Becoming an Emperor Starting from the World of The Wandering Earth

Host: Murphy

Current Faith Points: 563

Current redemption level: 1

Next to this string of numbers is a small window with seven rows of colors: white, green, yellow, red, purple, gold, and rainbow.

However, only the bottom white row is currently lit up.

Murphy's mind stirred slightly, and his gaze fell on the light screen.

What comes into view is:

Premium Rice (5 tons): 100 Faith Points

Fresh pork (1 ton): 100 Faith Points

White Treasure Chest: 1000 Faith Points

Talent Recruitment Order (1 person): 1000 Faith Points

Basic Cohesion Enhancement (5 people): 2000 Faith Points

Lie Detector (30 minutes): 2000 Faith Points

Marauder Drone: 4000 Faith Points

Type I Exoskeleton Technology Package: 7000 Faith Points

Mind Suggestion: 9000 Faith Points

Skynet Basic Source Code: 10000 Faith Points

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Locked: 10 Faith Points

Refresh: 100 Faith Points

Upgrade: 10000 Faith Points

There are ten items in total, scattered here and there.

After scanning the list, Murphy couldn't help but sigh.

As a time traveler, how could he not have a cheat code?

Murphy refers to his cheat code as the Faith Mall.

Once someone sincerely believes in or respects him, he will generate faith points, which can be exchanged for various items in the shop.

White has the lowest value, and colored colors have the highest value.

He can use faith points to shop in the store or level up to get more powerful items.

Since this is the initial level, only white items are available.

That's why Murphy would occasionally give speeches to the workers and even open relief windows.

In this time of global upheaval, how can we quickly win people's hearts and minds?

Of course, it's food, a stable home, and a bright future.

All we need to do is ensure they are well-fed and clothed, and with the charm he acquired six months ago, plus the eloquence he honed while working in sales, we can easily win their gratitude.

A year has passed since Murphy traveled through time and took over the company.

The factory now has 85 full-time employees and 200 temporary employees.

But charisma isn't a magic bullet; it can only amplify emotions, not create them out of thin air.

Based on the amount of Faith Points generated, Murphy divided the system into three tiers.

普通信徒每日0.1-0.2点，虔诚信徒每日0.4-0.5点，狂信徒每日1点。

Many powerful items require a significant amount of Faith Points.

For example, the Mind Suggestion skill that Murphy really covets requires 9000 points.

Even with the factory's manpower and the relief window, Murphy could only earn two or three hundred faith points a day.

He also needs to allocate some of these faith points to buy food and refresh the shop to maintain the factory and relief window.

After all, in today's society, food is a hard currency on par with energy and weapons.

Even if you have the money, you might not be able to buy it.

As a result, he had even fewer faith points left over.

Murphy wanted to live, more than anyone else.

He didn't travel through time just to be a background actor in this apocalyptic movie, appearing for only a second before dying.

As Murphy stared out the window at the massive planetary engine, pondering how to expand his sources of Faith Points,

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a knock on the office door.

"Come in."

Murphy gave a rare wry smile as he watched the elderly white man push open the door with a tablet computer.

"Garcia, I already told you, from now on, Hannah can handle these reporting matters."

When the original owner's father passed away, in addition to this factory, he also left him a butler, who was this Garcia.

Despite being white, Garcia was unlike other white people. He was not only free of any racial discrimination, but also hardworking, diligent, and extremely loyal.

He has been working alongside his father since he was young, and even after his father passed away, he never chose to leave, but instead devoted himself to assisting Murphy.

If it weren't for Garcia, it would be uncertain whether Murphy, who had just transmigrated, would have been able to successfully inherit the factory.

"Sir, I was just worried! I've been at the company for so long, it's best if I make the arrangements."

"Alright."

Seeing that Garcia had already said that, what could Murphy say?

Garcia shook his head as he looked at Murphy's wry smile.

Due to some accidents when he was young, Garcia was unable to have children, and Murphy, whom he had watched grow up, was like his own child.

Now that his child has achieved success, how could he not be happy?

Garcia coughed lightly and opened the tablet in his hand.

"Sir, this is the factory's recent financial situation."

Garcia turned the screen toward Murphy and tapped on several lines of bold data.

"Our fixed assets are currently valued at approximately 1.8 million credit points, which includes plant facilities, equipment, and inventory of energy storage units. As for working capital…"

At this point, Garcia paused, looked up at Murphy, and said, "We only have 950 million credits left."

Upon hearing this, Murphy frowned slightly.

Credits are a new currency issued by the UEG after it implemented a wartime economy.

Given the complete collapse of the old financial system during the global reorganization, the coalition government deliberately forced a unified monetary system.

All legal tender previously issued by various countries became worthless, and were replaced by ration coupons and credit points.

Ration coupons are survival certificates issued by the UEG based on a fixed population quota.

Credits, on the other hand, are linked to energy quotas and have extremely high purchasing power.

As for the US dollar, although it is not completely dead yet, it is not far from its end.

Only in certain parts of North America, such as some corners beyond the reach of the law, is it still in very small quantities in circulation.

However, the exchange rate is also terrible; it takes about $100 to barely get one credit, and even then, it depends on whether the other party is willing to accept it.

Garcia observed Murphy's expression and continued, "Sir, the main expenses are the salaries of full-time and temporary employees, as well as... the two relief windows we've set up."

He flipped to the next page and pointed to the detailed list of items.

"The food consumed at the relief window every day amounts to a considerable sum when converted into credits. Moreover, the number of people queuing up has been increasing recently, exceeding the area we initially designated."

"In order to enhance the company's resilience and cope with the risk of a potentially deteriorating economic environment and supply chain disruptions, I recommend... a gradual reduction until the relief window is eventually closed."

Murphy did not answer immediately, but got up again and went to the window.

Looking out at the long line of relief workers, Murphy turned around after several seconds.

"Garcia, if we don't use fixed assets and only consider this 950 million in working capital... do you think that's enough to support opening another relief window?"

Garcia was stunned, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

"Sir? You...you're not joking, are you? Open another one? Sir, given the current rate of consumption and the purchase price of supplies, if you don't want to go bankrupt, you'd better not do this."

Garcia stepped forward and handed the tablet back to Murphy.