Chapter 173: Prospective Henchman: Dwarven Race

At this moment, the ground turned into a pool of spring water, swallowing countless commoners and even prairie savages.

The commoners were quickly enveloped by Earth Puppets and drawn deep into the earth.

“Hey old man, what did you slander the Internet God about?” A teasing voice sounded next to Moritz’s ear.

At this time, Moritz saw nothing but darkness, as if he were stuffed in a sack.

“No, no… I… I thought using the Internet consumed the soul, no, no, that’s not what I said. The clerics from the Night Temple told me that.”

Moritz stammered incoherently.

“Tch, I was expecting something juicy! It’s normal, gods lie left and right to snatch Source Essence. Only the Internet God tells us the truth.”

The teasing voice wasn’t angry, casually adding.

“You… you’re not angry?”

“Angry? No reason for that!”

Moritz was bewildered.

The followers of the Internet God were more magnanimous than he imagined.

“My son says the God of Night is… is an evil god. Is that true? But the Night Temple has always been good to us. During famines, they gave us porridge; when we were ill, they treated us. When my wife passed, the clerics even tried to introduce me to another woman!”

Moritz couldn’t help but voice what had been troubling him.

“How would I know? But pigs in a pen only realize the ones feeding them are the villains when they’re slaughtered!”

This analogy sent a shiver down Moritz’s spine.

After a long pause, he hesitantly asked, “Can someone as sinful as me still believe in the Internet God?”

“Believe if you want, the Internet God won’t stop you.”

“Huh?”

“Forget it, I’m not teasing you anymore. Here’s the truth: it doesn’t matter whom you believe in; believing in yourself is key! If you were a Grand Mage, would those prairie savages trap you? Take my advice: go online, learn some magic or Battle Qi. It doesn’t hurt.”

“I can’t read.”

“Then learn! Or do you expect the gods to protect you because they’re bored? Your face isn’t bigger than a god’s behind, is it? If you want to be a pig, don’t squeal when you’re slaughtered!”

Old hunter Moritz was stunned.

The player casually chatting with old hunter Moritz didn’t realize his casual words would ignite a hunter’s fighting spirit.

All he wanted now was to protect his silver coins.

Indeed, the Fourth Calamity rescuing the citizens of Moritz’s city were players who joined the God of Night faction! Currently, their mission was to save the God of Night’s followers.

The price offered by the God of Night was fair, calculated per head: fifty silver coins each.

Clearly, the God of Night was also desperate for Source Essence! Or perhaps, in his view, trading tangible wealth for followers or Source Essence was highly profitable! For Yu Sheng’an, the Internet God, this was profitable too.

He gained players’ Source Essence and allowed players to earn money, taking a cut from the transactions when players bought weapons or goods or deposited in the bank. What could be more enjoyable?

He profited from both ends! In fact, by now, the God of Night and the Prairie God were both furious! Especially the God of Night.

Seeing his followers shout “The Internet God is saving us!” almost made him explode with rage! Is it the Internet God saving you?

I clearly hired them with my hard-earned money to save you!

Yet the God of Night couldn’t explain and had to think about educating them thoroughly after the rescue.

The God of Night was irked by more than just that.

After hiring the Fourth Calamity, he found his situation hadn’t improved.

Because the Prairie God also hired the Fourth Calamity.

With both sides hiring them simultaneously, the war was balanced again, escalating only the intensity and destruction levels!

Unless he and the Prairie God reached an agreement, can that happen? It’s currently impossible! The Prairie God needed resources and people; he was the aggressor. Overall, the situation favored him, so he couldn’t cease hiring.

Damn it!

In rage, the God of Night could only hire more of the Fourth Calamity. He needed not only to save people and act as cannon fodder but also to mimic the Internet God’s psychological tactics on the North Aezia Plains.

He refused to believe the Prairie God wouldn’t retreat!

Ironically, knowing they fell for the Internet God’s scheme, the God of Night and the Prairie God both still hoped.

They hoped: the Fourth Calamity is a double-edged sword, and its effectiveness depended on their tactics! Optimized use could change the outcome! Both were confident in their tactics.

At this time, Yu Sheng’an, the Internet God, began doubting the faction system.

Because the newly opened faction system quickly exposed unexpected bugs and flaws.

First, incorporating the Fourth Calamity risked tarnishing local perceptions of the Internet God, adverse for its promotion.

He had to find a way to remove the Internet God label from player identities.

Indeed, he aimed to have his cake and eat it too.

After pondering briefly, Yu Sheng’an devised a strategy.

On one hand, he ordered major guilds and mercenary groups not to self-identify as the Fourth Calamity, and instead to unite under their employers.

On the other hand, he emphasized media influence, focusing on “no transaction, no harm,” to place responsibility on employers.

Meanwhile, he highlighted humanitarian deeds of the Fourth Calamity! Of course, while publicizing rescues, he emphasized the Internet God.

Additionally, Yu Sheng’an noticed major guilds of the Fourth Calamity competed for tasks, accepting anyone. Some people had Source Essence only supporting them for half an hour, disconnecting midway through tasks? Never mind the employers’ opinions; Yu Sheng’an couldn’t stand it.

I allocated resources painstakingly, and this is how you profit?

Workers must behave like dedicated workers!

After brief contemplation, Yu Sheng’an decided to sell point cards!

Still troubled by insufficient soul strength for seamless gaming?

Still frustrated by the chaotic market of delayed magic equipment?

Fret no more. From today, all problems are solved at once! Thanks to the Underworld God’s blessing, the Internet bloomed across the multiverse, with increasing daily users–Yu Sheng’an didn’t lack Source Essence for now.

Using a small part to supply players, Yu Sheng’an found it worthwhile! The money could be spent on buying production materials and precious magical resources.

Remember, according to his plan, the Empire had decided to develop its territories.

Clearing land wasn’t difficult in this extraordinary world.

A single Archmage could conjure a city out of thin air within a day.

Yet, this was meaningless.

Because clearing was easy; sustaining was hard! Thus, Yu Sheng’an required finances to manage the wild beasts and magic beasts in the forest, expanding human living space.

Simultaneously, he built ultimate war machines—Magic Towers!

This was crucial.

Cities unprotected by Magic Towers were juicy targets in this extraordinary world.

A teleportation array striking immediately disrupts and destroys the city within moments.

Thus, all plans required funding.

The current multiverse chaos was his best chance to amass wealth.

However, Yu Sheng’an still felt the money came too slowly.

It was mainly because arms supplies were insufficient.

The multiverse was vast, with nearly half the realms embroiled in war. How could a small Dragon Factory supply the multiverse?

In fact, even with the barely constructed supply chain, he couldn’t supply the Azaea Continent market.

Ultimately, the production capacity was lacking!

With the Velia realm being unreliable for now, fortunately, Yu Sheng’an already had a new candidate—Khazad-dûm’s Dwarven Race.

Only beaten henchmen know the boss’s greatness!