Early the next morning.
Chen Shouyi got up, washed up, and began packing his luggage.
A dozen pairs of underwear, several sets of changeable clothes, documents, and a piece of demigod flesh wrapped in white paper, weighing about fifty pounds.
This time going out, developing faith was just a side task.
He was going for the kill.
To quickly heal the wounds of the soul, the fastest way was undoubtedly to kill a few divine creatures, devour divinity, and plunder their accumulated faith over the years.
It would inevitably be extremely dangerous.
And the demigod flesh was the best food to quickly replenish physical consumption and restore strength. Even during self-healing when injured, it could be faster.
Chen Shouyi stuffed everything into the hiking bag.
Packing it full.
Then he picked up the hiking bag, took the Shell Lady and the long sword, and went out the door.
...
"Come back early and stay safe!"
