Global Game: I Have Portable Store

After acquiring the name and knowing how to write it, Su Changxing began to study how to inscribe his True Name Divine Glyph onto the Ratman Statue.

In the Pocket Galaxy, he could not draw it bit by bit; he could only present it as a whole.

Then he thought of stamping, forming a complete pattern, and stamping it on, which would also make the engraving speed extremely fast.

The only problem to solve was how to make the stamp, and what to use as the ”stamp.”

The first thing he thought of was data streams, tightly connecting Spirit with Xiaoyi, then attempting to present the True Name Divine Glyph pattern as a whole, which had to be small enough to inscribe on the Ratman Statue.

Theoretically, it should be feasible, but he tried several times without success, seemingly because Xiaoyi couldn’t present such a small pattern, or his Spiritual Power hadn’t reached the level to let Xiaoyi present tiny Divine Text patterns.

Then.

He relaxed the requirements, letting Xiaoyi present the pattern in a larger form, and succeeded after four or five attempts.

Su Changxing was slightly stunned, finding the process easier than expected, as if Xiaoyi was inherently equipped for this purpose.

After succeeding once, he tried to let Xiaoyi gradually present smaller patterns.

Data streams come with memory; after doing something once, they can remember and repeat it perfectly.

Xiaoyi naturally remembered the shape of the Divine Text pattern, not requiring Su Changxing’s guidance with Spiritual Power, only needing a command to form the Divine Text pattern.

Discovering this gave Su Changxing quite a surprise; as long as he succeeded once, subsequent tasks could be completed by Xiaoyi independently.

It was like a perfect stamp; once engraved, it remembered, then replicated perfectly on paper.

Following this, Su Changxing continuously shrank the Divine Text pattern Xiaoyi formed until it was completely unobservable by the naked eye, able to be inscribed on the most basic units of the Ratman Statue.

”Done.”

Watching the tiny Divine Text pattern formed by Xiaoyi, Su Changxing felt that data streams seemed inherently meant for this purpose.

If he could master enough Divine Text symbols and form corresponding stamps with data streams, he could independently construct a set of Divine Gate rune patterns.

”The rituals are based on talismans composed of rune patterns, which can directly communicate with the world’s rules to achieve desired effects.”

”In this view, Divine Texts are akin to an advanced form of rune patterns, or runes are simplified Divine Texts, understandable by mortals. Some basic principles might be similar.”

Su Changxing had only a very basic concept of rune patterns, and now he was like a newborn who didn’t know how to walk but was attempting to fly.

This was no exaggeration; understanding Divine Texts for mortals was harder than flying out of thin air.

He wasn’t sure if such a crude method would succeed, but he had to try.

Then.

Using the Divine Text pattern stamp formed by Xiaoyi, he inscribed his True Name Divine Glyph in the blank spots where Karis symbols were erased on the basic units.

There were a hundred such blank spots on a basic unit.

Xiaoyi’s stamp easily left clear Divine Text patterns on the basic units.

The entire process required very little time, but Su Changxing had to concentrate, ensuring the Divine Text patterns were inscribed accurately, without a fraction of error, or the entire Divine Rune Pattern would be ruined.

Everything went smoothly this time; he completed the True Name Divine Glyph inscription without ruining a single basic unit, probably because Xiaoyi had relevant memories to assist him.

Upon completing the True Name Divine Glyph inscription, he established a direct and observable connection with this basic unit.

It was as if he gained an extra set of eyes to perceive the environment around the basic unit.

”Succeeded?”

Su Changxing did not take the basic unit out of the Pocket Galaxy; it was too small, and once taken out, it would fall to the ground, never to be found again.

Having the first successful specimen, the subsequent tasks were straightforward; he just needed to replicate the previous successful experience.

Next, he pulled out a thousand sections of data streams from the Pocket Galaxy.

His Spiritual Power increased significantly, so even pulling out a thousand sections of data streams was effortless.

Then, he delegated the first 300 data streams to segment the entire Ratman Statue, eventually dividing it into countless smallest basic units.

From 300 to 700, they processed these smallest basic units, erasing the Karis markers from them.

From 700 to 1000, guided by Xiaoyi, they converted into Divine Text pattern stamps for the final process, inscribing Su Changxing’s True Name Divine Glyph in the erased blank spots.

Memory in data streams is transmissible.

Su Changxing only needed to instruct Xiaoyi, then the other data streams would gain the corresponding memory and replicate Xiaoyi’s behavior without the slightest deviation.

Xiaoyi was familiar with the entire process and first assigned the first and second processes to Xiaosan and Xiaoyi.

Then, Xiaoyi guided the other data streams.

It was a process of deconstruction and reconstruction, seeming complex, with data streams scrambling through the Pocket Galaxy space.

But in reality, the entire process was highly mechanical and efficient, without any errors.

As more basic units were transformed, they naturally attracted and gathered, gradually forming a new bronze statue.

As more basic units were combined, the bronze statue’s appearance gradually became clear, resembling a cracked statue with only half of its head and body, but the whole figure could be speculated.

Originally it was a rat-headed humanoid form.

Now it turned into a cloaked, oddly posed Joker with a thin rat tail sticking out from under the cloak.

During this process, the collection didn’t interfere, meaning this bronze statue was autonomously constructed by those basic units, seemingly conforming to some timely rules.

Su Changxing took this icon out of the Pocket Galaxy, placed it on the wooden floor in the room, and observed it carefully.

Though it seemed completely different, he could instantly recognize that this bronze statue was him.

Probably due to the role of the True Name Divine Glyph within it, constructing this cracked statue through potential rules.

As he took out the bronze statue, he felt his mysteriousness slowly rise.

[Collected faith from shallow believers, +100 mysteriousness]

[Collected faith from shallow believers, +100 mysteriousness]

[Collected faith from shallow believers, +100 mysteriousness]

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This faith probably came from the crew on the ship, who were quite admiring of Su Changxing.

”Shallow believers are probably the lowest level of followers.”

Su Changxing mused, ”The faith provided by shallow believers and devout believers varies too greatly, the difference must be hundreds or thousands fold.”

Before, he merely received a small portion of the faith from those devastated believers and gained thirty to forty thousand mysteriousness.

This was understandable, as the ship’s crew weren’t to be considered believers; they just maintained the most basic admiration for Su Changxing.

However, this admiration seemed to already count as a form of faith, as followers develop from admiration.

Thinking of this, Su Changxing planned; what he needed most now was mysteriousness, and mysteriousness could be obtained by absorbing faith, the more people who believed in him, the more mysteriousness.

This was a very coherent logic, aligning with what he thought before.

It was already noon, the outside remained dim, with the sky wrapped in large clouds and mist.

The crew on the deck looked idle, Little Vick playfully chasing and tumbling with Xiaobai on the ship, adding a touch of cheer.

The air was filled with the hearty aroma of meat, as Letty prepared her first meal on the ship.

”Approach the port at West Port.” Su Changxing walked up the deck and called out to Weilian drinking meat soup.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the other members changed slightly; approaching the port meant coming into contact with the plague.

This was a dangerous matter.

Seeing this, Nobu said, ”No one needs to worry; my family members had the plague before, but the master healed us.”

”Oh, that’s how it is. I was curious before about how the plague on you was cured,” Weilian said, not too surprised, having guessed how it happened.

The crew erupted in discussion, feeling Su Changxing seemed omnipotent, even able to cure the infamous plague.

”So, does this mean we can go ashore too? I have a few friends in Maelon; I wonder if they’re still alive. I want to check,” said a crew member with a headscarf and dark skin.

Nobu sighed, ”Not many survived, but you can check them.”