"Huh." When Lin Tuo placed the last stone statue, he finally stood up straight.

The clone melted into the palm of his hand. At first glance, the ring-shaped continent in front of him was no different. Even though the stone statue was extremely huge compared to other races, it was as small as dust when placed on the scale of a sand table.

However, when he zoomed in closer, he could clearly see the base stations that were "dotted" like a dot on the earth and in the ocean.

This scene suddenly reminded Lin Tuo of the chess board.

Most of the "chess pieces" fall 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 locations will evolve into future cities.

Of course, some are placed in wilderness areas in order to maintain "even distribution".

"They seem to be very surprised," Lin Tuo observed the creatures on the ground with interest, "The next step is to wait."

Firstly, they are waiting for them to worship the gods and develop early religious rituals. Secondly, they are waiting for the arrival of the "upgraded Xinghai Server".

…

And the subsequent development is indeed proceeding as Lin Tuo envisioned.

For a group of beings who had just established the prototype of society not long after they came out of the cave, the great and mysterious stone statues falling from the sky undoubtedly deeply shocked their hearts.

Soon, Lin Tuo noticed these races, and the tribe began to hold sacrificial activities around the surrounding gods, whether they were humans, elves, or orcs.

They began to clean up the environment around the statue, and even built fences or stone walls to isolate it from the wilderness.

They would regularly carry "sacrifice" and come to the statue of the gods to express their surrender and awe through various bizarre and self-created rituals.

They gradually evolved their own unified names for "god statues" and shouted collectively during sacrifices. However, due to geographical barriers and the lack of racial barriers, they also called the statues differently.

Lin Tuo was not surprised, he just observed patiently. At night, another message came from the Moon Clan:

The Xinghai server debugging is completed.

…

The upgraded version of the server is much larger than the original version, and has a new casing. At first glance, it looks like a computer case.

There is a switch on the top, and the status light will light up when it is turned on. Use specific steps to open the buckle, and you will find that the interior is divided into two parts: left and right.

According to Qingkong, this design refers to the left and right brain divisions of the Yue people...

The left side simulates a prayer candle, which 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 bottle.

The right side contains the original "Spiritual Network" module and a large number of slots. It is an instrument built according to the transcendent promotion system envisioned by Mount Sinai.

The core part is the "engraving machine", which is also connected to the base station, but because Lin Tuo has not yet written the "spell sequence", this part is not working yet.

As for the energy source of the server, it has also been replaced by 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's alchemical civilization.

"The next step is to try to run it." Lin Tuo fiddled with it for a while, exhaled, and looked at the No. 5 sand table with some anticipation.

However, it cannot be run now because the "password" has not been written yet.

So, Lin Tuo then used his clone to turn on the invisibility effect and ran around all the enshrined statues and visited tribes of various races.

Because the language system is not yet mature, the role of "Tongyushu" is limited. These people still rely largely on body movements to communicate information...but this does not affect Lin Tuo's ability to achieve his goal.

He only needs to watch as these primitive beings perform sacrificial rituals and record the pronunciation of the words they call "base station".

This job was more troublesome than he expected, and it took him a while to succeed.

When Lin Tuo withdrew his clone again, he woke up from his eyes-closed state and raised his hand to turn on the "Xinghai Server" switch.

The indicator rune at the top of "Om~" quickly lit up. Lin Tuo reached into the left part with his hand, tried to touch and write the rest, and then began to recite dozens of different "titles" eloquently.

next door.

In the room, Huaxi and Hathaway were arguing about the design details of a courtyard of the Lishan Sword Sect. The two suddenly turned to look in the direction of the study, listening to the chattering of bytes inside, and looked at each other.

"What is Lin Tuo doing?" Hathaway asked.

Huaxi sniffed: "How could I know."

"Sure enough, it was a mistake to ask you. Oh, it's nothing." Hathaway said in disgust.

Huaxi looked at her straightly: "Can you try again?"

…

Five minutes later, Lin Tuo took back his hand and let out a long breath:

"Finally the input is completed."

"In this way, as long as these tribes recite the corresponding name + specific content in the base station coverage area, it can be regarded as a valid password. What I want to do is to occasionally satisfy a few prayers, thereby deepening the concept of 'god'

."

Thinking about it, Lin Tuo pressed the second button again.

As a result, a faint halo overflowed from the server and swept across the entire sandbox.

With the help of the sand table to close the distance, at this moment, the base stations hidden deep inside the one hundred and eight stone statues simultaneously made a slight clicking sound and began to operate.

Immediately, Lin Tuo put his hand on the corresponding area of ​​the server again and began to observe the internal changes. After a while, he was delighted to see extremely faint and extremely fine light spots pouring into the sandbox out of thin air.

They are really tiny, much dimmer than the ones that poured in from the earth that night during the "Dream Night", and their numbers are unmatched.

However, under the effect of time acceleration, the points of light accumulated over the years still converge into a thin stream of information.

Lin Tuo tried to touch it and could vaguely sense the content of their prayers, which were mostly about drought and precipitation, food harvest, disease and pain, etc...

It is understandable that primitive people at this time probably did not pray too much.

Even if there are, they often only recite the name given to the "god statue" without mentioning the specific needs. If there are, they usually arise during the tribe's huge sacrificial activities.

"As expected! It's just that the amount accumulated is so thin that I can't even absorb it."

Lin Tuo sighed and discovered 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 it was sent.

For example, a tribe prayed for rain, but by the time Lin Tuo received this command, several years had passed in the sandbox... This is very bad.

Thinking of this, Lin Tuo raised his hand to pause the acceleration, and the incoming light spots quickly became scarce.

At a glance, there were only scattered ones. Lin Tuo was not disappointed. He waited patiently for a while. When a new dim light came in, he immediately tried to read:

"Great Mars...please send down your divine grace to drive away diseases and redeem the warriors of the tribe..."

If it is a prayer candle, such a slightly vague prayer statement may not be successfully converted into a spell, but for the Xinghai server, there is no such problem.

It was originally an empty shell, and whether it could satisfy it completely depended on Lin Tuo.

"Is it a disease..." Lin Tuo's eyes moved, and he used 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, and with the help of the eagle eye technique, Lin Tuo also saw clearly what was happening on the ground:

In a human tribe, people covered in animal skins fell to the ground, groaning in pain, or falling asleep and coughing. Some tribesmen who were not yet infected tried to use some herbal medicine, but to no avail.

The elder priest of the tribe, along with several people, placed the tributes in front of the idols of the tribe and knelt down to pray.

Lin Tuo withdrew his gaze, thought for a moment, raised his hand and threw the clone into it.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Tuo, using the invisibility spell, appeared above the statue.

After many years of wind and rain, the surface of this stone statue became increasingly blurred and had a lot of vicissitudes of life. Lin Tuo leaned down, listening to the painful moans below, and suddenly slapped the surface of the stone statue.

"boom!"

The next second, in the horrified gazes of the primitive people, the statue of the god that had been "sleeping" for countless years was bright and generous, glowing with dazzling light, making people afraid to look directly at it.

At the same time, Lin Tuo's figure floated down, sketching the model of the healing spell in his mind, and then threw balls of "healing light" at the sick humans.

After about ten seconds, the "illumination technique" dissipated and the stone statue returned to its original state.

The panicked priest carefully raised his head and turned to look around, and saw shouts of surprise coming from the tribe. Patients who had been in high fever and coma got up almost at the same time. Their expressions were blank, and they felt that the pain was gradually disappearing.

Then, they looked at the stone statue with more and more awe, and they shouted in unison:

"Mars!"

"Mars!"

"Mars!"

…

In the northern part of the ring continent, in the dense forest sea, a forest fire is spreading rapidly, and thick black smoke rises along with the fire.

The animals in the forest fled in fear.

In a certain elf tribe, a large group of slender and muscular primitive elves guarded the tribe's fence with pale faces, desperately watching the mountain fire in front of them getting closer and closer.

Some elves were dragging rucksacks made of animal skins or grass leaves, but they were reluctant to leave.

Suddenly, several elves cried bitterly and ran to the foot of the stone statue next to the tribe, threw themselves on the "robe" of the statue that was full of wind and rain marks, and chanted prayers.

"Omnipotent Artemis, please save our home!"

Next to them, the other elves looked at this scene blankly. Amidst the shouts of the clan leader, they began to drag their bags, lined up, and slowly left in the distance.

They have to go, otherwise when the wildfire burns close to them, the thick smoke will take away their lives.

And at this moment, a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and the huge mysterious stone statue suddenly swayed with a strange halo, covering the whole body with white light, releasing a sacred aura.

Then, a heavy rain suddenly fell, extinguishing the blazing mountain fire.
Chapter completed!