A different world game? A different world game!

Adventurers' Guild - Outpost

As the leader of this base, Batel looked at the young man in front of him, his thoughts drifting away, and he fell into a brief recollection.

He took a deep drag on his pipe, slowly exhaling smoke, and looked at the young man, asking, "Kid, so much time has passed, and you still can't forget that matter? Do you really want to become a Night's Watchman?"

"of course!"

Kurta answered firmly, his eyes filled with determination and longing, "I've been working hard for this, and now I'm a well-known hunter in town!"

As he spoke, he proudly patted the belt around his waist, a distinctive outfit of the town's hunters, signifying that he had indeed become a hunter.

You should know that not just anyone is qualified to be a hunter in this place.

"Hunter... By the way, have you received any information about oaths?" Batel suddenly asked.

"A vow?" Kurta looked puzzled, clearly unfamiliar with the topic.

It seemed that those nobles had no intention of spreading the relevant information at all, Batel thought to himself.

Kurta then said, "But it's good that you came. Recently, there have been quite a few dangerous areas both inside and outside the town."

"Oh?" This piqued Batel's interest.

Kurta nodded and continued, "For example, in the White Mountain forest south of the town, there have been sounds of ghosts howling in the past few months."

Two men who went up the mountain to chop wood died tragically; their deaths were extremely gruesome, and it was said that their souls were devoured.

I don't dare hunt in those woods anymore; I have to go to places much farther away, but it's such a hassle to go back and forth."

After listening, Bartel nodded silently. This must be the phenomenon that the Night's Watch had been discussing—the result of the dispersion of the evil god's power.

Ordinary evil forces would not normally cause such immediate harm, but now many avatars of evil gods have been destroyed, and even the Shadow God almost perished in this world. Although it escaped in the end, its body and power remained intact in the world. These are all pure evil forces.

The world absorbed energy, but it also had to bear the evil energy that came with it.

According to an evil curse, these negative forces have spread throughout the world, causing more bizarre and dangerous occurrences than usual.

This also provided an opportunity for the Adventurers' Guild to grow and expand. By dealing with these dangers, issuing reasonable commissions, arming civilians, and encouraging more ambitious young people to become adventurers.

In this way, they can be trained, the economy can be stimulated, and ordinary people can be empowered to protect themselves.

"Kurta, the standards for recruiting Night's Watchmen are quite high these days. With your current abilities, you're not qualified to become a Night's Watchman," Batel said bluntly, looking at Kurta.

Upon hearing the old man's words, Kurta's face darkened slightly, but he did not appear too dejected, as he was well aware of the gap between dreams and reality.

“However…” Batel changed the subject.

"Hmm!" Kurta turned his head sharply, a glimmer of hope igniting in his eyes. Could things have taken a turn for the better?

"Although you may not become a member of the Night's Watch, the Night's Watch leader, Karna, can use his power to enable more people to receive the Night's Watch's blessings even if they do not join the Night's Watch."

"If you're willing to swear an oath to fight for the world, are you willing to give it a try?" Batel looked at Kurta with expectation in his eyes.

"To receive the same blessings as the Night's Watch? Of course I would!" Kurta nodded vigorously, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

In his view, even if he couldn't become a true Night's Watchman, if he could obtain the same power, he would be considered half a Night's Watchman.

"This contains the vow. Take a close look. If there are any words you don't recognize, I'll teach you, and then I'll explain the meaning of this vow to you."

"This is a vow made to the world, not a child's play. If you break it maliciously, you will be punished by the world, which is more painful than death."

Batel's expression was serious, and his eyes conveyed solemnity.

Looking at the serious expression on Old Master Batel's face, Kurta couldn't help but swallow hard, then nodded firmly, indicating that he understood the seriousness of the matter.

"Alright then, I'll teach you."

After a brief explanation, Kurta understood the meaning of the oath.

To him, the oath was not a constraint, but rather a glorious knightly declaration, just like the Night's Watch spirit he had always longed for—it was clearly a good thing.

“Judging from your expression, you’re clearly ready. Let’s begin. Make your vow,” Batel said. “Huh? Now? Right here?” Kurta hesitated. He felt it was somewhat disrespectful to make such a solemn vow while sitting at the bar. How could he be so hasty?

“Where you are doesn’t matter; what matters is that you sincerely make the vow and always keep it,” Batel said earnestly.

"Ok."

Since Grandpa Batel had said so, Kurta nodded, closed his eyes, tried hard to recall the oath, and began to recite it softly.

However, due to some nervousness, he read the oath somewhat haltingly, and had to open his eyes to look at it from time to time.

As the last word was uttered, a surge of power coursed through Kurta's body.

"Sigh, I can feel it!"

The boy exclaimed in surprise.

He opened his eyes, kept touching his hands, and even pinched them hard, trying to feel the newfound power, but he didn't seem to notice any obvious changes.

This feeling of clearly sensing the presence of power, yet being unable to articulate the specific changes, made him feel somewhat uneasy.

"Don't worry, I'll teach you," Batel said gently when he saw this.

……

City Around the Tower
Kana stood on the balcony of his office, looking down at the city below.

The city is booming and expanding every day, gradually moving towards becoming a megacity.

In the air, faint golden light transformed into fine threads, converging towards his body.

These golden rays were mainly divided into three streams, coming from different directions of the city, while some dimmer rays shone from afar.

Kana blinked gently, blocking out this unusual visual effect.

"Faith... seems to be growing more and more."

Kana muttered to himself, then turned to Alyris and asked, "Are they proselytizing?"

Areris shook her head and replied, "No, they didn't deliberately proselytize. The Night's Watch members gathered together spontaneously. Once the number reached a certain size, it naturally attracted more people to join them."

Hearing this answer, Kana felt somewhat helpless. He certainly didn't want to walk down the street and see believers kneeling before him or staring at him with those fanatical and devout eyes.

“I recently came up with a solution: you should help those believers identify a goal for their worship.”

“Do not erect statues of me. Replace all prayer items that bear my face and point directly at me with torches, Night’s Watch symbols, or banners. Shift the focus of worship to the Night’s Watch,” Cana said after a moment’s thought.

Although Alyris didn't quite understand the reason, she nodded, turned into a streak of blood light and disappeared to carry out the task assigned by Kana.

Cana sighed helplessly. Since becoming a god, he had been delving into the relevant information and studying the application of related powers.

The problems arising from his faith are what give him the biggest headache.

The main reason for this is that he had never been involved in matters of faith before, so he naturally found these issues difficult to handle.

As an earthly deity, his direct contact with mortals and his followers can alleviate their excessive awe of him to some extent, but it can also make them more devout.

This made the believers behave too reservedly and rigidly in his presence, since in their hearts, Kana was everything to them.

Those who were not devout believers in him but merely fulfilled their duties as Night's Watch members were also forced to change their rituals. This was clearly not the situation Karna wanted to see.

The spontaneous spread of this belief caught him off guard, and he didn't even know how to stop it.

Actually, the Night Watch does have etiquette rules, but they are relatively simple and casual, and everyone just goes through the motions.

By changing the object of worship, centering it on the Night Watch, and then cleverly transferring the power of faith, this problem might be properly solved.

In this way, only those who are powerful and have extremely firm faith can realize that the object of their true faith is Karna himself.

This approach avoids the vast majority of believers falling into madness while ensuring that strong and rational believers remain clear about their pursuits, thus perfectly resolving the current dilemma, although it may be somewhat complicated to implement. (End of Chapter)