【Wang Jinjue (Weak and Other Divine Powers)】

【The God of Hot Pot】

[Logo: steaming mandarin duck pot hot pot]

[Faction: Chaos Neutral]

【Priesthood: Food, Cook, Hot Pot】

[Field: Flame, Planting, Cooking, Trading]

【Weapon: Chopsticks】

In the world of Torrell, the divine power of the gods is divided into: weak divine power, weak divine power, medium divine power, and strong divine power.

But the divine power of the gods is not equal to the combat power, for example, the five-colored dragon god Tiamat is a weak divine power, and it looks weak. However, his body is a five-headed evil dragon, the mother of all evil dragons. When it comes to fighting, it's stronger than the average medium god power.

There is also Jaeger, the ancient god of death, weak and other divine powers. Weary of his duties, he almost disappeared into oblivion, and he surrendered most of his priesthood to Bane, Baal, and Mirkor.

Bane is the god of tyranny, Baal is the god of murder, and Mirko is the god of death.

These three people are the three gods of death. And Jaeger retains only "a small amount of power (in his own words)" to observe and record the fate of all the souls of the dead.

If any god thinks he has drifted away, he goes to trouble Jeger. Then Jaeger would have shown him how terrible "a little bit of power" was.

Some of them are extremely powerful in their own right, and the priesthood is like a title to them, and they usually don't bother to reply to believers. For example, the gods of the four elements.

Among all the levels of divine power, only the gods with strong divine power are really strong.

Gods with weak divine powers, although they can't be said to be as many as cattle hair on the Faeron Continent, they are also considered to be mainland goods. Most of the legendary masters don't look down on gods with weak divine powers.

Wang Jinjue looked at his priesthood, thinking about this, a little confused.

No, they are making a hot pot god cult just to do a task, how can they really make a god.

That's too abstract, right?

He hurriedly told Tang Ying and called all his teammates over.

"Oh, what's the matter, so anxious." Zhou Changliu wore an eye patch and yawned and said, "If you don't sleep enough for eight hours a day, it will affect the hair quality below." ”

"Am I a god?" Wang Jinjue said concisely, and a divine light appeared on his body.

"Huh?" Tang Ying looked at the divine power circulating in Wang Jinjue's body and said, "It looks very ordinary." ”

"Oh. If it's okay, I'll go to bed. Zhou Changliu said that he knew, but it was not as important as his sleep.

"Huh?" Only Zhang Zichen was the most shocked, why did you become a god among the four people? He continued, "What does it feel like to become a god, and what has changed?" Awesome, no? ”

"Uh......" Wang Jinjue said curtly: "The life span has become longer." ”

"It's useless for reincarnators like us."

"As long as someone continues to believe, they will grow stronger and stronger. Divine power can be used to craft artifacts that can be turned into divine fire to destroy enemies. ”

"Is there a nuclear explosion?" Zhang Zichen asked again.

"No......" Wang Jinjue thought for a while, and then said: "You can also promote believers to priests and give believers divine magic." ”

"Is the magic powerful?"

"I now belong to the weak and other divine powers, and I can only give the priest 0-1 ring divine magic. For example, the light technique, the holy fire technique, the blessing technique, the water making technique, the tracer bullet or something. ”

"......" Zhang Zichen was silent, not knowing what to say.

It's not that it's useless, it's that it's useless at all!

Wang Jinjue was also silent, he was also a little confused, what is the use of this!

"Ha~" Zhou Changliu yawned again and said, "I'm going to sleep." "Anyway, it's really gone.

It seems that he really pays attention to health (hair).

"It's a good thing. This will help us complete the task faster. Tang Ying thought about it and said with a smile:

"Tomorrow, you're going to find regular customers and develop them into pastors. Then proceed to recruit new employees. Finally, open the hot pot restaurant to other cities in Faerun. Isn't that the task already settled? ”

That's right, now that they have the god of hot pot, it's more convenient to preach!

It's a religion that's obviously anti-religious, but it can really produce gods.

The soil of this Faren Continent is really strange! It can't be said that people are all right, but it can only be said that they are half-pushed and half-done.

The next day, Wang Jinjue, dressed in a gorgeous white chef's suit, said to a familiar old customer: "Your strong faith moves you to cook something." Although he didn't care, he was still willing to give you a chance. Become a boiled priest and let the smell of boiling smell for ten miles. ”

Qi Dete was stunned, he was originally a leather maker, and in the city of Baldur's Gate, a powerful and merchant, the social status of a leather worker was very ordinary.

He said incredulously, "Can I become a boiled priest too?" ”

Wang Jinjue just looked at him with a smile.

He immediately understood that this was his own opportunity, and hurriedly knelt down in front of the idol of the god of hot pot and said: "Praise the great god of hot pot, praise me for cooking (lingua franca), pot pot on top (Chinese)!" ”

His Chinese slogan, with a somewhat weird accent, can barely be heard.

A faint divine light shone on him, and he felt his world become clear in his eyes. His perception became stronger, and he became a first-class priest.

The spell bit appeared on him, and he could release several 0 ring spells and two first-level divine spells every day.

And Wang Jinjue also felt that in his faith star chart, there was a star that became brighter, and there was a direct connection with him.

This is the priest of him, the god of hot pot.

The priest is the spokesperson of the gods in the main material world, capable of literature and martial arts, and is also a spell caster, and the social status of the cobbler is self-evident.

Wang Jinjue handed him a pair of chopsticks and said, "It doesn't matter how many believers he has, but it is what we should do to let more people eat delicious hot pot!" ”

He took the chopsticks with both hands, thought about the supreme delicious hot pot, and immediately said: "I am willing to contribute all my family property to the cooking, and I only want to convey the brilliance of cooking." ”

"It doesn't need to." Wang Jinjue said with pity: "You don't need your property to cook, you only need to be happy when you cook!" As for conveying the brilliance of boiling, cooking doesn't care. ”

He felt tears roll in his eyes, he was in his forties, he had lived most of his life, and he had never told him to live happily.

"Praise me for cooking!" He said reverently.

"I don't care if I cook it." Wang Jinjue said.

Following the routine like this, Wang Jinjue asked a few familiar customers, all of whom were the gods of hot pot who came to line up every day in the past few days. Eat hot pot every day, and I'm not afraid that chrysanthemums can't stand it.

Surprisingly, not all of them chose to become priests of the god of hot pot.

There are several people who are very loyal to their belief in Gongde, the god of craftsmen, and are reluctant to become believers in the god of hot pot. There are also believers in Ambori, the goddess of the sea, and other gods who join the god of hot pot and become a glorious hot pot man.

They recruited a lot of unemployed people to work in hot pot restaurants, and these people started from brushing dishes and washing vegetables at the beginning.

Day after day, the adherents of the god of hot pot are more and more numerous, and they are becoming more and more stable. Every day, the temple of the god of hot pot and the aroma of stir-fried hot pot base wafts throughout the lower town.

The hot pot temple is fragrant for ten miles. It has become a new attraction at Baldur's Gate.

But some people (God) are unhappy.

Who can say no to a hot pot?

I can, because I don't like to eat hot pot, as my pen name can attest.

(End of chapter)