Creating a Sandbox World Chapter 261: Pray
"Huh." When Lin Tuo placed the last stone statue, he finally straightened up.
the avatar blended into the palm of his palm. At first glance, the annular continent in front of him was no different. Even though the stone statue was extremely large compared to various races, it could be placed on a sand table as small as dust.
However, when he zoomed in, he clearly saw the base stations that were "spread across the earth" and rooted in the sea.
The scene of suddenly reminded Lin Tuo of a chess board.
Most of the "chess pieces" are located near the gathering areas of intelligent races. According to logic, as long as there are no huge migration changes in the following years, many of these positions will evolve into future cities.
Of course, some of them are placed in the wilderness in order to maintain "even distribution."
"They look surprised," Lin Tuo watched the creatures on the earth with interest, "Next is waiting."
Wait for them to worship the idols and evolve their early religious rituals. Secondly, they wait for the arrival of the "upgraded Xinghai server".
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And the subsequent development is indeed proceeding as Lin Tuo's vision.
For a group of beings who have just walked out of the cave and have just established the embryonic form of society, the great and mysterious stone statues that descended from the sky undoubtedly shook their hearts deeply.
Soon, Lin Tuo noticed that these races and tribes began to hold ritual activities around the surrounding gods, no matter whether it was humans, elves, or orcs.
They began to clean up the surroundings of the gods, and even built fences or stone walls to isolate them from the wilderness.
They will regularly carry "sacrifices", come to the idols to express their surrender and awe with a variety of weird self-made rituals.
They gradually evolved their unified names for "deities", and they shouted collectively when offering sacrifices. However, due to geographical barriers and no ethnic barriers, their names for deities were also different.
Lin Tuo was not surprised, he was just patiently observing, and after the evening, another message came from the Yue Clan:
Xinghai server debugging is completed.
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The upgraded version of the server is much larger than the original version, and it has a new shell. At first glance, it looks like a computer case.
There is a switch on the top of the , and the status light will light up in the open state. Open the buckle with specific steps, and you can find that the inside is divided into two parts.
According to Qingkong, this design refers to the left and right brain divisions of the moon people...
The simulated prayer candle on the left is responsible for receiving signals from 108 base stations, reading, transforming, and accumulating spirituality.
Its core part is a reduced version of the "Forbidden Cage", a container similar to a flask.
The right side of contains the original "Lingnet" module, as well as a large number of slots. It is an instrument built according to the promotion system of the transcendent envisioned by Mount Sinai.
The core part is the "marker", which is also connected to the base station, but because Lin Tuo has not written the "spell sequence" yet, this part has not yet worked.
As for the energy of the server, it was also replaced with an "Ether Pool", that is, a "battery" that can temporarily store ether energy and can be used multiple times. It is also one of the most important inventions of the Moon Clan alchemical civilization.
"Next is to try to run." Lin Tuo fiddled for a while, let out a sigh of relief, looked at the No. 5 sand table, looking forward to it.
But it still can't run because the "password" has not been written.
Then, Lin Tuo used the clone again to run through all the enshrined gods with the stealth effect, visiting the tribes of various races.
Because the language system is not yet mature, the role of "Communication" is limited. The exchange of information among these people still relies on body movements to a large extent... But this does not affect Lin Tuo's goal.
He only needs to watch these primitive beings during the sacrificial rituals and record the pronunciation of the vocabulary called "base station".
This job is more troublesome than he expected, and it took a while to succeed.
Waiting for Lin Tuo to take back the avatar again, the main body awakened from the state of closed eyes, raised his hand and turned on the switch of "Xinghai Server".
The indicator rune at the top of "Om~" quickly lit up, Lin Tuo put his hand into the left part, tried to touch and write the rest, and then began to pronounce dozens of different "addresses" roundly. Recite.
next door.
In the room, Huaxi was arguing with Hathaway about the design details of a courtyard in the Sword Sect of the Mountain. The two suddenly turned to look in the direction of the study room, listening to the gurgling bytes inside, staring at each other.
"What is Lin Tuo doing?" Hathaway asked.
Huaxi sniffed: "I don't know."
"It really was a mistake to ask you, cut it, it's nothing." Hathaway said in disgust.
Huaxi looked at her directly: "You can try again?"
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Five minutes later, Lin Tuo retracted his hand and let out a long breath:
"Finally finished typing."
"In this way, as long as these tribes chant the corresponding name + specific content in the coverage area of the base station, it can be counted as a valid password, and what I have to do is to meet a few prayers occasionally, so as to make the "God" The concept of deepening."
thinking, Lin Tuo pressed the second button again.
So, a faint halo overflowed from the server, sweeping across the sandbox.
used the sand table to narrow the distance. At this moment, the base station hidden inside the 108 stone statues made a slight click at the same time and started to move.
Immediately, Lin Tuo put his hand on the corresponding area of the server again, and began to meditately observe the internal changes. After a while, he was delighted to see the extremely light, extremely thin light spots pouring into the sandbox out of thin air.
They are really subtle, much dimmer than the influx from the earth on the night of "Dream Night", and their numbers are unmatched.
However, under the effect of the acceleration of time, the light points accumulated over the years are still gathered into a thin stream of information.
Lin Tuo tried to touch, vaguely able to sense the content of their prayers, almost nothing more than drought and precipitation, food harvest, disease pain, etc...
Understandably, the primitive people at this time probably don't pray too much.
Even if there is, they often only recite the name given to the "deity" without mentioning the specific needs. However, most of them are produced in the tribe's giant sacrificial activities.
"Sure enough! It's just that the accumulated weight is so poor that I can't even absorb it."
Lin Tuo sighed, and found another problem.
That is, in an environment where time is accelerating, there is a large error between the "prayer" he received and the actual time.
For example, a tribe prayed for rain, and when Lin Tuo received this password, several years had passed in the sandbox... which was bad.
thinking, Lin Tuo raised his hand to accelerate and pause, and the spot of light that came in quickly became scarce.
, there were only a few sporadic ones. Lin Tuo was not disappointed. He waited for a while. When a new dim light poured in, he immediately tried to read:
"The great Mars...please send down the grace, expel disease, and redeem the warriors of the tribe..."
If it is a prayer candle, such a slightly vague prayer sentence may not be successfully converted into a spell, but for the Xinghai server, there is no such problem.
It was originally an empty shell. Whether it can be satisfied is completely dependent on Lin Tuo.
"Disease..." Lin Tuo's eyes moved, using the connection between the server and the base station to trace back the source of this information.
Soon, he located the base station.
The sand table expanded rapidly. With the blessing of Eagle Eye Technique, Lin Tuo also saw clearly the scene on the ground:
Within a human tribe, people in animal skins fell to the ground, moaning in pain, or drowsy and coughing. Some tribesmen who had not yet contracted the disease tried to use some herbs, but to no avail.
The older priest of the tribe took a few people and placed the tribute in front of the idols in the tribe, kneeling down to pray.
Lin Tuo retracted his gaze, thought a little, and raised his hand to throw the clone into it.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Tuo, who was using the invisibility spell, appeared on the head of the idol.
After many years of wind and rain, the surface of this stone statue became more and more blurred, and there was a sense of vicissitudes. Lin Tuo leaned down, listening to the painful groan below, and suddenly slapped on the surface of the stone statue. Down.
"Boom!"
In the next second, in the horrified gaze of the primitive people, the statue of the **** who has been "sleeping" for countless years is bright and generous, dazzling with dazzling light, making people afraid to look directly.
At the same time, Lin Tuo's figure floated down, sketching the model of the healing spell in his mind, and then threw the "healing brilliance" to the sick humans.
About ten seconds later, the "illumination" dissipated, and the stone statue was restored as before.
The panicked priest raised his head carefully and turned his head to look around, and saw a surprise cry from the tribe. The patients who had been in a high fever and comatose almost got up at the same time, their expressions were blank, and the pain gradually disappeared.
Then, their gazes at the stone statue became more and more in awe, and they shouted at the same time:
"Mars!"
"Mars!"
"Mars!"
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In the dense forest around the northern part of the mainland~IndoMTL.com~, a forest fire is spreading rapidly, and thick black smoke is rising along with the fire.
The animals in the forest ran away in horror.
In a certain elven tribe, a large group of slender and vigorous primitive elves palely guarded by the tribe’s fence, desperately watching the wildfire approaching in front of them.
Some elves dragged animal skins or rucksacks woven from grass blades, but they were slow to leave.
Suddenly, several elves wept bitterly and ran to the feet of the stone statues next to the tribe, threw themselves on the "robes" of the statues full of wind and rain, whistling and chanting prayers.
"Almis, omnipotent, ask you to save our home!"
Beside , the other elves stared at this scene stupidly, dragging their bags amid the cries of the patriarch, forming a line, and slowly leaving far away——
must go, otherwise the smoke will take away their lives when the wildfire burns up close.
And at this moment, a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and the huge mysterious stone statue suddenly opened a strange halo, shrouded in white light, releasing a sacred breath.
Then, a heavy rain fell violently, extinguishing the blazing mountain fire.
The elves carrying their rucksacks stopped and watched this scene in shock, with surprise and awe in their eyes.