Saints are the combat power ceiling of the original seeds of good fortune. Wang Ran believes that those who come to participate in this good fortune election are not fools, and a considerable number of them must have touched this ceiling.
So instead of letting a civilization that has not produced a saint take the risk of aiding the enemy by participating in the Wenming War, it would be better to give it the resources directly so that its civilization can make a further step forward.
The reason why the Nine civilization was chosen was because the Nine civilization only produced two powerful people at the ninth level of the altar, who were no match for Lina.
If Jiu's surrender order is not responded to, the Universal Church can easily defeat the other party and complete the resource transfer.
Cheap! Cheap! Cheap!
Wang Ran's perspective was forced to switch to a bird's-eye view, quickly passing over grasslands, mountains, rivers, oceans, and forests, and finally stopping on a magnificent cathedral.
In the square of the cathedral, Lina stood solemnly with a sword in both hands.
"The Civilization War Begins Immediately!"
"Enemy and our creativity score - A: A!"
"Enemy and our cohesion score - A: A!"
"Enemy and our combat power score—B:A!"
"Both sides have equal creativity and cohesion, and the attacking side has slightly better combat power. We now grant the attacking side the power to choose the battlefield environment. Please make a decision within three seconds!"
Battlefield environment
Wang Ran's mind raced, and he blurted out, "A vast plain with no obstructions!"
"Start generating the battlefield environment!"
"Both sides will have half a month to mobilize for war. Participants will be teleported to the battlefield. After the mobilization period ends, the battlefield will be in a state where entry is allowed but exit is not."
"When either side's battlefield occupancy reaches 90% and lasts for more than a year, the civilization war ends. The winner obtains ownership of the loser's fortune seeds and can decide the fate of the other civilization."
This was Wang Ran’s first civilized war, and he listened carefully to the rules.
The sky twisted, as if a painting was slowly unfolding, showing an endless plain without even a blade of grass on it.
When Wang Ran thought that this would be the battlefield for the decisive battle between the two great civilizations, he foresaw what a bloody hell on earth this place would become. However, this was not the battlefield between him and Jiu.
Since there is a pre-war mobilization before the war officially starts, as long as Jiu does not conduct a pre-war mobilization and does not allow the church to participate in the war, he can win the war without bloodshed.
The next second, Wang Ran felt that his perspective had regained freedom.
At the same time, a rectangular button with the word "Participants" written on it appeared in the upper right corner of the sight. If you click it with your consciousness, a huge list will pop up.
This list is still blank at this time.
"Is this how you determine who will participate?" Wang Ran frowned. "Only people can be admitted, but not weapons and equipment?"
He planned a powerful technological fleet, but couldn't get in
Then wouldn’t his efforts have been in vain
His figure flashed on the spot and appeared in front of Lina.
Lina looked at him excitedly: "God!"
Wang Ran nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "The real war is about to come. This is just a drill. Gather our troops and we will go there in half a month."
He looked out at the vast, illusory plain in the sky.
"Yes! God!"
Lina agreed with her mouth, but her body didn't move.
Wang Ran glanced at her in surprise.
Lina seemed to have been prepared. She immediately said, "The church has learned of your oracle. The thirteen religious armies of the Universal Church will be assembled within a week. They swear to shed their last drop of blood for you and the church!"
As a saint, Lina can pass on the news with just a thought, so there is no need for her to leave here.
Wang Ran nodded, turned around and prepared to leave.
Suddenly, a warm little hand grabbed the corner of his clothes from behind.
Lina's voice sounded behind him, revealing a pitiful feeling: "God, you haven't come to see me for a long time, can you stay with me for a while before leaving..."
Wang Ran was silent.
God’s life span is long, and he only recently came to realize this.
He had spent more than a decade raising Lina, and his appearance and mentality were still the same as they had been a dozen years earlier, but Lina had truly developed feelings for him and had formed a special bond with him.
Wang Ran sighed softly: "When no one is around..."
"Yes! Father!" Lina excitedly threw away the huge sword in her other hand, and her petite body suddenly stuck to Wang Ran. Her two arms as white and tender as lotus roots tightly wrapped around Wang Ran's arms, and gently swayed back and forth, like a little girl acting coquettishly.
Wang Ran frowned slightly.
He did not develop fatherly love for Lina just because he had raised her for more than ten years. His feelings towards Lina were more like those of a brother and sister. Lina's overly intimate behavior made him feel uncomfortable.
"Lina, you've grown up. You can't stick to your father like before." Wang Ran sighed softly. He tried to break free from Lina's arms, but his body was only at the level of a virtual god. He was completely unable to shake Lina, a saint.
He failed.
He sighed again: "Lina, can you let me go?"
Lina shook her head: "No, father only comes to see Lina once in a long time, how can Lina let father go so easily?"
Wang Ran felt very helpless.
He wouldn't activate [Time and Space Displacement], or [Ghosts and Gods Coming to the World] or [Phoenix Resting in the Wu Tree] just to push Lina away. That would be too exaggerated.
He suddenly realized that he had another reason to practice, which was to improve his strength so that he would have the power to resist when his close ones tried to influence him.
The means he now possesses are too powerful and cannot be used easily, which makes him very powerless when facing Lina's coaxing and persuasion.
"Let me go, I will stay with you for half a month." Wang Ran whispered.
Lina blinked: "Half a month..."
"We will still stay in that place in the sky for another year. As long as you promise not to do anything intimate like this to me, I will stay with you for another extra year." Wang Ran paused, waiting for Lina's response.
The creators of civilization cannot participate in the war of civilizations, otherwise the election of creation would be meaningless and it would be sufficient to directly compare the combat effectiveness of the participants.
But the founders of civilization can stand on the battlefield and bring spiritual inspiration to their own civilization, which is allowed.
"Really? That's great!" Lina let go of Wang Ran's arm.
Wang Ran pursed his lips. He vaguely felt that Lina rubbed him with some soft part of her body just before she let go of him, but he was not sure because Lina's movements were too fast.
"Lina, you don't have any blasphemous thoughts, do you?" Wang Ran's face suddenly became serious.
Lina's body stiffened for a moment, and she forced a smile: "Hahahahaha, father, you think too much. I absolutely have no blasphemous thoughts, absolutely not..."
Feeling Lina's reaction, Wang Ran fell silent.
I think I raised the daughter I adopted in a wrong way. Is it too late to correct it now