The dominant entity of World 121 was undoubtedly a planet, consisting of three major continents and nurous islands.
The largest continent was located in the southern hemisphere, where Budha Ali and Ideal Country were situated in the south and north, respectively.
The second largest continent was in the northern hemisphere. Here, White Forest Country was the absolute ruler, occupying the southeast part of the continent and facing the Ideal Country across the sea, leaving only the cold northwestern lands and so surrounding islands to the smaller nations.
The third continent was on the other side of the planet and had remained unknown for a long period, possessing a completely different culture, faith, and survival logic.
Here, death was seen as a part of life, where being alive was viewed as akin to the larval stage; death represented the tamorphosis into a pupa, and only after dying and becoming Undead did one truly transform.
Logically, Budha Ali and Ideal Country, being on the sa continent, should have been archenemies—and indeed, they were. However, the most intense wars took place between Ideal Country and White Forest Country, which faced each other across the sea.
And as for the country nad Kai Kingdom, established in the waters between Ideal Country and White Forest Country where Feng Xue resided, its position was extrely awkward. Its main islands, which ford the bulk of the kingdom, occasionally served as passages for large armies.
Even the capital had been relocated three tis, finally settling on a barren island initially at the kingdom’s border, which provided so asure of stability.
However, this geopolitical location also had its advantages, such as often receiving "aid" and "compensation" from either White Forest Country or Ideal Country.
Sitting in a café, observing the owner’s excessively deferential deanor and the fervent glances from the waitress sisters, Feng Xue cautiously sipped her coffee while holding her phone and keeping a distance from other people’s electronic devices.
Who knew if her own tagged terms could be sucked into soone’s phone and then form a bomb capable of blasting soone through ti.
(Older readers might recall that Samsung phone explosions once made a mainstream thod of traveling to other dinsions, akin to the current thod of being hit by a dump truck.)
"But it seems like these people don’t trigger label aggregation by themselves, and neither do I rge with my own Tool. Is it so kind of rule restriction? Or perhaps aggregation only happens with tags from two or more different worlds? But if that’s the case, it doesn’t explain why those people see harvesters as normal."
Feng Xuexin pondered this hellish joke of transformation logic as she opened the current news.
Now, the Third Island Chain of Kai Country had beco a battlefield between White Forest Country and Ideal Country. Even fearless war journalists’ footage was enough to give Feng Xue a headache.
How to put it—it was like a burly man from a tiger-type series bursting into a super series set, augnting his dominance and strength while shouting about bonds, friendship, and love, all while clashing wildly. Occasionally, there were martial arts Experts in simple exoskeletons filled with Technology and rigorous training, and Wizards just casting a flash spell and charging with a battle cry.
In short, if this chaos were to be depicted in a comic, readers would likely question the author’s ntal state.
Shaking her head, Feng Xue clicked on the search bar and typed the keyword "God." As soon as she hit the search button, dozens of pop-ups scrambled to fill the screen, giving the sensation of a pay-to-win online ga with its barrage of pop-up spinning wheels.
"Believe in the Gear God, and the gears will never slip!"
"Sir, please allow to introduce your Heavenly Father and Savior, the great God of Muscles!"
"Believe in Wealth God and get a chance to spin the lucky wheel!"
"Are you looking for a god that suits modern young believers? The Church of the God of Gas warmly invites you to join us!"
...
Constantly clicking away nurous pop-ups, Feng Xue couldn’t help her eye twitch, but among these sowhat aggressive recruitnt pop-ups, Feng Xue also saw a reality—that the gods of this world were probably truly oversaturated.
"It looks like if you want to stir up so Kaidan in this world, you’ve got to co up with sothing different."
While thinking about what extre antics she should pull off, pop-ups continued to burst forth nonstop until Feng Xue finally shut down the browser in the background; only then did the saturated bombardnt of proselytization stop.
"The internet in this world seems pretty good; maybe I should stick to the old ways?" Feng Xue thought to herself, and through live streaming with a drone, she locked onto the hottest live streaming platform in this world. She then saw—the most popular live stream on the hopage blatantly labeled—
"Idol God Annual LIVE."
"One word, aweso!" Feng Xue revealed a facial expression akin to a famous , shifting her gaze from the singing and dancing, white-haired, red-eyed loli idol god to continue scrolling down; she then discovered that the gods in this world were truly down-to-earth.
Although there were no sightings of any major gods or main gods, various minor gods were exceptionally active. In the gaming channel, there were gods of action gas, gods of puzzle gas all playing and creating gas online; in the lifestyle channel, there were gods of cold dishes and gods of stewed food performing glowing cuisine; even military channels featured gods like Military God, God of Killers, all looking like big shots but upon closer inspection, had prefixes attached to their divinity.
Even excluding these top strears, other strears in the channel also mostly carried the label of a believer in so god; or rather, if you were on a streaming platform without a believer tag, you seed unprofessional.
Even if you’re playing pranks, there are believers in the God of Mischief and the God of Accidents!
"This damn world has blocked every single pathway!" Feng Xue felt like slamming her phone on the table. It wasn’t that her patience was poor—this world simply had blocked every genuine and ingenuine path.
The reason Feng Xue had amassed a wealth of terms in less than ten years of transversing worlds boiled down to two main tactics—
Playing pranks and painting pies (making empty promises).
Relying on these two techniques, Feng Xue had been unbeatable, but in this world, neither lack of mischief nor shortage of promises existed, and every gap seed filled. Any slight misstep would risk detection by local gods.
Although she contemplated going directly to pay tribute in Lang Empire, bringing pencil sprites and Hell school to send all the undead there to school, she considered that the local gods might unite against her and thus abandoned this dangerous idea.
"The Martial Arts Divine Festival in White Forest Country is not until next year. By then, joining with Green Lantern and others to explore might be an alternative. For now, let’s head to the battlefield to see if this world’s strongest cha can match the level of the Divine Enthronent world."
Feng Xue was the kind of person who did as she thought. She imdiately graduated from Hell High School and then found a newspaper office.
Although looking for a job right after high school graduation might sound outrageous, who could argue with her spending power?
"In modern society, money is absolutely the best superpower, bar none!"
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