dkrc Chapter 406 They're all movie stars
Chapter 406 They're all movie stars
"Lost lamb, you bring worldly clamor and disturb the tranquility of the source god."
Vary Goode did not turn around; his voice was ethereal and resonant, carrying a sense of lofty sanctity.
Chen You walked to a stop three meters behind him and took out the silk of the contract.
"I'll get it stamped."
Vary Goode slowly stood up and turned his head.
His face was filled with compassion, and he wore a golden circular emblem on his chest.
His pupils contracted slightly when his gaze fell on the silk of the contract, but he quickly regained his composure.
"An ancient covenant." Varygood crossed his arms over his chest. "This is a test from the Source God."
"To receive the mark, you need to prove your piety."
And it was piety again.
"How do you prove it?" Chen You asked.
Vary Goode stepped aside and pointed to the bronze scales in the statue's hand.
"This is the scales of judgment. The left side holds the soul, the right side holds sacrifice."
"The seventh doctrine of the Source God: Only by offering everything can one see the gods."
"Place your most precious possession on the scales. If the scales tip, it means your piety has moved the gods."
Chen You looked at the scales covered in verdigris: "You can put anything on them?"
"The Source God sees through all falsehoods." Wai Rui Gu De's tone was solemn. "Mortal scraps and junk cannot shake the scales of the Gods in the slightest."
"You must..."
Before he could finish speaking, Chen You had already walked to the tray on the right side of the balance scale.
He opened his system inventory and glanced at the long string of zeros in his balance.
Chen You raised his hand, his fingertips moving rapidly through the air, and directly entered the withdrawal amount: 100,000 gold coins.
"Splash—"
Golden light appeared out of nowhere.
Like a burst dam, 100,000 gold coins transformed into a golden waterfall, cascading wildly onto the tray on the right side of the scale.
The hall was instantly illuminated by golden light, as bright as day.
However, the bronze balance did not even tremble slightly.
Moreover, when the gold coins piled up to a certain height, they actually pierced through the tray on the right and scattered all over the ground, as if the tray was just a phantom.
Vary Goode looked at the gold coins scattered on the ground, his eyes showing no emotion, even a hint of pity.
"Lost sheep, you still don't understand. How can the radiance of the Source God be defiled by these gold and white things? Worldly wealth is nothing but fleeting smoke in the eyes of the gods."
Chen You raised an eyebrow.
You don't accept cash?
With a wave of his hand, he collected the gold coins scattered on the ground into his backpack.
Then, a flash of golden light appeared in his palm, and a long sword made entirely of jade white appeared out of thin air.
The innate spiritual treasure, the Jade Emperor Sword.
The moment the sword was drawn, the sacred aura within the hall was forced back by three-tenths by its sharp sword power.
Chen You gripped the hilt of the sword and gently placed the Jade Emperor Sword on the tray to his right.
"This thing is a Primordial Spiritual Treasure; there are only a handful in the entire Origin Realm. It's quite valuable, isn't it?"
The scales remained deathly silent.
The sword energy of the Jade Emperor Sword flowed across the tray, but it was like a mud ox entering the sea, failing to tilt the scales even slightly.
Chen You was somewhat surprised.
He sheathed the Jade Emperor Sword and looked directly at Vary Goode: "I won't take money, and I don't want any magic weapons."
"What exactly do you Source Gods like?"
Vary Goode clasped his hands together, looked up at the tall statue, and spoke in a clear, ethereal voice.
"The Source God has no need for worldly things." "Gods dwell high in the clouds, looking down upon all living beings."
What he needs is a profound emotional response from the depths of his soul, a devout heart from which all beings are willing to give everything for him.
"Moved? Dedicated?"
Chen You stroked his chin.
To put it simply, a Source God is a high-level NPC or background character created by the Source Realm system.
Since it's a divine mechanism, the core data for judgment must be the so-called "power of faith".
As long as a sufficiently strong sense of "faith" is provided, the scales will tip.
Moved by the Source God?
Chen You smiled.
So this is what I wanted.
If you're particular about making a grand display, that's easy to handle.
"Piety, is that it?" Chen You opened the system interface.
Varygood watched Chen You's actions, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes, but he quickly regained his solemnity: "Only through complete enlightenment can..."
Chen You ignored him and rapidly tapped his fingers on the virtual keyboard.
[Regional Bounty Announced]
[Target Location: Qirui City Lord's Mansion Cathedral]
[Task Requirements: Express utmost devotion and emotion to the Source God on site. The form is not limited, as long as it moves the deity.]
Number of people to be recruited: 1000.
[Reward: 10000 gold coins.]
"release."
The announcement was issued three times.
The entire city of Qirui fell into an eerie silence.
Three seconds later, it exploded.
"Holy crap? Am I blind? 10000 gold coins?!"
"1000 people, that's 10 gold coins each!"
"Master Chen You? Is this the Master Chen You I'm thinking of?"
"Brothers, stop standing there! The City Lord's Cathedral! Charge!"
The average level of players in Qirui City is between 30 and 40.
At this stage, even if players don't eat or drink, it would take them half a year to accumulate 10 gold coins.
The 1,000 spots were filled instantly.
Inside the church.
Wai Ruigude sighed as he watched Chen You standing there in a daze.
"Give up. Your soul is filled with worldly desires and cannot generate pure faith."
"Don't rush." Chen You walked to a bench, sat down, and crossed his legs.
"I've already called for reinforcements. Since one person isn't enough, let's make the most of our numbers to achieve a qualitative change."
Vary Goode frowned: "Faith is not a game. No matter how many mortals come who have no reverence..."
"Bang!"
The cathedral's heavy oak doors were violently smashed open with tremendous force.
The two door panels slammed against the wall with a deafening roar.
Vary Goode was startled and turned to look.
Outside the door, a dark mass of people stared intently at the interior of the hall, their eyes gleaming with the green light of hungry wolves.
The berserker player at the head of the group, who had even lost his weapon and whose helmet was askew, rushed into the main hall, panting heavily.
His gaze swept across the hall and settled on the tall statue of the Source God.
"Thump!"
The berserker slammed his knees to the ground, slid three meters away, and knelt upright before the statue, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Source God! My dear father! I've finally met you! Do you know how I got to level 30?"
My faith in you is like a mighty river, flowing endlessly, or like the Yellow River overflowing its banks—unstoppable!
"You are my light, my electricity, my one and only myth!"
The berserker howled and banged his head wildly on the floor.
Varys was completely dumbfounded.
What... what kind of intense emotion is this?
But before he could react, even more people poured into the church.
"Make way! Let me move the gods!" A dwarf mage pushed through the crowd, fell to his knees at the feet of the statue, and clung tightly to the statue's legs, weeping bitterly.
"Lord God of Source! I am willing to offer my soul to you! Just say the word, and I will immediately jump off the cliff to prove my devotion!"
Within a minute, thousands of players packed the spacious cathedral to capacity.