But as he thought about it, he suddenly felt that he seemed a little strange to him right now.

These natural but inexplicable thoughts are a bit strange.

"For other people, it's only been two years since they came to the wasteland, but for me, it's been ten times the time."

"After so much, am I still the same person?"

Sumo smiled bitterly, feeling indescribably complicated.

The memory of the wasteland has greatly covered the memory of modern times, and he can no longer remember many things clearly.

And from a long time ago, he was no longer an ordinary survivor, just to survive.

He is no longer a territorial lord, only farming and developing his own one-third of an acre.

Adam regards him as the savior of the Giant Mountain Star Territory and the key to reviving the Star Territory.

Human beings have placed countless hopes on him, and even in their dreams, they hope that he can lead his tribe to win the game, break out of the siege, and rebuild their homeland.

The foreigners hate him to the core, wishing to eat his flesh, sleep on his skin, drink his blood, twitch his tendons, break his bones and raise ashes.

The gods from outside the territory also cast their gaze over, paying attention to his movements at all times.

Under all kinds of pressure and all kinds of attention.

Sumo turned around and suddenly realized.

The person who first arrived two years ago and traveled to this wasteland ignorantly and ignorantly was already a completely different person compared to the person he is today.

Just like those practitioners in ancient legends, who went through many difficulties and dangers, experienced countless setbacks and vicissitudes, and finally one day had a sudden enlightenment and became a Buddha immediately.

Soma has now completed this step without knowing it, and gradually no longer looks like a normal human being.

In other words, after the awakening and sublimation of his soul, he possessed a trace of divinity.

His eyes no longer only reflected personal joys, sorrows, and joys. Those tiny emotional fluctuations could no longer occupy the entirety of his soul. Instead, they reflected the suffering and hope of the entire human race.

Especially in the past few days in the Boulder Territory and Stone Village.

Soma felt as if he had become an observer walking in the world, observing the joys and sorrows of human beings with his eyes, feeling their pain and struggle, and sharing their joy and hope.

He no longer cared about the suffering and torture he might endure in his heart, but took on all the pressure and burdens, whether they were threats from the outside or inner struggles, he bore them one by one.

Now, he actually has the consciousness that he is willing to sacrifice for mankind. This consciousness is no longer an empty slogan or a distant ideal, but he has turned it into a practical force for action.

Now, he is really used to giving without asking for anything in return, and he understands what selflessness and dedication are, and what it means to be happy.

"A human being who gradually acquires great power, but never loses himself in the rights that come with power."

"Perhaps, this is the real reason why the alien gods are afraid of me, fear me, kill me, and desperately want to end the game."

Boom.

A dull and profound bell ringing came slowly from the foot of the mountain, as if crossing the boundaries of time and space, echoing in everyone's ears.

Eight o'clock has arrived.

The next moment, as if there was an invisible force gently moving in the void, the game panels of all human players automatically opened at this moment to update the last game version.

There is no button to take charge and no dense notifications.

For the first time, the game panel is so simple, with only four large gilded characters listed in sequence in the center.

God only gambles and fights!

Being stared at, the words began to tremble slightly, and the two characters Shen and Zhi gradually separated, one to the left and the other to the right.

Behind the word "god", a face with sharp edges and corners gradually emerged.

For humans, this face is no stranger.

This is the only human god, and the only being who is qualified to sit down and play against alien races in this gambling game that crosses races and boundaries.

After the word "only" on the other side, the scene is completely different.

Countless black shadows with strange shapes began to emerge, gathering together densely, like a rolling dark cloud, exuding a heart-stopping unknown aura.

In heaven, God is spirit.

On earth, God is the only one.
Chapter completed!