After getting off the plane, everyone discussed whether to take a day off and find a secluded beach or go deep into the mountains.

"Brother, which one do you choose? You don't have to pick the beach. In the mountains, I'll also choose a stream with pebbles for fishing and barbecuing. The three of us will still wear swimsuits."

"Oh, then either way is fine with me."

Li Changzhou also switched to a tourist mentality, fighting when he had to fight, enjoying himself when he had to enjoy himself, experiencing everything – that's what life is all about.

If you're always on edge and never complain about how tired you are, the enjoyment of your life will be reduced by at least half.

As a result, he subconsciously opened [King of Black Mist], and his relaxed mood immediately tensed up again.

"What's wrong?" Yang Qinglan noticed his expression—she had been looking at Li Changzhou intentionally or unintentionally, or as Li Qianxia would say, "she only had eyes for him."

"Prosperity has declined, and by quite a bit."

The three of them also dropped their relaxed expressions, knowing what the [King of Black Mist - Prosperity] represented.

"Something happened to the Six Great Stars?" Yaochi asked tentatively.

"The vacation is postponed for now. You guys go back to Honey Pot World first, I'll go check on things," Li Changzhou said.

Li Qianxia instructed, "Brother, be careful. Call us if anything happens."

Li Changzhou nodded and took the three of them into the Honey Pot World.

The little radish took its finger out of its mouth and pointed at itself: "Me? What about me?"

Li Changzhou grabbed her hand and put it into his wide sleeve: "Come with me, and warn me if there is any danger."

He nodded to Chang'e again—as soon as he nodded, Chang'e turned into light and disappeared.

"Has a unique personality."

As the teleportation vortex opened, he telepathically told Aferona to come see him.

The location is not the headquarters building on Earth.

LS.

The area in front of the Jokhang Temple was packed with people.

As dusk falls, the setting sun paints the sky like a blazing fire.

As the sun sets, prayer flags flutter like banners, while the sounds of dharma horns, conch shells, and golden suonas fill the air.

Butter lamps were lit on both sides of the road, around the pagoda, on the roof of the temple, on the windowsill, in the indoor Buddhist hall, in the shrine, on the offering table, and on all the steps where lamps could be lit.

In addition, there are bowls of clean water.

The lights and water reflect each other, creating a scene resembling a Buddhist paradise on earth.

Besides the monks in the snow area, there were also many tourists wearing Hanfu (traditional Han clothing).

Among these tourists, those with an air of self-importance, whose clothes are relatively ugly and rustic, and who seem like ancient people who have traveled through time to the present day, are basically players.

Li Changzhou walked gracefully through the crowd, wearing a Sun Wukong mask he had casually picked up—he had no money on him.

“My lord,” Aferona suddenly stepped out from the crowd and stood behind him, “Congratulations on your ability…”

"What festival is this? It's so lively!"

Aferona glanced at it: "It's the Lantern Festival, celebrating a player from the Snow Region who has survived the Human Tribulation—of course, a first-class tribulation; no one in the third or second class can rival you, sir. This player is said to be very powerful, and was already quite famous before becoming a player. This event has been approved by the Asian non-company."

Women in the snowy area were distributing milk tea for free, and Li Changzhou took a bowl.

He lifted his mask, took a sip, and found the taste unpleasant.

I drank it down in small sips.

After returning the bowl to the kind-hearted woman from the snowy region, Li Changzhou gazed at the prayer wheel in the distance.

The crowds turning prayer wheels surged forward like rolling waves, the prayer wheels spinning rapidly, and the chanting of sutras never ceased.

Someone threw cypress branches into the stove and chanted towards the Jokhang Temple or the sky, "La—, Solo!"

White smoke billowed up into the already dark night sky.

"What are they shouting?" Li Changzhou asked Aferona.

Aferona stopped a Tibetan man next to her and asked, "Hello, I'm a tourist. May I ask what 'La, Solo' means?"

"La—, Solo! God will prevail!" the Tibetans shouted.

The people around shouted, "La—, Solo!"

Everyone's face was filled with excitement.

As more and more people get infected, the atmosphere becomes exceptionally lively, with everyone, regardless of age or gender, looking up at the sky.

"La... Solo!"

The shouts rose, their voices resounding and deeply moving.

Aferona's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

The gods of the six stars must be personally appointed by Li Changzhou. This living Buddha dares to call himself a god. What's the difference between him and an ancient king who declared himself king?

"My lord, I will contact Zhao Zongchen immediately and have him cancel the event and arrest this newly ascended immortal!"

Li Changzhou raised his hand, and Aferona stopped taking out the communicator.

"What's been going on lately?" Li Changzhou asked.

"...The Great Wall of Divine Will has arrived," Aferona whispered.

"The Divine Will Clan?"

"yes."

"Did they attack Earth, or one of the other five planets?"

“No, not at all.” Aferona shook her head gently, her red hair shining in the light of the grease lamp. “Their warships are anchored in the Koyiper Belt outside Neptune. They just sent a notice allowing players to migrate to the Great Wall of Gods.”

"migrant?"

"Yes, all players who immigrate, regardless of their ability, will receive 100,000 game coins, and their family members' work and accommodation will be properly arranged."

Aferona was also alarmed by the mysterious origins of the Divine Race.

There are so many players in the six major stars, and each of them gets 100,000, which is an astronomical sum.

However, this amount of game currency is nothing more than a drop in the ocean for the Divine Race, which rules over countless territories.

The opponent did not make a direct move, which suggests that they knew Li Changzhou had a 'false victor's mindset' and dared not act rashly, so they could only take this roundabout approach.

Li Changzhou touched the little radish in his sleeve to confirm that she did not sense any danger and that there were no assassins around.

“My lord,” Aferona continued, “the company has issued an order prohibiting players from immigrating without permission, but the technology and capabilities of the Divine Will Great Wall are superior to ours. They have bypassed us and taken away many players, all of whom are good seeds who have reached the fourth or fifth tier.”

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