Once upon a time there was a greedy snake

But at that moment, Sethka suddenly thought of something else.

"Since I've already thought this way, what do these chosen champions from the heavens think?"

Chapter 226 Who Writes a Diary If They're a Serious Person?

While Setka, who was in charge of security, was secretly observing these heavily armored Chosen Champions, these Chosen Champions from outer space were also observing these locals.

The one who observed the most was naturally the second-generation Maifan Sage, Elias. He had once traveled to the Underworld with the Ancient Serpent and had also been appointed as a guide to the Underworld—which meant that the locals who originally lived here had, to some extent, come under his jurisdiction.

Since we're already going to take charge, we definitely need to find out more about it first.

Moreover, Elias was also somewhat curious about these locals.

"After all, these locals, how should I put it..."

Elias found it hard to describe the feeling. After all, looking at the entire star system, the natives of this planet seemed rather primitive. They hadn't even developed their own technological system yet, and were still at the stage of relying on the gods for everything. So-called divine magic, although it had some similarities to magic, was essentially still about asking the gods for help.

In a sense, this is not even very common. After all, the civilizations or powers that Elias is aware of are basically those with some reputation. Elias can only experience this kind of primitive atmosphere when he goes on some experiential tours or vacations.

"But these locals... should not be underestimated."

Recalling the intelligence he had gathered over this period of time, Elias's expression became serious.

Originally, in Elias's eyes, and even in the eyes of all the chosen champions, this land should have been a place similar to their homeland—although their homelands were all different, they had one thing in common: the hierarchy spread by the God of Courage had reached their homeland.

Having a clear level means having a clear direction; gaining experience provides the motivation to move forward. When this system enters their world, everyone is inevitably drawn into this path to becoming stronger.

Until the strongest among them is determined, they will gain the qualification to travel to the stars.

As for when these blessings from the god of courage descended upon his homeland, Elias couldn't quite remember. He only remembered that these things were already there when he was very young, when everyone was leveling up and competing to be the strongest. The whole thing was as natural as eating and drinking.

Ilias himself was the one who leveled up the fastest.

From obscurity to dominating the entire planet, Elias only took thirty years—and that's not even the calendar of his homeland, but rather the calendar of this land. Such speed is not only remarkable in his homeland, but also places him among the top tier of chosen champions.

"So, how long did it take for the locals on this planet to go from accepting this system to reaching a level of three or four hundred?"

Just thinking about it sent chills down Elias's spine.

Yes, these locals do have decades of accumulated experience, and it's inevitable that they'll be at a higher level when they're now being transformed into the God of Courage's hierarchy. But that's the problem: levels of three or four hundred are just too high.

Keep in mind that even as the chosen champion, he is only at level 200-something right now.

The other chosen champions who came here were generally around level 200, and none of them could even reach level 300.

Even if these locals' levels were achieved through activities unrelated to combat, the number three or four hundred is still quite astonishing. The God of Courage's level system is not arbitrarily assigned; being recognized as three or four hundred levels means that they do indeed possess corresponding strength.

They just haven't yet converted that strength into combat power.

Is it a lack of interest? Or a lack of awareness about this?

Elias leaned towards the latter, after all, he could see the longing that the locals unconsciously showed when they saw warriors—in other words, if given the chance, they would still want to become warriors.

However, these locals never imagined that their skills in bricklaying, iron smelting, and cooking, which were at levels three or four hundred, could actually be used in battle.

"With such great talent, yet so ignorant... Where have I ended up?"

It was at this moment that Elias became increasingly aware that there seemed to be too many things wrong with the planet beneath his feet.

Originally, Elias thought this place was just another hunting ground for the God of Courage. Judging from its location, this planet could even be described as remote and desolate. So, barring any unforeseen circumstances, it would only become an arena for the chosen champions, just like the previous planets, until the strongest one left with glory, leaving behind only corpses and shattered land.

But now...

A death god who should never have secluded himself here, a master of the way of the soul, and a group of local natives with terrifyingly high talent, yet completely unaware of it.

If either of these two things were to appear, it would still be within Elias's comprehension. But if both appeared together...

What other secrets are hidden on this planet?

In an instant, Elias had the urge to retreat.

It was the keen intuition of a top-tier soldier that reminded him that now was the best time to evacuate; if it were any later, he might not even be able to leave.

"It can actually make me feel fear?"

Leaving was out of the question. As the chosen champion of the God of Courage, Elias would not act so cowardly. At this moment, he was simply curious about what he had sensed that made even him feel the urge to retreat.

Is it the God of Death? Not necessarily. After all, he went to that subspace in person. If he really had a premonition about it, he should have already anticipated it in the Underworld.

Were they those incredibly talented local natives? Clearly not. Those natives were completely unaware of their talent; they still believe it's simply their pursuit of skill…

"Wait! The pursuit of skill!"

The key words triggered a key memory, and Elias immediately made a connection to something.

Yes, it's about the pursuit of skill.

Perhaps to these natives, this matter seems to be no problem.

But Elias knew that this thirst for knowledge would surely attract the attention of some being in the starry sky.

That was a being no less powerful than the God of Courage, and perhaps even more terrifying.

Chapter 227 Knowledge Falling from the Sky

Recently, Tatunbhuto's daily tournament has been in full swing, drawing in even many people who were not originally involved.

Just like Nutba, a middle-aged carpenter with outstanding skills, from repairing ships and building houses to making tables and chairs, there is nothing he can't do if it can be made of wood. After the promotion of that set of divine spells that increased levels and experience, he naturally rushed to level 357 in one go.

"The Carpenter's Master" is how people praise Nutba. Although Nutba appears nonchalant and focused solely on his work, he actually feels proud of the title after hearing it so many times.

After all, this is recognition of his skills, and even recognition of his life. He has truly become the most outstanding carpenter, and his hard work has not been in vain.

But recently, his position has been challenged.

Those were the chosen champions who had descended from the heavens; these monsters clad in heavy armor were actually challenging him in the very area he excelled at.

To be fair, if these monsters really attacked him, he would admit that he was no match for them and being killed would be justified. But being defeated in his most prized area would be worse than being killed. So when faced with the challenge, he put in all his effort and meticulously crafted a wooden bird.

Although the wooden bird looks like a decoration, when it is thrown into the sky, it can actually circle three times in the air before falling back into your hand. Just looking at the way the wooden bird flaps its wings and circles, it can truly be called a divine skill.

Unfortunately, the chosen champion who challenged him brought out a refrigerator instead.

It's just a box made of solid wood, yet it exudes a chilling aura; if you put water inside, it will actually freeze.

If the exquisite wooden bird can be considered a marvel of craftsmanship, then this wooden box is a true miracle. Moreover, compared to the wooden bird, which can only be admired, this ice-making technique is incredibly useful in the sweltering summer.

There's no need for further comparison; the difference in quality is immediately apparent from the moment they're brought out.

Nutba, known as the "Carpenter's Master," was defeated on the spot.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Nobuta simply couldn't believe that he was the one who lost. It was undoubtedly a complete denial of his skills, and even his entire life. But the entire fight went perfectly. To show that he hadn't cheated, the chosen champion who challenged him even gave him the refrigerator.

After some inspection, Nutba had to admit that the refrigerator was working perfectly fine and there was nothing that could be called cheating. If there was any problem, it was that he simply couldn't understand the technology.

Simply carving one more character on the wooden box made the whole box exude a chilling aura. How could such a nonsensical thing work?

No matter how much Nutba didn't want to admit it, the truth was still in front of him: what he considered utter nonsense actually worked.

His values ​​were severely impacted, and his career suffered a huge blow. Losing his number one title left Nutba depressed for a full month—but as a top carpenter, he ultimately did not completely collapse.

He remembered how he had overcome all the hardships along the way, and he also remembered how he had honed his skills. It was just a temporary setback; it wasn't like he hadn't experienced it before.

As long as he hones his skills diligently, he will eventually be able to stand on the top again. Besides, why can't he learn the skills of those chosen champions?

"Yes! What they can do, I can do too!"

With this in mind, Nutba began his studies.

In order to learn about these unfamiliar runes, Nutba even suppressed his frustration and willingly sought guidance from the chosen champions. After that, he began to keep trying – even though many people said that the refrigerator he made was a shameless copy, Nutba didn't care, because he knew very well what he was doing.

“I will learn from you, and then surpass you… just like you did.”

Nutba felt that the axe and chisel in his hands were his knife and sword.

On that bloodless battlefield, he had already begun his charge against those chosen champions.

But that's clearly not enough. After all, the chosen champions are also constantly improving. They are learning his skills and mastering his techniques—like the wooden bird he carved before, which they learned completely after just one look.

On the other hand, the refrigerators he built, although they could make ice, were no match for the one built by the chosen champion himself.

"So, how exactly can we achieve the best?"

After yet another failed attempt, Nutba threw down his chisel and looked up at the night sky.

He had been trying for who knows how long, but still couldn't grasp the underlying principles. The more he studied, the more problems he encountered. He just wanted to find an answer, an answer that could improve his skills. Was this really so difficult?

"Who can tell me?"

Nutba looked at the starry sky, the place where, it was said, the chosen warriors came from.

"Can anyone tell me what to do?"

Of course, Nutba also knew that this questioning was just a temporary emotional release, and the stars in the sky wouldn't tell him anything; he could only find the answer himself.

Just as Nooteba was about to lower his head and begin his attempt again...

He suddenly noticed that a star in the sky seemed to be winking at him.

The twinkling stars seem to speak.

In that instant, Nutba suddenly sensed something.

Things that were previously incomprehensible suddenly became clear, and aspects that were previously incomprehensible suddenly gained new understanding, as if knowledge had suddenly been poured into his brain. Nutba instantly understood everything.

"But... that's not enough."

Nutba remained expressionless.

He should have been overjoyed after understanding, but Nutba felt it wasn't enough. This level of understanding couldn't satisfy his thirst for knowledge. He wanted more, and more!

"Perhaps I should do something."

Seeing the axe and chisel that had somehow ended up in his hands, Nutba decided to try them out himself.

Chapter 228 The Consequences of Knowing Too Much

Three days later, the law enforcement team of the Serpent God City cracked a major murder case. The murderer was Nutba, the famous "Carpenter Immortal" in the city.

When Setka led his men into Nutba's courtyard, he could hardly believe what he was seeing. He had seen many people kill each other to level up, but he had never seen such a gruesome scene before, where human bodies and wood were hammered together to make furniture.

However, compared to the process of capturing Nobuta, the things in the yard are nothing.

At the beginning, when the law enforcement team learned that they were going to arrest just a "carpenter immortal", they were shocked, but in reality they didn't take it too seriously. After all, no matter what, the carpenter immortal was only good at carpentry. If they really got into a fight, he might not be as good as these warriors.

However, when they actually started working together, they realized that this carpentry master was not only skilled in carpentry.

When the chariot loaded with crossbow bolts was driven out, the soldiers of the enforcement team were stunned. Before they could even react, four of them were crushed to death on the spot. Then, a volley of crossbow bolts came down, and the remaining six soldiers were pinned to the wall.

These warriors, who had withstood the storms of battle, couldn't even last a single round before their entire unit was wiped out.

However, the matter had escalated to such a great extent that it could no longer be suppressed, so more soldiers arrived at the front lines—yes, the front lines. They were even treating this matter as a war.

As it turned out, their intuition was correct. After losing more than thirty lives, it was finally the "Greatblade Zasatek" among the four priests who personally took action, using his divinely bestowed blade to withstand two volleys of crossbow bolts before finally cleaving Nautba in two, along with his chariot.

They had considered taking prisoners alive, but clearly the situation had become so dire that they couldn't even do that—simply because if that slash hadn't been aimed at a person, the chariot that was lying on the ground would have already stood up.

"Is this... the Carpenter Immortal?"

Recalling that terrifying vehicle, Setka suddenly felt that the seemingly absurd race before was actually fine.

If a mere carpenter immortal can achieve such a level of skill, what terrifying power must immortals in other professions possess?

Looking at the terrifying furnishings in the courtyard, Setka suddenly felt a little afraid to think about it.

However, at this moment, the four priests suddenly issued an order that everything in the courtyard must be burned on the spot, and nothing could be left behind—even the law enforcement soldiers who had participated in the search were to be taken outside the city to the side of the serpent god for a month of retraining.

"This……"

Seth felt like he had guessed something, but he wasn't sure.

It wasn't until he saw the giant blade, Satek, that he confirmed his guess from the priest.

"It's called training, but it's actually to wash away any influences that may be present in you."

Sataik the Greatsword had a solemn expression.

"You guessed right, just as you thought. This carpenter immortal received knowledge from heaven... Don't think this is a good thing. Just look at his fate. This is not even the mildest case."

This... is considered mild?