Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 113 How to Lose When the Red Dragon Rids on Your Face

Deep in the forest.

Surrounded by endless spruce and pine trees, there is an open and flat snowfield, surrounding a giant tree nearly 100 meters high, dotted with hundreds of round stone houses of various sizes.

On the altar under the giant tree, the bones of the deceased gods are placed.

What was different from the other lifeless skeletons of gods was that right next to the skeleton, there stood a life form that was almost in a spiritual state, with complex coral-like horns, double pupils, and an appearance similar to that of a deer.

In front of the altar is the fawn that has regained its human form, and an old woman.

"Grandma, will the dragon chase us?" The little deer still looked very uneasy.

The old lady, known as Grandma, placed a few cards in front of the altar and prayed devoutly to the deer spirit.

Then a few cards lit up, revealing a not-so-elaborate illusion.

"The prophecy shows that there is a 90% chance that the Confused Dragon will appear here tonight."

"Grandma, grandma!"

"Don't panic. Everything is inevitable. It is the prophecy that guides you to the Twin Towers City. It is destiny that allows you to meet the Red Dragon."

"No, grandma, look!"

"Don't be disrespectful in front of the gods. There is a 70% chance that the arrival of the red dragon will bring us hope. Even if it goes against our wishes, it is just a small setback in the long river of life."

"Dragon, the dragon is coming!" the little deer shouted anxiously.

"How is that possible? How could I not hear the dragon making such a loud noise? I'm just old, not deaf."

Grandma looked up at the sky, which was dotted with stars.

"I said it was impossible..."

When I looked down, I saw a short dragon digging up the cards on the ground, looking very interested.

"Who are you?" Grandma didn't notice when Drogo arrived at all.

"I'll give you the fireflies back." Drogo opened his claws, and a handful of fireflies escaped from their restraints and disappeared into the night. It was obvious that they were not just simple insects.

"So the so-called prophecy is actually a big data model?" Drogo looked at the spiritual deer again.

He originally wanted to say it was AI, but this is not artificial, so can it be called divine intelligence or faith intelligence?

Let’s just call it big data model.

He had just received this piece of divine remains and had taken a look at it while watching it from high above.

As a dragon that has lived long enough, Drogo is certainly not so reckless as to come face to face with a creature of unknown origin.

So I watched and eavesdropped for a long time from an altitude of several hundred meters, relying on my excellent eyesight and hearing.

It was soon determined that no matter what this thing was, it was definitely not the god of nature.

At least not the one he knew, the one that was indeed dead, and in human form.

This deer is very weak, it is just a spiritual creature that completely relies on the divine bones for its existence.

The divine remains can be destroyed very easily.

During the period when the Protoss War had just ended, the resources of divine bones were relatively abundant and were used as decorations, spellcasting materials, and even eaten.

Yes, at that time people believed that eating the bones of gods could gain the power of gods and prolong life.

It was during this period that the number of divine remains dropped sharply.

But later I found that it was useless, so it’s better to drink more water every day.

It's not easy to cast spells, and the decoration looks no different from other bones.

The few remaining bones were gradually forgotten in the corner of history.

After making sure there was no danger, Drogo imitated the old lady on the ground and entered the divine corpse in the sky.

The inside looks no different from the one used by the group network.

The only difference is that there is an extremely complex inscription program inside, or perhaps it is a program.

Because its construction logic is completely different from what people write, the logic is extremely jumpy and does not seem like an algorithm that is deduced step by step.

Could it be that when faith accumulates to a certain level, an intelligent program will be generated within the divine body?
The external manifestation is the deer spirit.

At the same time, I also noticed the way the old lady used the deer spirit.

She wrote down a lot of information she knew about the Drogo Group on the cards.

Then it is fed into the program, and then the program will give the probability of whether Drogo will come, and whether the result will be good or bad after his arrival. Yes, probability.

The probability of Drogo coming is 91.24%. Functionally speaking, it is truly an intelligent program that makes judgments based on known conditions.

Is prophecy so scientific?
So is the prediction method used by other fortune tellers based on the same principle, except that they use the human brain to calculate?

Therefore, the prophecy wizard's mysterious rituals are actually a crazy explosion of computing power in the brain.

The predictions of other wizards were not as accurate as the deer because the computing power of the human brain is not as high as that of the program.

Sometimes, during the ritual, one may bleed from the nose or lose consciousness. This is because the computing power has exploded and the body's self-protection mechanism has been activated.

As for why there are so few people in the prophecy school, it is not because there is no future, but because the threshold for computing power is high. This is the school that requires the highest level of mathematical proficiency.

When the mystery is lost, there is naturally nothing to be afraid of.

Drogo dived straight down, using magic to slow down and brake as he was about to hit the ground.

A dragon does not fly solely by relying on its wings. Aerodynamics alone cannot support a dragon's huge body, so magic is added to the mix.

He landed lightly beside the little deer and gave a kind smile showing all eighteen teeth.

Which is why Drogo suddenly appears at the altar, shuffling the cards.

"What big data model? Are you the dragon who is trying to revive the original god?"

The old lady was full of questions; this was totally different from the meeting she had expected.

"That's it," Drogo pointed at the deer spirit, "Let me guess, you wanted to revive the god of nature through faith, but in the end you resurrected this thing.

"Then, in order to prevent the tribal faith that was so hard to unite from collapsing, you called this thing the Original God. Does it mean the original form of God?
"You thought that this so-called god would eventually grow into a god of nature, but the tribe's faith was not enough. Then you found a group called the Drogo Group that channeled a huge amount of faith into a piece of god's bones. You wanted to learn."

Seeing through, Drogo used Seeing through.

The old lady was stunned. How could such a sacred thing be described as so mercenary by this dragon?
But what the other party said was not wrong. She really needed the method of consolidating faith that the Drogo Group used.

Whether or not this deer spirit was a nature god, she needed it to be.

"I want to learn." She answered very sincerely.

As expected, every believer who is willing to worship the original god is a kind person and is willing to share knowledge.

The half-human-height image of Drogo immediately became tall and glorious in her mind, a holy dragon, a true holy dragon.

"You're asking for trouble," Drogo said mercilessly.

Now it's not glorious.

"I just say he is an evil dragon." The deer's voice came weakly.

"Moral kidnapping, moral kidnapping! If I don't teach you, you'll be an evil dragon. If you're still useful to me, I'll cut off your antlers."

"Ah!" The little deer shrank into a ball in fear. Although he didn't understand what deer antlers were, it sounded like a terrible threat.

"What conditions do you need?" The old lady was knowledgeable and immediately realized that Drogo wanted to treat this as a business deal.

"I need you, the God of Nature, to be incorporated into the Red Central Network as a branch server."

Drogo has discovered that the transmission of faith also has a speed. The delay in the North is obviously higher than that in the Twin Towers, and there will be packet loss, but it is not too obvious.

But it will spread to a wider area in the future.

So he needs to set up servers in various places. Since there are ready-made ones in front of him, he might as well start from here and study what this deer can do.

"No." The old lady refused immediately. Although she didn't understand servers, she understood branches. The other party wanted to make the God of Nature a subordinate god.

"You have no choice. Many houses in this tribe are empty. The population is declining. I guess many young people are leaving.

"You know what the future of a tribe without young people will be, and what will happen to a god without faith, so I am actually saving you and it."

The old lady was speechless. Due to the lack of population, many newborns in the tribe were born with diseases.

Finally, she gave in and said, "Okay, but you have to prove that you can make more people believe in the God of Nature."

"Okay, but I'll need the kid behind you."

"it is good."

"grandmother!"

However, the deer does not have the right to choose for himself.

"Also, I need you to chant the technique to control the cards to create illusions." Drogo said, pointing at the cards on the ground.

(End of this chapter)