How does the saying go?

Where there are people, there are grudges, and where there are grudges, there is the world of martial arts.

I didn’t expect that in this world of ghosts and nightmares, there are so many grudges.

There is a small circle in the small house.

At this moment, the "gods" in the small circle are discussing how to kill another wave of gods.

As for why this conflict arose, Lin Mo roughly understood that it seemed that there was a contradiction between the old and new groups of gods, and the resentment accumulated over time, so one side wanted to kill the other.

There may also be an element of power struggle involved.

In short, although they appear to be harmonious on the surface, they are actually as hostile as water and fire.

There is no doubt that this is an opportunity for Lin Mo.

At this moment, Lin Mo was still huddled in his seat, listening attentively, trying to find more clues from the words of these guys.

Listening is a virtue and a quality.

Lin Mo was deeply touched by this.

As for how to divide the so-called new gods and old gods, Lin Mo is not quite clear about this, mainly because they did not mention this.

But Lin Mo wholeheartedly supported the internal strife among these gods.

It’s better to be a little messy.

This way you can profit from the chaos.

But to be honest, the gods in this small circle are not that good, at least they are a little lacking in calculating people. Anyway, Lin Mo became anxious just by listening to them.

He was eager to come up with some vicious ideas.

But the problem is, if it is exposed, then this good situation will be ruined.

So you have to hold it in.

If you can keep silent, try to keep silent.

After much discussion, no result could be reached. In the end, you both started arguing.

Lin Mo couldn't help it, so he lowered his voice and imitated the voice of the martyr and said: "Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be in danger in a hundred battles."

The situation was originally in a mess, but after hearing this, some people said it made sense.

No one could tell there was something wrong with his voice.

After all, everyone is talking about it, and no one knows who said it.

Immediately, a god compared his own strength with that of the other side.

In terms of numbers, our side is inferior to the other side; the same is true in terms of strength, which is completely unequal. If we clash head-on like this, the final result can only be that this small circle will be eliminated in the end.

Then the discussion descended into chaos.

Everyone wants to express their opinions, but no one can hit the point.

Lin Mosin thought, there is a reason why this side is so weak and has been suppressed to this state.

These guys are insidious and cunning enough, not stupid, but just like a group of ordinary people who start a business together, each of them is not stupid, but when they come together, it is often difficult to succeed.

They are missing a leader.

To put it bluntly, the route is unclear. Everyone thinks they are clear, but in fact, no one is very good.

Or they know a lot about themselves, but very little about their enemies.

After thinking about it, Lin Mo took advantage of the chaos and shouted again.

"Without a strong person in charge, it will all be in vain. To be an enemy, you must have strength. It is better to gather all resources and build a strong person. In this way, even if you turn against others, you will have the capital to fight a decisive battle. As the saying goes, without a leader, it will all be in vain."

After saying that, Lin Mo shrank back again.

Someone else heard this.

"Hey, that makes sense. We didn't accomplish anything before, and our strength was constantly weakened because we didn't have a truly strong person in charge. The current situation is like a group of dragons without a leader. A dragon without a head, how can it still be called a dragon?"

“That makes sense.”

"That's right."

Everyone obviously agrees.

Still no one noticed who was talking. Everyone was talking at once. Next, they discussed who to invest resources in, and everyone began to express their opinions.

After all, everyone wants to compete for this spot.

Anyone who is not stupid knows that if all the resources in this small circle can be gathered together, a powerful god can be created immediately.

Lin Mo thought about this matter on his own.

He initially wondered why the Salvation Society, in such a tiny country like ours, had so many factions of churches, each with its own god.

This is obviously unreasonable.

It is equivalent to dispersing the population resources here.

But if we look at it from another perspective, it is to prevent one side from becoming too powerful and to maintain balance, then everything can be explained.

In Lin Mo's opinion, if the entire territory of the neighboring country is regarded as "District 11", then this District 11 is like an enormous laboratory.

Someone has placed hundreds of gods here. This is part of the God Plan. The purpose is to observe and see which of these gods has greater potential and who will stand out in the end.

It's a bit like raising Gu.

This is the only reasonable explanation.

This small circle who call themselves the Old Gods may have realized the imminent danger of being eliminated, so they united together and tried to find a way to save themselves.

However, they may not have thought so deeply, but at least they have sensed the impending crisis.

If this is the case, then Lin Mo must of course take this opportunity to stir up some trouble.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo felt that he had to find a way to promote the plan of "creating masters".

So he found the right opportunity and said in a low and hoarse voice: "I won't fight. I am willing to contribute all my resources."

As soon as these words were spoken, the small room instantly became quiet.

Lin Mo was stunned.

I wondered if such a big reaction was necessary.

I just want to throw out some ideas.

After all, the resources of the Martyrs' Church have nothing to do with him, so he doesn't feel bad about donating them all.

But this incident obviously had a great impact on other old gods in the small circle.

"It's the victim!"

“He was actually willing to contribute all his resources.”

For a moment, many old gods whispered to each other.

Lin Mo didn't dare to say anything at this moment.

At times like this, the more you talk, the more mistakes you make.

So I stopped talking.

Do whatever you want.

After a short silence, the gods in the small room began to discuss with each other again.

But this time, everyone no longer fought against each other as before, or at least, the competition was much weaker.

"There's no point in discussing this. I suggest we vote."

An old god said.

When many old gods heard this, they all agreed.

Otherwise, if we continue the discussion at this pace, there will be no result in the end.

Voting means the person with the highest number of votes is elected.

Relatively fair.

It's not the most perfect solution, but at least it suits the current situation.

The voting method was very primitive.

Write your name on a slip of paper.

Write the name of whoever you voted for.

Lin Mo was holding the small piece of paper at the moment, and he estimated that based on the selfish attitude of these old gods, they would most likely write their own names on it.

And if someone is selfless and writes the names of other old gods, then the other party may win directly.

Lin Mo wanted to write the names of other old gods, but he had no idea who the old gods were in this small circle, let alone their names.

He only knows the sufferers.

“That’s all I can write.”

Lin Mo thought that there were more than a dozen gods in this small circle, and there must be small circles within the small circle, and they would definitely support each other.

Therefore, the possibility of selecting a candidate in this vote is still very high.

Lin Mo doesn't care about these.

What he wants to do is to muddy the water.

The gods in District 11 are fighting among themselves, and even killing each other, which can only benefit him.

So it's a mess.

The messier the better.

After Lin Mo wrote down the name ‘The Martyr’, he folded the paper and put it into a frame in front of him like the other gods.

After all members finished writing, a dark figure came forward, took out the notes and showed them to everyone one by one.

This is the simplest and most direct way.

There is no possibility of cheating.

Lin Mo was not idle at this time. He wanted to remember the names of these old gods.

Sure enough, when the names were displayed, there were almost no repetitions in the first few.

Some of the old gods were called "Salty Shiva", some were called "Wood Hidden Spirit", and some were called "Death Speaker". Lin Mo had never heard of any of these, but he was quite familiar with the "God of Funerals", who seemed to have another name.

Anubis.

Lin Mo knew this.

I didn't expect that there would be such a well-known "star" among the old gods.

Lin Moxin said, if he had known this person was here, he would definitely have written the other person’s name.

Judging from the names of these old gods, they seem to be gods that already exist in myths and legends from all over the world. Most of them are not so famous, but they are not made up out of thin air.

At this moment, Lin Mo suddenly came up with a guess.

Could it be that the old gods refer to those that existed in myths from all over the world?

And the new gods were created later out of thin air to instill fear?

This is really possible.

It's like the contrast between a son of aristocratic family and the son of a nouveau riche.

Naturally hostile.

Of course they dislike each other.

But if that is the case, then why didn't the Redemption Society create those famous mythological gods, such as the King of Hell and Hades.

Isn't that more powerful? But soon Lin Mo realized that it might be because it was too powerful that he didn't dare to create it.

Even the craziest person would have to think twice about this matter. If a world-destroying nightmare really were to happen, no one would be able to escape with the consequences.

Another point is that Lin Mo estimated that different energies would be needed to create corresponding nightmares.

If it were a world-renowned god, the fear that might be required would be astronomical.

It's the kind that, even if you want to create something, you can't.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo felt that his thinking had broadened a lot.

At this time, the vote counting process was over.

Lin Mo was thinking about something just now, so he didn't notice who had more votes, but at this moment, it seemed that all the gods in the room were looking at him.

This made Lin Mo stunned.

What happened?

Why are you all looking at me? Am I exposed? Lin Mo asked three questions in his mind.

Fortunately, he has a strong psychological quality and he was able to remain calm at this time, without panicking at all.

At this moment, Lin Mo noticed the small note that had been unfolded over there.

There were three slips of paper with the names of the 'victims' written on them.

Lin Mo immediately realized what was happening.

The victim was elected?

It's a bit sudden.

Lin Mo didn't think the victim was that awesome. He wasn't very powerful, but he was quite insidious.

But insidious people usually don’t have many friends.

Why were there two other gods who wrote the names of the victims besides himself?

Lin Mo didn't know that this kind of voting would never be related to the victims. The other party was very low-key and was indeed insidious and cunning, so he didn't have many friends.

But someone noticed the last sentence Lin Mo said.

It’s that sentence: I don’t fight, I am willing to contribute all my resources.

Lin Mo really didn't want to argue, but what he didn't expect was that this sentence had the effect of retreating to advance.

Everyone here is equally mysterious and no one is willing to give in to the other, so it was originally difficult to choose a candidate. However, because of this sentence, two gods were successfully "touched". As a result, the "sufferer" represented by Lin Mo became the biggest winner of this election.

But I can't be happy about this.

Because Lin Mo is not a victim.

Even if all the resources of these guys were mobilized, the victims would not be able to benefit from them.

But at this time Lin Mo had nothing to say.

He couldn't say he wasn't a victim.

"The voting results are in. The victims are the final winners. We will follow your request and devote all our resources to you."

It is obvious that most of these gods are unwilling to accept this.

But they will not go back on their word.

"Let's do it this way."

"I have no objection either."

"Then, adjourn the meeting!"

(End of this chapter)