Chapter 345 (2/2)

Although there was no story about “pulling up seedlings to help them grow” in the world, there were similar stories. And everyone knew the results of those tales.

So the church of the Goddess of Bumper Harvest had made full preparations. The church had spent lots of money in making the whole Rem City full of holy emblems and icons. The Goddess herself even made those emblems and icons possess sufficient Divine Power at any cost, and a large number of pious believers were also assembled from all sides. They even brainwashed all the residents of the whole Rem City to become believers of the Goddess of Bumper Harvest.

At least for the time being, this city was a sacred realm for the goddess and the kingdom of God on the earth!

In the Pantheon, many gods were concerned about the situation in Rem City. At least 20 gods came to Rem City in their incarnations, and even Sui Xiong was called by Javier in his incarnation to visit the scene from a distance.

“Do you think they will succeed?” Sui Xiong asked curiously as he watched the holy light gradually rising from the dark in Rem City.

Javier shrugged his shoulders, and his pretty appearance made his gesture particularly handsome.

“How would I know? There has never been much certainty about such a thing. Since I became a god, I have seen many people attempting to promote a god follower, but in general, most of them have failed, and few have succeeded. In other words, failure is normal while success is… Well, I can’t say it’s abnormal, but it’s certainly not as normal as failure.”

“Moritre, the God of Harvest, will be very unhappy to hear your words.” Manissy, the Goddess of Wealth, said with a smile, but her words showed some kind of joy.

The reason why the Goddess of Bumper Harvest was so stressed that she risked promoting a god follower that was also one of the chief criminals.

“You are so petty.” Morani laughed. “But considering that Moritre had been casting her eyes at my little earthworm, I also tended to make her suffer.

“It won’t be injured in the sinews and bones anyway.” The silent warrior Mo murmured and then picked up his wine gourd.

He seemed to be drinking all day long, just like soaking in a wine jar.

The God of justice, Yorgaardman, had not spoken yet and watched Rem City carefully. He concentrated his attention on the elder who was in a perfect set of equipment and stood at the top of the temple. He was absorbing the strength of the Holy Emblem from zero distance, without even blinking his eyes.

Sui Xiong could not help but look at him carefully for a while when he saw how concentrated he was. But he really could not find anything, just thought that the elder had a strong power and perhaps he could succeed.

But just as he thought about it privately, Yorgaardman sighed deeply.

“What’s wrong?” Sui Xiong asked curiously.

“This man is distracted, and he lacks fighting spirit and determination. He won’t get out of the key step,” Yorgaardman whispered. “There are generally two difficulties in becoming a god either through your own strength or by being promoting, except for Wall’s case. The first is to test the understanding and mastery of the road to be taken, and the second is to test whether he can firmly believe in his understanding and mastery or not. With Moritre’s help, there will be no problem in the first difficulty. But the latter difficulty… It’s not easy for a man who had his own path to change his own way and to be firm and steadfast! Throughout the ages, most of the people who want to promote a god follower have failed in this step. It seems that there will be another failure today. ”

Sui Xiong thought about it and asked, “Didn’t the Goddess of Bumper Harvest choose the road for him? Didn’t he believe in the gods he believed in?”

“Believe… That’s easier said than done!” Yorgaardman shook his head. “If he were to die for Moritre, he would not hesitate. But if asked him to deny his own way and what he has been pursuing for a long time, could he really do so without hesitation and concern and be steadfast all the way?

Sui Xiong thought it over carefully and shook his head.

“Yes, so it’s hard to promote a god follower! Hard! Hard! Hard!”

“But how come so many people have succeeded?” Javier asked curiously.

“Successful people always have their own reasons,” Yorgaardman laughed and said. “But the failures are about the same.”

“Your words are so reasonable!!” Sui Xiong gave a thumbs up with his tentacles. “Brother, you are quite philosophical. Why don’t you consider changing your image? For example, you can wear silver shining armor, comb your hair neatly and show a more serious expression. If you do so, you will have more believers.”

Yorgaardman laughed again and shook his head. His eyes became distant. “For me, justice is standing on the side of the weak who have been oppressed and fighting those who have oppressed and damaged the weak. Most of the people who need my help are in a very awkward situation. Why should I dress myself up like a man who oppresses and damages them?”

“It’s always necessary to dress yourself up. You look like a beggar on the street, and that makes it difficult for you to have more believers.”

“Ha ha! I never want people to believe in me, on the contrary, I would rather people never believe in me and do not pray to me!” Yorgaardman laughed. “If one day I die for lack of faith, then I would say goodbye to you with a smile. That would be the best and the most perfect ending which I’ve long been dreaming of.”

During their conversation, the eastern sky became a little white, and the dawn came.

This also meant that the critical moment of promoting a god follower was coming!