"Publicity Director? What is this job about?"
"The Publicity Director is mainly responsible for promoting the concepts of the Gaia Church and the deeds of the Gaia God. Although this is also a very arduous task, as Publicity Director, you will receive a certain amount of funds every month. You can independently recruit personnel from the public, and those recruited by you will be regarded as unofficial mbers of the church, gaining the respect of all church mbers. Of course, since the Gaia Church is newly established, the current funds are sowhat tight..."
"No need for the church to provide with the funds, I will handle the expenses myself!"
Before the staff could finish speaking, the noble lord imdiately interrupted.
He understood now; this so-called Publicity Director indeed seed like a demanding job without real power, sowhat similar to a noble title. If that was all there was, it wouldn’t be worth the effort to compete for it. But what he valued was the latter part—the respect from all church mbers!
In the Empire, the reputation of nobles had always been poor, for they lacked real power and were often despised by governnt officials. They were caught in the middle because, despite having no real power, they controlled a substantial amount of material resources and faced the suspicions and curses from the general public.
This was also why many nobles wanted to change their situation, even risking involvent in the King Selection Ceremony.
However, that path was clearly no longer viable; this ti, the governnt only issued a mild warning. If they dared to ddle in affairs they shouldn’t, perhaps next ti, it would be the Emperor’s Forbidden Army knocking on their doors.
But now, he had discovered a new path—becoming the church’s Publicity Director and earning everyone’s respect!
This was different from the empty title of a noble; it was a real honor added to him. Even the Emperor’s Forbidden Army would have to regard him more highly, as he would be working for the Gaia God!
With this thought, he agreed without hesitation.
He even had his future plans ready; once he beca the church’s Publicity Director, he would fund himself and then recruit from his own family, allowing his sons, daughters, and relatives to do the promotions. In this way, his entire family could firmly attach themselves to the church and no longer worry about a visit from the Emperor’s Forbidden Army.
Perfect!
After a brief and friendly negotiation, he secured the desired position of Publicity Director for an annual contribution of one hundred thousand Gold Coins.
When he returned to the crowd, he stood tall with his head held high.
"Father, how did your discussion go?"
"How did it go? Humph, kneel down to the Gaia God now!" Facing his son’s question, the noble lord raised his cane and smacked his descendants’ legs, urging them to kneel toward the statue of Gaia, while saying, "Thanks to the generous rcy of the Gaia God and the grace of the Divine Envoy, from today onwards, our White family will serve the Gaia God, becoming people respected by everyone. Say it now, thank the Gaia God, thank the Divine Envoy!"
White’s children, puzzled, nonetheless knelt and complied.
"Thank you Gaia God, thank you Divine Envoy."
See, I wasn’t wrong, he still has to thank .
Seeing this scene, Le Cheng couldn’t help but laugh, thinking that these nobles were really easy to fool, giving money and working for free, and in the end, still having to thank him.
"Lord White, what has made you so happy?"
At the sa ti, seeing Lord White’s jubilant expression, several nearby noble lords beca a bit uneasy, initially thinking that Lord White was just excited for receiving a blessing from the Divine Envoy, but now it seed not so simple.
Hmph, these parasitic leeches!
Watching his forr companions approaching him, White couldn’t help but puff out his chest. Though up until today, everyone had been the sa, doing anything for money, business, and profit, now, he felt he was separated from these nobles by a thick barrier.
These nobles, no matter how booming their business or how much money they had, were just leeches sucking the Empire’s blood, but he was different, having gained the recognition of the Divine Envoy and possessing a noble character, destined to be respected as the lord Publicity Director!
"Hehe, it’s really nothing significant, I just beca the Publicity Director of the Church," White humbly said.
"Publicity Director? What does that role entail?" the nobles asked, echoing White’s question.
"Of course, it’s about proclaiming the glorious deeds of the Gaia God to the populace; it’s indeed an honorary position within the Church."
"Can we also beco Publicity Directors?"
"..." White frowned slightly. He originally didn’t want to answer them, knowing too much might dilute his own honors. Yet, he thought again, since he managed to receive the blessing from the Divine Envoy, perhaps they might have a chance too. Instead of having them find out by themselves, why not sell them a favor now? Besides, as a devoted follower of Gaia, he shouldn’t be too selfish.
So, he simply repeated what had just been discussed.
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the nobles imdiately lit up.
"Is there such a fantastic opportunity?"
For these nobles, re material wealth no longer satisfied them; they craved more for power and reputation. However, power was held by the governnt, and they couldn’t take it by force, leaving only reputation.
And now, for just 100,000 Gold Coins, they could obtain such an honorary profession as the Publicity Director — Is there really such a good deal in the world?
Around them, several n exchanged glances, then, while everyone was distracted, quietly slipped away from the crowd.
They were converts, and shortly after, they reached a group of like-minded companions through previously arranged secret signals. They all gathered together, listening to the news they had gathered.
"What! Is there really such a good deal?"
Upon hearing that rely 100,000 Gold Coins could buy the position of Publicity Director, thus infiltrating the Church’s ranks, all the converts beca excited.
Actually, ever since the announcent of the Church’s formation, these converts wanted to enter the Church’s interior to scout out the situation. But the current Church mbers were either Catastrophe ssengers or respectable governnt officials. Though the organization seed makeshift, its simple composition made it difficult for the converts to make a move.
So they had no choice but to risk visiting the statue of Gaia in the Imperial Capital’s square.
But now, a much simpler route lay before them.
"Haha, the folks in the Church are too foolish, directly selling church positions."
"Could it be a trap designed to lure us in?"
"How could it be? Haven’t we already worshiped the statue of the Pseudo-God before? But who knows that we are converts? The Pseudo-God is just that, a pseudo-god, and lacks the power to expose us."
"It’s just because the Pseudo-God has not yet descended; we must not underestimate the situation. Of course, we must secure the position of Publicity Director. Also, while there’s still so ti, everyone should quickly contact converts in or nearby the Imperial Capital, let them join us as soon as possible. By the ti we secure the position of Publicity Director, we can directly enter the Church’s interior..."
"By the way, I heard that the new Emperor will attend the Church’s Welcoming Ceremony for the Divine?"
"Of course, if the new Emperor doesn’t show up during such a ti, the establishnt of the Church lacks legitimacy."
"That’s excellent, as long as we can gain the trust of the Church, we can make a big move on that day, not only disrupting the Church’s welcoming ceremony, but with so luck, we might even manage to kill the new Emperor."
"Right, with the new Emperor dead, we can even pin the bla on the Pseudo-God, igniting their internal strife."
"Gentlen, the ti to make a significant mark is here, the advantage is ours!"
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