The victory of a religion in another world is so easy?

Ellie and the White King have a better way of communicating, but they still only use magic carrier pigeons, and it still takes time to deliver messages.

Moreover, Rand wasn't ready yet; the hideout was busy arranging for people to rush to build houses and construct taverns.

If the White King is truly willing to personally help with promotion, as Ellie suggested, then the number of adventurers visiting the area might be much higher than originally expected.

To avoid missing out on potential profits, Rand plans to personally supervise the construction upon returning home.

As for Ellie's problem, Rand wasn't worried. With a clear target instead of just a name, and knowing where it came from, the problem of the potion would be easily solved.

Rand knew that there was a hidden hideout of the Cult of the God of Struggle in Crescent Territory. He learned of this from the Mother Goddess when he submitted the Crimson Orb to her and successfully made Blessing 2 permanent.

However, because eliminating the baron was a higher priority, he kept putting it off.

Now is the perfect time to begin preparations for launching the plan to destroy the heretics!

He simply doesn't know the exact location of this hidden stronghold of the God of Struggle. They seem to never eat or trade, remaining holed up in their hideout, leaving absolutely no trace.

But it's okay!

At this point, all you need to do is ask the all-powerful Ryza for help.

"You need my help to find the Cult of the God of Struggle's hideout, right?" Lysa blinked, then said playfully, "That's quite a difficult task!"

Rand rolled his eyes, knowing that this girl was up to her old tricks again.

But there was no other way; I needed their help now, so I had to swallow my pride and say, "I'm willing to do anything, please help me!"

Lysa blinked again. Although she felt that Rand's words didn't mean what they said literally, seeing how sensible he was, she didn't say anything more and prepared to go back and rest before setting off.

She hadn't had enough of being a chair yet, but she was more curious to know if Rand had any new sadistic ideas.

"So do you have any new ideas?" Lysa asked.

This is as terrifying as a wife adding goji berries to a cup after marriage, but Rand is not afraid at this moment!

How could a modern person with rich theoretical experience possibly lose to someone who plays games in terms of gameplay!

Absolutely impossible!

Chapter 36 The Great Bath

Because Lysa went to scout the location of the Cult of the God of Struggle's hideout, the Cult of the Goddess of Abundance's hideout seemed rather deserted.

However, Rand was able to relax a bit, taking a walk around the hideout.

It would normally take a considerable amount of energy to be constantly on guard against new ideas that Ryza might come up with.

As for the increasing number of dens...

Hmm... I've already pushed it all onto Ellie and Olena.

If we were to describe them using terms from their past lives, these two would be two perfect Palu.

They're willing to work even without pay or holidays; they're practically chosen workers.

Ellie wasn't too bothered by Rand's exploitation. Although Rand didn't say anything, someone who could develop a small hideout of only a dozen people into such a place couldn't possibly be slacking off. She just wondered what this man with such a complex mind was thinking.

She learned about the initial situation from the followers, how a cult had grown from a den of a dozen people to now controlling an entire baronial territory, something no ordinary person could have accomplished.

Olena's thoughts were similar to Ellie's. Although she still felt somewhat embarrassed every time she saw Rand because of the previous video incident, her admiration for Rand had not diminished in the slightest, which was why she was willing to follow Rand's arrangements.

She believed that she would benefit greatly from studying under Rand for a period of time.

Such learning opportunities were unavailable even in the White Kingdom; the ministers and generals had never truly managed the development of the entire territory from such minute details.

Like Ellie, Olena was very curious about Rand's grand ambitions.

As for Rand, he thought Olena and Ellie were really beautiful, with fair skin and bright eyes.

To paraphrase Rand's words from his previous life, "What a magnificent and extraordinary appearance, uniquely outstanding among all others."

When people relax, their thoughts tend to wander to strange places. For example, if Rand knew that Ellie and Olena were both speculating that he was a man of great talent and ambition, he might feel awkward for a moment.

But it won't be long before Lysa has toughened him up.

However, it wouldn't be fair to say that Rand wasn't doing anything productive; at that moment, he was overseeing the construction of the resort attached to the hideout.

The resort is divided into four levels: Level 1 is thatched cottages, Level 2 is wooden houses, Level 3 is brick houses, and the highest level is special grade houses.

This is intended for adventurers of different spending levels. As we all know, there are always some noble children of high blood and status who like to become adventurers, such as the protagonist group that Ellie was originally supposed to form.

These pseudo-adventurers, with their extremely high spending power, don't need to rely on risky ventures to make money, and therefore don't need to be frugal. They are often generous and picky, making them easy prey.

However, Rand didn't know much about the needs of these kinds of adventurers, so he planned to ask Ellie and Olenna.

Thinking about it, I arrived at the sacrificial chamber. The sacrificial chamber has now been expanded to include a dedicated office area, but it is still connected to the place where Rand lives.

When Rand came in, Ellie and Olena only glanced up at him. Recently, due to the progress of Rand's project, there were more and more things to deal with. Although most of them were quite repetitive and trivial, problems would still arise if they were not dealt with.

"Ahem." Rand coughed lightly twice to get the two beauties' attention, and then asked, "Do you have any needs in your lives right now, or anything you particularly want?"

Ellie looked at Rand warily. In her eyes, Rand's integrity was far too low. His sudden words made her wonder if this divine messenger had ulterior motives.

"What do you want to say?" Ellie asked tentatively.

Rand didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "My project is to provide accommodation for adventurers in the vicinity, right? I'm thinking about what kind of infrastructure adventurers like you need most."

The implication is that they want to exploit people.

Ellie breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed Rand wasn't thinking anything strange. She turned her head and exchanged a glance with Olena, then said, "The bath!"

Land suddenly understood.

In this world, he recommended that his followers bathe every twenty days, a time interval that was difficult for Ellie and Olena, who had been pampered for years, to accept.

Anyway, Rand sometimes got close to Ellie and Olenna and never smelled any odor, so they obviously took frequent baths.

However, as everyone knows, it is very dangerous for a beautiful girl to bathe in the wild. In addition to the threat of wild animals and even goblins, there are also some male humans with ulterior motives.

Therefore, the demand for a safe and comfortable bath is very high.

Seeing that Rand was deep in thought, Ellie and Olena, fearing that Rand might give up due to cost pressures, continued, "If you are willing to build the bathhouse, we can provide funding."

Rand suddenly laughed, leaving Ellie and Olena somewhat confused.

Rand recalled the first time he met Tanl, the wealthy paladin who had funded the hideout and saved it from bankruptcy. Now, someone else was again contributing to the hideout's construction.

Although I originally wanted to build a bathhouse, I figured I might as well take the free money.

Rand blinked, but he wasn't planning on ripping people off. He said, "If you're really willing to fund it, we can share some of the profits after it's built."

As for the percentage, it depends on the amount of their investment.

Ellie blinked and glanced at Olena, who then took a small bag of coins from her handbag and handed it to Rand. Upon opening it, Rand realized that poverty had limited his imagination.

In an era when a pound of ordinary black bread cost 4 copper coins, gold coins were a rather extravagant denomination. Ellie's little handbag contained very few gold coins; the vast majority of her items were gemstones.

Although Rand knew nothing about appraising treasures or the quality of gemstones, these gemstones were clearly priceless and fully qualified to be set in the crown of a certain king.

gudu~

Rand swallowed hard and chuckled awkwardly, "No need for so much, this is far too much."

Olena blinked her beautiful eyes with long, slender eyebrows and said, "I know, we won't take the initiative."

This darn feeling of thoughtfulness.

Finally, Rand and Ellie signed a contract priced at one gem of unknown value. Ellie would then share 15% of the Great Bath's net profit. To be honest, Rand was quite nervous when he signed the contract.

He always felt that he had gotten a great deal from this contract, and the price of the gemstone seemed to be beyond his imagination, but he dared not ask, for fear of exposing his poor imagination.

However, Ellie and Olena didn't care; this amount of money was nothing to them.

Two copies of the contract were carefully written, and both parties checked them and kept one copy each. In this era, such a contract is not very effective without a notary.

The reason for making it so formal was entirely Rand's idea. He believed that the profits from the bathhouse would be returned to Ellie and Olenna, and Rand didn't want to take too much advantage of his allies in the early stages of its establishment.

After leaving the sacrificial chamber, Rand made up his mind.

So the first and foremost thing is to build a large bathhouse.

I never expected that the first major construction project at this hideout would be a spectacle. I hope it doesn't "mislead the country."

In addition to architecture, education at the outpost is also imperative, and Rand must find a way to come up with a basic teaching material.

He deeply abhorred the current situation of lacking talent and having no one available.

Chapter 37 The Abundant Mercenary Group and the Torch Church

Earl Black Brown was a robust middle-aged man. Due to his frequent participation in tournaments and hunting, even though he was nearly fifty, he had not become fat or shrunken. From a distance, he looked like a strong lion.

The Black Brown Family, originally from the South, had members with black hair and black eyes like Rand. Later, they joined the Northern Alliance and became counts in the Frostmoon Kingdom.

A family like the Earl already has considerable size and is at least qualified to take sides.

But Earl Black Brown had no intention of taking sides.

Choosing the wrong side could mean the destruction of one's ancestors' legacy, while choosing the right side might only bring minor benefits, such as a chance to acquire new territory.

But the new king won't allow a nobleman's territory to be contiguous; he'll probably end up with some unknown enclave.

It may seem like the territory is expanding, but it will probably split up in a few years and become two families. The strength of the Black Brown family may not necessarily increase.

In any case, Earl Black Brown had no intention of getting involved in the struggle between the second and third princes.

However, the problem was that his wife, the Countess of Black Brown, and the second prince's wife were half-sisters.

He never expected his father-in-law to be so fertile, having a daughter at such an advanced age, who then married the second prince.

Now that he is the brother-in-law of the second prince, he has naturally taken sides in the eyes of the nobles in the country, and Count Black Brown is well aware of this.

Therefore, even though he was unwilling, he had already begun to initiate a plan to help the second prince in his bid for the throne.

The throne of the Frostmoon Kingdom has always been inherited by the eldest son. Logically, after the death of the eldest son, the second prince should be the first in line. However, the third prince's mother was a second wife, and the queen's father was the most powerful duke in the country.

Therefore, the country was naturally divided into two factions: one faction supported the succession and wanted the second prince to succeed to the throne, while the other faction believed that the situation was turbulent and that the third prince should succeed to the throne in order to better maintain domestic stability and resist foreign enemies.

As for the two princes themselves, the second prince was gentle and refined, always appearing at noble banquets, while the third prince was a staunch warrior, with a muscular physique as robust as the Black-Brown Earl.

The two factions are now evenly matched, and the atmosphere is tense.

However, so far, no one thought that the illegitimate fourth prince would become the final winner, nor did anyone think that a civil war would actually break out. At most, they are just showing off their strength and exchanging words in the capital.

Earl Blackbrown is a staunch advocate of force, believing that nobles should possess strength and use force to gain a voice. This may be similar to the Third Prince's ideas, but Earl Blackbrown has no way to change his allegiance.