All Gods: I Became a God by Loading Templates

From left to right, they are: the armed forces department, the intelligence department, the research department, and the logistics department.

The two empty tentacles in the middle are used to add ranks.

The level is also easy to identify, mainly by the brightness of the magic mark. At level one, the outer ring is lit up, at level two it is half lit up, and at level three it is fully lit.

Then look at the two tentacles of the additional level.

If you hold concurrent positions in other departments, you can be promoted to higher ranks.

However, this is usually a privilege reserved for management who have their skulls lit up.

This also signifies the authority of Hydra personnel.

The first two levels are the easiest to improve.

Ordinary Level 1 personnel, if they are from the Armed Forces Department, are cannon fodder, or what we call rookies, who are soldiers who have undergone professional training.

If it's the research department, then it's like a first-year graduate student, used for doing odd jobs.

Taking the armed forces as an example, the armed forces are the easiest to upgrade. As long as you pass the test set by Captain Hydra and J. Bucky, you can be promoted to level two.

This stage is already close to the limits of the human body, just like Lin Bei's attribute template.

The limit for the average person is 10 points. At this stage, they have been stuck at 8 points for a long time, or have already reached 9 points. Trying to improve and approach the limit through exercise or training is not worth the effort.

Therefore, at this level, a small portion of the Apocalypse Dimension's exchange list and task panel will be unlocked.

This will accelerate the formation of combat power under their command.

This necessitates an internal monetary contribution system.

If you lack ambition, you can simply wait out the years; if you stay for three to five years, it's not impossible to become the next John who wipes out an assassin organization for dogs.

However, since we are currently in the infiltration phase, any field missions that are released will be snatched up immediately, and none of them will survive for more than a second.

A seasoned Level 2 Hydra agent must have at least a human body exceeding its limits, reaching 11-13 points, and be proficient in firearms, driving, hand-to-hand combat, and melee weapons.

Infiltrating and espionage are only possible among agents belonging to the same department.

All of this is inseparable from those selfless mercenary squads.

Hydra personnel at this level also gain access to the Apocalypse Dimension, but this requires approval from their superiors.

Once they reach level three, they no longer need approval from superiors. Those with outstanding abilities will become small leaders, thus realizing everyone's dream of being in management.

However, the only passage is through the Gate of Apocalypse, which is the gate that Smaug is currently guarding.

At the same time, more exchange lists are opened, allowing you to directly enter the realm of the extraordinary. Whether it's Kamar-Taj magic tricks, zero-ring spells under D&D rules, or basic introductory methods for various systems, there's bound to be one that suits you. However, methods for Eastern fantasy and Xianxia are scarce.

Even Lin Bei only managed to summon a patrolling band of mountain bandits by sheer luck using random summoning. All they knew was basic breathing techniques, enough to condense a wisp of internal energy, but they weren't even considered to have internal strength. They also had the common Five Tigers Breaking Gate Saber, which was a pirated version and incomplete, with only one move and three stances.

It's not even as good as the truly common Five Tiger Soul-Severing Blade.

In addition, only Hydras of level seven can freely open portals, such as Natasha.

Howard, a researcher, was already a Level 3 researcher when he was first recruited by Lin Bei.

The actual authority is even higher; this is how geniuses are treated.

Hydra welcomes you to join them, as long as you're not afraid of being universally condemned.

What happens after you reach the maximum level?

Lin Bei had already made up his mind: he wanted to learn about Umbrella and the reincarnators from the Apocalypse Dimension.

The former allows one to confront the truth of the universe, travel to interstellar space at public expense, and use a more advanced merit system as the currency for settlement.

The latter directly crosses boundaries to travel, experiencing the customs and cultures of different worlds, becoming a noble reincarnator, opening the gates of heaven with a single sword? What era are we living in? If you're going to do something, just use a lightsaber to open the gates of heaven. You can open them however you want, even if you have to use your penis to smash them open. As long as you're not worried about the other side, lacking any martial virtue, casually closing the door and slamming your penis in.

Lin Bei's sudden appearance startled Smaug.

Ares, who was chatting and joking with Smaug, was so frightened that he was like a turtle that couldn't turn over.

I saw Ares and Smaug, whom I hadn't paid attention to for a long time.

These two guys have obviously gained too much weight.

Lin Bei was particularly heartbroken about Ares. Although Ares was pitifully weak, as a summoned creature with the template talent, Ares had an extraordinary trait.

They can't die, whether it's due to their lifespan or an accidental death, or even if they're eaten.

As long as Lin Bei is alive, a death reset can be performed, and the previous state will be retained even if the negative status is eliminated.

In other words, as long as Ares works hard enough, he can break through the limitations of the Vanma bloodline, and there are so many methods to choose from and practice in the collection.

Although it's not very suitable, it allows for endless trial and error.

Back then, Ares also worked hard for a period of time, becoming a devilishly muscular horse. With one hoof, even Gandalf, who was at the peak of melee combat, would be kicked five or six meters away.

But now.

It's gotten so fat it's become like a yoga ball; from a distance, it looks like a yoga ball that's come to life.

Perhaps noticing Lin Bei's unfriendly gaze, Ares, like an old turtle, used the length of its neck to flip itself over against the ground.

Its four hooves, which were almost short legs, started to move. "Um, my wife is calling me home for dinner."

After saying that, he ran away at a snail's pace, only slightly faster than the wheelchair.

Lin Bei crossed his arms and lightly touched the ground with his toes.

With a thought, he shut down all of Ares's permissions, preventing him from using the power of the dimensional space.

This is really slow.

While weight brings advantages, it also has its negative effects.

Ares, who had always used the power of dimensional space to lighten his burden, began to taste the bitter wine he had brewed.

"Click~"

There was a crisp sound of fracture.

Ares collapsed to his side on the ground, utterly exhausted.

The ground acted like a conveyor belt, delivering Ares to Lin Bei's front.

Lin Bei sneered as he watched Ares, who dared not move an inch but trembled with fear, his body covered in layers of fat.

"hehe."

"Run! Get up and keep running!"

Seeing that Ares dared not speak, even Smaug, who was standing to the side, lowered his head.

"You think turning into death is the end of it?"

"I was wrong," Ares said, opening his eyes. "I was really wrong, I'll change, okay?"

Lin Bei sneered, "Sure, of course. I'll forgive you as long as you develop eight-pack abs, otherwise..."

Just wait!"

"Those people in the research departments have reported on you more than once or twice."

Upon hearing Lin Bei's threat, Ares immediately jumped to his feet.

The research staff who can access the Apocalypse Dimension for work have extremely high access levels; even a level three researcher can only work as an assistant.

Moreover, those old men had come looking for him more than once or twice.

They wanted to trick themselves into cooperating with their experiments.

Thinking of this, Ares quickly said.

"tui!"

"They're just lusting after my body, how despicable!"

You absolutely can't agree to that!

"If they succeed, I'll be in trouble."

How am I supposed to face my little thirty-six and thirty-seven now?

Lin Bei raised an eyebrow.

Smaug, who was standing nearby, explained, "That's his wife. She just reported his wedding banquet last month, and I even went."

"Oh~!" Lin Bei took a deep look at Ares, thinking to himself: I'm not as sweet as a horse's harem!

Ares thought Lin Bei was jealous, so he quickly said, "It's okay, I've already set my sights on a six-year-old mare and I'm going to make her my little Thirty-Eight."

I will definitely invite you to attend.

"Hmph! You've got some fancy tricks up your sleeve!" Lin Bei couldn't help but sneer.

Ares quickly explained, "Life is short, and I also need to have offspring."

"Three months," Lin Bei said, holding up three fingers.

"Hmm???" Ares tilted his head wisely and looked at Lin Bei.

"I'm only giving you three months. If you can't get back to your former self, then I'll just have to find you some weight loss coaches. At that point, I won't care what methods they use to help you lose weight."

I only care about the results!

Upon hearing Lin Bei's words, Ares shuddered. Immediately, an image flashed in his mind of a dozen old men with lewd smiles, holding various instruments for extracting body tissue, surrounding him.

The old researcher held up the syringe and said kindly, "Little Ma, don't be afraid. I don't need much, just a thousand cc will be enough."

The second research fellow, holding tweezers in one hand and a scalpel in the other, said kindly, "I'll just cut off a piece, a small piece. As long as it's enough for 500 grams. Don't worry, the scale is high. I definitely won't cut too much." Behind him, his accomplice, the third research fellow, was clumsily attaching rubber bands to a disassembled scale.

Looking at his colleagues who had already divided the spoils, the old researcher number 20 couldn't help but glance at Ares's second brother and said helplessly, "Then I can only cut a little bit of the whip."

The old researcher, number 22, suggested, "Since it's useless after being cut off, why don't you cut it all off and give me some? I'll use it to make some liquor."

Ares exclaimed immediately, "I'm sure I'll get eight-pack abs! Don't cut my whip!"

As he spoke, he swung his three legs and it took him more than half an hour to disappear from Lin Bei and Smaug's sight.

Seeing that Lin Bei's gaze gradually shifted to her.

Smaug broke out in a cold sweat. "Um, I'm on a diet too?"

Lin Bei said coldly, "What do you think?"

At this time, Smaug had a large belly and his neck had become much thicker.