Doomsday courtyard begins to survive by planting pea shooters

If the giant continent is a piece of cake, then now, this piece of cake has been bitten hard by Xiao Jian.

Of course, the above is just a metaphor.

If calculated according to the real proportion, then the giant continent is far more than "a piece of cake", and the bite that Xiao Jian "bite" is just a taste... Let alone the meat, he only ate some fur.

But having said that, this is a landmark event.

Originally, the whole was round, and because it was too huge, the arc was almost invisible at the junction of the giant continent and the fog.

But now, this piece of land close to the fortress town suddenly lacked a large piece!

If it weren't for the difference in shape, it really looked like someone had cut off a piece of cake.

"...This, what is this?"

The little giant Franco looked at the scene of the real eye in front of him with a dull face.

In just one sentence, the earth was cut open!

And he could clearly feel that he had an inexplicable relationship with the cut land.

And for some reason, this cutting also brought an indescribable sense of loneliness to the little giant Franco.

It was as if the whole world had left him, and he would be isolated by everyone in an invisible corner to fend for himself.

But this feeling did not last long.

Soon the cut land was incorporated into the fortress town, and the border began to merge with the fortress town rapidly.

Now, the land related to the little giant Franco became part of the fortress town, as if it was embedded in the giant continent like a horn.

After the fusion began, the loneliness in the heart of the little giant Franco was quickly dispelled, and replaced by a full, inexpressible emotion.

"..." The panic on the face of the little giant Franco disappeared, and he knelt on the ground and closed his eyes, silently feeling the silent touch.

However, for Xiao Jian, who caused all this, he was not moved at all.

There was only a hint of realization in his eyes.

"As expected..."

At this moment, the knowledge accumulated by Xiao Jian all along blossomed and bore fruit.

Before, Xiao Jian had always suspected that the world fragments and the people living on them were interdependent.

For example, the "Lighthouse World" that he first saw was full of souls but had long been dead. Without the anchor of the owner, it could only be eaten away by the fog little by little.

The most typical example is the "Windmill World".

The indigenous people here were originally those green-skinned laborers, but later those green-skinned people were accidentally cleared out by the zombies released by Xiao Jian.

So, the "Windmill World" at that time also fell into a death spiral, and it didn't take long for the fog to swallow up the land that had no owner.

The subsequent immigration of the survivors did not completely solve the problem caused by the lack of "owners" on that piece of land.

But after a period of settlement, especially after farming and construction, that piece of land began to recognize the survivors as "owners".

After several counterattacks, that is, after refreshing the zombies, the fog determined that the "windmill world" had no hope of being swallowed, so it stopped.

This time, the interdependent relationship between people and world fragments can be basically determined.

And why can Xiao Jian split the giant continent with just one sentence and eventually become part of the fortress town?

This is also related to people's hearts.

Through the research of Shao Youxian and others, it was found that the more the new immigrants identify with the fortress town, the more willing they are to actively participate in the various tasks assigned by the fortress town, and the faster and better the fusion of their world fragments with the fortress town will be completed.

So no matter what the underlying mechanism of this fusion is, it will eventually be attributed to the influence of "people".

Or to put it another way, that is... identification.

Just like the holy beast card conversion array set up by the old liar.

Just like the appearance of the [faith] characteristic requires the choice of believing in a certain qualified existence from the bottom of your heart.

Subjective identification has become a very important thing in this doomsday.

Finally, let's look at the little giant Franco.

First of all, he does not have the [faith] characteristic.

Secondly, he was deeply hurt by his own god.

This caused his identity foundation to be shaken.

Then Xiao Jian used [Resurrection] to help them wash away the [host] of "Sikamoya Hela", and finally allowed them to integrate into the fortress town and gave them a lot of preferential treatment.

All of this had a positive impact on the little giant Franco.

So in the end, when Xiao Jian asked that sentence, the little giant Franco decided to agree without thinking.

And with his identity change, some rules in the dark were also touched, which led to the shocking "incorporation".

The whole thing is not complicated, the only difficulty is that you really dare to think so and have the ability to do so.

"Boom..."

"Ka..."

Just when the little giant Franco was confused, the huge crack on the land completely disconnected it from the giant continent.

On the contrary, this land is tightly connected to the fortress town, as if the fortress town is the part where it should exist.

"Success!"

"Yahoo--"

Cheers came from afar.

Xiao Jian turned around and waved at everyone, then took out the rock resource card and built a new defense tower on the "horn" that had just been integrated into the fortress town and deeply embedded in the giant continent.

How to prove that Xiao Jian occupied this land?

Building a house should be a good choice.

Of course, from experience, farming may be a more practical option.

Xiao Jian took the little giant Franco to the defense tower, and then looked into the distance and waited silently.

"What are we... waiting for?" The little giant Franco asked puzzledly.

"Waiting for changes." Xiao Jian replied, "Since I have the ability to cut off the land directly, then those cardinals have to start betting on whether my ability has any limitations, or whether the limitations are big."

Xiao Jian showed a smile on his face: "The best result is of course that my ability is one-time, and I can only cut off such a small amount. Considering the size of this continent, the loss of such a small amount of land is actually nothing."

"But the question is... do they really dare to bet? If my ability can be repeated continuously, every second they delay, their continent will lose a little bit of land."

"I want to see how long they can hold on."

At this point, Xiao Jian shut up. But he actually had a lot to say next.

Because he wanted to use this time to test the cardinals' decisiveness.

If they really realize the seriousness of the matter, they must take action immediately, and they must not bet that Xiao Jian's ability is only once.

After all, authority will not disappear after it is used up, it's just a matter of how long it cools down.

But the problem is that Xiao Jian didn't plunder the land by power, but by knowledge...

This is a question for Xiao Jian to think about, a question for decision.

However, the answer they gave to this question was not beautiful - until Xiao Jian was given a box lunch, the cardinals still didn't come up with any effective solution.

They didn't even send the awakeners, but just called a few knights to stare at this place from a distance... As long as there was a little movement, the group of paladins would flee back quickly like frightened rabbits.

A few hours later, Xiao Jian's patience was finally exhausted.

"... How did these people become cardinals with indecisiveness and low IQ?" Xiao Jian asked puzzledly, "Do they really dare to bet that I have no way?"

"I don't know anything else, but I am deeply touched by the incompetence of the cardinals." The little giant Franco agreed.

"Franco!" Xiao Jian suddenly turned his head and asked.

"God, please give me your orders." Little Giant Franco became more respectful.

"I want the land in front too. Please choose to join us." Xiao Jian whispered.

"Yes, as you wish." Little Giant Franco agreed verbally.

Then...

"Boom boom boom..."

The earth began to tremble again!

Countless cracks began to form around the defense tower, and eventually spread far and wide...

If Xiao Jian succeeded this time, the area eaten by this "second bite" would be much larger than the "first bite"!

Seeing that the surrounding land actually started the merging process again, Xiao Jian couldn't help but whistled and looked at Little Giant Franco in surprise.

"... I say Franco, you must have been a prince before, right?" Xiao Jian asked.

"Ah? Why do you say that?" Little Giant Franco was stunned.

"This land is so big, and the population is so large... but your recognition is so effective! I thought that this time I could only break off some residues, but I didn't expect that this time I broke the aorta!"

"...Ah?"

The little giant Franco was confused and didn't understand what Xiao Jian was saying at all.

But it didn't matter anymore, because Xiao Jian was in a very good mood.

Judging from the feedback, the little giant Franco is indeed an aboriginal, and an aboriginal with a very noble status and a very high degree of world recognition.

Only in this way can he nod twice and let large tracts of land be incorporated into the fortress town.

...

In the distance, in another church.

More than a dozen cardinals gathered together, but no one said a word, and everyone's face was gloomy.

At this time, the ground under their feet was shaking slightly-this was the aftermath of the new land being incorporated into the fortress town.

"It started again. I told you it wouldn't work, but it started again..." A paladin muttered in fear, praying to the "Great Will" while muttering.

His panicked behavior led several other paladins to pray silently.

However, his prayers did not work at all. Instead, the vibration frequency of the ground under his feet began to gradually increase!

"Bang!!"

"Shut up!!"

Suddenly, a young archbishop with blond hair and a very handsome face slammed the table hard and shouted at the shrinking paladins.

"..."

In an instant, the whole church was quiet.

All the paladins were silent and dared not make any sound. Even if they prayed to the Great Will, they could only pray silently in their hearts.

"Okay, don't be so angry. Everyone is praying to the Great Will. Doesn't this show that everyone's faith is pious enough!"

The white-bearded cardinal began to persuade.

See, the old ones are still the best - the same thing changed from a different angle, from "the paladins' weak will to resist" to "the paladins' extremely firm faith".

It was just a change in rhetoric, but it made people's perceptions change dramatically.

"Piety is good, piety is a good thing." A chubby cardinal next to him tried to smooth things over.

"Humph!" The blond cardinal groaned and sat back in his chair, his face full of "I'm angry".

Some young cardinals also had such expressions on their faces.

But apart from these young people, other older cardinals were much calmer, and each of them acted as if it was nothing.

Unfortunately, their sweaty palms would not lie.

"... Ladies and gentlemen, have you reached a conclusion? Is the authority of that god really swallowed by the land?" In the end, the white-bearded cardinal stood up and continued to preside over the meeting.

"Do I need to ask this? This is the second time!" The blond cardinal was very excited. "After the first swallowing, we should have launched an attack immediately, defeated the false god with one blow, and then drove them back to their own land!"

Emotionally, the blond cardinal was no more radical than him. But judging from what he said, he was not so radical, and even a little conservative.

You know, there are so many "secret realms" swallowed by the giant continent.

Now they are only satisfied with "driving them back to their own land"?

I have to say, the more I think about this, the more ironic it feels.

"But who will go? Are you going?" asked the white-bearded cardinal.

As soon as this was said, the blond cardinal was silent.

After all, they had chosen to attack before. At least when the fortress town turned around and began to seek "boarding" the giant continent, their reaction was not like this now.

At that time, they organized troops to fight back.

As for the result... it's better not to mention it.

Under the premise of knowing that they can't win, should they continue to consume their strength? Or should they wait until the other party shows its true ability before responding selectively?

Obviously, the cardinals chose the latter, which seemed wise.

As for the result...

Of course, Xiao Jian took away a large piece of land again.

"My colleagues, compatriots... This can't go on." Seeing that no one spoke, the white-bearded cardinal finally stood up, "So, wake up the gods."

"..."

As soon as these words came out, there was a complete silence.

The effect was even more exaggerated than the previous blond cardinal's slamming of the table.

"But..."

"There is no but, the other party has proved that He is a real, powerful, and sober god."

"Mortals like us cannot compete with gods."

"The only one who can check and balance gods is another god!"

"..."