The amusement park was already quite lively.
On the main square facing the gate, a group of adults and children gathered around Hugh, who was wearing a colorful robe, to listen to his performance. Hugh smiled and played a flute first. The melodious sound of the flute echoed in the square, making people feel relaxed and happy. Then he cleared his throat, played the three-stringed instrument, and sang a cheerful song.
Both the flute song and the three-stringed instrument song were unheard of. Even the most knowledgeable people had never heard of them in other places. Therefore, not only the common people came to listen, but also a few people who looked like scholars. One of them was holding a wooden board, and as he listened, he wrote and drew on it with charcoal, writing down the music.
There was no concept of "copyright" in this world, but the authorship of the original author was still protected. If someone copied someone else's book or collected someone else's song, but erased the original author's name or even changed it to his own, then the original author would not have to sue him. The God of Literature and Art and the God of Classics would naturally find trouble with him, and even the powerful God of Magic would punish him. The reason was very simple. The priesthood of the God of Magic also included knowledge, and the respect and protection of knowledge was also a part of his doctrine.
As for the problem of profit from piracy, with the backward level of papermaking and printing in this world, how could piracy make a profit? You must be kidding!
But even so, Sui often received requests from scholars and poets, asking the author of the songs to allow them to perform them in other places.
Of course, he did not object to this, but he requested that, no matter where they performed, they must first help to promote the amusement park.
This request was very reasonable, and everyone was willing to accept it. Therefore, after listening to the pirated songs, there were often art lovers who traveled thousands of miles to the capital of their country, and then arrived at the amusement park through the transmission array, just to listen to Hugh's original version.
Not long after, one day, when Hugh, Josh, and Fafnir were drunk and snoring on a prostitute's bed, he received the call of the God of Literature and Art.
On the following morning he announced, in a spirited and spirited manner, that Herr von Stolovsky Franz was already an adventurer of the highest order, having been rewarded by the Old Song for his services in the propagation of the arts.
When he said this, he glanced at Josh a few times, as if he did not take this barbarian who could not even write his name seriously.
Josh did not argue with him, but that day after work, he dragged Fafnir to treat him to a meal, which cost him an entire month's salary. He was so distressed that he cried out in pain, but was firmly suppressed by the barbarian's iron pincers, and could not fight back.
Although a high-level barbarian was powerful, Josh was a high-level barbarian. If a barbarian was caught by a barbarian, how could he have a good ending?
Fafnir, who was in human form, enjoyed the service of the two young ladies as he watched Josh tidy up the living treasure with a smile. He could not help but sigh. "Hugh, this guy, is really interesting!"
Sui Xiong also met the God of Literature and Art. The two of them had a cordial and friendly exchange on the form of art, the development of art, the cultivation and protection of artists, and many other issues, and reached a consensus. Although in terms of their fundamental position, it was still "praise" rather than "support", they still reached an agreement in the end.
According to the agreement, in the near future, the God of Literature and Art would arrange for the artists under his command to come here to study, and his believers would come here to build a high-level theater, where they would perform various artistic programs.
In exchange, Sui Xiong would provide protection for the artists when necessary. As long as they did not commit heinous crimes, no one could capture or kill any artist within the boundaries of the amusement park.
The God of Literature and Art was very satisfied with this agreement. As a god with weak divine power, he had always hated his lack of military force, and could not provide protection for his believers in times of need. And his church was too weak, to the point that it did not even have a decent military force.
Take a look at the other follower god of the God of Magic, the God of Classics. Although he was also a weak divine power, he had a stable group of church knights. Although there were not many of them, there were still some!
In comparison, although in theory, every theater was the temple of the God of Literature and Art, he did not even have a stable church, let alone a group of church knights …
"You're a pretty experienced god, how come you don't even have a stable church?" Sui Xiong asked, puzzled.
The God of Literature and Art's incarnation of a delicate young lady sighed and spoke of his difficulties.
Most of the believers of the God of Literature and Art were artists, and most of them were nobles and adventurers. But adventurers did not have a fixed residence, and often wandered around. The pampered nobles might be willing to pay, but they were not likely to work for a god.
Although in theory, with money, one could recruit people. But ever since the rise of the God of Aristocracy, he had strictly controlled the nobles' support for other churches. Under the restrictions of the Church of the God of Aristocracy, many churches that originally relied on the support of the nobles to maintain their operations were gradually disintegrating, especially the God of Literature and Art.
His church originally relied on the existence of theaters, but most of these theaters were actually the property of the nobles, and only a few belonged to the Church of the God of Literature and Art. Under the suppression of the Church of the God of Aristocracy, the theaters whose property rights belonged to the nobles were first rapidly transformed, and then the theaters that originally belonged to the Church of the God of Literature and Art were also squeezed out to the point where it was difficult to maintain, and had to close down one by one.
Not long ago, the last theater that belonged to the Church of the God of Literature and Art finally closed down. Although this was not a heavy blow to the faith that was sustained by the love of art, for the church, it was like a disaster.
So when Sui Xiong expressed his willingness to provide shelter for the believers of the God of Literature and Art, allowing them to build a theater here and maintain a stable church, the God of Literature and Art was very touched and sighed.
"When he was apotheosized, I even helped him … I didn't expect the end result to be like this …"
Sui Xiong only listened to the God of Literature and Art's sigh. If one were to say that he was sighing, it was the God of Knights who was sighing. Could he be more sighing than the first patron saint of mankind?
But for the Church of the God of Literature and Art entering the amusement park, he at least raised seven or eight tentacles to welcome it.
Money, after all, could not be earned all by one person. When the cake was big, everyone would eat it together. That was the way to conduct oneself.
Most of the believers of the God of Literature and Art were not difficult to get along with. The arrival of their versatile talents was a great help to enhance the cultural atmosphere of the entire amusement park, and it also played a great role in improving the image of the amusement park in the entire civilized world.
So the two gods finally reached an agreement happily. Sui Xiong also invited the God of Literature and Art to stay for a meal, but unfortunately, the God seemed to have something urgent and left in a hurry.
But the negotiation with another god was not so pleasant.
Coladema, the god of underground caves and underground ruins, also known as the Dark Dominator of the Underground, was a mid-level Divine Power.
This god was not a human, but a black dragon from ancient times. It lived in a dark cave that no one knew about, kept growing, and finally stepped into the domain of gods. It killed the previous god of caves, seized the priesthood of "underground caves," and claimed that it was the master of all underground ruins. After a long period of time, it established the priesthood of "underground ruins." In the process of establishing these two priesthoods, it killed wantonly and set off countless bloody storms.
Now, it was the only god known to have these two priesthoods, and its power had long surpassed the priesthoods, and it was recognized as a top master among the gods. It had a status close to that of the God King of each God System.
This was a very amazing thing. It should be known that among the intelligent creatures, there were many who liked to live underground. But even among the most powerful of them, the dwarf race, there was only the God of Shallow Caves, Underground Exploration, and Mining in the God System. They just played a little bit on the edge and did not dare to blatantly reach out to Coladema's sphere of influence.
This god was also very straightforward. He did not even greet Sui Xiong and directly stated his purpose of coming.
"Those deep underground caves, as well as the ruins in them, all belong to me." The tall and thin man with black skin, the incarnation of the Black Dragon God, said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Junior, I don't mind you using them for profit, but you must hang my holy emblem in the caves and ruins, and let my believers manage them. Of course, the offerings offered to me are also indispensable. "
Sui Xiong was silent for a while and asked, "Since you are the God of Caves, you must know that this underground labyrinth was excavated by me and the underground city in the labyrinth was built by me. Every brick and tile is the result of my labor. If you have any objections, why didn't you come to me in the past few years? "
"Why would I have any objections?" Coladema raised his eyebrows and asked doubtfully, "I am very happy to see your behavior!"
"Since you have no objections to my digging the underground maze and building the underground city, why do you jump out to fight for it now?" Sui Xiong frowned and said in a deep voice, "It is mine!"
"The underground caves and ruins belong to me," Coladema still said indifferently. "No matter how they came here, it doesn't matter. All the underground caves and ruins belong to me."
Sui Xiong took a deep breath, held back the anger in his chest, and asked, "Even if it was built by another god, it would be the same?"
"Of course!" Coladema laughed and said, "I am very satisfied with your behavior of showing my glory. I want to commend you … "
Sui Xiong sneered and didn't bother to listen to him finish. He waved his tentacles, and the surrounding space rippled like water. The incarnation of Coladema was suddenly like a cannonball shot out of the barrel of a cannon, and with a bang, he was sent flying away, and no one knew where he flew to.
"Where did this psychopath come from …" After sending this annoying guy flying, Sui Xiong rubbed his temples with his tentacles and muttered to himself, "It's true that people who are popular get into trouble! Digging a hole can attract a dog that is clamoring to declare its sovereignty … "
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