god of tomorrow

The first rule is to post an invitation in the name of Griffith Auction House, secretly inviting several churches that have previously cooperated with the auction house to participate and bid freely. The auction house will take 20% of the profits.

The second option is to follow the royal route: a certain church receives the sacred artifacts, the king gains friendly units, Gawain counts his money with his eyes closed, and everyone progresses together.

The first condition is that the auction house will only take 20% of the profits, ensuring Gawain's maximum return. The second condition is that although the royal family will not take a cut, they will sell the property at half price or give it away for political reasons, so Gawain will not receive much money.

"No need to consider it, the second option."

Gao Wen didn't hesitate at all. He believed that everyone's progress was the only real progress. They should share the good times and the bad times, and their main goal was to unite them.

Moreover, with the royal family mediating, the church will also grant Gawain's request to fill himself with golden blood.

If the first option is true, even if the church wins the bid for the seven-colored jewel, it will be very likely to turn its back on them because it was badly cheated and will be unhappy.

Earning less is acceptable; stability is the top priority.

The Seven-Colored Gemstone doesn't yield much benefit, and its life essence is limited, not enough for Gawain to unleash a powerful attack in battle. A small attack is no fun; a real man should unleash his full potential.

At first, Gawain's goal was to create a vibrant and flourishing world, concealing himself so that even Gordon, who had seemingly risen from the dead, couldn't see through his true nature.

Now, Gawain wants more. According to the magical effects of the Golden Blood, once life force accumulates to a certain level, it can circulate within the body without external introduction, becoming a consumable that can be restored or increased, just like magic power.

That's just how people are; once they get something good, they want something even better.

"Cousin, you've really broadened your horizons!"

Hill gave a thumbs up, ready to persuade Gawain, but before he could even open his mouth, Gawain had already figured it out.

"That's that."

Gao Wen looked completely at ease, saying, "It's okay if we don't make any money this time. We can make friends and pick up three or five more sacred artifacts later."

"..." x2

"I'm also an archaeology graduate, how come I've never picked up any... If I had listened to my mentor's advice and become an underground worker, would I be a billionaire by now?" The manager muttered to himself, lost in memories, wondering if he had chosen the wrong profession.

"Seriously? You really believe that?"

Hill loudly complained, unable to stand Gawain's pretentious face. Some people started to act like flies collecting honey while chatting—either pretending to be bees or pretending to be bees!

He retorted, "Look at you, so confident! I call you cousin and you're already acting all high and mighty! If you can pick them up again, let alone three or five, even half a pile, I'll do a handstand and poop at the school gate after class without saying a word."

"You said it yourself."

"I said it."

"Draw up a written agreement!"

"Stand up then!"

Two minutes later, with the manager's help—who seemed to enjoy the drama—three copies of the agreement were made, with all three parties signing and affixing their fingerprints, and the lending bank keeping one copy as a notary.

Gao Wen put the document into his system inventory. He hadn't wanted to pick it up before, but now he had no choice!

Chapter 82 Handsome, upright, charming, honest, and trustworthy

5 month 23 day.

Night, intercity expressway.

Gawain crouched motionless in the grass, dressed in a well-tailored black suit, waiting for the criminal gang to appear so he could have a chance to complete a mission—no, to carry out justice.

These past few days, Gao Wen has spent most of his time meditating in his dormitory, except for his usual time in the teaching building and library.

Instead of going to the stadium to play the role of a major victim, I took advantage of the rising period of potential development to invite the four elements to fill the empty container.

Golden Blood is a great spell. It has continued Gawain's rapid rise, causing his basic attributes, which could only be increased by adding points recently, to once again enter a period of explosive growth.

Speed: 376 (S+)

Strength: 343 (S+)

Endurance: 346 (S+)

Charm: 131 (S)

Magic Power: 669 (S+)

It's absolutely true that you can only be happy when you're paid.

Unfortunately, Gawain's salary has been used up, and he cannot use it as he pleases for a while. He is now waiting for the income from the Seven-Colored Gem to make his salary come true again.

Regarding the Seven-Colored Diamond, Hill replied that it is currently in His Majesty's possession. Instead of going through the auction, they will contact the church directly, and there will be further updates in early June.

After the adventurer Gauss's quest ended, Gawain obtained two investigation documents: one for Gordon, the branch president of the Necromancer's Guild, and the other for the Church of Eternal Flame.

There's not much to say about Gordon. He led a uneventful life, never erupting in silence, and died without anyone caring. According to intelligence, Gordon is still alive, having taken leave to return to his hometown to recuperate.

This intelligence report may seem long, but if you distill it down, the useful information is just a few words: The bishop who followed the Church of Eternal Flame in his early years was one of the reformers in the church, but he was not given important positions.

By the way, the Necromancer Guild's branch in the University City has reopened, and the new branch president is still an old man with a white beard. The Necromancer Guild has a hard time attracting new blood and is relying entirely on a bunch of old bones to keep it going.

The new branch president is appointed by headquarters and is not a member of the church, at least not publicly.

The Church of Eternal Flame has a wealth of information. It has been established for eighty years. When it first opened, it only had a dozen or so people and seven or eight guns. It was more like a funeral company than a church.

Under the leadership of the fifth manager, the current Bishop Seymour, Eternal Flame has grown stronger and successfully listed on the Lily of the Valley, officially entering the circle of the Church.

At 80, a time for adventure, the vibrant new church has overcome a series of setbacks, gained a firm foothold, and embarked on a new journey of steady expansion.

The intelligence report devotes most of its space to describing Bishop Seymour. Without him, there would be no Eternal Flame today. He is described as humble and kind, fond of making friends, and adept at interpersonal relationships. He enjoys the collective support of the congregation and has a good reputation among the public.

If it maintains its current momentum and develops for another hundred years or so, the Eternal Flame has a very good chance of becoming a major church with its own pope.

Only large churches, like those representing twilight, dawn, eternal day, and eternal night, have popes and high priests; smaller churches only have bishops. It could be said that every bishop dreams of becoming pope.

boom!

At 8:30, the conflict occurred precisely on time. Gao Wen sensed the presence of the mission and turned to approach.

Three tasks in one night yielded 15 experience points, 6000 gold coins, and 30 free attribute points.

It wasn't a small amount, but it was definitely not much. Compared to the five missions in one night when he met Dawn, this gain was incomparable.

It's not that Gawain didn't work hard, but the system was too incompetent, unable to connect to global big data, requiring Gawain to judge for himself whether the target was good or bad, and who needed to be subject to justice.

With Dawn's example still fresh in his mind, Gawain didn't want to become the kind of bad guy who couldn't distinguish right from wrong, spouted moral justice but only cared about the mission and even killed good people.

"This won't do, it's too inefficient. If only we had a magic to determine good from bad, like the Eye of Judgment or something..."

On the way back to the university town, Gao Wen was muttering to himself when a golden light swept over him from behind.

With thick eyebrows, big eyes, and an upright demeanor, who else could it be but Dawn...?

Oh, it's the adventurer Ross!

"Gauss, we meet again."

Upon seeing Gawain, Dawn's composed face broke into a slight smile, and when he saw that Gawain had given up the perverted bodysuit, his smile widened.

It should have been changed a long time ago; that outfit is infuriating to look at.

Thinking of something, he immediately hung his head dejectedly: "I'm sorry, the deal with the sugar daddy didn't go through, it was ruined by the sugar daddy's sister."

Dawn didn't mention Lily's name directly, nor did he mention Hervy's name. Although he thought highly of Gawain, Lily was, after all, the lord he had signed a contract to serve. Before everything was settled, mentioning Lily and Hervy's names would be no different from betraying his lord.

“I’m curious to hear more about this,” Gao Wen said, sensing an opportunity for amusement.

"I didn't get to see the patron; his sister stopped me. She refused..."

As Dawn narrated, Gawain, who had a built-in translator, had the AI ​​assistant create a model and watch the live stream.

Hervy signed Gawain's employment contract and arrogantly approached Dawn. The deed was done; she was already pregnant. She told Dawn to give up on him and never mention Gauss to Lily again.

Hervy really said that. Dawn expressed his original meaning in a tactful way, saying regretfully, "I know it's immoral to talk badly about people behind their backs, but I've investigated the sugar daddy's sister's boyfriend. He frequents nightclubs... It's such a pity that you've been outdone by him."

"Have you met the sugar daddy's sister's boyfriend?"

No, not at all.

"Where are the photos?"

"This behavior is immoral."

Dawn shook his head repeatedly. Herwie's boyfriend's name was Gawain, which was known to the news agency. It involved personal privacy, so he did not investigate further and did not intend to tell 'Gawain' the name.

"That settles it then. You've never even met him, so what makes you think I'm better than him?"

Gao Wen, with an upright expression, pointed with his finger: "Just because someone goes to a nightclub doesn't mean they're morally corrupt. Maybe they're a handsome, clean-living... charming, upright, and honest person. What I've said doesn't even begin to describe them."

Gao Wen spoke for five minutes straight, still wanting more, and smacked his lips, wanting to continue praising.

"..."

No, I'm speaking up for you!

Dawn was ready to fight to the death when Gawain had already surrendered, which completely demoralized him, leaving him speechless.

"Anyway, you have no right to speak without meeting her. Why don't you meet your sugar daddy's sister's boyfriend sometime? Hey, maybe you'll change your mind!" Gao Wen said cheerfully.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Dawn said seriously, "The fact that you can praise your competitor so perfectly in front of me shows that your moral character is unmatched. Can he do that?"

"Yes, I believe in him. He can blow Gauss's name out of proportion in every way imaginable!" Gawain was certain and even dared to put it in writing.

“Gauss, not everyone is like you…”

"How about we make a bet?"

Gao Wen raised an eyebrow, expanding the prize pool for the fun: "Here's a plan: another day you invite your sugar daddy's sister out, have her bring her boyfriend, and I'll be there too. We can compare them then. I guarantee that the moment you see him, you'll be completely captivated by his personal charm and accept him as your sugar daddy's knight!"

“This bet is so unfair to you.” Dawn closed his eyes and shook his head.

"100 million, a little gambling is harmless fun."

"That won't do either. Injustice is injustice!"

Hey, why are you being so stubborn? Can't you see I'm trying to trick you into paying tuition?

Gao Wen clenched his fist and coughed twice: "On the surface, it seems unfair, but think about it, after I meet that guy, the difference in our abilities will be obvious. Maybe the sugar daddy's sister will switch her attention and choose me instead?"

"She's not that kind of person."

Dawn first affirmed Herweh's character, and then affirmed Herweh's punching power: "If someone is better than her boyfriend, she will only beat that person to his knees and make him lose face."

Yes, that's very Hervey.