Light, darkness, and cold—somehow, I felt like I was becoming a regular at these three churches.
I'd been worried that I didn't have enough storage containers, but after a trip to the Cold Church, that concern was taken care of, too.
As you'd expect from the Church of Storage, its containers were all top-notch...
The Luck Church's kingdom, meanwhile, had been completely deserted, as if everyone had migrated away.
Still, they'd left a few things behind.
A "compass needle" seemed to point in the same direction forever.
The explanation given by "Secret Origin" when it analyzed the item was that it always pointed toward the Tree of the World Center.
The War Church still had a foothold on Zhuoyu Continent.
Lu Cang went to help them safeguard their things, too. Every action he took was exactly as the prophecy had foretold.
At most, he was a few seconds early or late.
There was no way to be precise down to the second.
For one thing,
even just while traveling, his thoughts were bound to differ.
He certainly wouldn't think through the same things again in reality after having considered them during the simulation.
And as it happened, reality did unfold differently.
This time, Lu Cang had first gone to devour those cults in the Inner World, gaining an extra twenty-four hours of simulation and a slight increase in strength.
By three in the morning, Lu Cang had finished safeguarding every last church.
Once everything was done, Lu Cang went to the coast of Zhuoyu Continent.
He looked back and felt a pang of melancholy.
"Sigh..."
It had been easy enough to do, and he'd had one reason after another to convince himself.
But after actually doing all of it,
he couldn't help feeling a multitude of emotions.
He knew