"If you can't ensure you're always an honest person, then getting used to lying is a must," Tang Xian said.
"Bullshit. According to your logic, are people who don't frequently lie considered even less trustworthy?" Bai Mansheng retorted.
"In the ancient entertainnt industry, there were many ways to boost soone's fa, be it a musician or an actor, the most common tactic was creating a public persona.
Take for example so individuals who outwardly appeared abstinent but secretly beca the king of revelry in Canada.
So couples seed loving but were incredibly in sync when it ca to cuckolding each other.
So singers looked all prim and proper, only to be later exposed for juggling multiple relationships at once.
But what's interesting is that, before their true colors were irrefutably revealed, no one believed these things.
So, it's proven that establishing a public persona is a form of long-term deception, and many people take the bait and believe it.
Those accustod to lying are often taken at face value by most people.
The people who are most easily trusted include the downright honest and the rchants who are packaged from head to toe.
Conversely, those who are usually honest but occasionally tell a lie are rembered for their fibs for a lifeti."
Tang Xian thought that the ancient human microblog records provided by Luo were mostly nonsense, but to him, they were good material for studying human nature.
"Why are you telling all this? I'm not like you; I don't spew lies so easily."
Bai Mansheng believed she was reasonably forthright with people, and when it ca to things she didn't want others to know, she chose to conceal rather than deceive.
"Because soon you'll have to establish a fake persona. Whether you like it or not is one thing, but when the benefits far outweigh the drawbacks, it's worth putting aside personal preferences," Tang Xian said earnestly.
"Sotis I think you have very low emotional intelligence. But other tis, I think you're incredibly sly and shrewd," Bai Mansheng said, looking at Tang Xian with confusion.
"Aside from those mushy feelings that give the creeps, I'm usually a smart man," Tang Xian was rather candid at the mont.
"So, what kind of persona do I have to establish?"
"Of course, the untouchable, aloof, yet righteous High Priest of the Sea God Cult."
"..."
Bai Mansheng was speechless, while Tang Xian was dead serious.
"You really need to take what I'm saying seriously; a persona is a good thing. A label.
If you establish it well enough, even if it collapses one day, people will still trust you.
The Nuwa Emperor inherently possesses a divine nature, much like the Azure Dragon, so you and Tang Feiji are a perfect fit.
I plan to set so of the coordinates for the portable teleportation fissures' mining areas on this island.
This place will beco our foothold in the mine in the future."
The sea breeze passed through the woods under the sunlight, carrying a salty scent with it.
The two, who were strolling aimlessly through the forest, listened to the vibration of the autumn cicadas' wings and felt an ever-increasing sense of tranquility.
After much consideration, Bai Mansheng finally began to speak slowly:
"You sotis act on whims, but other tis you have very far-reaching purposes. Is this Sea God Cult a spur-of-the-mont thing, or is it intentional?"
"The strength of the Beast Court is formidable. I had been thinking, if the Sea God only needed crystals to maintain its colossal body's function,
then a few sea-beast species, even just by hunting schools of fish, could easily accomplish that.
So why do it? Why trap many land animals on an island? Why make them revere the Sea God?"
Tang Xian looked at Bai Mansheng. She shook her head blankly and said:
"I don't know."
"I don't know either, but my guess is, perhaps it's creating a belief system."
"Creating a belief system?"
"Have you heard of Eden creatures?"
"No..."
"But I am certain that the Eden Tribe once dominated the mines, and compared to them, the Beast Court seems much weaker.
The old gods are dead, and the new gods are creating a new order.
Perhaps the Sea God is discontent and that's why it's doing all this.
The raging sea, after receiving offerings, can beco calm.
If the island's creatures have been experiencing similar events for hundreds of years, a belief system will naturally form.
Using offerings in exchange for favorable weather.
When the offerings are presented, divinity manifests."
Bai Mansheng looked at Tang Xian in surprise.
Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the branches of great balsam trees, casting mottled patterns on her beautiful face.
"Talking to you about these things always makes the whole world seem conspiratorial and mysterious."
"The world has always been full of conspiracies. Always full of mysteries."
"I don't know."
Tang Xian chuckled:
"Perhaps at this very mont, sowhere else in the universe, so purple fatty is flying a doughnut-shaped spaceship, gathering stones that could halve all living things.
Perhaps soone playing a ga suddenly finds themselves transported inside it, realizing that the world of the ga is real.
Perhaps soone suddenly discovers the world has beco gamified, or they've crossed into another world, or the spiritual energy has revived, and so on.
Among all this, bigger orders are at play, compensating for sothing."
Bai Mansheng also began to smile. If she hadn't heard so many web novel stories, she might have taken Tang Xian's fanciful talk seriously.
"You're talking about the typical novels you showed ," she said.
Tang Xian nodded, with an expression that read "can't fool you," on his face.
But he continued:
"Still, the principle isn't wrong. We are so insignificant that we can only see part of the world.
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