A higher-dimensional incarnation, starting by leveraging the stars.

Chapter 30 Even a makeshift team can accomplish great things!

Those who read the book carefully will surely remember that when Hu Biao first acted mysteriously on Proxima Centauri B, he mentioned the term "primordial ritual" to Sowin and even criticized Sowin's ritual as being inaccurate.

Why would you say that?

Of course, he's just spouting nonsense to elevate his own image!

How could a high school student like him know anything about rituals or restoring the original state?

All his knowledge related to this matter came from his experience reading 3,000 articles. At that time, he felt that in addition to solving his tinnitus problem, he also needed to say something to elevate his image, so he said, "Search for the original rituals." It sounded mysterious and noble. Then, he forgot about it.

Still too young.

This is my first time being a god, and I have no experience.

He greatly underestimated the fanaticism of a believer who grew up in a materialistic world and converted to Christianity after seeing "God" for the first time.

Ever since he casually made up a "primordial ritual," Sowin began searching for all information related to it. Although he wasn't highly educated, didn't have much skill, and was from a low social circle, he had a fervent heart and a growing cult that couldn't stop him...

Most importantly, he experienced a "miracle," and shortly afterward, Hu Biao began to manage his tinnitus, integrating many similar small groups. To avoid trouble, he affiliated all these small groups with Sowin. After integration, the leaders of these small groups also experienced the Proxima Centauri "miracle," became fanatical believers, and received information about the "original rituals," which led to a certain result.

The religious order flourished, its strength and influence increased dramatically...

This is the current situation of the Sowen and the Sahwa order.

In this state of flourishing development where everything is "big," the search for the "original rituals" became the first priority of the order, and thus, it was highly efficient.

Numerous rituals from various indigenous beliefs in Southeast Asia were compiled and integrated by the Sowin and the newly formed clergy...

Those bloody and primitive rituals were immediately discarded by Soewin, because from the series of events that had occurred in Southeast Asia, it was clear that this "judge," who had just awakened from his slumber, possessed a heart of gold and benevolence. This was also what they had been promoting, and it was through this kind of promotion that the cult had grown so rapidly. Therefore, they naturally would not consider rituals that used human lives as sacrifices. After much searching, they finally found a ritual in some old archive that looked ancient enough and not too bloody, and then pieced it together to create what they considered a complete ritual.

Today, they are conducting their first communication experiment with this ritual.

Unfortunately, the development of this cult has reached a bottleneck. Although those who have experienced "miracles" know that "god" does exist, they cannot communicate with the "deity" no matter how much they pray after that "miracle." Although they know that the deity has just awakened and may not be in a good state, they are still anxious!

If they can communicate with the gods and perform miracles again, their cult will inevitably grow exponentially. After all, in this era where chaos is already emerging, a cult that believes in its own way has a huge advantage.

So, after gathering all the necessary ritual materials, they hurriedly began their first experiment.

Then, something went wrong...

...I am a dividing line...

In the dormitory, Hu Biao suddenly sat up in bed, his heart pounding irregularly in his chest.

It was a very strange feeling. He felt his mind clear up, as if someone had gently stroked his cerebral cortex with cool fingers, taking away some of the accumulated dust and making his thoughts suddenly flow more smoothly.

Then, he "saw" a scene, not a higher-dimensional view, but more like some kind of direct connection to his brain, allowing him to see it directly...

As dusk fell, in a typical Southeast Asian-style town, hundreds of believers were densely packed together in a place resembling a small square. They knelt on the ground, arranged according to some complex yet orderly pattern. The square's surface was painted with a huge circular array of geometric beauty and strange symbols in white lime. In the center of the array, Soe Win, dressed in a robe that looked more like a patchwork with various ancient patterns, stood with an expression so solemn it was almost ferocious. He raised his hands to the sky and chanted obscure and difficult ancient prayers. To Hu Biao, it was quite comical.

At some nodes of the array, there were many seemingly inconspicuous yet natural and primitive items, such as oddly shaped stones, dried herbs, earthenware jars filled with water, and even several huge, brightly colored bird feathers. Some people dressed in simple linen clothes, holding bundles of burning herbs, walked slowly along the lines of the array, the smoke curling up and carrying a strange fragrance.

Hu Biao had to acknowledge that these people had all been baptized by the miracle of Proxima Centauri B.

So, this is the "primordial ritual" they created?

The whole thing looks like a makeshift cult performing a ritual!

"Wait, I feel like I've seen these patterns and symbols before!"

Suddenly, as his gaze swept over the array of symbols, Hu Biao felt a jolt in his heart. Some of the lines and interwoven symbols appeared crudely imitated, seemingly similar yet strangely familiar.

"Wait... this looks like..." Hu Biao's pupils contracted, his consciousness suddenly shifting, "Is this a symbol from the ruins of the Third Civilization?!"

His vision shifted instantly, abruptly interrupting the ritual footage. His gaze fell upon a hollow underground, located five thousand meters directly beneath the Black Continent. This hollow was Hu Biao's personal "storage space," which he had carved out for himself. The fourteenth relic, shaped like a pine cone and which he had once kept in a glass bottle, was now placed here.

The gaze penetrates the peculiar non-metallic, non-stone material of the outer layer of the ruins, entering the deepest, most spacious hall.

The hall floor was scattered with what he had always thought were "rubble," while the surrounding walls and dome were engraved with countless intricate, mysterious, and completely incomprehensible patterns and symbols.

He had seen these patterns many times, finding them mysterious but not understanding them.

To his horror, he discovered that some of these patterns and symbols had begun to emit a faint glow, and those patterns and symbols that emitted a faint glow were highly similar to the seemingly most ancient and clumsy core symbols that Sowen had hastily pieced together, as if they had resonated with each other.

Moreover, besides these patterns and symbols, among the stones scattered on the ground, one stone located within these luminous patterns also began to emit a faint light. When Hu Biao's attention fell on that stone...

hum! !

An invisible resonance, seemingly transcending time and space, exploded in his mind!