"What's the matter? Aren't you satisfied with this reward?" Wokin looked at Penny's crying and laughing expression, and his expression was like a smile: "You find my temple with this check, and I can guarantee that my priest will give you 50,000 gold coins even if the temple is torn down and sold." ”

"No, that's not what it means. Penny swallowed a mouthful of saliva, 50,000 gold coins is a lot, enough to buy a medium-sized village and town as a territory, but it is useless to him now, he secretly complained in his heart.

"It's useless?" Workin's smile faded, and his expression became unpredictable, "But my priesthood determines that my followers will only ask me for these things. ”

This sentence was said inexplicably, Penny frowned, and heard the faint emotion in these words, which seemed to be a little dissatisfied and self-deprecating, and more felt that this did not seem to be said to Penny, and there were more elements of self-talk.

Wokin paused for a moment, and continued to speak in an emotional tone, not knowing whether it was nostalgia or remembrance in his eyes: "As a god, there are not too many gods of Faeron who are younger than me. ”

Penny didn't know what Waukin's intention was to 'reminisce about the past eventful years', so he could only be a qualified listener for the time being, listening to the goddess's babbling complaints:

"Because for the Torel universe, such a thing as commerce has only recently emerged with the development of civilization, and the time to transform into a priesthood is even shorter. ”

Penny nodded, as he said, compared to some primitive concepts of the cult formed by the priesthood, the emergence of the concept of commerce, the emergence of a certain degree of civilization, the history is indeed not long, so Waukine is considered to be the youngest of the gods - in terms of priesthood.

"But because of the common surname of trade, I can say that there are quite a few followers, and you know, even the followers of other gods will pray to me for a while before doing business. At this point, a smile appeared on his face that was obviously mocking: "But when it comes to praying for protection, few people will think of me. ”

"Your Highness, you mean to say that your followers are lacking ......" Penny frowned, as if he understood what Wokin was trying to say.

"Loyalty. Waujin held out a finger and interrupted Penny's interjection, and said to himself, "There are a few gods who have been unlucky to me in these turbulent years, like Bane, who was worse than me - he was killed by Tom, but when he came back fourteen years later, all his followers returned to his church, and he was still powerful!"

Penny clearly heard the Goddess's anger: "I would have thought that it was normal for me to lose so many believers during my disappearance!"

Penny was silent, obviously, the goddess was very dissatisfied with her believers, you must know that in those fourteen years, Bann was really dead, and the divine grace that belonged to his priesthood - hegemony, [***], and tyranny came from the name of the god who inherited him, and Waukin's priesthood also issued the divine grace in the original name with the help of Lila, but the loss of a large number of believers and the shrinking of the godhead did not appear in Banne, which shows that the believers of the goddess of commerce are worth testing.

"Actually, Your Highness, I also feel that this is a very normal phenomenon. Penny said this as she waited for the goddess to close her eyes and rub her temples in frustration.

"Well, I know what you mean, and I understand the reason for the lack of piety on the part of my followers. Wokin was not angry, but probably more or less angry: "Most people are willing to give their lives and allegiance to tyranny and power—like Bane, not to money—except for a few misers, aren't they?"

"Your Highness is wise. Penny bowed his head and patted him on the back with no seriousness: "This is a matter for your priesthood to decide. ”

"Yes, yes, believer, you are sober. Workin sighed, a little helpless: "If it weren't for the turbulent year, I'm afraid I would still be complacent with a large number of believers." ”

Who told you to make a deal with the devil, knowing that the demon is unruly, it's really ...... , Penny was complaining in his heart, and when he looked up, he saw the goddess's playful eyes, and hurriedly calmed down the distracting thoughts, you must know that the gods have automatic detection thinking, and dare to hide slander in front of them?

"Stupid, isn't it??" Unexpectedly, Wokin didn't get angry, but took Penny's words lightly, and then said something that made Penny stunned: "You're right, I was really stupid at that time." ”

Seeing that Penny was still sluggish, Wokin continued to recount the complete overturning of Penny's perception of the gods: "You must not think that a god who has lived for a long time and has a superhuman physique and brain will have the same extraordinary wisdom, I tell you the truth that this is a one-sided misunderstanding that most mortal things take for granted, in a way, the more powerful a god is, the more critical the priesthood, and the more believers he has, the more stupid he is!"

"How is that possible?!" Penny was shocked, this is really an incredible theory, inferring from common sense, the longer you live, the stronger your strength becomes, shouldn't you be extremely smart if you still have wisdom? How can you become more and more stupid, obviously against logic.

"Of course that's the case, I'm a god, am I going to lie to you, a mortal?" Workin said leisurely, admiring Penny's stunned expression, "All you need to know is a fact - if powerful gods are so wise, what about Ciric?"

Penny fell silent, Shirek was indeed an example of the High God's brain-dead theory.

In the turbulent years, this guy obtained the priesthood of Mirkor, Baal, and Bane through epic adventures, and rose from a mortal to the most powerful god of Torreel, and was recognized by the god AO, and was in the limelight for a while.

Later, with the help of the thief god Musk, he kills the Phantom Lady Lyra, and the successive victories and the jealousy of the gods make him get carried away - like a certain queen of Obiris, he thinks that it is unreasonable for a person as talented as himself to be limited by AO, so he wants to make everyone believe in him, so as to gain unparalleled divine power and status.

His arrogance can be glimpsed in the name of his kingdom of God—the Most High Throne.

To achieve this, he spent ten years writing a masterpiece - the famous Book of Hiloh, which has the magical power to make those who read it believe that Shirek is the only true god in the multiverse and believe in him with all their hearts, and this power can even affect the gods.

Then he read the book himself, became a madman, and paid an extremely heavy price to regain his senses......

The reason for this involves the rules of faith and the Godhead, which are too complex, and simply put, the way of thinking of a god is determined by his priesthood and the beliefs of his followers. Waukin spread his hands: "Different gods think about one thing, and they think according to the way of thinking and the angle of entry determined by their priesthood, such as Tyr out of justice, Bane out of authority, Mistra out of the spread of magic, and so on...... So it's not so much that they're stupid, it's that they're simple, and that their thinking has quite a few blind spots. ”

Penny's mouth was wide open, and the theory really gave him a lot of insight.

"I negotiated with Grazt with the idea of doing business, and it taught me a very profound lesson. There is no trade under strong authority, only plunder!" The goddess said this, and her face darkened again: "Ideas and dogmas are the basis of existence for the gods, but if you want to increase your power, it is more important to have loyal followers and strong authority!"

"But my priesthood can't give me these things. Wokin sighed again: "The surname of the priesthood depends on the beliefs of the believers, no believers will pray to the goddess of commerce for those things, and the surname of the church will not change, I can assign believers to build a multiverse business system, and I can also organize a somewhat efficient business intelligence network...... But it is probably impossible for them to fight for me and defend the authority of the church...... For they have not prayed to me for these things, nor have I considered it necessary for me to give them such protection, nor have my priesthood had a mechanism to respond to these requests......"

Penny nodded, he also understood, for a place like the Torrell universe where the strong are flying in the sky, violence is the key factor that dominates the course of the world, and it is unlikely that money and commerce will establish a solid order like in another plane, and naturally it will not generate strong beliefs, so although Workin has a huge number of believers all over the multiverse before the turbulence, his status is very average.

For the people who contributed to her faith were mercenary, and some of them were not pure believers who believed in her monotheistic only - they used her as an auxiliary faith.

If you want to make the church in Waujin have combat effectiveness and authority, and build an organization as strong as the church in Tyre, you must first ask her if her mercenary believers are willing to put their lives on the line......

And the priesthood of the goddess also determines that it is impossible for her to issue such an oracle to believers through divine power, because this does not conform to the nature of the priesthood, and there is a possibility of conflict with the priesthood of other gods.

For this reality, Workin obviously felt very helpless: "If you hadn't touched my emblem in the abyss, I'm afraid I would not have been able to respond to your uninterrupted harassment for the past fifteen years." ”

"So I've been praying for fifteen years, but I've been doing it in vain?" Penny was depressed.

"At least made me remember you. Wokin smiled lightly, pointing his finger at Penny's drooping hands, and the mage noticed the injured arm that had been neglected because of talking to the gods, and a ray of light shot out from the tips of Waukin's fingers and landed on Penny's arms, and he felt a paralysis over the strange force, and then the pain in the broken bone disappeared.

"You are one of the few believers who ask me for anything other than wealth, or even a believer, but aside the priesthood factor, I am willing to accept your faith in my own name. Waukin smiled: "In other words, I am willing to continue this trade in the name of faith, if you understand what I just said, you should know what I want, if you are willing to work hard for it, as a deal I will also give you what you want, for example...... Strength, of course, I can give you a small deposit first. ”

Two ornate gemstone rings on the goddess's fingers flew out, transforming into a pool of liquid with a metallic luster in the air, gradually blurring and seeping into Panny's right hand: "You have some knowledge of the ancient empire in your head, but you are missing a golden finger, and most of those things are decorations. ”

Penny moved his right index finger, and he felt that the bones of this hand seemed to have become a little abnormal, especially the section from the forearm bone to the tip of the index finger, which obviously had a strange feeling, and the nail of the index finger also reflected the color of metal: "This is ...... The magic hand of the wizard?"

"Although the principle is somewhat different, the effect is the same. Waukin nodded.

Penny's heart beat twice, and as he moved his right hand, the knowledge of the Ancient Empire flooded into his mind, telling him what he could do with it.

During the development of the arcane arts of the Imaska Empire, there were some fanatical guys who began to transform their bodies in order to obtain better abilities, and the most high-end technology was to transform their hands by demonizing metal to obtain a series of spell-like abilities suitable for wizards, including enchantment, shape shaping, mana, and raw material transformation.

Although this thing is dispensable for high-level wizards, it can be of great convenience to wizards in the early stages of research.

Later, most of the casters of advanced mechanics had to undergo this kind of surgery with a high failure rate, and many of the techniques developed in the late empire were basically related to this thing.

This has also become a legacy trait of the Wizard Mechanic, and the process of this transformation is classified by Imasca and few people even among the high-level Wizard Wizards know about it, including the one hiding in the shadow plane.

It's like a key that unlocks the things that Pascal poured into Penny's head, golem building, magic tool building, enchantment, etc., etc. Without it, Penny would have had to use that knowledge to be a researcher or assistant of ancient magic.

He tried to touch his fingers to a small stone, and activated his shaping ability, which gradually transformed into a ring, a sheet......

"Is it fun?" said Workin, watching Penny's actions with interest.

"Uh...... It's rude. Penny awkwardly stopped the experiment, stood up and scratched his head.

"You'll have a lot of time to study it in the future, now that my incarnation doesn't have much divine power, after I dissipate, you can return to Serre through this portal. The goddess's expression became more serious, and her body began to blur along with the gorgeous throne beneath her.

"Wait. Seeing that Waujin was about to disappear, Penny quickly stretched out his hand and pointed at the unconscious paladin behind him: "Can you send her back to her companion?"

"Believers in Tyr?" Lady Fortune frowned, "That one-eyed old stubborn servant who always sends believers to slander me in the law...... Forget it, it won't consume much strength anyway, since it's your request......"

Oakin paused, then pointed at the warrior on the ground.

"Just think of it as a good deed. ”

A divine light wrapped the body of the paladin and disappeared into the air, and Penny secretly breathed a sigh of relief, if this paladin of Tyre appeared in Serre, it would be a lot of fun.

However, after thinking about it, I am afraid that it is unlikely that we will meet again in the future, and the mage has a feeling of nostalgia in his heart, and his adventures in the Northland are messy, and this female warrior is not one of the few highlights.

The goddess gradually disappeared, and his voice remained in the air: "Although I don't think it is necessary for me to force you to make the deal I said with me, you must remember that I am the god of trade in the multiverse, and all transactions are under my protection, and only I can decide whether it is reasonable or unreasonable."

As one of my most special believers, if you can give me what I want, I will not hesitate to leave you the most dazzling place in my kingdom of God. ”

"To develop a powerful ruling body for a congenitally weak church?" Penny saw Workin's incarnation disappear, and at the same time, his heart was full of complaints such as 'what are you kidding', you must know that he is just a nobody, although he is nominally a believer of Waukin, in fact, he has nothing to do with the church of the goddess of wealth, and the difficulty of Workin's mission is really epic for him.

However, remembering the large bill and the new golden fingers in his arms, Penny also had some thoughts about the shortness of his hands: "It doesn't hurt if you do what you can for her." ”

He didn't think that the fact that the goddess Waukin's great favor on him really meant that he had great hopes for him - a god could not have such an idea, and it was mostly a low-cost investment in potential stocks - non-mainstream believers like Penny were rare, and success was a windfall, and failure was nothing to lose.

Overall, though, it's good for Penny now.

He paused for a moment, feeling the strange sensation of demonic metal embedded in his right arm fade - his body had begun to try to get used to the foreign objects.

"Twitter......" Belen crawled out of that corner, a pair of rat eyes staring at the area where the god had disappeared, still full of vigilance.

"You don't like gods?" Penny crouched down with some curiosity, staring into the mouse's eyes.

The rat flicked its tail, looking very disdainful, Penny dodged the dust raised by the rat's tail and waved his hand: "Forget it, don't talk about that issue, aren't you going to go back to the main material realm with me?"

After not hearing the rat's reaction for a long time, Penny shrugged helplessly: "Okay, then I wish you all the best in the abyss." ”

Belen opened his mouth and yawned heavily.

Penny was even more helpless, thinking that it would be better to try to draw a line with this dangerous guy, he couldn't control this thing anymore, it was going to rain, and the girl wanted to marry and let it go, he turned around and took a deep breath, and plunged into the glittering portal.

The mage left, and Belen opened his eyes, shaking his rat brain, his long rabbit-like ears dangling above his head, and slowly crawled out of the basement.

The group of demonic beasts above was still trembling, and when the cunning demon Adi saw the rat come out, he jumped to his feet and shouted, "Oh?! Damn, oh no, dear master, you weren't killed by the terrible gods?"

A fierce glint flashed in the mouse's eyes.

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