So Brave?

Looking at the introduction behind the Technique Transmission Tower, Yang Fan could not help but laugh.

150,000 Faith Points was not expensive, but for ordinary people, it was definitely no small investment.

The important thing was that this kind of building produced nothing. Aside from wealthy family heirs, ordinary people simply would not buy it.

No wonder the merchant did not provide customer service. They had probably been driven mad by regretful buyers.

Yang Fan did not care about that. To him now, 150,000 Faith Points was nothing at all.

With a sweep of his hand, Yang Fan directly bought five Technique Transmission Towers and placed one in each major city.

He then loaded two sets of inheritances and issued a divine decree.

"All believers may study the methods within and choose whichever they are best suited to cultivate."

The believers in the Divine Kingdom were no different from people. Everyone had their own specialties, and letting believers choose through the Technique Transmission Tower would be more valuable in the long run than using a divine decree to forcibly instill knowledge into them.

Yang Fan had long since decided on the development path for his Divine Kingdom: combining immortal cultivation and martial cultivation.

During his time browsing the Gods' Forum, Yang Fan had discovered that he was not the only one with this idea. Quite a few Gods had taken this path of fusion.

If the believers in his Divine Kingdom included both immortal cultivators capable of soaring through the skies and striking without equal, as well as martial cultivators who forged their bodies into sainthood and possessed invincible defenses, the army they formed would become even more powerful—absolutely unbeatable among those of the same rank.

Such a choice would require more time and resources, however. Its development would be too slow, and he might even be left behind by others.

But Yang Fan was different. With his Evolution Talent, time was the one thing his Divine Kingdom lacked least. Comprehensive development was the best choice.

Still, some things were better done quietly. There was no need to announce them.

After finishing all this, Yang Fan noticed that the believers in his Divine Kingdom had already begun choosing their methods. Some had even switched cultivation techniques.

There were believers cultivating both the Five-Element Foundation-Nourishing Art and the Indestructible Vajra Art.

Sensing the changes in his Divine Kingdom, Yang Fan murmured, "It seems my Divine Kingdom is more suited to the Immortal Cultivation Path."

He could sense that the number of people cultivating the Five-Element Foundation-Nourishing Art far exceeded those cultivating the Indestructible Vajra Art. This meant that the believers in his Divine Kingdom had greater talent for immortal cultivation.

Yang Fan did not mind. With such a massive population base, martial cultivation geniuses would inevitably emerge.

Not only that, Yang Fan had ambitions of his own. If he broke through to become a Demigod in the future, and his Divine Kingdom's territory and population grew large enough, he might even establish another nation centered on machinery.

How could a mechanical path capable of standing alongside immortal cultivation and martial cultivation be simple?

After all, the entire Virtual World was currently operated by Artificial Lifeforms from the Mechanical Divine Kingdom!

However, the investment required for the mechanical path far exceeded that of immortal cultivation and martial cultivation. From the scattered remarks on the Gods' Forum, Yang Fan knew that he was not yet qualified to explore it.

Yang Fan then entered the Virtual World and began researching the Divine Kingdom Simulation Battle.

His recent life had been quite fulfilling, and the geniuses in the chat group rarely discussed this topic, so he had never tried it.

If Luo Chengfeng had not reminded him today, Yang Fan still would not have planned to participate in a Divine Kingdom Simulation Battle anytime soon.

Yang Fan tapped open the Divine Kingdom Simulation Battle section with his right hand.

Federal citizen: Yang Fan; identity: Divine Lifeform; current points: 0; current win rate: 0.

Yang County Divine Lifeform rankings. Expand?

"Expand." Yang Fan tapped lightly.

Rank 1: Li Mingyuan, points win rate 64.2%.

Rank 2: Yang Yuanhao, points win rate 63.4%.

Rank 3...

Yang Fan kept scrolling down the rankings, only to find that he did not recognize a single name.

Rank 10,000: XXX, points win rate 51.1%.

Yang Fan looked utterly confused. "Who are these people? I'm already part of Yang County's small circle of geniuses, more or less. How come I don't recognize a single one?"

There were a total of ten thousand people displayed on this ranking. Forget himself—what about Luo Bing and Li Tianheng?

Could it be that, like him, they had not participated in the Divine Kingdom Simulation Battle either?

Believing that humbly seeking guidance and never being ashamed to ask questions were good virtues, Yang Fan opened the Genius Chat Group.

"Big shots, I just took a look at the Divine Kingdom Simulation Battle. How come I didn't see any of your names?" Doge emoji for self-preservation. Yang Fan typed the message and sent it.

Before long, a series of notification sounds rang out in the group.

"???"

"So brave. What do you mean?"

"It's this chatterbox again. Why do you have so many questions? And is that even something you should ask in the group?"

"Hahaha, if I didn't know a little about you, I'd think you were mocking our two group leaders!"

"Brother Yang, some things shouldn't be said by me, but I think you'd be better off talking less."

"Thanks for livening things up, but that was way too aggressive. Hurry up and retract it."

Seeing more than a dozen messages appear in an instant, Yang Fan froze. Still, he heeded their advice and retracted his question.

Just then, Li Shuhao sent him a private message. "Brother Yang, what you said is too easy to misunderstand."

"..."

"Send me your coordinates. Let's talk face-to-face."

Yang Fan had barely sent over his coordinates when Li Shuhao arrived.

"Why were you asking about the Divine Kingdom Simulation Battle?" Li Shuhao asked.

"I was curious. Luo Bing and Li Tianheng are both so strong, so why didn't I see their names?" Yang Fan explained.

"Do you know how many people live in Yang County? No fewer than one billion, and ninety percent of them are Divine Lifeforms.

We awakened our Divine Kingdoms less than half a year ago, while some Divine Lifeforms have already lived for over four hundred years.

We may be geniuses, sure, but we still need time to develop. Those old geezers' Divine Kingdoms have already evolved through thousands of generations. How are you supposed to compete with them?" Li Shuhao rolled his eyes dramatically.

"I see." Yang Fan looked a little embarrassed. He had been so immersed in communicating with those genius classmates lately that he had forgotten how small and young their circle was.

They were only twenty years old. Their Divine Kingdoms had not even been developing for a full year.

"Over the years, few graduates from Yang County No. 1 High School have managed to enter the top ten thousand. It takes several years for one such monster to appear. Once they succeed, they can directly take the special admissions route and have a chance to enter either of the Federation's two top academies.

I heard from a friend that Luo Bing is working toward exactly that. You suddenly blurted that out in the group—weren't you afraid of making enemies?"

Li Shuhao complained wildly. He did not even know whether Yang Fan had low emotional intelligence or low intelligence in general.

Yang Fan immediately typed out a reply. "I'm inexperienced and meant no offense. Please don't take it to heart, big shots."

Just then, Luo Mingxuan suddenly popped up.

"You country bumpkin, don't embarrass my Luo Family. Your name isn't even in the top thousand of our internal family rankings. You useless trash."

Even with Yang Fan's good temper, his face darkened when he saw that.

This was no longer veiled mockery. Luo Mingxuan was directly throwing it in his face.

"Just you wait!" Yang Fan's gaze turned cold.