Chapter 319 - 307: Just This Once
The text on the monitor continued.
—Great God, a Believer has performed a feat far surpassing their peers. Would you like to transform them into a Hero?
Luh Yao clicked the prompt, and the screen jumped to the Pillar Mountain of the Divine Kingdom Adhesive.
Inside a luxurious castle, the Cactus, Shaka, was rummaging through a bookshelf, its body faintly glowing.
Luh Yao transformed it, and thus, this emerging Race gave birth to its first Hero.
The character portrait showed a Backpack Cactus with its arms crossed. It wore a wide cape, staring at a pair of blood-red pupils in the darkness ahead. The holes that served as the Cactus’s eyes were filled with fighting spirit.
And behind it, a tall Samurai in silver Armor appeared. The Samurai held a silver Long Sword with a wide hilt and narrow blade, and a pale, mist-like flame rose from its body.
Beneath the portrait was a caption.
—If everyone believes it is real, then it truly exists.
...
[Hero Lv4] Shaka
Attack 0 Defense 1 Knowledge 6 Mana 0 Luck 1 Morale 1
[Abilities]
Wisdom Lv1
Writer LV2
...
The God bestowed a Blessing, causing Shaka’s body to stiffen beside the bookshelf.
It hurriedly knelt. "Great and benevolent Lord Yao God, your loyal follower, Shaka, is grateful for your favor and revelation."
Luh Yao opened the world’s backend and looked up Shaka’s detailed history.
Shaka had started writing under Pawa’s guidance.
Unlike Pawa’s pure passion for it, Shaka’s start had a hint of ’I’ll do whatever you want as long as you pay well’.
At first, it just wrote on paper for fun, aiming to practice basic techniques to help copy and revise the first draft of the *Tomb Book*. But Shaka wrote very slowly. Even though it was constantly trying to learn the Yao Race’s written language, its writing skills remained poor, so it mostly used drawings to convey meaning.
If the *Tomb Book* was arduous official work, then *Divine Hall Warrior* was a little game for relaxation.
Shaka used a series of drawings to form little stories.
After Pawa discovered these stories, he polished them, and they gradually became the beginning of *Divine Hall Warrior*.
Pawa soon realized that Shaka might have inadvertently written an incredible story. It was something unprecedented in the History of the Yao Race, a realistic fictionalization of a group called the [Divine Hall Warriors].
According to Shaka’s lore, Divine Hall Warriors are fighters summoned by a God, their most defining feature being that each one possesses a unique [Holy Wish].
A Holy Wish was not a desire, but a type of sentient armor that contained and absorbed Miracles bestowed by the God, created by the hands of the Divine Hall Apostles.
This Armor represented the status of a Divine Hall Warrior, and only they could wear it and unlock the immense power contained within the Holy Wish.
A chosen warrior had to pass through a series of harsh and perilous trials. Only after they continually broke through their own limits, fully honing their combat skills and willpower, would they be blessed with a [Holy Wish] and become a [Divine Hall Warrior] of Yao God.
Shaka explained in the book that challenging one’s limits was a method of cultivation inspired by the God. Many people had misunderstood; it didn’t actually mean abandoning Armor, Magic Potions, and various new types of equipment.
The purpose of challenging one’s limits was to complete the trials of a Divine Hall Warrior.
The time-honored Divine Hall Warriors were once a crucial part of the Combat Power in the Divine Wars. They participated in the extermination of various Evil Gods, later crushed the Calamity Beasts, entered the Abyss where Gods roamed, and even reached other Divine Kingdoms... They offered praise and their lives to Yao God, serving as the God’s most loyal Close Guard.
Luh Yao could see the archetypes for this lore with just a glance.
The Holy Wish originated from the Ghost Armor, the Holy Mark, and the Wishing Star, backed by the various deeds the Apostles had performed over the years.
The Divine Hall Warrior was an extension of and speculation about the Martial Cultivator group.
Shaka placed a disclaimer at both the beginning and the end of *Divine Hall Warrior*.
—The Divine Hall Warriors are purely fictional. Please do not associate them with any real persons.
But this seemed to have the opposite effect, sparking even greater interest in a considerable number of people. They began to follow the footsteps of the Divine Hall Warriors mentioned in the book, cross-referencing them with the known historical documents of the Yao Race.
Then, these people were shocked to discover that every Hero and Prophet who had supposedly crossed paths with a Divine Hall Warrior was real.
These ancient leaders now lived in Saniluo as Ghosts, making it easy to verify the facts with the individuals themselves.
The Heroes in their Ghost forms were also stunned when they saw the descriptions of themselves in the book. The details recorded on the pages were so precise and meticulous that they could only have been written by someone who had personally interviewed them or had been present at the time.
The feedback from these old Heroes further fueled everyone’s fervor to find the Divine Hall Warriors and track down the mysterious Writer, Shaka.
Luh Yao knew it was all because of Pawa.
No one understood the legends of Heroes better than Pawa. Back when he still went by the name Pawa, he had dedicated his entire life to collecting, organizing, and retelling the heroic deeds of the Yao Race.
With him as a first-hand Recorder, of course Shaka’s writing felt so real.
What surprised Luh Yao even more was that while Shaka had originally been the assistant helping Pawa write, their roles in the castle had now reversed. Pawa had become Shaka’s consultant and assistant, helping the young writer further proofread and revise his work to complete the new installment in the *Divine Hall Warrior* series, *War of the Gods*.
"No, Shaka, this part is wrong."
"Lord Yao God’s will is conveyed through the Lord Apostles. Mortals cannot directly hear a God’s voice; they can only comprehend an Oracle through Blessings and revelations."
"In the world where the Yao Race lives, there were some foreign Gods in the early days. Their powers were also very strong, each with a different style. The strongest among them rashly sought to challenge Yao God’s Divine Power, which led to a series of Divine Wars."
"You must understand, a Divine War is different from a worldly war. It is a clash of Miracles and Divine Power in the Divine Domain, a ladder to prove one’s Faith and glory."
"Confrontations between Apostles can still be witnessed, but the body of a God cannot be looked at directly."
...
Pawa meticulously passed on his experience to Shaka, explaining all sorts of details.
A dialog box appeared above Shaka’s head: "Mr. Matthews, why are you helping me so much? I’m just your assistant. This book should have your name on it."
"Hahahaha, that belongs to you. Treasure your own talent."
Pawa, dressed in armor, said, "You’re wrong about one thing. I am also participating in the writing and creation, but what I’m creating isn’t this book. It’s you."
"Me?"
A question mark popped up over Shaka’s head. "Am I... not real? Am I a Cactus that you created?"
"...You have a very active mind. You really were born for this line of work."
Pawa joked, "What I mean is, there are many forms of creation. Recording a Legend is one, recreating History is another, and constructing a nonexistent reality is yet another."
"And what I’m doing now is creating the story of the writer, Shaka. The *Divine Hall Warrior* you’re writing is the tip of the iceberg, while the background lore, supporting events, and even the experiences of the writer Shaka that I’m creating will be the massive island beneath the water."
"Do you know what I mean?"
A lightbulb lit up above Shaka’s head. "You mean, you’re going to build a connection between me and the Divine Hall Warriors?"
"Correct. This is a brand-new creative method."
Pawa paced back and forth excitedly, brandishing the decorative sword at his waist. "I will write some essays and miscellaneous notes under the names Pawa, Matthews, Jody, and my old friend Fabiani, respectively, to support the existence of the Divine Hall Warriors."
"Fabiani has already agreed. I was originally thinking of using his name to write legends and biographies about the Rose Kingdom, but using it for this is perfect. He’ll never leak the secret."
"When these testimonies and diaries, coming from different people, corroborate each other, they will support the reality of the entire Divine Hall Warrior system!"
"This is my new book: turning fiction into reality! This is my way of spreading Faith for our Lord God!"
A huge exclamation mark appeared above Shaka’s head. "You’re truly... amazing! Teacher Matthews, please, you must let me follow you!"
"Of course. It was your idea that inspired my entire plan."
The Cactus Assistant suddenly said, "So you’re the great writer Pawa after all?"
"No, I am Matthews. I have nothing to do with him."
Matthews insisted, "I am merely an admirer of Mr. Pawa. Mr. Pawa is dead."
"..."
Shaka didn’t press the issue and began discussing professional matters with Pawa.
Luh Yao watched, scratching his head.
Factually speaking, Pawa had indeed brought him 500,000 Fire of Faith, setting a new record for the most Faith generated by a single individual in the Yao Race.
If he spread rumors like this, it would make things very difficult for the Apostles.
However... Shaka’s income generation this time was just too massive.
Luh Yao decided to help him out, for the sake of the 500,000 Faith.
’Just this once.’
He informed all the Apostles to keep the matter of the [Divine Hall Warriors] a secret and not to expose Shaka and Pawa.
Just as Luh Yao finished, a notification popped up on the game interface.
[Shi Bao has written *On Numbers and Characters*.]
[Shi Bao has invented a new profession: Mathematician.]
[The Knowledge of everyone in Yan City has slightly increased.]
[The Yao Race has learned a more precise way of thinking, improving their calculation abilities. Engineering, Medical, mining, History, and other fields have all seen some improvement.]
[The Yao Race has unified the various local calendars, and the detailed recording of time has officially begun.]
—You shall name it the ___ Calendar.
Overjoyed, Luh Yao typed a few words on his keyboard.
A line of small text appeared at the top center of the screen.
[Fire Steam Era, Year 1, Month 1 of the Yao Calendar]
