Warhammer: Become a Saint Starting with the Banner of Souls

Chapter 69 Expanding the Small World



Chapter 69 Expanding the Small World

During this process, the numbers on Qin Mo's merit panel were jumping wildly.

Every cheer, every act of kneeling, every pair of devout eyes contributes a trickle to his pool of merit.

The merit of faith provided by a single individual is negligible.

But the sheer volume of it is overwhelming.

A whole day.

Qin Mo, with Creed in tow, flew over the entire bastion from beginning to end.

His radiant presence was felt in every corner.

As evening approached, Qin Mo glanced at his merit panel.

Merit value: 61247

From over 30,000 in the morning to over 60,000 now,

In just one day, it nearly doubled.

Although the merit of converting faith is far less than the benefit of directly eliminating demons in a single instance.

A single demon can number in the dozens, hundreds, or even thousands.

But faith is something that lasts; it's a long-term investment.

"Not bad." Qin Mo nodded in satisfaction.

Night falls.

After a day of "morale boosting," Qin Mo finally returned to the temporary accommodation that Creed had arranged for him.

It was a separate room on the top floor of the bastion's command tower. The space wasn't large, but under wartime conditions, it was considered the best possible accommodation.

Inside the room, several large alloy crates were neatly stacked in the corner.

That was the first batch of supplies sent by Orik.

Although it's only the first batch, probably only about 30% of the quantity on the list, it's enough for him to use for now.

Qin Mo nodded slightly and waved his right hand.

A flash of inspiration appeared on the storage ring.

All the boxes, along with the supplies inside, have vanished.

Then, Qin Mo looked around to make sure no one was there.

He made a hand seal with his right hand, and spiritual power surged out, forming an invisible barrier that spread outwards from him, covering the entire room.

Even within a 30-meter radius outside the room, this barrier can block all detection, whether physical or psionic.

After doing all this, Qin Mo took out the Myriad Souls Banner, and with a flicker, he disappeared into the Myriad Souls Banner.

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Inside the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, there is an independent space.

At this moment, Qin Mo sat cross-legged on a stone platform in the center of the space, with three dark gray stones placed in front of him.

Those were low-level space stones he redeemed from the system shop.

Qin Mo looked at the space stone in front of him, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Let's begin."

He formed hand seals, and spiritual power surged forth like a tide, enveloping the three spatial stones.

The weapon forging has begun.

For cultivators at the Mahayana stage, crafting weapons is an extremely easy task.

Especially for crafting such low-level storage rings.

Qin Mo was even planning his next move while refining the product.

With spiritual power at its command, the space stone gradually softened, fused, and reshaped under the high temperature.

He compressed three low-level space stones into an alloy ring the size of a ring using the most streamlined array structure.

The interior space is five cubic meters.

In the cultivation world, few people would even consider a storage ring of this capacity.

But it's different here.

"It's done."

It took no more than fifteen minutes in total.

A metal ring with a faint silver sheen lay quietly in Qin Mo's palm.

He held the ring up to his eyes and examined it closely. The workmanship wasn't particularly exquisite; in fact, it was somewhat rough. But the ring worked perfectly.

"Just make it casually, it's not for myself anyway," Qin Mo said nonchalantly, tucking the ring into his sleeve.

As for whether the mechanical sage named Eulik could reverse engineer the spatial storage technology from this ring, Qin Mo wasn't worried at all.

What a joke.

This is a weapon-refining technique from the cultivation world. Its core driving force is spiritual power, its material is space stones, and its core formation is a storage array.

Which of these three things does this world possess?

Without spiritual power, you can't even sense the array structure of the ring; without a space stone, you can't even do the most basic spatial folding; without knowledge of array formations from the cultivation world, you can't even understand the meaning of those runes.

Even if he took the ring apart, he could only come to one conclusion.

"This is an ordinary alloy ring; there are no visible mechanical structures or electronic components inside."

Then, completely baffled, I began to question the meaning of life.

Thinking of that scene, Qin Mo's lips couldn't help but curl up slightly.

Such monopolistic technology should naturally be kept in our own hands.

"Alright, the ring issue is resolved. Next..."

His gaze shifted to the merit panel that had appeared in the void before him.

Merit value: 61247

"Over sixty thousand..." Qin Mo muttered to himself, "I originally wanted to save more, but now it seems better to invest it first."

His gaze shifted downwards, landing on a line of small print at the bottom of the merit panel.

[Small World Panel]

[Current dimensions: 50 meters long × 50 meters wide × 50 meters high]

[Merit required for the next expansion: 60,000]

The space we have now is neither too big nor too small.

If it were just for him to live alone, it would be more than enough as a secluded retreat.

But Qin Mo's ambitions clearly extend beyond this.

What he wanted was an independent world that could be self-sufficient, a base where he could grow spiritual herbs, raise spiritual beasts, and station troops.

That place is far from enough.

"Expansion."

Qin Mo issued the order without hesitation.

[Under expansion...]

Expansion completed.

[Current dimensions: 100 meters long × 100 meters wide × 100 meters high]

[Merit required for the next expansion: 60,000]

In an instant, half of the merit was lost.

And the space beneath our feet has indeed become larger.

It has been expanded from fifty meters to one hundred meters.

However, Qin Mo looked around and frowned slightly.

"Thirty thousand merits, and it's only increased this little?"

His tone was clearly one of dissatisfaction.

Fifty meters to one hundred meters sounds like double, but in reality, it just feels like going from a small courtyard to a slightly larger one.

It is still far from the independent world he envisioned, a world "within a hundred miles, complete with mountains and rivers".

What annoyed him even more was...

The next expansion will require 60,000 merits.

"Doubled?"

Doesn't this mean that the cost will double every time there's an expansion?

If this exponential growth continues, expanding the small world to a radius of hundreds of miles...

The amount of merit required would probably be astronomical.

"It seems we're still a long way from becoming a true miniature world."

Qin Mo sighed, with a hint of helplessness in his voice.

[Host, there's no need to worry.]

What this world has in abundance is population and faith.

[Once the host's reputation is fully established, the flow of faith will be inexhaustible, and so will the accumulation of merit.]

[Given the host's current rate of development, the future looks promising.]

Qin Mo nodded slightly upon hearing this.

makes sense.

The greatest advantage of this world is its large population.

Even if each person contributes only 0.01% of the merit every day out of a population of trillions, that would still be a terrifying and suffocating number.

Thinking about this, Qin Mo felt a little better.

"Long-term investment, no rush."

He said to himself.


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