About three days later on Earth time, Qin Xiaoxia finally prepared to go down the tower.

Doudou seemed to be guarding the door day and night. When she saw the door open with a "click", she jumped out of nowhere.

"Big Cousin!! Are you playing the projection of missing body and the game of borrowing the body? Is there anything special about this world? What kind of creature is it? The female male? The tall and short? Can you put your hair on..."

After all, Doudou knew that my cousin was going to inspect a place that was suspected to be a new world this time. Compared with the known world, the new world can always arouse more curiosity.

Although Qin Xiaoxia knew most of Doudou’s thoughts, sometimes this little guy had many strange ideas in his mind.

"Doudou, except for a few other people like high-level fairies, not everyone's hair is useful, you should also know it very well."

While talking, he walked downstairs, Doudou followed behind him step by step.

"But the situation this time is different. Although it is a new world that does not seem to be of high standard, there are some things that force me to be careful."

Qin Xiaoxia went downstairs not because he had already learned enough of that world, nor because he was hungry and tired. Although he really wanted to be satisfied with his desire to be polite, the bigger reason was that he wanted to re-exploration of the possibility of the so-called "god".

After all, what I saw in the New World in just a few days is enough to show that there is a religion with a very exaggerated size of believers there.

If it is on Earth, Qin Xiaoxia would not take it seriously, but after all, it is a different world. Although the void level and the cosmic level are similar in many aspects, there are actually more differences.

After going downstairs, Qin Xiaoxia first notified the Red Banshee on the sea to come back, then Jiri'an, who was in the deserted garden world, and then asked the person in charge of the Shuguang File Management Office to help find valuable information about the "god".

Originally, Qin Xiaoxia wanted to pull up the demon eyes, but considering that the true body of the sage master was originally a god, it seemed a bit inappropriate to ask about the gods.

Jirian came back very quickly, and he stepped out of the bigger magic mirror in almost a minute, leaving behind the demonic eyes with envious eyes in the wasteland world.

Because the Red Banshee was a little slow at the sea, she arrived at the nearest underwater secret realm at about noon, and then returned to the association headquarters through the secret environment technique.

Neither Mumu nor Jiri'an had lunch, and Gou Dandan had only four mouths at the headquarters, but these guys still needed to fight for a meal.

This time Su Su is not here, so naturally there is no rich private cuisine to eat. So, as usual, except for steaming several pots of rice, the rest are cooked food and some canned food that you went out to buy.

After having a feast, Qin Xiaoxia held a private discussion meeting in the mysterious realm of the magical botanical garden outside, with the topic on the possibility of believing in gods.

However, even Yorian was not very clear about this. Although it was an ancient species and was once worshipped as a god in memory, Yorian did not feel the power of faith, and Yorian never took the so-called believers seriously.

In that world, Jirien once slept in a mountain canyon. Of course, for ordinary creatures, a sleep in ancient times was possible from several years to decades.

In my sleep, some "little ones" brought some "sacrificial gifts" to the valley where Jiri's sleeping to sacrifice to the "gods". They sang a lot, but they were slapped all of them by the annoying Jiri's slap.

Since then, it has been sleeping peacefully.

The Red Banshee made a possible guess.

There are countless creatures in this void with magical innate abilities. Even elves with the ability to wish exist, and there may not be no special creature that can borrow the "Worship of Trust" from others, or similar spiritual power.

Strictly speaking, if Doudou's ability is powerful to a certain extent, it would be almost the same if he was not a true god.

This is different from Qin Xiaoxi's previous considerations in terms of thinking, and the probability seems to be greater.

It may not be that there are real gods, but there may be creatures with special talents.

Of course, all this discussion meeting can do is to provide ideas. Qin Xiaoxia found that even if it was originally casual, in-depth discussions would be of great knowledge, and he was more cautious about the mentality of the new world.

I slept in my room that night, and the next morning, Qin Xiaoxia "autistic" again.

...

With the projection of thoughts, the body of thought appears again in that noble family.

After those days, he had basically understood that this family was the lord of this city, but it was two systems: the church score that burned Aknisen to death.

However, now, Qin Xiaoxia dared not show up easily, whether it is a businessman or a nobleman.

Because even though both sides have complaints about the church, their own belief in the "Supreme God" exists, from some spontaneous prayers to some taboos.

Based on the principle of being careful and not having any big mistakes, it is better to observe more.

As for the church, he would not easily contact those priests and bishops. After all, even if some of them are greedy, they should essentially be "the people closest to God."

He really hoped that the so-called bishop could send out some crystal accessories, but unfortunately that guy was just a greedy guy who took all seven of them for himself and played with them every day, at least for the time being he had no plans to deliver them.

At this moment, it was already an afternoon in Nolan City. It was rare. Qin Xiaoxia found that he did not appear in Brante's room, but was in a beast car.

Brande was sitting in the carriage and watching the "Signature Cloth Book".

There is no papermaking technique in this world, but there is a cloth technology published. The main material of the book used to record text is cloth.

A silk cloth book is a book formed by fixing it with a wooden stick on the back of the cloth, sewing it with silk thread, and then writing the text on the front of the cloth. It is composed of two types: a volume and a multi-cloth sewing book.

The former is similar to the advanced version of bamboo slips, while the latter is similar to the simple version of modern books.

The fixing of wooden signs improves the convenience of reading, while the cloth can record more text.

Qin Xiaoxia is quite interested in this kind of book, but he can't understand what is written on it.

Brante should have been on a long journey this time, and he deliberately brought this crystal accessories. Judging from the noisy sound of hooves and wheels outside the beast car, the team should be relatively large.

Sure enough, when I got outside the car, I saw a convoy of hundreds of members walking on the road in a vast way. The location was in the wild, and there was a dirt road full of wheel printing.

Outside, a guard commander rode a camel horse with a toned body but a more camel-shaped head shape and camel-shaped to the Brante beast cart.

"Young Master Brante, the Eye of the God of Light has begun to stay away from the sky. It's time to camp."

The Eye of the God of Light refers to the star of light in this world. Qin Xiaoxia sneered at this point. He knew enough of that thing, and it could not be the eyes of the God of Light.

"Yes, let the convoy stop and prepare to camp."

No matter how young Brante is, he has the highest status in the team after all, so he still has to give the order.

The entire team chose a relatively flat place on the side of the road to camp. Because there were too many cavalry accompanying them, it was unrealistic to use beast carriages to surround everyone like the caravan before. Therefore, the beast carriage just found a suitable place to park in the center, and the surroundings were made of stones to build fire pits for the 7th and 8th regiments to burn firewood at night.

Level the site, build fire pits, chop branches to build sheds and pot racks...

A hundred people were busy for half an hour and the entire camp was established.

Qin Xiaoxia didn't feel bored either. He looked at their busy work and felt like watching a wild survival program, which was still the real ancient version.

It was dark very quickly in another world. Before we knew it, bonfires had risen in the camp. Each bonfire was equipped with a pot and meat soup was being cooked.

Brante and his accompanying people gathered around the fire to chat.

"Stop! Who?"

The loud shouts of sentries in the distance alarmed everyone, and Brante stood up together, leaning against the outside with his weapons along with the escort and the soldiers around him.

There were two dirty men and blood on their bodies, looking pitiful and on the outside of the camp.

"Sir! Please save us. Our convoy encountered robbers a few days ago. These days they have chased us escaped..."

The escort leader looked at the two guys vigilantly and signaled the two soldiers to search.

After some examination, the fractures on their bodies were real, and the wounds were very deep. They looked pale and thin, as if they had experienced several days of hunger, and their sense of panic and sweating were not fake.

Although the commander reminded Brante that there are still certain risks and you don’t have to pay attention to them, Brante has also done his homework.

This wilderness active robber group is at most a small group of more than a dozen or twenty people, and the number is not large. Even if it is all added up, it cannot be an opponent of their team. Moreover, robbers are bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. Generally, caravans with many guards dare not join, let alone their fully armed regular army.

So they took two people in, but it also made everyone more vigilant and allowed soldiers who knew some medical skills to collect bones and apply medicine to treat injuries.

In front of the campfire at night, it was much warmer than in the wilderness. Two hungry guys were eating black buns with hot broth. If it weren't for being too hot, the soup in the wooden bowl would probably disappear one bowl in one second.

"Uh... Thank you... It's delicious... Guru, thank you so much!!"

The two of them kept thanking each other with things stuffed in their mouths, which made Brante feel very interesting.

He was born in a family with no worries about food and clothing. Nolan City is still stable under the family governance and has almost never seen this way of eating.

"Tell me in detail about the appearance of those robbers, and how did you escape?"

The slightly taller man swallowed a sip of the soup and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's so scary, they..."

"Puff~"

Brante only felt a hot face and his vision was blurred by blood. When he looked at it again, a short sword had been inserted into the head of the slightly taller man.

"Ah!!! Ah!!! The robber is here!!!!"

"Surf", "Surf", "Surf"...

Everyone around, including Brante, paid attention to the remaining guy who was obviously scared and crazy, and drew his weapons and pointed them outside.

"Punch", "Punch", "Punch"...

A black shadow approached the camp from a distance step by step, and some soldiers on the side had pulled their bows and arrows to prepare for shooting.

"Light is not only in the sky, but also in the heart. Those who blaspheme the Supreme Lord will fall into hell..."

The visitor was wearing black leather armor, a cloak that could shelter from the wind and rain, with a long sword hanging beside him, a bow and arrow and quiver behind him, thin chains and short axes on his waist, and some pocket hangings and various small objects.

The back of the cloak is marked with the Supreme God of Light, the front of the armor, the scabbard of weapons, and even on every arrow.

He slowly approached the team where Brante was, as if he turned a blind eye to the hundred soldiers.

"Old nobles, the people around you are despicable villains, who have committed many crimes such as murder, rape, and fraud. We represent the Supreme God and sentence him to death!"

As he approached, the sword at his waist was slowly holding it in his left hand, and the flames gradually illuminated his face with the rain hat.

"Young Master, this is... Paladin of Light, please do not act rashly!"

As the commander spoke, Brante only felt that the person in front of him suddenly accelerated. The moment the guard around him turned around, the sword in his hand was already inserted into the chest of the survivor hiding behind them.
To be continued...