Being carried by a group of robust men from the tribe to a ram-horned altar in the dense forest, Xu Tong finally stood up on his own and took a few steps closer to the altar. Neither the village chief nor the remaining strong men dared to approach the altar easily, because just getting close, the sounds emanating from the eerie Demon's Maw were enough to make them feel mentally disturbed, generating intense negative emotions. Xu Tong naturally didn't have this problem. As he walked towards the ram-horned altar, the village chief couldn't help but remind him, "Be careful, Leader! If you really can't complete the god's task, it's fine. After all, the difficulty is there. Don't force yourself. We won't laugh at you." Is it really that difficult? Hearing the village chief repeatedly emphasizing how difficult the task of pleasing the gods was, Xu Tong himself felt a little unsure. After thinking it over, he still walked up to the ram-horned altar. The Demon's Maw enshrined above the altar began to open and close slightly, transmitting some seductive sounds into Xu Tong's mind. Swallowing hard, Xu Tong was prepared to face all the difficult tasks. In the distance, the village chief and several strong male tribe members began to converse. "Village Chief, what are the chances of our leader completing the task this time?"
The village chief thought deeply for a moment, "Although I don't know why the Acting Envoy would call this man 'Master,' but no matter what, this man is the most outstanding leader we've found so far. In my opinion... he has about a 40% chance of completing the task of pleasing the gods." "40%? Isn't that a bit too low?" The village chief glared, "40% is a conservative estimate! Do you know that the other two tribes' leaders only have a 20% chance of completing the task of pleasing the gods? We should be thanking the heavens that we have a 40% chance! What do you know?" "But in my opinion, this will definitely take a while. In the past, even if those leaders completed the god's task of pleasing, it would take at least half an hour. We have a long wait ahead of us." At this time, the executioners were guarding Xu Tong's side, not standing with the others, so they could boldly lower their voices and discuss Xu Tong's performance. If the executioner was standing beside them, none of them would dare to mention Xu Tong's name. "Half an hour, that's too long. Let's think of a way to pass the time." As soon as one of the strong men finished speaking, they heard a series of footsteps approaching from a distance. The crowd turned back to look, only to see Xu Tong with a strange expression walking back to them. "No way..." The village chief's expression twisted. In his judgment, completing the task of pleasing the gods would take at least half an hour. Even if Xu Tong's identity was unusual, cut that in half, and he would still have to stay in front of the altar for ten minutes. From the time Xu Tong walked to the ram-horned altar to the time he walked back, did twenty seconds pass? Such a short time only allowed one thought to float into the village chief's mind. That was, Xu Tong had failed. Although he thought Xu Tong had a 40% chance of pleasing the gods, the probability was still very low in essence. "Uh... it's okay," the village chief chuckled, trying to comfort Xu Tong. "Victory and defeat are common in war. Although this altar failed to please the gods, we still have the remaining altars. Maybe the remaining altars will be simpler?" Hearing the village chief's words, Xu Tong showed a puzzled expression. "What victory or defeat? I didn't fail?" Now it was the village chief's turn to show a puzzled expression. "Huh? Didn't you fail? You only stayed in front of the altar for ten seconds before coming back. Isn't that a failure?" Xu Tong just shook his head, because in his vision, his progress bar for pleasing the gods had jumped up another notch. So, in fact, Xu Tong had succeeded. As for why he only stayed in front of the altar for ten seconds before coming back, there was only one reason.
The altar didn't give him a task! After Xu Tong walked up to the ram-horned altar, nothing happened. The next second, a line of text popped up in his vision. «Successfully Pleased the Gods» Xu Tong: ?? I haven't done anything yet! He felt like a young master working in his own family's business. Other laborers needed to work hard all day to get their wages, while he only needed to show his face and clock in, without doing anything, and the money would go into his pocket. This is too good! Seeing Xu Tong's performance, the village chief immediately looked at the ram-horned altar. At this time, the Demon's Maw enshrined on the altar had disappeared, as if it had already been satisfied. He really succeeded! He only spent ten seconds to complete a task that others needed to spend a lot of time on, and even had a high probability of not being able to complete. What is this guy's background! The village chief's legs went weak, and he immediately knelt down in front of Xu Tong. "Lead... Leader!" "Please guide us to the path of obtaining blessings!" Xu Tong was stunned. He turned back to look at the executioner behind him, who also bent down and said in an extremely respectful and joyful tone, "As expected, I was right. You are indeed the best candidate for the Master!" No. What is all this! Is this really a mutated dungeon? Xu Tong had a feeling. Why does it feel like the difficulty is even lower than a difficult dungeon! ----- Xie Zongyuan, who had been busy for most of the day, wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the text in his vision. «Failed to Please the Gods. This altar cannot be used for five minutes. Please find another altar» Damn it! Xie Zongyuan was so angry that he wanted to curse. He had been in front of this altar for almost an hour, but in the end, he was dismissed with a sentence of failure to please the gods? Is this really a task that humans can complete! He felt a little discouraged for a moment and looked at the progress bar in his vision. Xie Zongyuan's progress bar had no progress at all. After all, from the beginning to the present, he had not been able to successfully please the gods, so naturally, the progress bar would not increase at all.
On the other hand, Fu Yun's progress bar had obvious progress. At least it could be seen that Fu Yun's progress bar had already left Xie Zongyuan behind. "As expected of a top player, a big shot is a big shot. Even such a difficult dungeon can be steadily advanced. If it were someone else, they might not be able to do better than Fu Yun, right?" Xie Zongyuan now felt the gap between himself and top players like Fu Yun more and more clearly. No wonder people can enjoy the best treatment in the Bureau of Countermeasures. He simply couldn't compare to others! "As for the other person... it's a pity. He died at the beginning. I didn't even have the chance to see his ability..." He hadn't even finished his murmur when the remaining words were already stuck in Xie Zongyuan's throat. Wait? Xie Zongyuan widened his eyes and carefully compared the progress bar of the third player with the gap between him and Fu Yun. No, buddy. How is this person's progress so fast? It's worth two Fu Yuns! Is he on a plane!