The game comes true, starting with the wandering spirits and gods.

"The temple god has come to save us!!!"

When Ayun spoke again, she found that she had regained control of her body.

She shouted at the top of her lungs, her clear voice echoing through the village paths.

One by one, the tightly closed wooden doors in the village were finally opened.

They had been intimidated for so long that they could only hide in their wooden huts and pray that the village chief would not come to arrest people again to make medicine.

So when they heard the noise, first they saw a crack in the door, revealing a bewildered eye, then a head, and finally half a body.

He was still holding a kitchen knife and a hoe, seemingly prepared to fight to the death.

"It's...it's A-Yun!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise, recognizing the leader, A-Yun.

"And there's a weasel, and what's it holding in its hand, isn't it a little eunuch!"

"The little eunuch? That Wang Laizi? Isn't he the village chief's lackey?"

"Temple god...which temple god?"

Such whispers arose one after another, filled with doubt.

Until an old man's excitement overshadowed everything else.

"It's the temple god! The temple god has truly appeared!"

He opened the wooden door with a "snap," and a timid little girl followed him out.

Zhang Wenhao's divine sense swept over it and he recognized it immediately.

He is Yan Tengwen, the old man who once vowed to protect his granddaughter from being turned into a medicine.

He secretly worshipped the statue of the God of the Green Lamp and prayed devoutly.

And now, he is the first person to stand up and shout.

"Ah Yun, where is the temple god?"

Tears streaming down his face, the old man Yan Tengwen bowed tremblingly to Ayun.

The bewildered little girl, seeing her grandfather like this, also knelt down.

Ayun was frightened by this action, but she did not show the fear that a young girl would normally have.

Now, you are the messenger of the temple god, so do not be humble, cowardly, or underestimate yourself.

Instead, she accepted it with an almost friendly yet dignified attitude, and gently helped the two of them up, saying:

"Old Man Yan, the temple god has now appeared and the village is saved."

"Look, the little eunuch Wang Laizi and the medicine man who followed him have been subdued. From now on, no evil spirit will dare to come again!"

These words carried weight and authority, and coupled with the weasel carrying people behind them, they commanded considerable respect.

However, many villagers remained skeptical.

However, such doubts immediately disappeared.

Smoke rose in different corners of the village, and wherever it passed, the mournful cries of souls could be heard.

This is not a painful lament, but a release.

Zhang Wenhao, exuding authority without anger, slowly rose into the air.

At this moment, his eyes were completely golden.

The sunlight elongated the suspended figure, making him appear like a deity emerging from the incense smoke of an ancient temple, his divine presence causing all evil spirits to flee.

[Ding! You have converted the drug user (6/20)]

[Ding! You have converted the drug user (7/20)]

[Ding! You have converted the drug user (8/20)]

......

[Ding! You have converted the drug user (20/20)]

[Gain Incense Power +200]

[Having suffered a life of hardship, I was fortunate to receive divine mercy from the lamp, which dispelled the illusion of worldly sweetness and alleviated the suffering of the physical body. Now, in this day of salvation, my body returns to the earth, and my soul enters the cycle of reincarnation.]

They've waited too long for this moment.

However, the culprit has not yet been brought to justice.

This narration is different from the previous one, which is more somber and compassionate.

At this moment, he is the embodiment of the Way of Heaven in the world.

The mission has ended, but the number of people converted by the drug continues to increase.

The number of people in the village suffering from the effects of the medicine was unexpected; they collapsed in circles.

We were getting closer and closer to that enclosed tower.

Zhang Wenhao frowned upon seeing this.

It seems that the village chief is among them.

The talisman used to control the drug user would definitely be active frequently, making it impossible for it to go unnoticed.

Still hiding like a coward...?

Or should we just remove the turtle shell?

He pondered this.

Previously, most of the skills I acquired were related to "control," "spirit," and "incense," with very few actual attacks.

As a result, he can't think of any effective offensive methods for the time being.

When the statue was touched previously, the displayed physical value was 4.

But this is probably his actual value in reality.

With the blessing of incense power in the game, I must have more than 4 points of physical strength, right?

Then we'll find out by testing it with this tower!

Zhang Wenhao clenched his fists and slammed them towards the tower.

"Bang!!!"

It was a heavy, muffled sound.

The mottled wall shook violently, and cracks burst open from the knuckles.

Cracks everywhere!

The plaster crumbled and fell to the ground, turning into dust and debris.

"Aaaaaaah!!!"

The village girl inside, unaware of what had happened, could only desperately clutch her head and collapse to the ground.

But the expected impact did not occur.

The stones were gently lifted by an invisible force and fell with a crash to an empty spot.

Once they regained their senses, the people scattered and fled like startled birds and beasts.

Only one person, belching black smoke, remained in the same spot.

Zhang Wenhao, high in the sky, locked his divine sense firmly onto this person.

It's the village chief, Liu Changshun.

The person who was pushed to the forefront.

"You think you can be these people's guardian angel? Don't you think that's ridiculous?"

Liu Changshun, dressed in a long gown, angrily pointed at the high-ranking temple god and cursed.

"Before you came, they could have endured this. If only some of the disobedient ones had been sacrificed, the rest of them would not have had to worry about the floods every day, nor would they have had to work so hard every day."

"Now, you've destroyed all of this!!!"

"Without this village, without the medicine makers, without me, where would they go? Who would be willing to take in these elderly, weak, sick, and disabled people!"

He shouted so loudly that he forgot himself, and all his resentment came from the bottom of his heart, gushing out continuously from his chest.

After venting his anger, he was so weak that he could barely stand, clutching his chest and gasping for breath.

But his eyes still blazed with fury as he stared at Zhang Wenhao.

The village girls who escaped and the villagers hiding in the wooden houses all looked up at the person in the sky.

Fear, unease, and confusion.

They didn't know whether what Liu Changshun said was true or false.

Perhaps this world, teeming with demons and with broken dynasties, is simply not a place for mortals to live.

"I."

After a long while, the person in the heavens spoke.

Two concise words.

Zhang Wenhao's gentle divine sense surveyed every villager present.

Like the rays of sunlight.

[Ding! You have fulfilled villager Yan Tengwen's wish]

[Ding! You have fulfilled villager Yan Sui'er's wish]

[Ding! You have fulfilled villager Wang Mianmian's wish]

[Ding! You have fulfilled villager Gu Chunni's wish]

......

Countless streams of incense energy entered his body.

300, 500, 800, 1000...

It surged to 1020 before stopping.

[Incense Power -> lv3 (1020/50000)]

[Destiny Change: Earth God of Fortune]

A hundred years ago, you died by the roadside, and no one knew your name.

Countless villagers came to mourn you, a lonely ghost who died a violent death by the roadside, simply out of some kindness.

Now you have land, you have a sense of belonging.

Your smoke rose as roots, taking hold in this land.

You have taken root here.

[Your destiny will change accordingly]

【"The God of Fortune and Earth"】