68: Chapter 68 A losing streak! A losing streak!

After seeing off General Wei Zheng and General Luo Yi, the apartment door clicked shut, and the entire world instantly fell silent.

Fang Chuan let out a long sigh of relief. The pressure of facing those two military bigwigs, especially General Wei Zheng, was immense. That was a man forged in iron and blood, truly carved from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood; a single glance from him was enough to make one's heart tremble.

However, when he recalled the one trillion Faith Points that General Wei Zheng had finalized at the end, all his tension and fatigue vanished into thin air.

"One trillion... one trillion!"

Fang Chuan paced back and forth in the living room, unable to suppress the smile on his face. Finally, he simply plopped down into the soft sofa and started giggling foolishly.

"Haha, hahahaha! With this huge sum of money, I dare to explore the position of a Heavenly God within a year!"

Although that huge sum hadn't arrived in his account yet, he couldn't help but start fantasizing.

What was the concept of one trillion?

For a First-Order Deity—Fang Chuan's teacher, Head Teacher Chen Xingyue, was also a First-Order Deity—her Divine Kingdom was an A-grade Divine Kingdom. She had once said that her Divine Kingdom brought her ten trillion Faith Points every year!

"If this were saved up, the daily interest alone would exceed one hundred billion, right? No, that's one trillion in ten days. Once the Faith Points arrive, aside from my believers being less powerful than those of other deities, my Divine Kingdom's earning ability will far exceed that of an average deity!"

The more Fang Chuan thought about it, the more excited he became, feeling as though he lacked nothing.

He had previously been worried about the high cost of Divinity conversion after ascending to a Demigod, but now it seemed like that expense was merely a drop in the bucket.

"With so many Faith Points, never mind the end of the month, I feel like I can reach the peak of the Demigod stage tonight!"

Fang Chuan's heart pounded wildly, and a strong urge surged in his heart.

Wait? Why wait?

He already had over three hundred points of Divinity from the treasure chest in his hands right now; these were ready to use!

"Upgrade! Upgrade right now!"

Fang Chuan's eyes narrowed, and he no longer hesitated. He sat cross-legged on the sofa, sank his consciousness into his Divine Kingdom, and communicated with the Divine Fire Mark within his Divinity.

[Divinity * 326 points detected. Do you wish to consume 20 Divinity points to ascend to a Second-Order Demigod?]

"Yes!"

Almost the moment Fang Chuan's thought fell, the Divine Fire Mark in his Divine Kingdom trembled violently, and an incredibly pure energy surged out, instantly cleansing his divine soul and divine body.

Fang Chuan felt warm all over, as if soaking in a hot spring, and every cell was cheering. He could clearly feel his spiritual power skyrocketing, and his control over the Divine Kingdom becoming more adept.

[Congratulations, you have successfully ascended to a Second-Order Demigod!]

[Divinity required for Third-Order Demigod ascension: 80 points.]

"Only 80 points? Continue!"

[Consume 80 Divinity points to ascend to a Third-Order Demigod!]

Another wave of energy, even more massive than before, washed down. Fang Chuan felt his vision change; it was as if he could see through the void and touch the fundamental laws of the world. The sky of the Divine Kingdom seemed higher and more distant, and the spiritual energy in the air became increasingly dense.

[Congratulations, you have successfully ascended to a Third-Order Demigod!]

[Divinity required for Fourth-Order Demigod ascension: 160 points.]

"Still have over a hundred points, enough! Continue!"

Money is just paper; once the Divinity is spent, I'll just have Fara and the others go fight for more!

[Consume 160 Divinity points to ascend to a Fourth-Order Demigod!]

"Boom!"

This time, the commotion of the ascension far exceeded the previous ones. It was as if Fang Chuan's divine soul had been struck by a thunderbolt; after a momentary sharp pain, there was unprecedented clarity and power. He felt as if he had broken free from some invisible shackle, and with every gesture, he could stir a trace of the power of the laws.

The First to Third Order are the early stage of a Demigod, while the Fourth Order is the mid-stage, which can be considered the backbone of the Demigods.

"Is this a Fourth-Order Demigod?" Fang Chuan spread his palm, feeling the surging divine power within his body, and muttered to himself, "It's more than dozens of times stronger than when I was First-Order!"

[Congratulations, you have successfully ascended to a Fourth-Order Demigod!]

[Divinity required for Fifth-Order Demigod ascension: 200 points.]

[Remaining Divinity: 66 points.]

Seeing the Divinity required to ascend to the Fifth Order, Fang Chuan clicked his tongue.

"Damn, ascending to the Fifth Order actually requires 200 Divinity points? Is this daylight robbery?"

Although he was complaining, Fang Chuan wasn't panicking at all.

"Is 200 Divinity points a lot? For others, it might take several years to save up, but for me..." Fang Chuan's lips curled up slightly, "Don't I still have my six Fortune Synergy?"

Everything was ready; he was only missing the final push.

The military's one trillion Faith Points hadn't arrived yet, but he could completely start his "six Fortune losing streak harvest" grand undertaking first.

As long as he successfully harvested once, never mind 200 Divinity points, he felt that even 2,000 points were possible!

Thinking of this, Fang Chuan could no longer sit still.

He immediately entered his Divine Kingdom, his divine sense sweeping across the vast land.

Soon, he pinpointed a territory in a barren mountain range on the outskirts of the Divine Kingdom, where Level 5 fierce beasts, "Black Rock Gargoyles," were wandering.

This type of fierce beast wasn't high-level, but it had thick skin and flesh, and its attack power wasn't too high; it was perfect for his cannon-fodder believers to "feed kills."

As for the candidates for the six Fortune Synergy, Fang Chuan had already selected them before General Wei Zheng arrived; they were all one-star shallow believers, Ratmen, Slimes, inferior Goblins, and so on.

"My loyal believers, the moment of your trial has arrived." Fang Chuan's voice was majestic and full of temptation, "Go to that gargoyle territory ahead and challenge those evil creatures."

"You do not need to defeat them; you only need to show your courage. If you cannot defeat them, I allow you to return to the city. However, if you can persist in challenging them more than ten times, regardless of whether you win or lose, I will reward each of you with a set of fine silver equipment!"

Fang Chuan's words caused the six weak believers to instantly become restless.

Challenging powerful fierce beasts was certainly terrifying, but the protection of their Divine Lord and the reward of silver equipment were simply too tempting!

One had to know that exploiting believers, especially sending them to their deaths, was a major taboo in the world of deities. This kind of behavior was very likely to cause the believers' faith to collapse, dropping from Pious Believers to True Believers, or even directly becoming Shallow Believers, which was a huge loss for the Divine Lord.

Fang Chuan naturally wouldn't make this low-level mistake; he didn't force them, but instead used generous rewards to entice them.

"For the Divine Lord!"

"For the silver equipment!"

After a brief hesitation, the six cannon-fodder believers gathered their courage and charged murderously toward the Black Rock Gargoyle territory.

At the edge of the Divine Kingdom, in the barren, craggy mountains.

The six figures appeared exceptionally small and comical.

The Sewer Ratman, less than a meter tall, with a thief's eyebrows and rat's eyes, clutching a rusted dagger and a broken wooden shield, looked more like a petty thief than a warrior.

"Squeak... do we really have to go? Those stone lumps look so hard..." a Ratman muttered softly, his two whiskers twitching nervously.

"The Divine Lord is watching us! And... and there's also silver equipment!" another Goblin cheered himself on.

The Slimes couldn't even speak, simply using the trembling of its body to express the fear in its heart.

Just as they were hesitating to move forward, Fang Chuan's majestic divine oracle descended once again.

"Brave believers, do not fear, muster your courage!"

The divine oracle was like a shot of adrenaline, instantly boosting the morale of these six cannon-fodder.

They cautiously stepped into the Black Rock Gargoyle territory. Scattered across this area were over a dozen gargoyles, each over three meters tall. They usually disguised themselves as statues, but once any living creature approached, they would immediately awaken and launch an attack.

"Roar!"

Almost the moment the Ratman stepped into the territory, the nearest gargoyle suddenly opened its scarlet eyes. Its stone body made a "clack-clack" sound as it jumped down from its pedestal.

It took heavy strides, and without a word, its massive stone fist, carrying a whistling wind, smashed toward the blue Slimes that had charged to the front.

The Slimes was scared out of its wits, and it looked like it was about to be smashed into a puddle of mud.

"Return to city!"

The Slimes shouted in its heart!

Just at this critical moment, a soft white light enveloped it, and the Slimes's figure instantly vanished from the spot, returning to the Divine Kingdom.

"Brothers, charge! There's only one of them! For the silver equipment!"

The remaining believers forced themselves to cheer up, and the Goblins charged forward, howling.

However, their attacks were no different from tickling to the Black Rock Gargoyle. The Ratmen's daggers scraped against the gargoyle, only producing a string of sparks, not even leaving a white mark.

But the gargoyle's counterattack was fatal.

With a single charge, it sent a Ratman flying, and its massive stone foot lifted, about to stomp down on the fallen Ratman.

"Swish!"

Another flash of white light, and that Ratman also disappeared.

Seeing this, the remaining believers dared not fight any longer and turned to run.

The entire process took no more than thirty seconds.

On Fang Chuan's Divine Domain interface, a brand-new notification popped up.

[Fortune losing streak mechanism activated!]

[Losing streak rounds: 1]