"… In order to travel between the two worlds, one must pass through a medium channel, a bridge and a hole. If an inanimate object passes through the hole, it's basically impossible to control where it lands. If an inanimate object passes through the bridge, it's a bridge built by the Gods themselves, which is why only souls can pass through. "
Rorschach summarized the current situation of Aishi and Ansorenne with simple words.
"But there's an argument to be made here. If life can only pass through the Gods' channel, how did the Gods themselves come here …"
"… They tore the Gods in half and threw them down from the hole. One half was in Aishi, while the other half was here to ascend to Godhood. Both sides were their true bodies, while both sides were their incarnations. Their Divine Kingdoms also became bridges to other worlds. Only conceptual existences like the Gods can still survive. "
"They actually tore the Gods in half and used them as bridges. The person who came up with this idea was definitely a lunatic …"
Originally, Rorschach should have returned to Aishi's side after he finished explaining everything, but …
"What should we do about this?"
Rorschach asked Isabella, who was still lying on the ground and pretending to be dead. It seemed that losing all of her family's money again was a huge blow to her.
"Just leave her there. I'll tell her older brother to collect her corpse later. Still, I've learned that an ancient treasure chest can actually give food. "
Su Nanna continued to explain when she saw Rorschach's astonished expression.
"Delivering food is something that can't be done in the early stages of land reclamation. This chest should be from the earliest period, at least a hundred years old. But even though it's clearly the most valuable ancient treasure chest from before World War I, it actually gave the least valuable food. As expected of the legendary African bastards. "
But every explanation was like a knife stabbing into Isabella's body, one sentence after another. In the end, she was already convulsing.
For a useless person like Isabella, there was something even worse than not being able to get any food from a lucky draw in Africa. That was when they saw the other side of Europe, but were refused entry and sent back to Africa.
It was just like how the needle on a lottery wheel stopped at the dividing line. The closer one was to success, the greater the psychological impact, and the worse the fall. Isabella was already rolling on the ground again.
"Don't worry about her. She'll be fine once she gets used to it."
Rorschach still had some sympathy for Isabella. After all, back when he worked for a video game magazine, the senior editors were all veteran gamers, and they were all scammed by various pay-to-win mobile games.
He had seen a lot of unlucky people who were so miserable that they had to eat instant noodles from the middle of the month to the end of the month. They were even poorer than his poor students.
Rorschach himself? He was originally a student working part-time, so he couldn't afford to play the game. He had been forcefully promoted by those bad guys, so he played the game for free for a period of time. However, due to some personal reasons, he never touched the game again.
Isabella's to Isabella to help Isabella to be to be to be to be to be to be to help her to be to help her to be saved saved saved her.
His past experience with useless colleagues had taught him that this kind of person was not worthy of sympathy. Even if he returned the money to her, no matter how confident she was at the time, she would soon go back to smoking again.
. That way, she would be more hesitant the next time she was to be to be remorseful. At the very least, she would know to save some living expenses, cut off her hands and eat less grass afterwards.
"2300 for neutral, 4600 for lesser gods, plus 3000 for vengeance quests, that's 7600. That should be quite a lot. Eh, why do I still have 2000 points? What's that? "
"As Lori's Descended One, after you complete quests from other gods or neutral gods, a certain percentage of the rewards would be given to your god, and your god would reward you with points. Forget it, you just need to know that it's useful. You'll understand in the future. "
Speaking up to this point, Rorschach looked up the specific instructions and understood.
That unlucky person's bounty was actually 4300 greater gods, but he only received 2300,2000, which was directly transferred to the God of Games' account.
"Isn't that just a company/intermediary taking a percentage? That's understandable."
If the bounty quest was a company's job, then as an employee of the "company", the "company" would give him a percentage after he completed the quest outside the company, which would be used to develop the "company" itself.
As for the portion that was taken away, the "company" would record the corresponding points in the company as compensation and benefits.
Looking at the 7600 points on his interface, Roland considered that the Magic Armor, which was worth thousands of gold in the outside world, would only be worth this much here … Logically speaking, the actual value of the Magic Armor here was much higher than the outside world, so this should be a huge sum of money.
"This should be quite a fortune, right?"
"It's a golden start. I didn't even get 200 points in my first month here. "
Heh, it really was a golden start. With so many points, should he do something … like buy a house? That should be enough, but there didn't seem to be any real estate developers here.
Rorschach looked to the side, wanting to ask a senior, but there was only his useless older sister who was tearing up and stuffing popcorn into her mouth.
"Crunch, crunch, it's actually really delicious. Do you want to have a bite? 300 points is enough … "
Rorschach was quite moved to see this useless kryptonian girl who was tearing up and trying to sell her popcorn to him. He unhesitatingly rejected her, but his mood mysteriously became much better. Yep, it seemed that he had vented some of his anger.
"At the very least, I definitely can't be like her. Eh? This page seems somewhat familiar? Eh, my finger … "
Rorschach instantly turned pale with fright, but it was already too late.
His finger was already pressing down on the twisted button of his belief system! The spinning wheel was already pointing to the unknown.
"What evil spell was cast on me? Damn it! "
The next moment, seeing how Su Nanna was looking at the idiot, and how Isabella was looking at her brother, Roland, who was still in a daze, suddenly realized what was going on.
There was no evil spell at all. It was just that this damned natural talent of his was becoming more and more intense. As long as he wanted to do something, he would do it the moment he was distracted.
He wanted to take a hit, but when he was distracted, his hand would move, and he would really take a hit!
"Forget it, it's only 300 points. I can afford the loss. But I really need to be careful of this natural talent. "
Losing some points of Divine Tribute wouldn't be a big deal, but if his natural talent went berserk, it would be a big deal. For example, his gray elf mentor had said that the wood spirit's chest surgery was a scam, and Roland's hand had been impulsive enough to touch it.
For example, sometimes when the weather was too hot, people would want to take off their clothes. Other people would have common sense and endure it, but when Roland's natural talent went berserk … he would probably be on the headlines.
For example, if he ran into a Taobao shopping event or a huge sale in a game …
Just imagining such a situation made Rorschach's scalp go cold. He decided that he would pay any price to get rid of his natural talent's side effects.
At this moment, the spinning wheel had almost stopped. As expected, it was a gray item. It probably wasn't anything good.
Eh, why was it still spinning?
"… Bro, you're so motivated and generous. You spun 10 times in a row right off the bat."
Rorschach was crying. He really was crying. The Divine Tribute that he had worked so hard to earn had been halved so quickly?
"Can you give it back to me …?"
[…]
"…"
Everyone present expressed their disdain by remaining silent. Roland was even worse than Isabella. At the very least, she was willing to accept her loss.
"Haha."
Isabella threw her head back and laughed out loud without a care for her image. What could be more comforting for an African who had just been defeated than someone else's shipwreck in Africa?
At this moment, Isabella suddenly felt that the sky had turned blue and the air had become fresher. Even the 3D gorilla in front of her was much more pleasing to the eye … Eh, it seemed familiar?
Rorschach had already closed his eyes, not daring to look at the results. Before this, Su Nanna had already explained to him the rules of the God of Games' Divine Blessing lottery. This kind of random ten times in a row basically wouldn't break even.
Game Domain Divine Spell: Random Item Creation.
Its function was that as long as it was within the range of Lori's divine power, one could obtain an item by paying 300 Divine Tributes.
If one paid an additional price, one could even limit the type of item, such as daily necessities, weapons, magic armor accessories, and so on.
This was similar to Aishi's Wish Spell or Water-Making Spell, in which one would pay mana in exchange for an item. It was just that this was a version of Divine Spells. However, the similarity between the two — no, the similarity between this type of spell was that the caster would basically make a loss.
The goal that the archmage could achieve with Wish Spell would usually be much easier to achieve by himself.
Even with the addition of a random restriction, since Lori as the caster was powerful enough, there was a ninety percent chance that the caster would make a loss.
However, this Divine Blessing function wasn't blocked. Aside from the fact that it was added at Isabella's strong request, it was actually still somewhat useful.
The function's actual use was to limit the types of lottery.
Right now, the most frequently used lottery was to limit daily necessities. Often, one could draw daily necessities such as food, books, clothes, and so on. Although the price was low, it was very practical here.
This was also a characteristic of the Game Church. Although it couldn't provide combat support on the battlefield, it was very useful in terms of logistics.
However, Rorschach didn't limit the types of lottery, which meant that he could draw anything from a random item. That was to say, anything from boots to brooms was possible. There was no hope of drawing anything good.
"Haha, from today onwards, you can call me Sister Isabella. As your hunting companion, I'll take care of you. "
Isabella didn't even try to hide her schadenfreude. However, a voice suddenly spoke up.
[… Isabella, don't be happy too early. Do you know what nickname your brother has among those otakus?]
"What nickname?"
[Sealer Rorschach, African Butcher, Midas Touch, and this was indeed his early nickname. After that …]
"After that?"
Isabella inhaled sharply. She already had a premonition that a massacre was about to happen. She didn't even notice that popcorn had fallen to the ground.
Isabella looked in despair at the ten consecutive lottery card pool. Four of the cards had already stopped. Apart from the first card that was gray and dull, the remaining cards were either glowing blue or purple.
"… All of them are equipment of superior quality or above. Two of them are purple. That should be enough to break even! No, that's not right. That should be a huge profit! "
[Rorschach Aliens. They're one of a kind. Since those massacres were so tragic, they didn't even bring my brother to play with them anymore.]
The Blood Tribe Isabella silently looked at the boy not far away. He was so happy that he was jumping up and down on the spot. Tears of blood silently flowed down his cheeks.
For a Blood Tribe member, uncontrollably bleeding blood was a sign that they were seriously injured.
Isabella was already heartbroken.
"Lori, can I transfer to another church? If I stay with him, either he dies, or I die …"
[That's impossible. Didn't we sisters vow to share weal and woe together? Isabella, don't you like little Lori anymore?]
"… I-I-I won't go back on my word."
Isabella, who was crying tears of blood, swallowed her broken teeth. However, she didn't know that her sisterly other half was secretly delighted.
Isabella had waited long enough for this day.
[From the day I sent my brother that letter, I've waited long enough for this day! Sister Isabella, don't blame me, Lori, for being cruel. Only after you've been slaughtered by the Rorschach Aliens will you be able to truly escape. Only after the Africans are sunburned by the Europeans will they be able to truly resolve to leave that sad place.]
[At the very least, my brother's friends won't dare to play pay-to-win mobile games in front of my brother anymore. They'll be able to live normal lives because of this.]
It turned out that the true purpose of that letter and that inexplicable request wasn't just to screw over Rorschach, but also to screw over Isabella. At the same time, it was also an attempt to help Isabella get rid of her smoking addiction.
While Lori was slightly worried when she saw Isabella's tears of blood, she was also proud of the effects of this powerful medicine.
[One piece of trash, six blue quality items, and three purple quality items. I remember that Uncle Kahn was the one who held the record of three quality items in a row for ten times. My brother is still as frightening as ever. The total value of the Faith System's evaluation is 7321 God Points. I was right to choose this Divine Concept back then.]
Lori felt that it was a pity that she couldn't use this kind of luck more than a few times.
After all, her brother's luck was quite strange. When he didn't want to draw, his luck would be quite good. When he drew by himself, his luck would be above average. But when you asked him to draw for you, his luck would be so bad that you wanted to cry.
[Eh? This gray item seems rather familiar. Could it be that it's not trash …? It's humanoid! It's a descender humanoid! How could something like this possibly appear in the trash pool!]
Was it really alright for her to call her own lottery pool a trash pool?
The next instant, all the windows in her Faith System opened, and all the descenders appeared.
"How is this possible? Are you kidding me? How could the Africa Pool possibly drop something like this? "
"Sniper European — no, Rorschach alien — my blowdarts are poisonous!"
"… Mom, Planet Seal is so scary. I want to go back to the Aishi Islands."
"Rorschach, you probably don't know yet. This isn't something that can be bought with God Points. Only a Main God can create this by expending divine power. It's incredibly precious. If you really want to sell it, you can sell it for hundreds of thousands of God Points. I'll just tell you directly. This means that we have yet another descender slot. "
Apart from Grandmaster Karwenz, who had no desires whatsoever, everyone else went crazy. If they were far away right now, it was likely that Rorschach would have already been burned at the stake.
It would seem that the Game Church would be more appropriate to change its name to "Africa Gathering Point."
Amidst the chaos, someone hugged Rorschach. Isabella lifted her head. Her incredibly sincere expression reminded Rorschach of a confession and marriage proposal.
"Big Brother, from today onwards, you're my Big Brother. Please use me as you wish, as long as you help me draw … Eh? Why do I feel a little dizzy?"
Isabella wiped her face, only to discover that her hands were covered in blood. Her beautiful face was also bleeding from all her orifices … She was almost seriously injured by her luck, but she didn't even realize it.
"Actually, if it's just for one day, I can even call you Big Brother, as long as you help me draw …"
Unknowingly, the dark elf who was using a white bath towel to cover the important parts of her body had arrived behind Rorschach. She shyly tugged on Rorschach's sleeve and moved closer to him with a red face. She softly called out "Big Brother" in his ear … Instantly, Rorschach was so scared that goosebumps appeared all over his body.
Nana, isn't there something wrong with your style? Also, so you've been in the divine realm all this time! Why didn't you come out?
But when he saw Su Nanna's bath towel and thought about how his own tight-fitting clothes didn't fit at all, Rorschach decided to shut up … Perhaps he even needed the Self-Correcting Fist to help him shut up.
But he didn't have time to comment. The next instant, he was surrounded by everyone.
Those zombie-like figures and those fanatical voices were all shouting the same thing.
"Draw, draw, draw!"
Rorschach was frightened. The next instant, he retreated to the wall and saw Lori's statue.
"Lori …"
[Draw, draw, draw!]
Even the shadowy figures attached to the statue were roaring angrily.
Alright then, what else could Rorschach say? Just draw.
"… I always had terrible luck when drawing for others."
"Draw, draw, draw!" [Draw, draw, draw!]
Alright then, it was impossible to communicate with them.
What happened next?
The weather was so good … Cough, I meant that the entire Game Church deeply understood that drawing with money was a barbaric and evil civilization. After the incident, Lori finally recalled that Rorschach's luck could only be used on himself.
Alright then, I'll get straight to the point. The Game Church suffered the greatest loss in history. The losses were even greater than when they were simultaneously attacked by three New Gods' Churches.
"Draw, draw, draw! As expected, it's a bad habit. No, I'm going to quit. "
The person who said this was the useless Isabella. She had probably experienced countless setbacks. Among the group of people who had lost their family fortune, she was the fastest to recover.
"Duh, do you even have any more Divine Tributes? We're all going to quit. Instant noodles … No, at least we have enough to eat. "
Su Nanna half-knelt on the ground in frustration. She had already sunk into despair.
[… Brother, you're such a good person. You saw that the Church was in trouble, so you voluntarily donated the equipment you drew from before to help us survive this financial crisis. Yep, you're such a good person.]
"Wait, I didn't donate … Forget it, I'll donate, but can you let me down?"
A naked man was tied to the top of the God's Domain Church's spire. He looked down with an innocent expression.
You're just taking out your anger on me. You're clearly forcing me to draw.
"Shut up! So what if I'm taking out my anger on you? That's my dowry money! "
"Hang on there until we calm down."
[Brother, you should shut up. Perhaps I should make it snow in the God's Domain. No, hail would be better.]
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