"… I didn't expect it to be so easy."
"It's always like this when an era is in pain. There are loopholes and opportunities everywhere. As long as you have the right timing, the right method, and luck, it's not difficult to get rich overnight."
Rorschach shook his head as he said something that even he himself didn't believe. He knew that half of his success was due to luck, and the other half wasn't due to his own efforts.
Currently, the young man was lying on a high-class sofa in Vila Nova Dônia's headquarters. He had been lying there for two days without moving. He didn't even want to open his eyes, making one wonder if he was hibernating. The only thing that moved was his mouth.
Don't misunderstand. He wasn't injured, nor was he overly tired.
On the contrary, since his divine power was still flowing through his physical body, his evolution on the biological level had reached a new peak. His physical and mental state was probably excellent.
However …
"… Ah, I'm not motivated at all. I'm here for that idiot. Finally, she's settled. I should retire like an old father who's gotten his daughter married. Let me have a good rest …"
"Three days?"
"Three years!"
Isabella patted the motionless Rorschach in annoyance. He didn't move. She pushed him twice, but he still didn't move. She stood up and stepped on him, but he still didn't move … She knew that there was no other way.
"You can't do this. You have such a huge business here. Do you know how many people come looking for you every day? Lori is in a deep sleep and can't respond to non-mechanical prayers. You're pushing all the work to me. You …"
Rorschach was still lying there. He had no intention of moving at all. He really wouldn't move even if he was beaten to death.
In fact, Rorschach didn't move even after Isabella angrily slammed the door and left to work overtime.
Indeed, he wasn't tired physically or mentally, but Rorschach just didn't want to move. It was probably because he had been forcing himself to complete his goal. After he finally accomplished his goal, he lost all motivation.
Isabella wasn't exaggerating. The Church of Reincarnation had become the focus of the world after making such a big news. At the same time, they were the first new God to step into the level of Main God, which attracted countless probing, requests for help, and threats.
Yes, that's right, it was a threat. It was unknown what some of the New Gods were thinking, but they directly sent out threats such as "My father/mother/elder is some big shot from some Aishi Pantheon. If you follow me, what will happen if you don't give me anything?"
Some of the words used were quite tactful. Ninety percent of the letters were polite, but at the end, there was a tactful threat. Some of the letters were direct orders, which made people explode in anger.
As the second generation of a god, Rorschach could not understand what these people were thinking. They were probably used to having a smooth journey and had not figured out the fact that they were in the Gladiator Arena.
"Tsk. Once Lori wakes up, she'll have one of the Four Pillar Gods and the Hell Faction backing her up. She won't need any Aishi Pantheon's God Kings. Instead of sending out a letter of goodwill, they're risking their lives to offend a big shot like this. These people are either too stupid, or they're doing too poorly at home. They can't even get any real information. They probably think that Lori just got lucky and found a treasure. "
Rorschach still didn't want to work as he commented on these foolish Aishi Pantheon.
Actually, things were developing as expected. Although the people who said "this is a sure thing" all exploded in the end, Rorschach really did think that "this is a sure thing" after Lori successfully transferred her Divine Concept.
"Ah, Lori probably won't suddenly die. As her older brother, my mission should be over for now. It's time to do something. "
Therefore, as he thought about the future, his thoughts drifted to the couch, to the snacks and drinks, to the point that there was nothing new to watch after binge-watching dramas, to the point that games were no longer fun, and to the point that Rorschach didn't move at all. He completely gave up on treatment.
This was probably his first vacation since he arrived in Ansorenne … no, since Aishi. A vacation where he could truly relax.
After all, as long as nothing happened to Lori, even if Vila Nova Dônia fell, the Halet Federation collapsed, or the Church of Reincarnation was in chaos, it would not be a problem … Er, probably not a big problem. At least, that was what Rorschach thought.
"Rorschach, Rorschach, bad news. There's a rebellion in Cape Town!"
"Rorschach, Rorschach, bad news. Ryan, Wheelard, and the other six cities have announced that they are withdrawing from the Halet Federation. They want independence."
Poking his head out from the couch, Rorschach was dumbfounded. Was he really going to have the Jinx Talent? Or was it the backlash of quitting his Divine Concept? His Luck had dropped to E.
Bad news came one after another. All he heard the whole day was …
"Rorschach, Rorschach, bad news …"
"What? What is it now? Could it be the Evil God? "
"Evil God? Er. No, someone said that there's going to be a war. The supermarkets are rushing to buy toilet paper. Should we hurry up and stock up? "
What? What's this? Is there a logical connection between a war and toilet paper? It's not like there's a plague and you need to stock up on toilet paper … Er, something doesn't seem right. Forget it, some things can't be pursued.
Even if Rorschach wanted to stay put until spring next year, since he had returned to his hometown in Ansorenne, everything would be pursued here. The people of the Church would naturally throw these troublesome matters to him to make decisions.
The youth who was forcing himself to be lazy looked at the table beside him. All kinds of documents went from a small pile to a large pile, and then a small pile to a small mountain. In the end, the entire table collapsed and became a garbage mountain that covered half the room.
"… I shouldn't have come back. Didn't you guys handle it well when I wasn't here? "
"But you're here now. According to the Church's internal hierarchy, they're here to look for you to make decisions. "
"… You can just look for me for important decisions like war. Why would you look for me to build more neutral toilets and toilet paper in the headquarters? "
"Isn't this going through the procedures? You can just write 'approval' when you're complaining."
"… You'll probably need to write a few thousand approvals."
Looking at the increasing pile of documents, Rorschach suspected that his habit of skipping work might have offended someone, and these people were collectively blaming him.
After repeatedly confirming that no one at the bureaucratic level resented him, they were just following the administrative procedures to let him look through, save, and make decisions.
Usually? Since he wasn't here, they would naturally skip it. Since he was in the headquarters, he didn't want to deal with it? He didn't want to.
"Isn't this the application for the Griffin Goodwill Association with Griffin? This Goodwill Association ended a long time ago, it seems like it's been a few years. "
"Yeah, the documents you didn't deal with back then are all here. Now that you're back, of course you have to look through them."
He even saw things that had been dealt with three years ago, and he still had to make decisions himself. What was the point of dealing with them?
As for the toilet construction decisions, he finally understood. Humans were indeed creatures that were good at passing the buck. As long as there was still a superior, they would naturally throw all the decisions and decisions to him.
Soon, he knew that he wouldn't be able to hide for much longer, but he didn't want to go out. After all, there were more "troublesome things" out there.
Now that he heard that there were people rebelling and people demanding independence, he was instead energized. There was finally something to do.
"So the Evil Gods' claws have been lured here? They want to create an opening here and attack the main battlefield from both sides. "
What he expected finally happened. Thinking about the powerful enemies of the Evil Gods, even if he didn't want to work, Rorschach subconsciously focused.
But soon, the news came back, and it went in the opposite direction from what he expected.
"… These Aishi People. Oh, no, the Aishi Gods, I really don't know what they're thinking. "
But obviously, the situation was developing in the opposite direction from what he expected. The enemy wasn't in front of him, but behind him. These "teammates" had just rushed onto the battlefield when they viciously stabbed their own people in the back.
"Business infiltration, religious expansion, direct bribery, mixed-blood compradors, betrayal by agreement. Such a familiar pattern. If they had such spirit and schemes, they could have gone and looked for those Evil Gods. As long as they had battle achievements, they would have obtained everything. Why did they have to stab their own people in the back? Is it really okay to sacrifice oneself to help the enemy? "
Rorschach complained. Even he himself wouldn't take his words seriously.
Everyone knew that such reasoning was just for show, but when it was actually used on him, he would most likely become "picking on the weak" or "I can donate ten million, but I don't have the money. I can't donate a bowl of beef, because I really do have a cow."
In the current situation, for many Aishi people, rather than fighting to the death on the battlefield, it would be better to use what they were good at and dig something out of their own people's territory.
Rather than constantly fighting for territory on the frontlines, a stable territory in the backlines would naturally be more suitable as a main base. As for those of their own race and other races that were being poached … it would be their honor if they were interested in them, so why didn't they hand over their territory?
This included but wasn't limited to humans, gray dwarves, beastmen, elves … Er, to put it bluntly, there were people from every race doing this. The era of information explosion and benefits came first. While it brought about various civilizations and conveniences, it also seemed to lower the moral bottom line of all the races.
Now, it could be said that all the races were the same — as long as there were enough benefits and goals, such as 20% or more of net profits every year, the bottom line would be as low as nothing.
As the two worlds became closer, it actually made it easier for some old Gods to start harvesting the leeks of the new Gods. From Rorschach's information, he saw that a few decent leeks changed their banners overnight.
At this time, it would be useless even if I went to the main headquarters of the allied Gods in Eich. That was because most of the neutral Main Gods were focused on the main battlefield. As for the Main Gods who were responsible for protecting their countries and species … er, perhaps it would be their children or nephews who would come to steal my territory.
Now, all the major Gods were busy setting up a trap in the Ansorenne. Even if you were lucky enough to find a Main God who could uphold justice to help you, he probably wouldn't be able to defeat the Main Gods of the other races. What was the point of "verbal condemnation"? In the end, it would only make you seem naive, and your descendants would curse your corpse and old home, saying that you were such an idiot.
The previous civilized attitude, the harmonious state where human rights, peace, and freedom merged together, instantly lost all its light and warmth when faced with a conflict of interests related to survival. It returned to a life and death struggle for benefits.
"So, this world has never changed."
Some things were known in the past, and you really didn't know how low their bottom line was until one day.
"Heh heh, the emergency terms of the Seed Agreement have been fulfilled. What was originally an investment turned into a life threatening noose. These God capitalists are truly vicious. "
While sighing, Rorschach was also secretly rejoicing. He had done the right thing by obtaining the combat strength of a Main God in advance. His insistence on becoming independent had been rewarded, as many "Holy Sons" and "Faction Seeds" had been "fulfilled."
Perhaps their territories would be much stronger than before. Not only would they be fine, they would even receive more resources. However, it would be difficult to say who would have the final say in their territories. It wouldn't be a good feeling to be someone else's Follower God.
What happened in the Harlet Wastelands kept happening in all the major populated areas of this world. Compared to other regions, this place was considered the mildest. Only a few cities declared independence, and a few major regions rebelled.
Was this already very impressive? Ha, compared to other regions that directly changed sides, and the God Kings of their Gods changed, this really wasn't much.
The reason? Apart from the fact that the newly born Church of Reincarnation and other Gods were rather frightening, and that many hidden factions were still under observation, it was even more that the history of this place was too short. The major factions' influence over this place was limited, and their ability to mobilize was even more limited.
However, it was also at this time that the Federation had to be especially careful in dealing with this.
"Showing mercy to the rebels won't bring about gratitude. Instead, it will show that you're weak and powerless. Let the spokesperson and the Federation Congress make a statement. This is what I mean. "
Other things didn't matter. These things should indeed be decided by Rorschach himself.
Rebellion? Rebellion? Actually, this wasn't a problem at all. Harlet had been in operation for so long, and had made various preparations. Just the standing military force alone was more than two hundred thousand. It was fine as long as there wasn't any chaos. As for the powerful combat strength that Aishi had sent over, Rorschach dared to slay any one of them who had the combat strength of a Quasi Main God. Even if a Main God took the risk and rushed over, Rorschach also had a way to kill him. Even if something happened, he could just argue with the Gods' Parliament. Who was afraid of who?
"Since a fierce dragon wants to cross the river, if I don't show my power, I'll just wait to be boiled into soup."
After making up his mind, it was actually easier to deal with this.
Rorschach, who had started to work on his desk again, suddenly came to his senses. He glanced at the dark sky outside the house, and could only sigh helplessly. He lamented his "life of hard work".
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