"Thank you, Lord God! Congratulations, Lord God!"

By the river, Zuo Qiuyue and the others were prostrating themselves on the ground. The dragon horse next to them swung their tails and looked up.

Just like when he came, Wang Hui turned into a beam of light and rose high, then disappeared into the depths of the night sky a moment later.

Also seeing this scene were the Huyan cavalry who rushed their horses to flee in panic.

"He is indeed a real god..."

Huyan Qingbai twitched the reins and stretched his neck to stare at the position where Wang Hui left.

He is the deputy of the bald man. He is nicknamed "Eagle Eye" among the Huyan clan because of his extraordinary eyesight.

Seeing that Wang Hui did not pursue him, Hu Yan Qingbai breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt doubtful.

"That guy's body seems to have become much more transparent... Could it be that he is weak?"

While he was thinking about it, he saw many companions gathering in this direction, gathered his thoughts and whistled.

Not long after, the team was reorganized.

Someone bravely suggested: "Master Qingbai! That god probably didn't stay. If we go back now, we will definitely be able to catch Zuo Qiuyue..."

"no!"

Huyan Qingbai waved his hands decisively and said in a deep voice:

"We still don't know the details of God, and the dragon-horse monster alone is difficult to deal with!

Return to the clan first and report this matter to Young Master Gui and the leader!"

…

Buzz——

In his small courtyard, Wang Hui's body shook slightly and his consciousness returned.

On the side of the metal countertop under the glass cover, an inconspicuous display screen lit up, revealing a logo with a black and white Pisces pattern, and a few lines of small words next to it.

"Phew, this blind box is really worth buying..."

Wang Hui breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes bright.

When he accidentally landed in the miniature world, his focus was on the time difference between the two worlds.

A minute outside is a day inside, which is tantamount to greatly increasing the survival time of Wang Hui, who is terminally ill!

Obtaining the inherited sacred object [Yin Yang Fish] gave him more initiative.

Looking down, the words on the display came into view.

[Essence: a special substance produced by vitality and soul power. The more frequent the biological activities in the micro world, the more sesame that can be produced.

Note 1: Only by possessing the inherited sacred objects can you perfectly absorb the source material. If the source material is accumulated without harvesting for a long time, it will condense into source material crystals and scatter everywhere.

Note 2: Inherited sacred objects will consume the essence. When the essence in the user's body is exhausted and is not replenished, damage will occur.】

[Currently available source of quality: d-37%]

"Using the yin-yang fish to fuse the lizard and the horse is consuming the power of my body?"

Wang Hui clenched his fingers. He did feel more tired than before, but he didn't know exactly how much he had consumed.

After all, he was terminally ill and in a very bad condition.

But with the inherited holy relics, the essence produced by all the creatures in the miniature world will be harvested by him!

Following the instructions on the display screen, Wang Hui reached out and pressed on the pattern of [Yin Yang Fish].

Suddenly the situation inside the glass cover suddenly changed!

The wisps of translucent gas that were originally floating above the clouds quickly evaporated and dissipated.

And Wang Hui's tired face became rosy and energetic at a speed visible to the naked eye!

At the same time, the miniature world.

In the large tent of the leader of the Huyan clan, Huyan Qingbai, who had escaped, was kneeling on the ground, panting and reporting what happened last night.

"...You said that Zuo Qiuyue has been recognized as the inherited sacred object and summoned gods to descend from the sky?"

A young man dressed in cowhide clothing had a changing expression and was pacing back and forth in the tent.

Hu Yangui, the best among the younger generation of the clan, is also the recognized heir to the position of leader!

In fact, most of the affairs of the Huyan family have been taken over by him, and there is only a formality left before the actual succession.

Hu Yangui came up with the plan to instigate the Nalan clan to attack the Zuoqiu clan's mission last night.

This was supposed to be a glorious deed before he took over the clan, so how could he have expected such an incident to happen suddenly?

Not only did he fail to grab the inherited sacred object, but he was also stole the show by Zuoqiu's little girl!

The cavalrymen who returned from defeat seemed to have lost their souls. The random rumors made the people in the tribe panic, which is simply hateful!

"Whether he is a real god or not, I can't tell until I meet him! Now..."

Hu Yangui stopped, stared at the kneeling Hu Yan Qingbai and said coldly:

"Go and shut up all those idiots who are talking nonsense! If anyone dares to confuse the public with their lies, you will chop off his head with your own hands!"

"…yes!"

Huyan Qingbai felt a chill run down his spine.

I was originally hesitant to talk about the specific performance of that god.

But seeing how angry Young Master Gui was, he didn't dare to say anything and quickly got up and left the tent.

At this time, Hu Yangui turned his head and looked at the tent window, where an old man with gray hair and beard was sitting diagonally.

The leather armor on his body is extremely old, and the shocking scars are full of the flavor of time.

"Father, what are you looking at?"

"Ah, I see the clouds are changing, like the snow at the beginning of spring, which melts without paying attention..."

The old leader looked at the night sky with his cloudy eyes and murmured indistinctly.

Hearing this, Hu Yangui also squinted at the clouds in the sky outside the window, but found nothing.

My father is old, and Huyan's future falls on his shoulders.

…

"Ha, comfortable!"

Outside the glass cover, Wang Hui couldn't help but stretch his body as if it was raining after a long drought.

Ever since the symptoms of ALS began to show up, he hasn't felt this full of energy for a long time!

Looking at the value of [Current Available Source Material], it quietly changed to d-92%.

"D should be the life level. I wonder what will happen if the source quality is raised to 100%?"

Wang Hui's gaze turned to the glass cover.

It was already the afternoon of the next day in the miniature world, and the clouds could be seen clearly, and the strands of translucent source matter seemed to have been absorbed by him.

"None of the three clans have the ability to use the yin-yang fish. No one has collected the source material for hundreds of years. It is estimated that most of it has turned into crystals and scattered..."

Wang Hui withdrew his hand without hesitation and squinted around the glass cover to observe.

Two meters long and one and a half meters wide.

The area of ​​three square meters is divided into three parts by the "y" shaped Shinagawa River.

Based on a rough estimate of the size ratio of the creatures inside, this miniature world is about the size of three ordinary prefecture-level cities in real life proportions.

But because the population density is low and there is no advanced transportation, the world is quite vast for micro-residents.

Even if you ride the strongest horse, you can't finish it in a day and a night!

"We still don't know what the source material crystal looks like. It may have fallen to the bottom of the river and been buried underground. It's unrealistic for me to just use a magnifying glass to find it..."

Wang Hui held his chin and thought about it.

Although he can project into the miniature world, he is not an omnipotent god after all.

The search work may need to be done by those little humans!

Looking inside the glass dome, you can have a panoramic view of the three territories of the three clans with different terrains.
Chapter completed!