A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

This was discovered by chance.

On the way to Novgorod, we passed many places, including churches.

Of course, Thomas would not miss this opportunity to get free divine power.

Then he accidentally discovered that as long as he carried the golden apple with him, the speed of gathering divine power seemed to be faster.

Specifically, the speed at which the damaged godhead absorbs particles has not increased, but its ability to condense particles seems to have increased.

The concentration that could not be condensed into divine power before can now be condensed into divine power.

The improvement is very obvious and can be clearly distinguished.

Thomas conducted repeated tests before he was sure that the golden apple was the reason for this effect.

Although it is impossible to guess the reason behind it, eating the golden apple directly is no longer a decision to be made lightly.

After much research, no results were found.

As for divine power…it’s now more than fifty groups.

By the way, it should be because of the Blasphemous Knight that Thomas will get an extra one or two groups of rewards every day even if he does nothing.

Thomas had already made up his mind that once he met the couple, he would study in detail why this effect occurred.

In addition, Thomas discovered something incomprehensible.

Although going to church and participating in various Christian activities can gain divine power, going to a gathering of the indigenous gods of Russia will have no such effect at all.

As a Christian knight, Thomas had previously been reluctant to venture into such places. However, this time, he had been hiding his identity as a Christian, so it was no problem for him to participate in those rural sacrificial activities.

Then they discovered that no matter how many people participated in these sacrificial activities, they could not bring much divine power.

In other words, the efficiency of divine power is greatly reduced.

A Christian gathering of only a few hundred people can bring forth a divine power.

If there aren't hundreds of people, then a few more participants can gather a group of divine power.

But a pagan gathering, well, even one with hundreds or even thousands of people, would require three or five attendances to generate a mass of divine power.

I can only say that I still don’t understand the logic behind the divine power.

Chapter 197: The Young Evil One

After studying the golden apple for a while, Thomas got down to business.

Take out paper and pen and start writing.

Thomas has been working on this since he arrived here.

Although it is said that he wrote it himself, in fact it is not completely original, but he used reference books.

The title of the reference book is "Becoming a Great Magician".

It is a book about magic circulated among the people of Kiev, or ordinary people.

Naturally, the content of the book is full of errors and omissions, so much so that the church is too lazy to ban it.

While the book contains numerous errors, it is not without merit. Its writing is straightforward, and the content progresses from the basics to the complex, layer by layer. It possesses a strong scientific appeal and is highly readable.

Even people from the middle and lower classes who are not very literate can understand it.

Of course, since the content of popular science is always wrong, the more you understand it, the greater the fallacy becomes.

If you really study and practice according to what the book says, it would be a waste of time.

If you're unlucky, you might even train yourself into a psychopath... It's not impossible.

Thomas used the contents of this book as a reference when compiling his own book.

I haven’t written a title for the book yet, but if I really have to have one, it would probably be “About the Nameless God.”

Thomas tried his best to mix his past life memories, various seemingly strange legends, and even things like Cthulhu mythology into this book.

Even if we can't confirm whether it's real or not, at least it looks pretty impressive.

Although the book is still in the writing stage and has not yet been shown to the public, Thomas feels very good about himself.

Even if you can't fool a seasoned wizard like Gandalf, it should be enough to fool an ordinary wizard. Even if you can't fool a professional wizard, it should be enough to fool ordinary people.

After all, there are people who collect and believe in books like "Becoming a Great Magician" which are full of loopholes.

No matter how bad his book is, it is at least not worse than "Becoming a Great Magician".

After writing for a long time and many pages, seeing that it was getting late, Thomas packed up his paper and pen and went out to eat and sleep.

The next morning, everything was the same.

Dierke came to see him.

In the near future, Dierke will serve as a guide to help Thomas get familiar with the city.

After walking for a while, Thomas suddenly felt something was not right.

Why are we here at the Grand Theater again?

"Hey, didn't you say yesterday that it was inappropriate to go here?" Thomas still remembered what happened yesterday.

Dirk patted his arm.

"Ford has booked a small room here today," Dierke said. "I went to inquire about it yesterday. Come with me later to toast him, apologize, and we'll be done with it. Ford is a mean-spirited man, and you shouldn't have insulted him in public yesterday. If he really does something, you might not be able to come here again."

"Isn't his father just a businessman? Why does he have such great influence?"

"Merchant?!" Dierke's face was clearly filled with anger. "So you don't understand the situation at all! He's a liaison for several Chude tribes. If nothing else, the Grand Duke has to give him some leeway. Otherwise, he'd be offending those barbarian tribes."

"Listen to me, go and toast and apologize!"

Thomas shook his head slightly, and then he realized that it was not as easy as he had imagined for a person to live a peaceful and good life.

The first thing you need to do is bow your head.

You have to bow your head everywhere in life, even when facing a little kid you just met once.

"Forget about the toast and apology," Thomas said. "At best, I'll just not come here anymore."

"You!?" Dill was furious. "Why are you so stubborn?!"

At first he thought the other person had a bad temper and was not trustworthy, but after spending a few days together he felt he was okay.

As a result, we now really know each other.

"I spent a lot of effort to get you this chance to apologize!"

Before he could say more, Thomas had already taken the initiative to go upstairs.

According to the agreement, the Blasphemous Knight and his wife should be waiting for him here.

Sure enough, Thomas found Eva after just a quick look around.

She was wearing ordinary clothes and sitting in the corner, not very noticeable. However, there was no sign of Boris around her.

But it doesn't matter. These two are newlyweds. If one is here, the other one must not be too far away.

"Eva!" Thomas greeted over there.

Eva also noticed Thomas and hurried over.

"Who is this……"

"This is Dirk, my cousin," Thomas introduced. "This is Eva, my friend."

Dierke looked Eva up and down, but it was hard to tell her identity from her outfit.

Eva's movements were restrained and polite, courteous but not affectionate. From her words and actions, it was obvious that she and Thomas did not have that kind of relationship.

"I once employed her husband as a bodyguard," Thomas said. "He was also my friend."

The three of them were talking over there when they suddenly heard a slow call.

"Dilko!"

When I looked up, I saw Vsevolod from yesterday coming towards me.

I must have been passing by and happened to see them.

Yesterday he was followed by a group of people, but today he was followed by only two people.

One was a teenager who was a year younger than him, and the other was a young man about the same age as Thomas.

There were a few other guards, but they were a little further away.

However, the young man did not look very healthy, his eyelids were swollen, and he looked like he had been drinking and having sex too much.

Thomas noticed that Dierko's expression became a little nervous.

"Be careful what you say!" Dirko lowered his voice. "That's Vsevolod's second brother, a famous playboy, and just as petty as Vsevolod! Everyone calls him Visby."

Vsevolod did not speak, it was his second brother who spoke.

"Dilko, long time no see. You've gained weight again."

"Lord Visby, you haven't changed."

"Ha, I heard that you were wandering around the city with that distant relative who appeared from some mountain valley. How come you have time to come here?" Visby laughed.

"That's why I came here." Dierke answered awkwardly, but couldn't help rolling his eyes at Thomas.

If it weren't for Thomas's troublemaking, how could he be humiliated here in public and deliberately mocked?

"That's not right," the young man's eyes swept past Thomas and landed on Eva. "Didn't they say that distant relative was single? How did such a stunning woman appear? Oh, that figure... that look, wow! No wonder I'm so confused and can't tell good from bad."

"Visby, this is Eva, it's..." Dirke said.

"No matter who it is, let alone anything else, just based on this girl, you deserve to play with me, buddy. My treat, let's go!" The young man waved his hand. "I don't need anything else from you, just let this girl accompany me! Oh, this isn't a relative or elder of yours, is she?" He smiled. "But that's even better. We'll all be family..."

"You are looking for death!" Thomas said suddenly.

Chapter 198: The Young Evil Man 2

His voice was calm, neutral and peaceful, without any emotion.

But everyone present heard it clearly.

Even the irrelevant audience around heard this sentence.

For a moment, the atmosphere froze.

People made way.

The originally crowded crowd dispersed to avoid being affected by the turmoil.

Of course, everyone's eyes were gleaming with the glint of a spectator, the only thing missing was some sunflower seeds and tea to cheer them up. This kind of thing was much more exciting than a drama.

The young man named Visby (clearly a nickname, not his real name) was also stunned for a moment. He even reached up to scratch his ears, as if he thought he had misheard.

"Um... sorry." The young man said with a smile. "I was a little distracted just now, so I didn't hear clearly."

"So could you please repeat what you just said?"

"Visby!" Dierke rushed forward, trying to separate the two. "Give me some face..."

"Shut up!" The young man's smile suddenly changed, turning cold and ruthless. He stared at Dierke. "Since he dared to say such words in front of me, he must bear the consequences!"

Dierke was frightened by the other party's oppressive gaze and roar.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

He didn't dare to stand in front anymore and was forced to step back half a step.

A smile appeared on the young man's face again. "Come on, brother, repeat what you just said. I'm a good person in every way except that I get distracted easily, so I often can't hear clearly what others say. Please don't blame me."

"Are you tired of living?" Thomas said calmly. "People can tolerate children's nonsense, but you're not a child anymore. Do you know there are people you can't afford to offend? Forget killing you. Even if I skinned you and your brothers and hung them on your own doorstep, your parents would still smile and say, 'Good job, good skinning!' They know that if they even show any displeasure, the whole family will be buried alive."

"I really didn't know there were such people! Although our family isn't anything special, my father is wealthy, my uncle is a judge, and several of my elders have good relations with the Chude tribe. We only have a few hundred retainers and guards who occasionally escort our caravans. If there's anything important at home, the Grand Duke is willing to receive us. So it's no big deal. How about..." Visby smiled, but his eyes were cold. "How about you show me, brother?"

“Okay!” Thomas laughed.

His hand gripped the hilt of the sword and raised it suddenly.

The expressions of several guards who were a little further away changed drastically, and they were about to take action immediately.

But Thomas suddenly dropped the sword in his hand. A muffled sound was heard in the air.