9: Chapter 9 My God, Farah presents you with the spoils of war!

Early the next morning, sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting a bright patch of light onto the wooden floor.

Fang Chuan sat up abruptly from his bed and checked the time: 7:30 AM.

As soon as he was fully awake, Fang Chuan immediately felt that he was different.

"It seems I've become much stronger."

Looking at his shirt, which was stretched tight and only reached his navel.

Fang Chuan lifted his shirt to look, and was immediately stunned.

"Is it really this exaggerated?!"

Previously, Fang Chuan could be described as somewhat frail; at 1.75 meters tall, he only weighed 98 jin.

Now he could clearly feel that a shocking explosive power was lurking within his previously feeble body.

A faint, imperceptible divine luster flowed beneath his skin, his once withered muscles had become well-defined, and even his bones emitted crisp, faint sounds.

This was the direct feedback given to the deity's physical body by the laws after the believers' combat power soared!

"To have such a huge change in a short time, there must have been a major change in the Divine Kingdom; it's highly likely that Fara and the others have leveled up."

He didn't even have time to wash up; he immediately immersed his consciousness into the Divine Kingdom.

A night had passed, which meant over seven hours in the real world, but nearly a hundred days had already passed in the Divine Kingdom.

The moment his consciousness descended, Fara's voice rang out in Fang Chuan's mind.

"My God, Fara offers you the spoils of war!"

Fang Chuan's perspective quickly rose, overlooking the entire Divine Kingdom.

He saw that in the open space in front of the altar, there were piles of various ores, strange plants, and the corpses of some ferocious beasts emitting faint energy fluctuations.

At the very front of these spoils, the Goblin Emperor Fara was kneeling on one knee. His massive golden body shimmered in the morning light, full of an indescribable sense of oppression.

Behind him, the eighty Goblin warriors who had followed him on the expedition stood with heads held high and chests puffed out. Although they were all more or less injured, their eyes were filled with the fierce bravery and fanaticism of those who had survived a hundred battles.

Their levels had generally increased from level 1 to level 6.

As expected, they had leveled up. Fang Chuan was overjoyed.

"Report the battle situation." Fang Chuan's voice was calm, but his heart was rippling with excitement.

"As you command, my God." Fara's voice was loud and clear. "Over the past hundred days, we have explored more than 30,000 li to the west and encountered a total of seventeen native beast tribes in the Divine Kingdom.

Among them, the level 1 beast 'Gold-Eating Rat' tribe, numbering about 3,000, has been completely exterminated; the level 2 beast 'Windblade Wolf' tribe, numbering 500, has also been completely exterminated..."

Fara's report was concise and clear, listing the battle achievements of the past three-plus months one by one.

The enemies they encountered, from the weakest level 1 beasts to the strongest level 5 beast groups, were, without exception, all crushed by this army of 80 Goblins.

Fang Chuan felt his heart burn with excitement as he listened.

The beasts in the Divine Kingdom world, like the believers, were also graded. The comprehensive combat power of a level 1 beast was roughly between 10 and 50, while the combat power of a level 2 beast generally exceeded 100.

As for level 5 beasts, every single one had a combat power exceeding 1,000!

Although the team led by Fara only had eighty members, Fara's strength was too terrifying.

With 480,000 combat power, Fara was simply a mobile war fortress.

"What about the casualties?" Fang Chuan asked the question he was most concerned about.

"Reporting to my God, of the eighty who went on the expedition, none were killed in action, three were seriously injured, and twenty-seven were slightly injured. They will recover within seven days." Fara's answer made Fang Chuan completely breathe a sigh of relief.

Very good, no deaths. This showed that Fara's command ability and combat power completely exceeded his expectations.

Just then, Fara slowly opened his huge palm, and a fist-sized fruit emitting a red and white glow appeared in his palm.

"My God, after exterminating a level 2 beast group called 'Doom Raven', we obtained this item."

Fang Chuan immediately probed it with his consciousness.

[Vermilion Fruit] [Category: Spirit Fruit] [Grade: Low-grade] [Age: 100 years] [Note: After consumption by a deity or believer, it can moderately increase physique and improve aptitude.]

Good stuff.

Before becoming a demigod, this Vermilion Fruit was a very scarce treasure, often in short supply; once it appeared, it would be snapped up immediately.

Even a 50-year-old Vermilion Fruit's price in the Divine Kingdom Exchange was constantly over 10,000 faith points, so this 100-year-old one was estimated to be no less than 50,000!

Fang Chuan nodded. "Fara, you have done very well!"

The next second, the Vermilion Fruit appeared in Fang Chuan's hand.

Upon hearing this, Fara said respectfully, "Thank you for your mercy, my God! This is what I should do."

Fang Chuan connected his consciousness to the Divine Kingdom Exchange and searched for healing temples and palace-type residences for the Divine Kingdom.

The healing temple was, of course, for the injured Goblin warriors, and it could also treat the believers' illnesses, killing two birds with one stone.

As for the palace, it was naturally a reward for Fara. With such a large build, he really couldn't live in an ordinary house.

Besides, a five-star talent super expert needs to maintain his image!

During the settlement, Fang Chuan glanced at his faith point balance. Suddenly, Fang Chuan's eyes widened instantly.

Holy crap! Over 215,300 faith points!

"I bought the large-scale food production and processing base early this morning, and there were over 76,000 left." "Adding the 10% interest from the hedge fund, that's over 83,000." "Fara added 20,000 points to me over these 100 Divine Kingdom days." "Oge added 1,000 points." "True believers, hiss, it seems there are a lot more true believers."

After these hundred days of development, the number of Goblins in the Divine Kingdom had already exceeded 3,800. Although most were shallow believers, the sheer number made up for it.

The ten Sharpshooters produced by the marksmans nest every day, combined with the Goblins' terrifying reproduction speed, caused the tribe's scale to expand like a snowball. There were about 1,000 Goblin Marksmen alone.

Goblin Marksmen all had two-star talents and were all true believers. Each true believer provided Fang Chuan with 1 to 5 faith points every day. As long as they didn't die in the future, they were all automatic ATMs for massive amounts of faith points.

This was just for one day. If, a month later, the school organized a Divine Kingdom Exchange station within the school, Fang Chuan was confident he would become an instant hit! What S-rank talent? What SS-rank! He would trample them all under his feet!

With a huge sum of money, Fang Chuan was no longer stingy and decisively placed an order with his consciousness. "Deduct 10,000 faith points to purchase a mid-level healing temple!" "Deduct 30,000 faith points to purchase a large Golden Glory Palace!" Accompanied by the roar of divine power, two massive buildings rose from the ground in the Divine Kingdom!

"Fara, that blue building is the healing temple. Arrange for the injured subjects to go there for treatment." "That golden palace will be your sleeping quarters from now on."

The golden palace covered more than 200 mu, was over 300 meters high, had three floors, was decorated very luxuriously, and even came with a food processing system.

Fara was incomparably excited and immediately prostrated himself on the ground. "Thank you, my God. My race will never forget your mercy!"

Fang Chuan inspected his territory with satisfaction and exited the Divine Kingdom with the Vermilion Fruit.

Returning to reality, he checked the time: 7:45 AM. It was time to go to school. Today, there was a lecture on the management techniques of the Divine Kingdom, which was well worth listening to.