A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

For two whole days, he basically only drank water and didn't eat anything, so he looked obviously haggard.

Beyond that, Andrea was visibly uneasy.

He also didn't know what Thomas had to do to become the Protector of the Nation.

Although this did not affect him from carrying out two days of hard training as requested by Thomas.

Chapter 224 Golden Apple 2

In fact, if it weren't for the serious promise made by the Grand Commander Thomas himself, he would never have believed it.

It's difficult to become a protectorate in this world. The price of the Holy See's divine revelation technique is one million florins, no cheating!

But if you say that Thomas can use the bloody cross flag to perform divine revelation, Andrea doesn't believe it at all.

If the Holy See really had this ability, it would have swept the world long ago.

It's well known that the Bloody Cross Banner requires no cost to cast - otherwise it wouldn't be considered a divine artifact.

If it could use divine inspiration, it could easily create hundreds or even thousands of national protectors!

As long as there are a hundred national protectors, no country in this world can confront them head-on, let alone thousands!

"Grand Commander."

"Andrea, sit down." Thomas said to Andrea.

Andrea looked around the living room. He had been to this small living room before, and this time there was no new furniture, except for a fruit bowl on the coffee table in front of the sofa. The fruit bowl was filled with something, piled high, and covered with a thick red velvet cloth.

I could faintly smell the sweet fragrance of fruit, but I couldn't tell what fruit it was.

"Captain, that..."

"I know," Thomas said. "First, you need some magic to restore your energy. Close your eyes," he said.

Andrea closed her eyes and felt a surge of energy flowing into her body from the void.

Hunger and fatigue were swept away. He opened his eyes and felt that his body was full of energy and had reached its peak.

And there seemed to be a strange feeling, as if all the hidden injuries and illnesses in the body left by the battle were repaired in this wave of magical treatment.

"Andrea, you know, I don't want this to be publicized," Thomas said again. "If possible, I even hope you can keep it a secret from the other members of the Knights."

"Of course, I swear in the name of Christ!" Andrea understood very well that Thomas's ability could not be used casually.

If it were known that Thomas could promote others to Protectorate...

That may bring great benefits, but there will definitely be a lot of trouble!

Even the current Knights may not be able to hold on!

Putting aside the issue of combat effectiveness, even a fool knows that the lifespan of a national defender is several times longer than that of a normal person!

"Very good, Andrea." Thomas stood up and walked to the coffee table. He lifted the velvet.

The golden light instantly illuminated the entire room.

In the fruit bowl, there were one hundred golden apples, neatly stacked into a pyramid.

"Eat them," Thomas said. "You should be the protector of the country!"

Although these golden apples are actually very small, if one hundred of them are stacked together, they are still very heavy and very impressive.

That's why Thomas let the other party starve for two days first.

The name is cultivation, but the actual purpose is to make the other party starve.

Otherwise, it will be a headache if your stomach is too full and you can’t eat anymore!

"These...I...eat?" Andrea's voice was a little choked.

He knew very well that these apples were worth more than one million florins, at least five or six million!

No wonder the Grand Commander didn't allow him to spread the news.

"Eat it!" Thomas said decisively.

Andrea picked up the first golden apple with trembling hands and took a bite.

The apples are small and go down quickly!

Then the second one, the third one... his eating speed gradually increased.

Waves of power emanated from his stomach, filling his entire body. This power was abundant, yet gentle and harmless. He felt a force gradually accumulating within his body, growing stronger.

Thomas watched her eat. Andrea ate very fast!

Thomas now knew that there were many ways to become a Protector of the Nation. The simplest principle was to allow a strong enough flow of magic power into the body. Whether it happened naturally or by force, if you could create a connection between humans and the Magic Web, you would become a Protector of the Nation!

A demigod must be perfect, both body and soul must be flawless to become one. If there are any flaws, it will be impossible to perfectly connect with the magic network.

Thomas was unable to become the Protector of the Nation because there was a slight mismatch between his soul and body.

There's no problem with the magic network, nor with the link, but with you.

Unfortunately, this matter is difficult to judge, just like many seemingly normal people have hidden illnesses and injuries. It is impossible to tell whether a person can become a national protector just by looking at the surface.

If I can only become a half-step protector of the country... although it is not impossible, it is really a pity.

Andrea ate very quickly. The more he ate, the more he could feel the magic power accumulating in his body.

Without any prompting, his body's instinct told him that if he continued to eat, the accumulation of magic power in his body would reach a certain critical point.

As long as we break through this critical point...

That will reach a completely different level of life!

I couldn't tell exactly how much I had eaten, but it was obvious that most of the pyramid of golden apples had been eaten.

Andrea picked up another golden apple and took a bite of it.

The sweet flesh turns into a hot stream and slides into the body along the esophagus.

The next moment, that limit, that critical point was broken.

Andrea's muscles twitched violently, and he couldn't hold the golden apple he had bitten in his hand anymore, and it rolled to the ground.

In Thomas's spiritual field, energy suddenly burst out from Andrea's body, like an explosion, distorting a small area around her body.

The spiritual field could not sense Andrea, and could only determine that there was a person here from the vague feeling itself.

This is not the feeling of Half-step Guardian of the Country in the spiritual field, this is Guardian of the Country's unique way of existence.

It worked!

Chapter 225 Golden Apple 3

It was already midnight when Andrea left.

Thomas counted the remaining golden apples.

There were 27 golden apples left out of the 100, which means a total of 73 apples were eaten.

This is somewhat different from what the old money-grubber expected, proving that it is not necessary to starve for two days. Just come here on a normal fasting stomach.

Although one hundred golden apples is indeed an astonishing number, Thomas's golden apple tree is really very fruitful.

Perhaps it is because the quality of the fertilizer is too good, the fruit tree is not only growing taller, but the fruits are also stacked up, and it looks like there are more of them than leaves!

One hundred golden apples are just a small thing for a fruit tree.

The total number of fruits is about six or seven hundred, and even if you remove the hundred that are fully ripe, there are still fifty or sixty left!

And in a few days, another batch of fruits will ripen.

In terms of quantity, we can create another one to protect the country in a short period of time!

However, after this wave, it will probably take one or two months for the next batch to mature.

It should be noted that the remaining twenty-seven apples include the one that was only bitten once.

This bite is not big, it can only be considered a small bite.

There was nothing he could do about it. Even though Andrea had fasted for two days and the golden apple was small, he ate it in small bites. He took tiny bites each time.

The other golden apples were fine, after all, even ordinary apples were durable in storage. They could be kept for a few days or even ten days without any problem.

But this golden apple with a small bite probably won't last long.

Thomas thought for a moment, put the other apples back into his own private demiplane, and then put the apple with a small bite taken out of it into the fruit bowl.

He opened the door, walked out of the small reception room, and came to the door of Louis' room.

"Louis!" Thomas shouted.

"Grand Commander!" A young man's voice came from the room, followed by a dull sound and the sound of a body falling to the ground.

Several minutes later, Louis opened the door and walked out hurriedly.

"Come with me," Thomas said, and led Louis into the small conference room.

"Louis, over the past year or so, everyone has been saying you're pretty good."

Thomas also cared about Louis—he was his attendant, after all. In that era, attendants were closely tied to their masters. The attendant's words were the master's, so both loyalty and integrity needed to be cultivated.

The so-called "servant resembles the master" is a common concept in this era.

Louis's performance was excellent.

Although Louis was not very skilled when they first met, barely being considered a "novice" or "average", he had studied and trained very hard since joining the Knights, and had shown great talent.

This was not only seen by Thomas, but also by everyone else in the Knights Templar!

That's why no one said anything to Thomas, even though he was a Frenchman of unknown origin.

Everyone knew this young man was extremely talented and a promising young talent. If he continued to develop normally, he would definitely become a full member of the Knights Templar in the future.

By today's standards, it can barely be considered a "core" player.

But for the elite cross-domain warriors, it was a life-or-death test. This was not something that could be achieved through ordinary training.

Louis also understood this.

"Captain, this is an undue compliment to me." Louis said cautiously.

He didn't know why the Grand Commander woke him up in the middle of the night, but there must be something going on.

"No, you did do well...so I'm going to give you a chance."

"Chance?"

"An opportunity to be promoted to elite." Thomas walked to the coffee table and lifted the velvet on the fruit bowl.

"This is..." Louis was shocked.

Of course, he had heard of the legend of the golden apple, but the golden apple was too far away for him.

Everyone knew that among the rewards offered by the Knights, there was an option to be promoted to elite status. However, this had to be earned through military merit, and secondly, one had to be a member of the Knights.

Even if they are not formal members, they must at least be senior sergeants or soldiers who have served the Knights Templar for a long time.

Those who benefit usually keep their mouths shut and won't say it openly.

Louis never dreamed that the Grand Commander would put a golden apple in front of him.

Even though it was a golden apple with a small bite taken from it.

Louis didn't care. He truly came from the lower class. In fact, if Thomas hadn't taken him in, he'd be one now. For the lower class, sharing food with others was perfectly normal. This "others" included family, friends, and even strangers.

A golden apple that has been bitten is still a golden apple!

Not only that, he also subconsciously thought that if someone hadn't bitten the golden apple, it would not be his turn to eat it!

Unfortunately, Thomas had a different mindset. If Louis hadn't been a traitor last time (albeit with good intentions), he would now be facing a whole golden apple instead of a bitten one.

Anyway, Thomas has a lot of golden apples now!

"Can I eat it?" Louis wiped his eyes in disbelief and asked again.

"Yes," Thomas replied.

Seeing the Grand Master say this, Louis didn't hesitate. He stepped forward, picked up the golden apple, and ate it immediately.

The sweet fruit flesh enters the stomach and turns into a warm current that spreads throughout the body.