At the sa ti, Hanjun also saw the details of the mission the player received.
"..."
At that mont, his face changed.
In theory, all quests that were received by the players were supposed to be approved by him, but he had not issued this quest.
Thinking carefully, he quickly realized who was causing trouble.
The only one who could bypass him and assign quests to players was the Ragdoll Cat system.
Master PungPong had felt a bit discouraged, but he didn't want to force Hanjun either.
After seeing the quest details that popped up from the system and checking out the rewards, he felt like he could try again. Discover exclusive tales at empire
"Hanjun, maybe Thordan's words really do have so impact. Seeing how hard he's working, how about helping him out this ti?"
Hanjun had no intention of agreeing at all.
Master PungPong and his group tried everything they could, but Hanjun still had no plan to give in.
After going back and forth for a long ti, when they thought the quest was about to fail, Flower Deer said, "Maybe Thordan really has so unexpected tricks up his sleeve?"
Hanjun thought about it.
The system had its own judgnt.
If the system wanted him to agree, did it an that it also believed Thordan's plan could work?
After thinking it over for a while and seeing the pleading looks from the players, Hanjun finally said, "If it could work, then let's give it a try."
The players imdiately showed big, happy smiles.
But later, when they brought Hanjun to see Thordan and heard Thordan's explanation, Hanjun's face was completely expressionless.
"So, this is the plan you were talking about?"
The plan was for him to wear a fancy clothes and do a performance in front of everyone.
Who did Thordan think he was?
A political figure who likes to use performances as a gimmick to fool them?
Impossible for him to do that.
Seeing Hanjun's expression, Thordan knew he must have hit a sore spot, so he quickly explained, "My real purpose isn't to make you pretend to do a performance to fool people, but people really need this right now. The demon army is about to arrive, and after seeing scenes like the end of the world, people on the world of eorera desperately want sothing to believe in."
He wasn't wrong, but this still didn't explain why he made this plan.
Thordan continued, "If soone as perfect as you, the Holy Son, appears before the public, you'll surely gain a lot of admirers. That way, as long as you are with the Church of Light, you won't lack followers. Don't you think that's a good thing?"
Hanjun's face looked very unhappy.
Of course, it wasn't good.
Wasn't this basically saying his followers didn't fully believe in him but were just attracted to his looks?
How was he, the God of Light, supposed to feel about that?
Thordan stopped trying to convince him and stood up straight.l, "In that case, how about we make a bet?"
Hanjun asked, "What kind of bet?"
Thordan replied, "Let's bet on whether my plan will succeed. If it does, then you have to follow my ideas from now on."
Hanjun hesitated for a mont.
It wasn't that he liked Thordan's plan, but he suddenly thought that if people in the Royal City of Orinthia were like the players, who gave a lot of faith just because they admired the God of Light's appearance, who would really win in the end?
Thordan wasn't foolish; he saw Hanjun's mont of hesitation and quickly made the decision.
"Then it's settled!"
While Hanjun remained silent, the players' faces were filled with excitent and eagerness.
However, Hanjun didn't expect Thordan's plan to be like this.
He was dressed in a white, tailored suit that Thordan had prepared for him.
The suit had golden threads embroidered with subtle patterns, and pearls and white gemstones were set into the fabric.
Wearing this outfit made him look like a walking moon—bright, but not too dazzling to blind people's eyes.
The complicated and fancy clothes made it hard for Hanjun to move, not to ntion the silly looks from the people around him.
It was clear that his appearance was eye-catching enough.
With his outstanding looks, in Thordan's and the players' eyes, and a beam of light that was shining on Hanjun, he appeared just like the God of Light who is walking on the mortal realm.
All the believers who saw him like this will imdiately fall to their knees, expressing their sincere faith and praise for the God of Light.
Since they weren't praising the wrong person, Hanjun forgave them for treating him like a display, moving him around as they pleased.
However, when Thordan finally ca to his senses and told Hanjun what they needed to do next, Hanjun stared hard at Thordan.
He began to feel that giving Thordan the role of bishop was a mistake; otherwise, Thordan wouldn't be so bold as to make a joke of him.
But Thordan knew exactly how to handle Hanjun's feelings and said, "This will definitely attract more followers."
Standing in the middle of the crowd, Hanjun remained expressionless, "If it's just my looks that attract the followers, how much does that actually help the God of Light?"
Besides, how could he not know what Thordan was trying to do?
He just wanted to use Hanjun's looks to get more fans.
But fans and followers are two different things—fans can leave at any ti, while he needed followers with strong, unwavering faith.
Thordan explained, "So what if they are these kinds of followers? As long as the God of Light continues to exist, they will keep believing."
Hearing this nonsense, Master PungPong quietly whispered to his teammates, "Yeah, as long as the idol doesn't fall, even fans can beco devoted followers. I think that logic makes sense."
He had been a strear for many years, so he had plenty of experience.
Spicy Flavor Fairy was speechless with his teammate: "..."
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