To gather more followers, Chen Shouyi stayed in the Otherworld for another four days.
He ran across every Small Island there. On average, he used Giant Transformation more than ten times a day, scaring countless barbarians out of their wits until they surrendered at the first sign of trouble. If he hadn't extravagantly replenished his energy with Demigod Meat, he probably wouldn't have been able to keep it up.
But all that hard work had brought tremendous rewards.
His followers had now surged to an astonishing sixty thousand, nearly fifty times what they had been before.
Truthfully, he had always felt an instinctive resistance to building up a following. He could never muster much enthusiasm for it. Perhaps it was because of what he had read, learned, and absorbed from those around him, but he always felt as though he were starting some kind of cult.
But what could he do? Faith Value was just too useful.
Whether it was the godlike state that tripled his thinking speed or improving his talents, both required a tremendous amount of Faith Value.
Chen Shouyi could only pinch his nose and do it reluctantly.
Fortunately, he probably wouldn't have to worry about Faith Value anymore.
Chen Shouyi stepped out of the Space Channel and passed through a succession of iron doors.
It was broad daylight in the Otherworld, but nighttime on Earth.
Seeing the ruins stretching as far as the eye could see outside, he couldn't help pausing and letting out a sigh before hurrying away.
After emerging from the channel, he traveled nonstop. By daybreak, he had finally reached Hedong.
Looking at the city as it gradually recovered from the wounds of war, Chen Shouyi felt his expression ease. The gloom in his heart completely lifted.
No one was home.
Chen Shouyi