He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

Yun Yi looked at Ji Wujiu but did not answer immediately.

I guessed most of it at our first meeting—not all of it, but very close.

His silence itself is the best answer.

Ji Wujiu's lips curled up slightly, revealing an "I knew it" expression: "Don't be nervous. After all, you've killed me so many times, I can guess your abilities to some extent—you have to gain something from dying so many times."

"Moreover, your behavior is too regular: you act as Xi Sheng Yuan Tong and become Xi Sheng Yuan Tong; you act as Taicang Xi Zhi and become Taicang Xi Zhi."

"Once is a coincidence, twice is a pattern."

Yun Yi was silent for two seconds: "You guessed very accurately."

"And then? What's the point of telling me?"

Ji Wujiu's smile faded, replaced by a more serious expression:

I want to help you.

"help me?"

"Yes, I'll help you." He took half a step forward and lowered his voice, "Your ability requires 'public approval,' and the most effective way to gain 'public approval' is not through acting."

"It's a manufactured incident."

"A real, awe-inspiring event that the whole world witnessed simultaneously."

Yun Yi understood, but remained silent, waiting for him to continue.

"My plan is this: I will use clones to impersonate evil gods around the world and wreak havoc."

"Then you use your clone to impersonate a righteous god to 'save the world'."

"Every confrontation is a 'battle of the gods'."

"The whole world will witness the battle between the gods of good and evil, and will see how the righteous god you play defeats the evil god and saves the world."

"Their faith will be awakened, strengthened, and channeled into you."

"You don't need to wait for the movie to be released, you don't need to wait for the audience to go to the theater, you don't need to wait for them to slowly accept a fictional character—you just need to appear in front of them again and again, and tell them with real power: I am God."

After Ji Wujiu finished speaking, he looked intently at Yun Yi: "How about it? This is much faster than making movies one by one, isn't it?"

Yun Yi fell silent.

It must be said that this plan has indeed accurately hit the core need of [False Imitation] - the approval of all beings.

Building faith through filmmaking is too slow. It takes at least two or three years for a film to go from preparation to release, and it's an even longer process for the audience to go from "liking this character" to "believing in this deity".

But if we follow Ji Wujiu's suggestion—to create a real "war of gods" on a global scale, allowing the whole world to witness the descent, confrontation, and salvation of "gods"—the speed at which faith accumulates will be a hundred or a thousand times faster than making a movie.

Not only that.

When people see evil gods defeated by righteous gods, they will regain their belief that the world is protected by gods, that good and evil are rewarded accordingly, and that justice will ultimately prevail over evil.

This overall faith in "God" will maximize the effect of [False Imitation].

Yun Yi remained silent for a long time.

Ji Wujiu didn't urge him. He just stood by the car window with a relaxed expression, as if waiting for a not-too-urgent answer.

"But I can do all these things by myself. What's the point of you cooperating with me?"

Ji Wujiu froze for a moment, then sighed and slumped his shoulders as if resigned to his fate.

"Can."

Yun Yi changed the subject and agreed immediately.

Ji Wujiu was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up:

"real?"

Why would I lie to you?

Ji Wujiu didn't say anything more, but he couldn't suppress the joy on his face.

"But there are two conditions," Yun Yi said again.

"you say."

"First, we must not cause trouble in China. Second, every operation must not involve indiscriminate killing."

After listening, Ji Wujiu nodded: "Okay, I agree to both conditions."

"The second one is that I have many clones, so I can just let the clones play the role of civilians - after all, if no one dies, the visual effect won't be as good."

This last sentence made Yun Yi narrow his eyes slightly: "You created so many clones, didn't you expend any energy?"

"Don't worry." Ji Wujiu smiled. "I may have very few other things, but as for clones, I can easily have millions, if not tens of millions."

Yun Yi paused noticeably.

Ji Wujiu's lips curled up slightly as he prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute," Yun Yi called out to him.

Ji Wujiu turned around.

"What level can your strongest clone reach?"

Ji Wujiu's expression froze for a moment.

"I didn't mean anything by it, I just wanted to know if you could pull off the role of an 'evil god'."

"After all, if a destructive force is displayed in front of the whole world, it won't have a good visual effect and won't fit the image of an evil god."

"Moreover, such a large-scale operation could attract the attention of locals or hunters."

"Wouldn't it be embarrassing if you got killed by the locals? Even if the locals can't beat you, the hunters are quite strong right now."

Ji Wujiu's lips twitched: "Maybe...probably...he can reach the Nascent Soul stage?"

The sound grew fainter and fainter.

The main problem is that he himself doesn't know how strong his strongest clone is, and he's not even sure if he is the original body.

However, one thing is certain: the other clones are definitely not that strong.

It wasn't that he didn't want to cultivate or lacked talent; it was mainly because he understood his own personality—after creating a clone, once that clone developed its own consciousness, the first thing it would do was to create more clones.

This resulted in him having an enormous number of clones, but their actual strength was not that great.

After all, he had just condensed a little spiritual power and used it all to create clones.

Saying it's a Nascent Soul stage is already an exaggeration; the actual level is probably lower.

Yun Yi looked at him, remained silent for a moment, and then pulled out a silver metal box from under the car seat.

The box was small, about 30 centimeters long and wide, with no markings on the surface, only a row of very small ventilation holes along the edge.

Yunyi handed the box out of the car window.

Ji Wujiu took it, weighed it in his hand, and found it to be much heavier than it looked.

"What is this?"

"Source Body Medicine".

"From the first generation to the ninth generation, they're all here."

Ji Wujiu was somewhat puzzled.

"If I finish eating it all, my physical body will be comparable to the peak of the Void Refinement stage."

Ji Wujiu gasped – not feigned, but genuinely shocked.

He had studied technology, but his talent in that area was limited; at most, he was only slightly better than the world's level, not much better.

His main focus was on cultivating talent.

Even so, he was still shocked, after all, the technology side was known for its massive late-game scaling.

Generally, those who reincarnate, unless they were originally tested by technology, mostly only have a little bit of basic knowledge in technology, and devote the rest of their time to cultivation.

"Holy crap! Your ability to seize divine authority through the faith of all living beings is at least at the level of immortal magic, and your technological side is this amazing too? Are you even letting us ordinary privileged users compete?"

"so what?"

"So you—"

"Do you want it or not? If not, give it back to me."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes—" Ji Wujiu hugged the box tightly to his chest, as if afraid someone would snatch it away. "I'll act it out."

"I will definitely perform well."

"I guarantee I'll portray each villain so vividly and realistically that the whole world will want to punch me."

Yun Yi looked at him and the corners of his mouth curved slightly:

"Go."

Ji Wujiu, carrying the box, turned around and took two steps, then stopped and looked back at Yun Yi.

After a moment of silence, he spoke:

"Do you remember what the Paradise of Reincarnation said before we came here?"

Yun Yi nodded: "So what you mean is?"

"Although the Paradise of Reincarnation is pretty awful, you can't ignore what it says."

"This person seems to be from a different age group than us, and their aura is even quite weak."

"If it weren't for this immense fortune, I would have doubted that this was a fake."

"So what are you trying to say?"

"Should we give it a try and see if we can get those ten million points?"