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Chapter 833 - Chapter 68: Gods with Weak Powers (2/13)

The method of making the aura spring is very simple.

Make a conversion device similar to that, draw energy from the void and convert it into aura.

But it requires extremely pure aura to start and maintain this device.

Spirit stone is equivalent to kinetic energy.

In other words, spirit stone is the product of highly condensed aura.

It is probably a bit similar to the principle of a nuclear power generator, but the difference is a bit big.

Lu Yan: ? ? ? ?

? He can make this thing now.

The only problem is that it needs to consume incense to set up this conversion device.

Not much, just 10 million incense, can construct a aura spring.

Well, it is indeed not much.

Lu Yan nodded, but the problem is that he only has more than 10 million incense in total!

Therefore, the problem is back to the starting point. Constructing the Eastern mythology system and creating an organization similar to the heaven must be put on the agenda as soon as possible, not only for merit, but also for incense.

Then he looked at the current drawings and the manufacturing method.

Golden Light Talisman, Mountain Seal, Flying Boat, Exploring Spirit Spell.

There are also the failed experiments of the 1,000 attackers in his divine domain.

This thing was originally given to him by Zhongli, just right for deducing the construction technology of this super civilization.

All that was missing was a race from the Tiangong Temple, and then everything would be complete.

According to his original idea, goblins should be a good candidate for the Tiangong Temple.

But the problem was that when Lu Yan saw the appearance of goblins with his own eyes, he found that this dirty, sloppy, and irrational race seemed to be good among low-level races, but if it was used to study the magic weapons in the Eastern mythology system, it would be difficult to take on the task.

Originally, Lu Yan was still holding a just-in-case mentality.

After awakening a goblin, the initial intelligence of 6 directly dispelled his idea, even the white ape could not compare. After

searching for a long time, Lu Yan finally found a race suitable for the Tiangong Temple.

The Piltover clan.

They advocate science, are good at research, art, and innovation, and treat every experiment meticulously. More importantly, they love cleanliness.

No matter how you look at it, they are the most suitable race for the Tiangong Temple.

There is only one small problem.

The Piltover people belong to the creative gods.

It is not other small pantheons, but one of the five supreme pantheons with the life pantheon of Yanhuang Country.

The country established by the Creation Pantheon in the main world is called the United States of America.

But in the past few thousand years, there has been a little conflict between the Yanhuang Republic and the United States of America.

Therefore, the United States of America has enacted laws to block all transactions with Yanhuang Country, which naturally includes the races in the God Realm.

However, Lu Yan always feels that the current president of the United States of America, who made this decision, is about to step down.

It seems that because of his policies, the national strength of America has begun to decline to a certain extent.

Some members of the parliament are already discussing whether to awaken the sleeping Supreme God of the Creation Pantheon and re-elect a president.

But no matter what, as long as the current president is still there, the laws he promulgated will be effective.

However, compared with the federal laws jointly signed by the five permanent members of the Federation and unconditionally obeyed by all citizens of the Federation. The

laws of a single country, even the laws of the five permanent members of the Security Council.

Everyone turns a blind eye.

The place with open eyes is naturally the main world, which will not let go of all the evil spirits and monsters, and the lawless madmen who dare to break the law.

The place with closed eyes is naturally the border battlefield. The plane has been broken by the battle, and it is normal for a few little mice who violate the laws of a single country to sneak in. There

are too many gods from various countries on the border front. Isn't it normal for gods who don't know the laws of other countries?

Lu Yan is going to a black market trading place in the lower space of the plane.

The most central area of ​​the lower space of the plane battlefield.

There is a huge divine domain, or the kingdom of God, which is more appropriate.

Because its owner is a god with weak divine power.

Above the kingdom of God, there is a dilapidated hall standing in the void for tens of thousands of miles.

Lu Yan walked into the hall after docking his own divine domain at the void dock outside the hall.

The dim and colorless empty hall, except for the pillars, has no decoration at all, and looks extremely dilapidated.

Anyone who comes here for the first time, if they don't see the kingdom of God below, will never think that this is the residence of a god with weak divine power.

"Old man, are you really so frugal? Not only do you not upgrade the divine light, but now you even sell the decorations?"

At the back of the hall, an old man lying on his side, with the rich divine light on his body tightly pressed on his body surface, snorted coldly, "What do you know about gods! You don't need divine power to upgrade the divine light? I'm telling you, if I don't

upgrade the divine light, which bastard dares to act wild here!" After a pause, the old man said happily, "If you ask me, Lu kid, you might as well withdraw the divine light from the divine realm plane. I've calculated that every ten thousand years, you can save a little divine power!"

"Come on, do you think I'm you! If I dare to withdraw the divine light from the plane I occupy, those guys will definitely treat my plane as an ownerless plane and arrange it clearly!"

A little divine power, in the main world, is equal to one million credit points.

Ten thousand years, saving one million credit points, this old man, as a god, is really stingy.

"Frugal! Frugal! If you are not frugal, where will the power of becoming a god come from!" The old man shook his head and sighed. The young people nowadays don't know how difficult it is to be promoted to divine power after becoming a god.

The old man thought of something, his eyes lit up, and boasted, "I am only 80% away from low-level divine power. After hundreds of thousands of years, when the divine power is accumulated enough, I can reach low-level divine power! What do you think? Do you dare to say that frugality is useless?"

"Good! Good! You are awesome!" For some reason, Lu Yan suddenly thought of the young man who was promoted from a demigod to a high-level divine power in ten or twenty thousand years.

This old man was also born a commoner, with no resources and no background. Relying on luck, he became a god with weak divine power, and then he was stuck for two or three hundred thousand years.

Although the divine power stage only requires the simple accumulation of divine power.

But just like in the previous life, an ordinary person wanted to earn enough money to fill the entire planet. It was impossible. The simple thing was that even if the entire planet was made of money, it would still not be enough.

The same was true for gods who wanted to rely on the faith race in their own kingdom to ascend to divine power.

It is necessary to plunder the faith of other worlds and use the faith of other worlds to achieve oneself.

So, two schools of thought emerged.

One is to conquer the other planes and snatch them directly from you.

The other is to stay in the main world, develop the divine domain, and rely on brains and trade to earn the faith of other worlds.

Unfortunately, the old man is afraid of death, so he dare not go to the former, and the latter is okay. Without a backer and brains, he can neither do high nor low.

In the end, there was no choice but to come to such a border battlefield as a temporary federal worker who guards the lower space of the plane battlefield and protects the demigods.

Relying on the fixed divine power issued by the federation every hundred years, and secretly reselling some resources and races that are prohibited from trading in a single country, he can barely get by.