After reaching the maximum level, my "soft rice system" finally arrived.

.......

Ciel materialized golden ears of wheat and leaves within the ocean of his spirit...

These "sacred objects," being gifts from the gods, naturally possess various miraculous effects, including but not limited to "accelerating recovery speed" and "unlimited food."

For ordinary extraordinary individuals... its value even surpasses that of ordinary legendary weapons.

certainly......

What Charles needs at this moment... is not some kind of magical supernatural ability... he can achieve the same effect with magic.

Rather... the faint connection between those relics and their owners... within the astral plane.

This connection is hidden deep within the astral plane, extremely well concealed.

Even Ciel wasn't 100% certain he could capture it...

but......

For Renata, who is a "Chosen One of the Stars"... this is precisely her specialty.

"found it."

Charles's gaze sharpened slightly.

next moment......

His spiritual energy surged forth along the star plane...

Then... following that faint connection... traversing countless dimensional rifts and interdimensional gaps.

During this time... the connecting threads began to separate, and Charles also proactively separated his mental energy...

Then......

His spiritual power thus transcended the barriers of countless planes and dimensions.

We've arrived...

Among those countless planes of faith that have already been occupied by the gods.

"Then, let's begin..."

"A blasphemous Trojan horse... version 2.0."

.......

Charles's voice resounded within the merging spiritual ocean.

The projections of false gods are amplified by the faith of the masses... However, just as water can carry a boat but also capsize it, the power of faith can also make one subject to its control...

Just like the "blasphemous Trojan Horse" developed by the legendary bone demon in the Dawn World...

All it takes is to taint the core of the false gods' beliefs...

That would be tantamount to blasphemy against the gods.

The "blasphemous Trojan Horse" in the world of Dawn... exists solely for the purpose of destruction and annihilation, due to the legendary Bone Demon's design...

Because of its powerful effects, the gods noticed it very quickly after the Trojan Horse was activated.

Thus... the false gods sacrificed their own projections within the Dawn World, relinquishing their control over the Dawn World in exchange for forcibly severing their connection with the projections, thereby escaping the infinite chain of collapse caused by the blasphemous Trojan horse.

However... just as the more lethal a pathogen is, the harder it is to spread.

The milder the symptoms of a pathogen, the easier and simpler it is for the pathogen to spread...

This time, the "blasphemous Trojan Horse" that Xia Er improved... its effects are no longer so simple and brutal destruction... but a more subtle and profound influence.

At the same time, Xia's target this time... is no longer just a single projection of a plane...

But...

The entirety of the names "Mother Goddess of Abundance" and "Goddess of Life".

.......

Deep within the multiverse, in an ordinary plane.

In a corner of a small town, inside a dilapidated church.

A ragged farmer stood outside the creaking church doors...

He wiped the sweat from his face with his muddy sleeve, chuckled sheepishly, and handed a few copper coins to the church guard at the entrance before finally gaining entry.

"A poor country bumpkin...does he even deserve to pray to the Mother Goddess?"

The church guard's undisguised words rang in the farmer's ears, but the withered-faced farmer paid them no heed.

He went into the church's prayer room... and looked at the silver statue.

She was a plump and beautiful woman, with ears of wheat growing at her feet and her body surrounded by spring water.

Her dress flowed freely, adorned with various herbs and flowers, and depicted different animals. Her chest was high and rounded, and she held a dark brown wooden staff in one hand. Overall, she appeared holy and dignified.

Mother Goddess of Abundance...

According to the town's most respected pastor... it was the Mother Goddess of Abundance who created the world and all things...

Therefore... every inhabitant of this continent holds the most sincere and sublime faith in the Mother Goddess of Abundance.

If it weren't for the Mother Goddess... there would be no human world as we know it today.

The farmer knelt respectfully before the dignified and revered statue of the Mother Goddess of Abundance...

Then, he made the sign of the cross on his chest.

"The Great Mother of Abundance..."

"You are the mother of all things, the autumn wind of the harvest month, and the embodiment of universal love..."

"You are one, and ten thousand... you are moment, and eternity... you are creator, and you are ruler... we will surely let your way be on earth, as if walking in your kingdom."

"As your most faithful follower... I humbly beseech you to bless my farmland with favorable weather and abundant harvests..."

"It also means that our family of three... won't have to sell our belongings and live in poverty like we did in the past, suffering the hardships of famine and displacement..."

The farmer knelt on the ground and respectfully completed the prayer ceremony.

Then, he stood up, intending to leave...

He still had to walk dozens of miles along muddy mountain roads from the town... back to his farmland to continue his unfinished farm work...

In order to make this trip to the town to pray, the farmer had to get up before dawn... and then return immediately after the prayer.

Despite the fatigue, he still came to the town once a week, rain or shine...

After all... if such actions could lead to a bountiful harvest next year... ensuring his entire family had enough to eat, then it would be a very profitable deal.

According to the most respected pastor in the church... abundance will fairly favor every devout believer...

With all the sincere prayers I've received over the years... and all the luck and blessings I've been blessed with... it's time for it to be my turn this year.

at this time......

The farmer felt a blur before his eyes, and the world became dazzling with light...

what happened?

Could it be that I've been kneeling on the ground for too long, causing me to feel dizzy and hallucinate?

The farmer hadn't even had time to react.

next moment......

The illusory light screen... transformed into a clear picture.

.......

The farmer stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

He was actually in the Church of the Fertility Mother in the small town, but he saw a wheat field...

The wheat field looked withered and dry, and every plant looked thin and small, malnourished, just like his own farmland.

And in the wheat field... there were two figures.

One of them was a beautiful young girl, with ears of wheat growing at her feet, a spring surrounding her, her dress flowing freely, adorned with various herbs and flowers...

The girl's appearance was exactly the same as that of the Mother Goddess of Abundance whom the farmer prayed to every week.

The only difference... is that the other person seems to be much younger than the Mother Goddess of Abundance whom the farmer usually worships.

Not only were her breasts not as full and round as the statue's, but even her delicate face still carried a hint of immaturity.

In front of the girl who looked remarkably like the Mother Goddess of Abundance was a man with black hair and black eyes.

He walked calmly through the wheat field with his back to the girl, a packet of powdery substance casually scattering with his movements.

The black-haired man reached out and gently touched the head of the girl who resembled the goddess of abundance.

"Remember... your mission and responsibilities..."

"It is...for the sake of the world..."

"Bringing abundance..."

The man's calm voice echoed through the wheat field...