Overgod Ascension

"It turns out that our proprietor should have returned long ago, but he encountered another big business and had to overdue..."

After a while, Xiang Zhitian put down the letter and stood up to salute Wu Ming: "Thank you so much, my friend, for bringing the letter. According to what our host said, the guest seems to be an expatriate living in the West?"

"Exactly..."

This is the identity Wu Ming forged for himself, an Easterner who lives in the Western world and has just recently returned to the Dachang Empire.

"My surname is Wu Mingming. Don't be too polite, shopkeeper."

"That's good, that's good!"

The shopkeeper responded with a smile, and then said: "Originally, our proprietor asked our firm to act as a guarantee to obtain a foreign guide for you, Mr. Wu. It was just a piece of cake, but recently we have been in some trouble!"

"Huh? What's the trouble?"

Unexpectedly, things have changed at this point. Wu Ming raised the corner of his mouth and asked with a hint of curiosity.

"Sigh... Not recently, a group of Western exiles have been roaming around the port. They have committed many crimes and their methods are extremely cruel, causing an uproar... For public security reasons, the entire reclamation group has strict orders to increase the number of people on all sea routes. The inspection of merchants, especially Western merchants, and the approval of issuance of documents such as road guides are also much stricter..."

This was a new situation after Zhang Fan went to sea, and Wu Ming naturally didn't know much about it.

"I see!"

Wu Ming nodded: "This is a bit troublesome!"

The Dachang Empire was a country with very strict management. There was no road guide, which meant a series of troubles.

First of all, there is no need to talk about accommodation. Wu Ming is very concerned about the collection of books in various places, as well as the Extraordinary Academy, etc., all have requirements for those who enter.

Although with his methods, he can run rampantly and hide it from mortals with a little use of his methods, he will always leave traces. Facing the eight main gods and the huge system of gods under them, Wu Ming doesn't have much confidence at all. was discovered.

After all, among the main gods of the Dachang Empire, there is someone suspected of being Da Luo!

If it were an ordinary person, it would be difficult to move without a road guide after leaving the New Territories Port.

And blindly relying on force is even more undesirable. Now Wu Ming pretends to be an ordinary person, but is restricted by secular power. Once he shows strength above level six, he will be replaced by a bunch of true gods staring at him all day long.

Maybe, in the end, even the Eight Lord Gods who have hidden themselves deeply will be forced to come out.

"I'm really sorry that I couldn't help Mr. Wu this time..."

After a while, the shopkeeper personally sent Wu Ming out of the store with an apologetic smile on his face. He originally wanted to give some gifts or something, but how could Wu Ming like this? Naturally he declined politely.

…

"A small trading house will naturally not be able to obtain a road guide when the security measures are strict, but the same cannot be said for other forces..."

Wu Ming left the Sihai Trading Company and wandered aimlessly on the streets, thinking silently in his heart: "First read all the books in the port. If it doesn't work, I can only risk going deep into the empire..."

For this pantheon of gods with temples in every city and divine power monitoring networks throughout the empire, Wu Ming really didn't have much confidence that he could attack multiple times without being exposed.

The more I understand about the Dachang Empire, the more I understand how terrifying and unfathomable this empire is.

Not long after we walked, the sun gradually rose to the heights, and the business of many restaurants and bars was at its best.

Wu Ming casually walked into a restaurant, tossed out a silver five-baht, and was immediately treated as a distinguished guest and invited to a special room.

The common currency used by the Dachang Empire was still gold and silver, but there was a slight difference. In addition to copper coins, there were also a large number of gold and silver bahts, which were about the same size as copper coins, but their value was much higher. .

The Dachang Empire in this world is rich in resources, and has discovered several large gold and silver mines in its colonies. There is still no shortage of precious metals.

And after the gold and five bahts, there are all kinds of bills, with divine power rippling on them, and guaranteed by the true god, so the credibility is naturally very high.

Wu Ming was sitting on a country, and after getting the money sample from Zhang Fan, he naturally prepared a batch of spares.

"Your Majesty, you don't know what you want to eat?"

The waiter asked quickly with a sheep's belly towel draped on his shoulders.

Due to the port, the seafood in this restaurant is quite cheap, and there are many treasures among them.

"First tear up a chicken, then stir-fry a few side dishes... Bring a pot of wine, and ask for the best."

Although this body no longer needs food to replenish energy, Wu Ming did not let go of his craving for food, and immediately said with a smile.

"okay!"

The waiter went down quickly, and not long after, he brought a wooden tray, placed several side dishes one by one, and poured a full glass of wine for Wu Ming: "Please use it slowly!"

The aroma of the food and wine was fragrant. Several vegetables were stir-fried with chicken offal, exuding a unique aroma. The wine was as rich as amber, and it seemed like you could pick out the strands with chopsticks.

Wu Ming took a few sips and couldn't help but praise it secretly.

At least, the skills of this chef are not inferior to those of several chefs in Prince William's Palace.

At this time, the first floor of the restaurant slowly became noisy, and the sound became louder and louder.

Many dock workers wearing only short coats or simply shirtless poured in like a tide, filling rice with various large bowls.

The staple food is snow-white rice, with salted fish as a side dish, and a bowl of soup with a lot of oil floating on it. Compared to the coolies of the Great Zhou World, this meal is indeed quite good.

Even under the rule of Wu Pheasant, he could have three meals a day, including white rice, fish and meat, which was a treatment only given to landlords.

A wise man can tell autumn by looking at a leaf. Just by looking at this situation, Wu Ming knew that the prosperity and wealth of the Dachang Empire far exceeded that of the Great Zhou world.

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After coming out of the restaurant, Wu Ming walked slowly along the street and came to the edge of the port.

The flow of people here is gradually sparse, and the fields in the distance can be vaguely seen, which is full of a rural atmosphere.

But in mid-air, there was another clear spiritual light, with the majesty of a god, attracting Wu Ming's attention.

"I didn't expect to see a shrine in this suburb."

Wu Ming became interested and came to the front of the shrine.

The temple is not big and not very grand, but the mottled plaques are spotless and have a bit of antique charm, which seems to tell the story of its long history.

"Xuandu Jiutian Zhaoling Tongyuan Zhenjun?"

Wu Ming murmured and recited the name of the god.

Generally speaking, in the Dachang Empire, most of the Shinto lords who were ranked below the true gods were at the fifth level.

The gods at this stage, like Earth Immortals and other fifth-level beings, have the power of a domain and can form a world of their own.

Within the radiation range of the field, believers can be given blessings and even magic-like spells - only when they reach the level of true gods can believers be given complete magical spells.

And such gods are called earth gods in the Dachang Empire - after all, they can only show their power in a certain area, and there are restrictions.

When the Earth Demon took another step forward and became a true god, his power was turned upside down.

In the entire Dachang Empire, there are countless types of mountain gods, land gods, lords, etc., but the number of true gods is relatively small, with a proportion of almost one percent. This shows how difficult it is to advance to Shinto!

"Just right, around level five, neither above nor below..."

Wu Ming smiled and walked in directly from the front door.

Buzz!

With his keen perception, he could immediately discover that after walking through the main entrance, he seemed to have entered an invisible barrier, separating everything in the temple from the outside.

"After all, True Lord Xuandu is an earthly being and has a domain. At critical moments, it is not impossible to turn the entire temple into his temporary divine kingdom..."

For any true god, or even an earthly god, the temple is their indestructible fortress.

Relying on the temple as a stronghold and faith as a link, a "divine power network" throughout the Dachang Empire was formed, with the eight main gods as its core.

Under such a strict system, there is really a god with a clear head and no trace can be hidden.

"Are you here to offer incense? Please come this way!"

A temple priest walked out and gave a slight salute. He neither seemed domineering nor groveling.

After washing his hands, Wu Ming took the incense and came to the main hall of the temple.

The tributes on the desk were colorful, and many cigarettes were lingering. On the altar, an elderly-looking god stood out, with wide sleeves and loose belt, a gentle expression, and a kind look in his eyes.

As a god, as long as he is not a god of death, murder, military god, etc., he naturally needs to portray an image that is amiable and approachable, so that it is easier to attract pilgrims.

Of course, Wu Ming didn't see it this way.

Amidst the smoke, he opened his eyes, and suddenly he could see green in front of him.

The rich green energy gathered, hovered on the statue, and then broke into the void. I don't know where it went. The green here is the real inner luck. The pure green energy is extraordinary.

"It's indeed level five!"

When Wu Ming saw it, he immediately felt confident, threw a gold and five baht to the temple, and strode away.

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"In the Dachang Empire's divine power network, the True God can only focus on monitoring major cities. In other places, the majority are only people like True Lord Xuandu..."

After visiting it again, Wu Ming also had a little understanding of the Eastern God System.

"As long as we find the right method, it's not without loopholes, but it requires a lot of foundation and experimentation - I need data, a lot of data! This requirement... I'm afraid only the Federation can satisfy me."

Although Shinto was prosperous in the Dachang Empire, it was not the only Shinto.

In fact, Shinto is a carrot and a pitfall, and advanced disasters, unless you have good character and luck, it is still difficult to get ahead.

What is truly closely related to the lives of ordinary people are the various extraordinary professions.

For example, in the Seven Swords Academy, those who can truly start the practice of sword energy can advance to become swordsmen. Such talents will be attracted and treated well no matter where they are.

The extraordinary people united and formed a loose and large guild. This was the prototype of the Federation.