As it turned out, the gacha chanic from mobile gas is a massive killer wherever it’s used. Many say it’s gambling, but this isn’t quite accurate because it’s far more terrifying than gambling. After all, most people know that with gambling, the odds are overwhelmingly against you, and many end up losing everything they have. Knowing this, the vast majority of ordinary people will steer clear of gambling.
But gacha is different. Every ti you finish a ten-pull without getting anything, a voice in your head will say—next ti I’ll definitely get sothing. And then, you can’t eat or sleep, unknowingly opening the red-green mod...Oh my god, my phone is auto-charging money!
The horror of this chanism lies in its targeted exploitation of human desires and vulnerabilities, and the rosy delusion of "how could I possibly be one of the Unlucky people".
Then, if you equip the mobile ga’s gacha chanic with Pinduoduo’s headcount model, it becos a final blow!
Thus, before the Church even had ti to conduct large-scale publicity, the masses began to call their friends and spread the word throughout every corner of the Imperial Capital in a very short ti. Not to ntion the peasants, even so nobles ca rushing over to participate in the lottery—so even brought infants who were just a few months old, in their haste to participate.
Though most people only received an ordinary blessing, this still couldn’t dampen the enthusiasm of the masses.
After all, if one were lucky enough to draw a golden healing blessing, it could an a lifeti free of sickness for oneself and their family. This is a temptation no one could resist. And that’s just the regular golden blessing. If it were a blessing from the Divine Envoy, one could be directly enlisted as a glorious mber of the clergy!
In this respect, nobles do have a significant advantage because they not only have prosperous families but also have many servants, enabling them to bring a large number of people in a short ti to pull several ten-pulls in the limited pool.
After all, these nobles had been hit hard recently. Their eagerness to participate in the Church’s event was partly indeed to receive the blessings of the gods, but more importantly, it was to seek a new backing for when the governnt decides to settle accounts with them later, offering them a way out.
But in reality, neither the governnt nor Le Cheng intended to eradicate these nobles entirely. After all, nobles without political power are just rchants, whose existence provides countless job opportunities and effectively drives the Imperial Capital’s economy. However, since they’ve willingly shown up, Le Cheng decided to manipulate the treasure chest in secret, selecting a few nobles he viewed more favorably and bringing them into the Church.
Once in the Church, whether they were commoners or nobles, they had to listen to him. And since these wealthy families had so much money, when the Church needed funds in the future, they could righteously squeeze money out of them, giving them so symbolic honors at most; perhaps these nobles would even thank him for it.
"Ha ha, I got it, I got it!"
An old noble past his fifties almost fainted with excitent when he opened the blessing ssage and read: [Your sincere faith has moved the gods, Gaia Church welcos your joining — Divine Envoy Le Cheng].
Surrounded by envious glances, he imdiately took the blessing to the staff and asked, "Excuse , can I join the Church right now?"
The staff looked down, congratulated him and said, "Of course, you can join the Church and beco a glorious clergy mber anyti if you wish. But rember, as a clergy mber of the Church, you must not collect money or benefits from the public under any na, for everyone on this land is a child of Gaia. Also, every clergy mber must start from the bottom."
"I understand, I understand," the noble hurriedly nodded, then cautiously asked, "But, is there a way not to start from the bottom? You see, I’m all old bones. If I were to run around like you young people, I wouldn’t have the physical strength."
"This is generally not possible."
Generally, not possible?
Hearing this, the old noble imdiately realized there was an opportunity.
He quickly pulled the staff aside and whispered, "As I understand it, Gaia Church is in its early days and is in desperate need of manpower, material resources, and financial support. If... I an if, I made a donation to the Church, could I perhaps exchange it for..."
"No!" the staff imdiately responded sternly, "Sir, are you trying to bribe ?"
"No, no, you’ve got it all wrong," the old noble frantically waved his hands, "This is not bribery, but a voluntary contribution. You see, the Gaia God roots His feet in the land, offering His strength to protect His children. As a follower of Gaia, I am also willing to give my wealth to help build the Church’s cause. What do you think of that?"
"This..."
[Agree to it, make him the Publicity Director]
As the staff was hesitating, a familiar voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
It was the Divine Envoy!
With a slight pause, the staff then showed a kind smile, "Although generally this is not possible, considering your sincere faith and the fact that you are one of the few who’ve received the Divine Envoy’s blessing, the Church will allow you to serve as the Publicity Director approved by the bishop."
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