Chapter 7.2 - God Whom We Worship Saves Us (2/2)

In the first place, this is a game.

Because of the realistic graphics, I sometime fall into the illusion that I am watching another world through a camera.

“Oh..the effect of the offering”

Now, the fate points have increased considerably.

A messaged popped up as I expected.

《Fate points are raised not only by gratitude but also by offerings. The more valuable the offspring, the more points you earn. Let’s do our best to make tribute to the villagers! 》

However, it is great to know that the points will rise even if offer something.

These offerings should not be a burden to everyone, so I must not force it.

“I received tribute from everyone. I am grateful. However, these offerings should not become a burden for you. I have received the thought of the value of the material as well. It doesn’t matter what is left over or what is not needed in your life. I have the art of turning the material and the thoughts of people into the power of miracles. ”

How about this oracle?

Doesn’t it seem like you are humble and begging?

No, it’s okay. All the villagers here are pure and nice.

I was a little anxious, but when I gave the oracle, the villagers reaction convinced me,“ How humble, ”“ We care about us… ”.

They are too pure, and I am a little worried about the villagers. In modern Japan, they will most likely be deceived by scams or cults.

Actually, aren’t you being deceived by a cult right now ????

Anyway, I will accept anything if it becomes a point even the logs and garbage.

After that, I searched on the net for more knowledge of wood processing that may be useful for the villagers …… It took me a while to notice.

My eyes were tired and when I looked out of the window, the area was dyed red. It’s not ominous, but instead the warm color of sunset.

“It’s already evening. When I play Village of Fate, time passes by so quickly.”

Since I was watching the screen all the time, once I stopped the game and tried to take a little break,

“Yoshio! I received a delivery for you!”

My mother calls me from the lower floor.

Did I win a sweepstakes again?

It’s better to win the lottery than to win these prizes frequently, but is it too luxurious?

When I got down the stairs, my mother was holding cardboard.

“It’s pretty heavy. What’s inside?”

“Now, the address is …

The address of the sender attached to the box was “Village of Fate”