Faith for a Beautiful Heaven

For Imhotep, it wasn't that he lacked suitable methods. It was just that those methods belonged to Yinsen, and he didn't dare make decisions on his own.

Yinsen stroked his chin. It wasn't that he was reluctant to share cultivation methods.

The humans of the Starship Troopers world were just ordinary people. Even if he gave them some cultivation methods, it wouldn't instantly turn the Federation into a high-magic planet.

What he was considering was whether there was any need for him to do so.

In Yinsen's view, Starship Troopers would make a fine logistical base world, as well as a good port. It would be convenient for them to manufacture whatever equipment they needed and purchase supplies.

All of that could be handled through Cherry Military Industries. He didn't seem to need to separately cultivate a group of believers with extraordinary Combat Power.

But from another angle, these believers could still provide a steady supply of Power of Faith. After Yinsen adjusted and converted it, that power could become Holy Light Energy and be stored in the Holy Light Cross, allowing the Small World within the cross to continue growing.

"Or perhaps I should simply upgrade this Small World into a true heaven? Let the souls of sufficiently devout believers enter it after death and become angels?"

He still remembered the million-strong Angel Army he had envisioned years ago. Yet even condensing mindless angel soldiers purely from energy required a vast amount of Holy Light Energy. After all these years, draining every last bit of Holy Light from that Small World would only be enough to put together a squad for Marvin.

Any more than that would easily damage the foundation of the Small World. He would never do such a thing.

If countless believers supported it, the Small