Chapter 179 I will trust whoever makes me a lot of money
After hearing the chaotic noises coming from the Moon Well, Rhodes finally understood why many people did not receive a response from the gods when they prayed to them.

This is just like a vegetable market, with the voices of countless believers mixed together. It would be strange if the gods could hear them!
Or.

Those who can be heard and responded to by the gods either have deep faith or are extremely lucky!
"Why are there suddenly so many more noises? Is it because part of the Moon Goddess statue has been repaired that the voices of ordinary believers can also be heard?" Rhodes muttered in surprise.

He remembered that before, there were only the voices of a few believers with deep faith in the Moon Well, but now there are more than twice as many, and many voices that have never been heard before have appeared.

For example, the one who wants to make his penis bigger, doesn’t that seem not pious enough?
As for the one who was talking about killing, killing, killing, Rhodes even suspected that the other party was not worshipping the Moon Goddess, but he just happened to hear it.

Isn’t there a common plot in novels and movies?

The protagonist's family was wiped out and he was bullied by the villain. He was filled with resentment and his eyes were red. He shouted to the sky, "I need strength."

Then some demon or evil god will appear and say that as long as you offer your soul, you can gain supreme power.

After all, people who are surrounded by hatred have much stronger mental strength than usual.

Even if there is no one to be prayed to, that spirit may be able to penetrate the barrier and enter the spiritual plane, so it is not surprising that it can be heard by the various gods.

Moreover, sacrificing one's soul to gain power does seem like something that unruly gods would do.

"Forget it, I'd better find something serious..."

Rhodes is an honest and upright deputy god, and he would never do anything to deceive people's souls. It would be better for him to find some serious believers who would not cause trouble.

For example, the believer who made strange noises in front of the statue and did not know what to do.

Think of this.

Rhodes calmed his mind and tried to sense the source of that mental power.

However, what he did not expect was that at this moment, there was a sudden flash of light, and his spiritual consciousness actually crossed the dimensional barrier and appeared on a newly built statue of the Moon Goddess.

"Is this... a projection of consciousness?"

Feeling the familiar perspective and touch, Rhodes was overjoyed. He could actually project his consciousness into the world of believers through the Moon Goddess statue!
good news.

This is definitely great news for him!

Because in this way, he can understand the situation of the believers more clearly and what they need, and there will be no more mistakes such as sending the wrong things.

As expected, after the Moon Goddess statue was repaired, even the spiritual connection was strengthened. It was worth it that he had worked so hard to collect the demigod marks during this period.

But unfortunately, now he can only attach his consciousness to the carrier of faith, that is, the statue, and he has no way of moving within a certain range like the elves.

"It seems that if we want to project our consciousness anytime and anywhere, we must make the moon rise again and become the carrier of faith for all believers."

While muttering, Rhodes looked down and found himself in a dim hall.

And under the statue, two naked figures were entangled together, working hard for the great work of racial reproduction.

Depend on!
Doing such a thing next to the statue is simply disgraceful and morally corrupt!

Rhodes cursed the two believers in his heart for their misconduct, and stared at them closely, looking for favorable evidence of their blasphemy.

Three minutes later.

His consciousness returned to his body, with disdain on his face.

"Tsk, this batch of believers is really lame."

After watching a pornographic drama, Rhodes gained a new understanding of consciousness projection and suddenly found it difficult to look directly at this thing.

Could it be that there really is a god who uses this ability to watch porn movies?

He found.

As he gained a deeper understanding of the gods' abilities, the great images of those gods in his mind were constantly collapsing.

"Forget it, let's get down to business."

After studying the new changes, Rhodes calmed down again and began to filter out the messy mental information.

Then he discovered a trick.

In the past, the spiritual information of those fanatical believers with strong faith would be relatively strong, and would be very bright among a large number of light spots, and could be seen at a glance.

The spiritual energy of those general believers with weak faith is very dim, and it cannot even be seen if you don't look carefully.

"No wonder the ones who get responses from the gods are mostly those with devout faith. So that's how it is."

Not really.

With such a large and densely packed field of spiritual light spots for you to choose from, you will definitely give priority to the bigger and brighter ones. Wouldn't your chances of winning be greatly increased?
Not to mention the gods.

No matter how dumb one is, one knows that the faith that shines the brightest is the strongest, and even when bestowing blessings, those believers will be given priority.

"Huh? I don't think I've seen this before."

Suddenly, Rhodes noticed that in the corner, a spiritual light spot that was more intense than that of ordinary believers was slowly approaching.

Then I heard a lot of chattering and some sharp voices.

"Great Moon God, kind Moon God, please be kind and give me some mushrooms. I swear in the name of the goblin that I will come to offer you sacrifices every day..."

Goblin?

Rhodes raised his eyebrows.

Shouldn't goblins believe in the god of alchemy or the god of wealth? Why did they suddenly change their belief to the moon god?
This was his first time to come into contact with this race. He immediately became interested and projected his consciousness directly over to them through mental connection.

Swish!
There was a flash of light.

Came to a place that looked like an office.

The layout of the surroundings is very exquisite. It looks like a place where nobles discuss matters, or a high-end business place.

Rhodes lowered his head and saw a goblin who was exactly the same as he had imagined, short and ugly, kneeling on the ground and worshiping devoutly.

Good guy.

You, a man who seems to have no shortage of money, come to worship the Moon God just for a few mushrooms, and your faith is so strong. Isn't this a bit rebellious?
and many more.

It seems like goblins are good at making money?

Then you should be good at acquiring things, right?

Rhode suddenly realized that his purpose this time was to obtain a large amount of gilded powder and other alchemical tools, and what he lacked was a believer with a lot of money and business acumen. Okay, okay, it's you.

The corners of Rhodes' mouth rose, and a spiritual wave spread out and injected into the Moon God statue where he was.

next second.

A beam of green light came crashing down, enveloping the statue and the goblin.

At the same time, the shadow of a full moon slowly appeared above, making the entire room darken instantly. Only the area covered by the light column was illuminated by the moonlight, which looked like a dream.

WTF?

No.

I'm just releasing my spirit, but the special effects are a bit too much. Why are there more moonlight and night effects than last time?
Rhodes didn't know what to complain about. He even suspected that the Moon Goddess had added a special effect amplification array to her statue in order to show off her divine power. Otherwise, how could she make such a big noise every time?
"It's revealed! The Moon God has revealed himself!"

Inside the room.

The goblin was not frightened by the sudden change. Instead, he got up from the ground with an excited look on his face and knelt down in front of the statue with a plop.

"Lord Moon God, are you finally willing to respond to me?"

"Your most humble believer, Vickers Gold, begs you to grant me the precious magic mushrooms and help me take back the position of head of the Chamber of Commerce from that damn Charlotte!"

Wait a moment.

Is there something wrong with your name?
Hearing the goblin's words, Rhodes was stunned, his expression became extremely strange, and he didn't know where to start complaining.

However, he heard some important information from the other party's words.

This goblin is a member of a chamber of commerce, competing with others for the position of chamber of commerce director, and is losing?

That's not okay.

As his appointed purchasing minister, how could he be so lame?

If I can’t even compete with a small supervisor, how can I help him purchase things in the future?

After thinking about it, he moved his mind and controlled the free magic elements in the air, gathering them into the big words "gilded powder" in the air, and he used the common language he had just learned.

Vickers, who had just raised his head, had his eyes wide open, looking at those large words that seemed like a miracle with excitement and ecstasy.

"Gild powder? Yes, yes, I have it here! I am willing to dedicate it all to the great Moon God!"

As he spoke, he took out a crystal container almost half a meter high and filled with gilded powder from his space ring.

Rhodes was impressed by the terrifying amount of stock. It was enough for him to build at least 3,000 magic cannons. Even if he asked the elves to help purchase them, it would still take some time.

Are the personal inventories of these goblins so exaggerated?

Although he was stunned, he was not idle. With a thought, a flame mushroom, a charm mushroom, a black mushroom, and the defensive crystal ball he had just made all appeared in the room.

Then he quickly took away the large bottle of gilded powder, and his consciousness returned to his body.

When the moonlight above faded and the room became bright again, Vickers got up from the ground and picked up the things with excitement.

"Mushrooms! They really are magic mushrooms! It's finally time for me, Vickers, to turn over!"

The goblin's shrill voice echoed in the room, and his expression looked as smug as possible.

Unknown to the other races, the goblin's faith is not in the heart, but in wealth.

They will believe in whoever can make them money, a lot of money, no matter if you are the god of the sun or the devil.

Their obsession with wealth has reached a point that goes beyond their own hearts, and they would never betray gold coins even if it meant betraying their companions.

This is also the reason why goblins are hated and considered despicable.

"Just wait, I will take back everything that belongs to me!"

Vickers clenched the mushroom in his hand, his eyes full of greed.

He knew the effects of these three kinds of mushrooms. Many nobles had tried to obtain them but could not, so there was no need to explain the commercial value contained in them.

He also spent a lot of money to find out that this mushroom came from the Moon God, a god who was rumored to have fallen.

"What a bunch of brainless fools! It seems they don't know that the Moon God is still alive. I, Vickers, will be the most loyal believer of the Moon God from now on!"

After putting away the mushrooms, Vickers planned to teach his old rival Charlotte a lesson and take back his position as supervisor.

However, before he took two steps out, he found something else in the corner, a blue crystal ball with densely painted patterns.

"Huh? What is this?"

Vickers curiously picked up the crystal ball that was almost as big as his head, and instantly a chill swept through his body.

But when he saw the patterns drawn on it, his eyes suddenly widened.

"This, this, this... what is this?!"

A sound like the scream of a crow echoed in the room. Vickers breathed rapidly, his eyes fixed on the crystal ball in his hand.

Ten!

There are actually ten magic circles drawn on this crystal ball!

how can that be!

What he saw before him completely overturned his understanding of magic items.

Even the alchemy master in their Chamber of Commerce can only draw three magic circles on a magic item at most.

Not to mention the market.

Magical items blessed by the three magic circles are extremely rare. Every time they appear, they will attract a large number of nobles and adventurers to scramble for them. You can imagine how precious they are.

However, the number of magic circles on the crystal ball in front of him reached a terrifying ten!

"No, it seems there are more than ten?"

Suddenly, Vickers became confused and stared at the crystal ball in his hand.

The next moment, he opened his mouth wide, as if he saw something unbelievable.

(End of this chapter)