"Lord, what does this mean? Why is there a second **** in the city of hot springs!"

Less than five minutes after the players sent the message, the bishop of the **** of health appeared in the lord's mansion and asked loudly.

"You are a little uncomfortable, Master Bishop, would you like to have a cup of slime tea to calm down?" The lord took a sip of the foam in the cup.

Slime tea is expensive. It requires the slime to consume certain foods to produce it, and the processing method is quite harsh.

However, this tea is mixed with the fragrance of a variety of fruits, and after taking it, it will leave a faint fragrance in the mouth. Some ladies will also contain a little when participating in important dances, making them the brightest stars on the stage.

Seeing that the always poor lord actually started to pursue luxury goods, the bishop thought of the report of a certain high priest between him, so he sneered.

"I see, you have been bought."

"Don't say it so bad." The lord took a sip of hot tea, "I know that my ancestors sold the city of hot springs all over, and even with his children and grandchildren I have to pay off their debts for their recklessness at the time. But they have some things. If it’s not sold, it’s the right to believe. I’ve turned over the original contract. It seems that the residents here believe in freedom, don’t they?"

"Is your soul only worth this money?"

"It's better than bad in your hands."

The bishop stared at the lord indifferently, his aggressive gaze should have made the lord shiver, but now, the other party looked unusually calm.

Putting down the teacup, the lord said softly, "I really like what the group of slimes said, whoever has cheap indulgences can have more believers. The indulgences of the **** of health are too expensive, and now there are cheap indulgences. Way to buy, why not buy some?"

"Don't forget why you invited the God of Health in the first place!"

"We did it to live better, not worse."

"You are blasphemy!"

"Previously declare that I do not believe in the **** of health, I am an unbeliever. Your **** does not give us any rights, then we do not have to do anything to you."

"Serving the gods is the duty of every human being!"

"Who said this sentence?"

The bishop was speechless for a while.

This is an unwritten unspoken rule that has never been exposed.

Now, the lord laid out this rule directly, letting the bishop understand that the other party must have been guided by a master and dug a pile of holes waiting for him to jump.

And there must be a series of pits below the pit, and after jumping in, it will only fall all the way, and eventually it will even extend to the rationality of the existence of the gods.

In this case, shutting up is the only correct answer.

Looking at the lord coldly, the bishop said coldly: "I understand, this is a war, right?"

"You finally reacted."

"Then, we will also respond by war. The road is yours, Lord Lord, I hope you don't regret it."

"Thank you, the door is over there, please close the door from the outside."

Watching the bishop leave, the lord let out a long sigh, and then found that his back was wet, and there was a urge to urinate in his bladder.

This was the first time he rammed the bishop head-on, and also the first time in their family.

However, apart from fear, he felt a subtle hint of pleasure.

"Profanity is becoming such an interesting thing."

Picking up the tea cup, the lord continued to enjoy it.

When the lord and the bishop confronted each other, the text in front of everyone was still scrolling.

"Opening bargain, as long as you shout "Praise the Unknown God", you can get a seven-day buffet. There is no limit to the amount. The drink is fine wine, avocado, bacon, braised prawns, garlic, pork ribs, and fruit wood steak."

"The first 100 guests will receive a blessing of holy water, the effect is the same as the weakened version of the panacea, first come first served."

"Extremely devout people will get the opportunity to work in the temple and be baptized as priests for free, and further study related creeds. The monthly salary is favorable. Those who are outstanding will be exceptionally promoted to be bishops and get the qualifications to go to other cities to preach."

"At the same time, lucky prizes will be randomly drawn every day. The third prize is 10 gold coins and the number is 100 people; the second prize is free to build a house, and the number is 50 people; the first prize is a wild farm with 10 people."

"What are you waiting for, come to the temple of the nameless **** and enjoy it."

While the hypnotist played these advertisements in a loop, he complained: "Who wrote this stuff? Why doesn't it have any style?"

"Otherwise, if you write too deeply, they can't understand it." The boss stopped changing and looked ahead, "Strange, why didn't anyone come? Is the prize not rich enough?"

"It should be too weird. It's probably the first time they have seen such a wonderful way of preaching."

"It shouldn't be. It stands to reason that the buffet alone can make them swarm. There are not many chances of being able to eat a full meal. Boss Duran, send your hand to see why?"

"receive."

A ranger was deliberately found to investigate the situation, and this capable ranger quickly fed back the information.

"The paladins, who are the **** of health, are guarding nearby. They don't allow others to come over. Anyone who violates the order will be put to death."

"Do they have this power!"

"Power is a manifestation of violence. The opponent has a big fist, of course it can be so high. And if we rush to fight, our soldiers will not be enough. The opponent has not directly cut it up. It is considered as a face." The hypnotist said helplessly.

The boss stopped thinking about it, and then called Wolongfengchi.

"Do you two have any bad ideas about raw melon eggs?"

"What bad idea? We will only produce genius ideas!" Wolong shouted dissatisfied.

"That's it." Feng Chu also agreed immediately.

"Hurry up and think, now I am your master, and I don't want to find a way for you to know the consequences."

Pointing to the side, the few little ghosts who came here with the boss did not change, showed wretched smiles, and licked their lips with their tongues.

Wolong and Fengcu shivered, and then said, "Or, let's broadcast it."

"Yes~lightnovelpub.net~live! Let them see our cute appearance, maybe they will all come over!"

"Yes, yes, we are so cute, they will definitely fall in love with us, and then swarm over. At that time, the two of us can debut as idols! Oh, you have to quickly think of a stage name and practice autographing, otherwise What should I do if the signature is not good at that time."

"Don't worry, my scribble is super beautiful."

Looking at Wolong and Fengchi who were off topic while talking, the boss stopped changing and sighed, feeling that these two goods are really weird.

But live streaming is a good idea.

In reality, the effect of live streaming is good, and live broadcasts in the game after 75 years are also very marketable.

Or, try it with the power of a hypnotist here?

Thinking of this, the boss probably had an idea.

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