Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 230: Fishing Plan for Mammon

"surprise!"

Drogo swaggered out of the Hell's Gate, looking like he had just returned from a relaxing tourist resort.

I even brought a souvenir, the Devil's Front sand table that I had asked for.

The church staff stared in amazement, finding it hard to believe that this was a dragon that had just come from hell.

"Welcome back." The bishop from Twin Towers City came forward to greet him.

"Oh? Why is it you? Shouldn't you be in the church in Twin Towers City?"

It's still very happy to meet an old acquaintance, especially one who has given you millions of gold coins.

Drogo greeted cheerfully.

"I have been promoted. Starting last week, I am in charge of the entire Hell Diocese." The Bishop of Hell introduced.

"Wow," Drogo curled his lips in surprise. "Hell, parish, I never thought those two words could be used together."

"The Goddess of Magic is fair. Any piece of land deserves to be illuminated by the glory of the Goddess."

The Bishop gave a fairly standard response, ignoring Drogo's teasing.

Then the man and the dragon came to a room and talked about this trip to hell.

Drogo only talked about networking and improving the image of demons in the eyes of other races through literary and artistic works, and did not explain what compensation he received.

The church doesn't care much about this aspect. Making money is just a personal behavior of church members. Unlike those organizations that make money under the guise of non-existent gods, they really have gods.

Gods who are above the world naturally do not care about owning valuable property in the world.

He only requires faith.

Drogo did a little creative work on how to make peace with the devil.

In the first episode, there was a mistake at the gate of hell, and Drogo fell into the devil's cave innocently;
In the second chapter, the red dragon, with all his courage, fought the devil alone;

In the third chapter, the hero is no match for the demons, and is rescued in times of danger;
……

This short storytelling is full of ups and downs and is very moving.

He personally recorded the first batch of audiobooks used as sample demonstrations by the Drogo Group.

His experiences prior to his meeting with Asmodeus are described as extremely thrilling.

We can't say that he is lying, because there is at least 80% truth in what he said, because Drogo did meet the devil before he met Asmodeus, and the devil and the devil did fight each other.

As for the remaining 92 points of lies, this is a necessary means to enhance the value of one's work.

There's no way around it. People who are good at talking earn more than those who work diligently.

Unless the job is done to an irreplaceable level.

That's not too safe, as layoffs have happened before and affected aortas.

Drogo fulfilled his part, and the other party to the transaction must also fulfill their part.

"So, the church must have already investigated the matter of Mammon and the fact that they changed the source of the magic vision machine and cast spells through the images, right?"

When asked, the bishop seemed confident, "Of course we have investigated it thoroughly. The church never breaks its word."

Drogo chuckles.

The bishop continued, “But this matter cannot be resolved in a short time.”

Drogo doesn't laugh.

"Why?" He asked in confusion. "I don't want to question the church's ability, but a heretical sect that needs believers should be a bigger problem for the church than for the Drogo Group."

Drogo said a little excitedly: "To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that I respect and support the church."

He told this completely untrue lie without any hesitation.

"I can even open a magic TV station for the Mammon religion. As long as they are willing to pay, they can spread their doctrines freely."

This part is also against his will. Drogo would never allow them to spread it casually and turn all the audience into crazy people. Who would make money from him in the future?

"Don't get excited yet." The bishop tried to comfort Drogo, who seemed to be angry.

"How can I not be excited? I took such a big risk to enter hell and was sincere to the church, but in return I was treated so perfunctorily." Drogo squeezed out two drops of dragon tears.

"Most of the facts have been clarified, but it will take time and your cooperation to catch them," the bishop explained.

"What is the part that was found out?"

The bishop first introduced the origin of Mammonism, "Their predecessor was a group called the Ascended Souls."

"Soul Ascender?"

"They are a group of people who believe that the soul should be freed from the constraints of the flesh and ascend to a higher realm. They were once very powerful, but with the help of the goddess's holy light, the church easily eliminated them."

When talking about the glory of the Goddess of Magic, any bishop in the church would puff out his chest with pride.

"But they were not completely wiped out." Drogo grasped the key point.

"Yes, there may be remnants left at that time, but now they have changed the name of the organization and started over again."

"Then can't the goddess give me some more holy light?"

"Well, His attention is focused on the countless lives that are still suffering. He has no time to care about a group of remaining remnants. It is the responsibility of believers like us to solve simple problems for the goddess."

This statement is very interesting. Drogo drew circles on the table with his claws.

Is it flawless or impossible?

This is a problem.

After being hit by the scroll, Drogo thought about this question while recovering from his injuries.

He had witnessed the power of the goddess. During the period of the war between gods, she could cast spells anywhere she wanted. She didn't even need to be there in person, she could just cast spells remotely.

In other words, if you want to chop Drogo with an eleventh-ring spell, just chop him directly. There is no need to find a warrior or use a scroll.

Why waste your energy?

In the past, Drogo had never figured out this problem.

He even suspected that the goddess had lived too long and had nothing to do, so she just teased the dragon.

First, he would provoke a low-level warrior, and when Drogo was at his most inflated and proud, he would use his hacker to kill him.

The warrior pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger, and the villain Drogo is shocked.

The face-slapping plot is accomplished.

I just never doubted that she was a goddess.

The main reason is that I dare not verify it. If it turns out to be OK, the risk will be unbearable.

Now that someone has come forward to verify it, Drogo really wants to thank these former soul raisers.

Of course, each matter is separate and distinct from the other.

Whether it was because they occupied his magic vision machine to cause trouble or because they were revengeful, Drogo decided to wait until all the remnants were killed and then burn two stacks of paper money on their graves.

Whether the world buys into this or not is another matter, just treat it as a gesture of kindness.

"What do you need my cooperation for?"

"The way they cast spells is not to cast spells directly through the screen, but to set up magic circles in major cities. The symbols and prayers on the screen are only to activate the magic circles."

"So this incident only broke out in a few big cities."

"Yes. They probably don't want to use the traditional method of activating the magic circle and get tracked."

Drogo nodded to show that he knew.

There are anti-spell circles in every major city. This is one of the important achievements of the Mage Guild. The name sounds powerful, but in fact it is not as effective as prohibiting spellcasting.

However, if someone casts a spell in the city and the spell released is a spell known to the Mage Guild, it will be detected. In case someone wants to use a spell that is too dangerous, the casting location can be found quickly even if the caster cannot be found.

This is also why mages behave more properly in the city.

"And because your magic vision system uses too many planes at the same time when transmitting video sources, it is difficult to determine where exactly they start to change the video source."

"Blame me?" Drogo defended, "That's to ensure the stability of the images broadcast on the magic vision machine. Multiple planes must be enabled at the same time." "It's understandable, but this situation does make it difficult for us to locate these heretics, unless..."

"Unless?" Drogo instinctively felt that something bad was going to happen here.

“Unless we let them do it again, we can locate them on the spot when we change the video source.” The bishop stated the plan prepared by the church.

Drogo's eyes widened. "So I have to risk turning half of the city into lunatics again. I have to pretend that nothing is wrong and continue to operate the Vision Machine."

"Almost." The bishop also looked a little embarrassed. He knew that compared with the results achieved by Drogo's journey to hell, the church's plan would indeed be difficult to satisfy the dragon.

"You guys are fishing and using me as bait?"

"You can believe in the ability of the church. If this happens again, the heretic will be found as soon as possible." The bishop raised his hand to make a promise. The raised hand meant that the oath was made under the witness of the goddess.

Drogo put away his circling claws and thought for a moment.

"If this is the only way," Drogo said, looking reluctant. "Fine. I accept it."

"Thanks for your cooperation."

"Then theoretically speaking, the sooner Mammon launches a second action, the sooner the whole thing will be over."

"Yes, the Church will ensure that they will catch these heretics next time."

"You'd better promise."

Drogo said this, but he was already planning something else in his mind.

How to enable Mammon to quickly launch the next action.

It would be best to provoke them, to anger them, to make them think that he, Drogo, was an arrogant and stupid dragon, the kind of stupid dragon who was only slightly smarter than the white dragon.

Drogo gradually came up with an idea.

"Okay, goodbye. I have to go back to the Two Towers. There is a mess waiting for me there." Drogo stood up and said goodbye.

"It is a pleasure to continue working with you." The bishop also stood up to see him off.

After all, part of the reason for his promotion was due to his familiarity with Drogo.

People become noble because of dragons.

"I'm not very happy to continue working with you. If this were a novel, it would be like the author didn't want to write a new minor character, so he dug you out again."

Drogo said sarcastically in a nasty tone.

"If that's the case, then readers don't need to remember one more person for the familiar characters."

The bishop was not angry in the face of Drogo's sarcasm.

"Ha, I didn't expect you were studying novels."

"Yes, to be precise, I also write novels," the bishop said with some pride.

"What's it about? I'll read it when I have time."

Drogo was just being polite. He had no interest in reading a novel written by an old man who had spent most of his life in the church.

"The Path to the Holy Religion is on the forum."

It’s indeed such a name, but I didn’t expect Drogo to be an online novel.

The bishop continued to introduce his novel, "It tells the story of a present-day priest who accidentally returns to the era of the war between gods, leads the development of science and technology, creates things like the magic vision machine, and then uses magic shadows to preach. He is appreciated by the goddess and eventually becomes the Pope."

"what?"

Drogo was truly shocked now, not just shocked, but also a little eager to see.

"A historical text that travels through time?"

"Oh, that's a great summary. I've never really figured out what category to put my novel into."

Drogo shook his head. This world was really outrageous. The time-travel novel was written by a bishop.

Oh, and by the way, there's also a little priest who's obsessed with torture games.

"You and Pastor Andre are truly the dragon and phoenix of the Twin Towers Church."

"What is Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick?"

"I'm praising you." Drogo disappeared in the teleportation without looking back.

When he appeared again, he had arrived at the familiar Twin Towers City.

It looks like the city is back in action, except that there are fewer pedestrians on the streets.

Most of them kept their heads down and walked quickly, as if they were afraid of encountering any danger outside.

Maybe it’s because such a serious incident just happened that people are still afraid to go out.

Ah, I forgot that there was a group of unlucky guys who were transformed into tieflings. The reputation of the tiefling race on the continent is not much better than that of the devil itself.

It is basically linked to insidiousness, cunningness, illegality and crime.

To be honest, it's a bit unfair. Because they are mixed with devil's blood, they are not welcomed by other races. Therefore, it is basically impossible for tieflings to join the legitimate industry. They can only do things that are not allowed to be seen in the light. Then the discrimination is more serious, and it is more difficult for tieflings to integrate into the society...

Drogo returns to the group's headquarters.

Employees gathered in the lobby to greet and congratulate this good boss who was willing to "take risks" to solve problems.

Drogo could see that his staff was also missing, and they were also persecuted in this incident.

Fulin gave him a loving hug, which restored some of his energy and motivated him to continue working.

"How's the city?" Drogo asked.

"Fortunately, all those who were under the spell have been cleared. The injured and those who died have been compensated. However, those who were transformed into tieflings are not willing to go out to work. Some have asked for long vacations, and some have directly resigned."

"Agreed?"

In fact, resignation does not require approval. Just submit your resignation one month in advance and leave when the time comes.

However, there is a customary process of consent, and we try to part ways amicably and avoid a falling out unless necessary.

"No, our promise is to suspend employment without pay. You can come back to work whenever you want, and those with family difficulties can apply to receive a few months' pay."

"Yes, you arranged these?"

"It's not me, it's all Aisha. She's been so busy these past few days that she's been going crazy. She's barely gotten any sleep."

Fulin never expected that she, a stupid student who couldn't learn illusion, actually had talent in this area.

"alright."

Drogo came to the office and the busy Elsa with shiny hair was also there.

"I'm sorry, but you can't take a vacation just yet."

"Why? You're back?" Elsa asked reluctantly.

"Salary increase."

"Your loyal Elsa is at your service!"

"What's playing on our magic video machine now?"

"They are just reruns of old shows. No one dares to turn on the Magic TV now."

Just like what I thought.

"In this way, we can publish information in all newspapers and websites, claiming that the problem has been solved and that the magic vision can be used. Then we can add a function to cut off all magic vision machine signals at any time and arrange for people to keep an eye on them."

Drogo thought for a moment and continued, "Also, we are preparing a special program. We need a few demons to act as the captured Mammon cultists."

"But Mammon is the devil."

"It doesn't matter. People can't tell the difference. Let's contact someone who can represent the civilians in Twin Towers City. If he is a victim of this incident, I will go to comfort him. I will film the whole process and make a program to show that we are not worried about the signal hijacking again."

Drogo is ready to go fishing.

This was an easy matter to handle, and a few hours later, Aisha brought the results.

The person chosen was named Old Mike.

(End of this chapter)