I'm not just human!

"Not only should we erect a statue for the Silent Fog of the Earth at Putte Farm, but we should also erect a statue for Shafa!"

"Yes, that's right, no, to be precise, it's necessary! A statue must also be erected for Shafa to commemorate and celebrate his achievements for the people of our Augu Kingdom during this Fog Carnival!"

……

At this moment.

Rum City, 13 Risle Street.

In the magnificent, palatial hall, beside Roman-style columns, on a black woolen sofa, Patriarch Osius was reading a book when he suddenly sensed something and looked up.

Deep within the hall, on the throne, Dictator, who was somewhat drunk, suddenly brightened his hazy, intoxicated eyes.

"Did you notice?"

"Hmm, you noticed it too?"

Dictator and Patriarch Osius exchanged a glance, and both of them smiled sincerely, a smile of contentment.

Especially Dick Tudor, whose smile now held a hint of sighing.

"With these ten million acres of potato fields, the refugee problem of the Kingdom of Augu can be considered largely solved. Now it depends on whether we can seize wheat fields or hunting grounds."

Dick Tudor sighed, then suddenly remembered something and said:

"By the way, Patriarch Osius, have your men gathered any clues about that great being recently?"

Patriarch Osius closed the book and shook his head:

"No, you know, searching across all life-bearing planets in the entire universe... that's really too difficult, and it's not good to make a big fuss about it."

Dick Tudor sighed softly:

"Yes, I recently met a very interesting little guy, maybe he can be of help."

Patriarch Osius's eyes flickered:

Who could possibly get your attention?

Dick Tudor smiled lazily:

"I won't go into that with you, but I've suddenly thought of another way to find that great being."

Patriarch Osius raised an eyebrow slightly:

"What method? You're not going to tell me you're going to sign another secret contract for divination or esoteric purposes, are you?"

Dick Tudor laughed, somewhat annoyed:

"Am I crazy? To try and divine the fate of someone who is about to become the tenth true god of this world? I'm afraid I'll lose control on the spot. I'm still waiting to become a subordinate god."

He abruptly changed the subject, his voice suddenly lowering, his face full of mystery:

"I suddenly thought of something, or rather, a problem that even that unknown great being has to take very seriously."

Patriarch Osius, seeing that he was feigning mystery, was not fooled and said calmly:

"What's the problem?"

Dick said firmly:

"The Ceremony of Ascension to Godhood!"

In that instant, Patriarch Osius's aged body trembled slightly, as if a dazzling bolt of lightning had cleaved through the thick clouds and darkness in his heart, allowing him to find that glimmer of light.

That glimmer of hope.

"You mean..." His voice trembled, "that we can find that great being by looking for signs of ascension ceremonies held on various life-bearing planets in the universe?"

Dick nodded repeatedly:

“That’s right! The most basic requirement for the ritual of becoming a god is the faith of a large enough number of people and the erection of statues to fix the initial [anchor].

"Unlike the nine great gods, this great being does not need a fixed image. In the beginning of becoming a god, He certainly needed to have a statue erected in a fixed image."

"That way, His anchor will be stable enough to prevent him from losing control during the initiation ceremony."

This usually lazy young man seemed to be getting more and more excited as he spoke, even sitting up straight on the platinum throne, his voice quickening with excitement:

"Within three months, or at most six months, that great being... will likely become a true god!"

"Whether He is a born flawed deity or an existence like us but who has gone far beyond us, He will definitely not sit still."

"He will surely spread the faith about Him throughout the universe, whether secretly or openly, so that believers will erect statues in His honor!"

Patriarch Osius nodded slowly, his expression becoming more serious than ever before:

"Yes, with the statue, it will be much easier to find. In that case, the task that the Lord gave me... can be completed!"

……

A small desert world, an elephant-sized area, next to a potato field.

Looking at the circular gate formed by the suddenly appearing golden mist, Daponz stood solemnly beside Shafa:

"Brother, let me go to the whale-level area with you. I was too arrogant before and let those two blademen get close. Actually, I haven't shown my true strength yet."

Xia Fa smiled, shaking his head:

"Alright, then it's up to you."

Daponz nodded excitedly and, quite naturally, put his arm around Shafa's shoulder:

"Alright, brother, let's go!"

The two of them stepped together into the gate where golden mist had condensed.

But as soon as they stepped inside, the two of them froze.

This was because, in the live footage flashing through the golden mist gate, they saw what was arguably the most eye-catching presence among the giants and blademen.

It was that giant who stood five meters tall, and the blade-wielding man whose hands and feet had golden mandala patterns on their blades!

Chapter 115 The World Collapses, Escape

A giant cactus, with sand spiders weaving webs between its thorns, and a tree lizard crouching nearby, slowly approaching the unsuspecting spider.

Suddenly, a chubby white hand swept across the cactus, scooping up the sand spider and tree lizard, and without any hesitation, put them into its mouth and chewed them up.

"Brother, why are you so surprised? This is a great tonic!"

Daponz glanced at Shafa, whose face was full of strange expressions, and continued, mumbling indistinctly, as he snapped the bone of the tree lizard in his mouth:

"You might not know this because you haven't been to college, but spiders and lizards are very rich in protein. Do you know what protein is? Let me put it simply: the main component of the muscles in your body is protein, and when you eat meat every day, you are also ingesting protein!"

Daponz spoke with smug satisfaction about what was rather advanced knowledge for this age of steam and machinery, then swallowed hard, managing to gulp down the spider and tree lizard in his mouth.

Xia Fa felt a chill run down his spine, thinking to himself that it was fortunate that Daponz was an Elephant-level superhuman, and the toxins that would be fatal to ordinary people would have no effect on him.

Otherwise, the venom of the sand-backed spider alone would have been enough to render him helpless.

And proteins... The venom of the sand-backed spider is specifically designed to mutate human proteins...

"Sigh, there's not enough to eat."

Daponz picked his teeth with his little finger and pulled out a spider leg with barbs, which flew right past Shafa's nose.

"Let's go, let's continue looking for old Terry!"

Perhaps because the two of them came to the whale-level area together to provide support, this time was different from last time. After entering the gate where the golden mist condensed, they did not go directly to Old Terry's side.

Fortunately, their spiritual intuition still guided them, allowing them to head towards the location of the wheat field god.

Anyway, as long as you keep going in this direction, you're bound to run into old Terry.

"By the way, brother, what kind of secret contract did you sign? It doesn't seem like the usual ice-related secret contract."

Once Daponz runs out of things to say, he becomes a chatterbox, never able to stay still.

Xia Fa replied with a hint of helplessness:

"The Secret Source of Ether".

Daponz suddenly realized:

"Oh... no wonder, it's a high-level secret contract. By the way, are you really alright? Using an ice ball cage comparable to a whale-level technique at the insect-level, I was really afraid you would suddenly lose control while walking."

Xia Fa was somewhat dumbfounded:

"I'm fine. Have you heard of Baal? I am a descendant of Baal."

Daponz seemed to be deep in thought, scratching his bulging, fat belly:

“I see. But I’m still a little worried. How about we go see my mom after the Fog Carnival ends? She has a whole set of mental magic stabilization devices that can minimize the chance of you losing control.”

Before he could finish speaking and before Xia Fa could answer, he suddenly launched into a long, rambling monologue:

"Speaking of my mother's mental stabilization device, you'll definitely be full of praise and amazed when you see it. Although it can only be used on superhumans below the Eagle level, it's already a huge leap forward, a giant leap for magical mechanics!"

As he spoke, he scratched his fat belly again:

"Although, in truth, given my mother's demigod status, she doesn't actually need that mental stabilization device. The 'Mind Infiltration' high-level secret contract she signed is enough to help a superhuman stabilize their mind..."

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buzzing-

Suddenly, an unidentified insect that looked similar to a fly but was dozens of times larger, about the size of a coin, flew over from a distance.

The fly-like insect swarmed around Xiafa, making an annoying buzzing sound.

With Daponz talking incessantly beside him, Xia Fa suddenly felt like he was about to lose his mind.

He raised his hand and instantly froze the fly, stopping its buzzing immediately.

As the fly fell from the ice block before his eyes, Xia Fa was about to slap down the ice block with both hands to shatter it, signaling Daponz to shut up.

Suddenly, a plump, white hand reached out with incredible speed and snatched the ice fly away.

Then, Xia Fa heard a crisp "crunch" sound, the sound of teeth crushing ice.

"Ah, this feels so good! In this scorching desert, to suddenly find a piece of ice like this is amazing. Hey bro, you're pretty good! You even froze the fluid inside this bear fly's body. You know your stuff!"

Daponz smacked his lips, seemingly savoring the taste.

"Hmm, it tastes a bit like jam, only salty."