I materialized a sci-fi fortress in a magical world.

Chapter 95: Automation That Is Still Not Perfect

There's not much Haimo can actually say.

Aside from the main event, the battle of the gods, the rest was just telling myths to the followers, which was rather unremarkable.

However, she embellished her experience of being tied to the hospital bed and crying out of fear, transforming it into a story of devout prayer that moved the governor.

But the amount of information she brought was still extremely impactful. Throughout the entire narration, there were continuous exclamations of surprise, which were interrupted several times. There were also constant gasps of shock, making one feel that global temperatures were about to warm up.

The High Priest, in particular, was the most boisterous and, relying on his age and seniority, interrupted Haimo the most.

"What? A divine realm in the void?"

"What? The Archon is the god who never left two thousand years ago?"

"What? A mystic whose face is obscured? An engineer with four arms? How can they be chosen by God?"

"What? Sacrifice and contribution points? What does that mean?"

Haimo herself didn't know the answers to many of the questions and couldn't explain them at all, so she could only give the old man perfunctory answers.

Archbishop Akani remained calm, listening silently until he spoke up on crucial details: "Does His Excellency the Consul not resent us? Does He permit us to proclaim His name?"

"That esteemed person told me to make my own judgment."

"Do you have a chance to become God's chosen one? I can quickly gather a batch of resources for you—"

As the two were talking, Haimo suddenly realized something, and immediately knelt down and bowed her head to pray.

Then, a vast power descended from afar and landed on her.

That power was mysterious and strong, and it was also imbued with an indescribable sense of holiness.

Under the baptism of this power, Hai Mo seemed to become brighter, her delicate body glowing slightly.

A few seconds later, the force suddenly disappeared, and Haimo returned to normal.

But the archbishop keenly sensed that she had changed.

"By Your Excellency, you—no, you have become the chosen one?"

"It seems so —"

Haimo slowly opened her eyes, scratched her head, and asked somewhat strangely, "Can you see anything?"

The archbishop first shook his head, then focused his attention and stared carefully at the air above her head.

The next second, a line of purple text appeared before his eyes:

【The Chosen One of Ocean and Song】

"This is----"

"The title bestowed upon me by the Consul, and he even allowed me to name it myself."

As Haimo spoke, she stood up and opened her palms.

Two exquisite containers appeared out of nowhere in her hands.

"This is a elixir bestowed by the Governor as a devout gift to me."

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Haimo then spoke up to explain.

The archbishop stared at the container for a moment, then suddenly knelt down on one knee, reciting various words of praise.

Everyone else present, including the elderly high priest, knelt down and worshipped Haimo.

At this moment, her position in these people's hearts was no longer as simple as that of a saint.

Even the question of who will inherit the papacy, which had previously attracted much attention, is no longer in doubt.

From this moment on, they are the true orthodox, and all others are heretics.

But Haimo hadn't thought that far ahead yet. She simply turned back to look at the statue shrouded in black cloth and suggested, "Shouldn't we replace this one?"

"Yes, but how should we portray the grandeur of the consul?"

"I didn't dare look directly at his presence, but he must be closer to human form. Let's use the image of those angels as a starting point?"

"Yes, I will gather the craftsmen immediately."

The archbishop responded like a subordinate.

In fact, whether in the past or present, humanity has never witnessed the true appearance of angels and gods. The representation of their images is based on descriptions in mythology and is "freely created," which is why their images are sometimes strange.

It is only today that they know what a real angel should be like.

Then the image of the governor should not be too bad, right?

Looking at Hai Mo's contribution points that had reached 5000, Luo Yue recalled her stunning beauty and incredibly wealthy background, and sincerely sighed:

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"I'd be happy to meet an auntie like her, even if she wanted to meet me in person!"

After all that effort, Celishina and Donald only managed to get one person in, which only earned them 10 contribution points, leaving them far behind.

Haimo also received the corresponding reward for this surge in contribution points, being awarded a purple-level title and two bottles of elixirs by Luo Yue.

Titles cost nothing, and the spirituality required for the elixir is a drop in the ocean compared to Haimo's contribution.

However, these contribution points can also be used as currency to exchange for other rewards.

The [Spiritual Energy] provided by Haimo is equivalent to about 20 pieces of legendary equipment. If you add a little more and accumulate 6000 contribution points, you can exchange it for a piece of legendary equipment.

Compared to the pay-to-win mobile games on Earth, Luo Yue felt like he was doing charity.

"So what exactly has Haimo been doing out there? How come the sacrifices keep coming? More and more of them, and they're all selfless—"

At this moment, the sounds of various prayers were coming one after another, and Luo Yue's daily life was affected, let alone his cultivation.

But he had anticipated this situation and had taken precautions in advance.

He immediately activated a second-tier mystical ability—[Mental Shield]

This is arguably the most infamous and iconic ability of the mystic: by disrupting the mind, it can block out the five senses, and once affected, it is almost impossible to resist.

However, it is also affected by rank and the strength of the mental power of both parties, so sometimes it is used on oneself, such as blocking pain to deal with danger, or blocking vision to avoid seeing dirty things that cannot be looked at directly.

Luo Yue is now using it on himself, directly blocking out his hearing so he can focus on his cultivation.

As for the offerings outside, he didn't need to worry about them. An automatic receiving system had already been prepared, which could not only automatically receive the offerings, but also automatically store them in the warehouse and arrange them in categories.

This simple automation function was no problem for him; it was much easier than building mechs or star destroyers.

However, there are also flaws, such as the inability to automatically determine the value of valuables, the inability to distinguish the specific attributes of equipment and magical artifacts, and the inability to automatically absorb resources, etc., which will need to be adjusted again later.

"I also need to get a recorder," and try to record those prayers according to keywords, and consider responding if necessary.

Since he's tacitly allowed Haimo to cause trouble outside, he also needs to be prepared to play the role of a god on his side.

Correspondingly, one must also practice more diligently.

Otherwise, if the gap between his true strength and his disguised persona is too large, it will make him uneasy.

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