Chapter 322 (1/2)
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
As the saying went, tears always came with laughter. It was true among gods. When kind gods were inspired to strengthen the governing of the church and the people’s support through the pension system, evil gods would be inferior. Who would bother believing in evil gods when they were living a good life?
To take the Goddess of Bumper Harvest and the God of Starvation as examples, a bumper harvest and a poor harvest were quite normal scenarios. It was the same as the Madrid Derby Game; when Real Madrid scored, that meant that Atletico Madrid lost and not even a compliment curse could save them. However, something could still be done to improve the situation. If proper measures were taken to ensure local welfare, starvation might not happen during poor harvest years, or at least people would not panic and still believe in the Goddess of Bumper Harvest. There would be no chance at all for the God of Starvation.
That was why fine-tuning was important.
Such examples were not hard to find. Kind gods and evil gods were always in conflicts as an advantage for one meant a disadvantage for the other.
Like now, kind gods had all released oracles to instruct the church to follow the Void Mask Land. Naturally, the evil gods were unhappy, and it was hard to say how many of them had been rather pissed off by that damn green jellyfish.
But not much could be done, so they could only release oracles and ask their followers to prevent the implementation of the pension system at all kind gods’ churches. They also tried to make a mess in the Void Mask Land such as bombing houses, spreading poison and killing people, etc. In a word, they did everything they could to disgrace that damn Jellyfish God!
But as everyone knew, it was not easy to turn an idea into a plan and further put it into practice.
There was a joke on earth: how does one put an elephant inside a fridge? The answer was to get an elephant first, then to have a fridge, open the fridge and put the elephant in it. It was that easy.
But this was not completely the case!
Nearly ten evil organizations wished to mess up the Void Mask Land, and they had designed nearly a hundred plans these years to do so. How many of them actually succeeded?
Zero, none!
The Void Mask Land was guarded by the real god of Sui Xiong, and this emerging city was his holy city. For the whole day and the whole year, he had been monitoring all the portals here in case anyone with bad intentions or extremely dangerous objects arrived.
Like putting an elephant into a fridge, it was impossible for him to mess up here.
But if someone more powerful came here with “a fridge larger than an elephant,” they might be able to do something. For instance, Ymirjar Le-Peyroux, the God of Spellcaster who had come to trick the first Fighter Championship, was truly capable of making a mess.
But he was not a subordinate of any evil gods; he didn’t care about them at all.
The evil gods were not that weak. Say Wuther Rang, the master god of humans, started as the God of Revenge who was a genuinely evil god. Still, he was too proud to play small tricks. Or Lefon, gods of the orcs, for example, was an evil god as well yet he was not into playing little tricks.
Powerful ones were usually not keen on small tricks, maybe out of their personalities or this world’s moral standards. Or maybe they just happened to be the same on this issue. But anyway, now the several high-level evil gods didn’t cross the line, and the enthusiastic ones were mostly weak.
This was the way it happened, and all the evil gods were concerned and whispering while not being able to come up with a good solution.
Putting aside the Pantheon temple, the retirement ceremony was still on in the Void Mask Land.
After the hosts’ introduction, the several workers who were about to retire this year were led to the stage and granted their retirement certificate and their first months’ pension by Madame Teague, the supervisor of the Land.