking down and thinking. In his hand was a piece of a jigsaw puzzle, and on the ground was the half-completed City W.

His silver hair is winding, and pearl tassels are hanging from his earlobes. In order to conform to the title of God of Holding Stars, people generously used gold and precious stones to carve out sparkling stars around the body of the sculpture, adding a bit of divinity.

Countless snow-white roses bloomed, and the scent of epiphyllum floated in the air. Many people stopped and watched.

City W is only the center of the meteorite attack, but if a meteorite of that magnitude falls, the world will not be spared.

The legends about the star-holding god circulate endlessly, and there are also an endless stream of people worshiping at the Church of the Star.It spread more and more widely, and after that, churches about this star-holding god were built one by one in other countries, and City W was also blessed by the gods, far away from hunger and despair, and gradually developed into a world trade center.

No one can imagine that it was once a city visited by meteorites, and 10,000+ people almost starved to death.

After Su Jiao woke up, she felt that she didn't have much strength in her body, and her brain was also a little dull, probably because repairing the city took too much energy.

He got up, but felt that the clothes on his body were very soft silk, softer than the clothes he wore before, like running water on the skin, silky and smooth.

The room was dark, no lights were turned on.

He got up, staggered down, and turned on the light.

That moment.It was as if the whole world lit up.

The house is surrounded by beautiful transparent glass, and inside is the endless snow of the glacier.

He stepped back subconsciously, bumping into the glass mirror behind him designed to look like an iceberg.

The iceberg mirror designed by the expensive designer himself was shaken and skewed by him. The diffuse reflection in the snow light allowed Su Jiao to see herself in the mirror clearly.

The young man in the mirror had pale lips, black hair and white robe, eyes like amber, and a beautiful pearl tassel hanging from his left ear.

Looking at the wind and snow blowing behind him, he gave birth to icy muscles and bones, like a fairy drinking ice and snow.

At first glance, you can't see half of the fireworks in the world.

For a moment, Su Jiao couldn't tell whether she was in reality or in the world of natural disasters.

But these were not what Su Jiao cared about the most. He stared at himself in the mirror, and then suddenly touched the pearl tassel on his earlobe.

There is the floating world pearl that Su Jiao once saw in Yan Wujiu's most precious collection, which was made into tassel earrings.

Su Jiao's wrist was suddenly grabbed.

It was a hand with well-defined joints and skin that was once darker than Su Jiao's, but wide enough to show enough strength.

Su Jiao's hand was wrapped by him bit by bit, like the water in the abyss that drowned a god.

The boy's slender waist was embraced, and a man's breath enveloped him.

"woke up?"

His voice was hoarse: "Do you like it?"

The boy with slender bones in the mirror was trapped in the arms of the man.

The lofty god seemed to be torn off the clouds by his madmen and became a weak prison.

The author says:

Ah, Xiuwen has been haggard until now.

After sleeping for a while, I have to get up to grab food, laughing to death.

今天没更新了哦，再更新就是明天晚上十一点啦。感谢在2022-04-0701：39：24-2022-04-0803：53：12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

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