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Chapter 752 - 752 752 Confused Temple Staff

752: Chapter 752 Confused Temple Staff 752: Chapter 752 Confused Temple Staff However, these are not the most important things; the most crucial is that it’s time to go to battle.

Zhao Guang also attached great importance to this war.

No matter what, he must ensure that the Chirali Empire can hold off the enemy for some time, in order to buy himself time to advance his strength.

At the very least, he needed to hold out until he himself reached the Legendary Level.

By that time, the wide world would be his to traverse, no longer needing to concern himself with the strife between nations.

Just look at the two Legendary Strongmen in the north—you know that at their level, unless they really want to confront these powerful empires, the empires would not dare to provoke them easily.

“Gather the troops; I’ll take thirty thousand men with me this time, including my Holy Flame Army and Elemental Shooter Corps.

Order Coscola to complete the mobilization as quickly as possible, prepare everything that is needed, and have everyone else fully assist.”

With Zhao Guang’s order, the entire territory was set into motion.

“What about within the territory then?

I feel like those Temple folks are looking to stir up trouble.”

Zhao Guang nodded: “It’s certain they want to stir up trouble; the real question is what method they will use.

However, they definitely won’t cause any disturbances before I leave.

If they are going to make a move, it will be after my departure.”

“So, before I leave, I will leave some measures in the territory.”

“What kind of measures?” Xi Fei was very interested.

“Magic Dolls—the construction of the Magic Network wasn’t just for fun.

I’ve already figured out the mass production technology for the most basic Magic Dolls.

I didn’t want to use it originally, but now it can come in handy.”

Indeed, Zhao Guang had not wanted to use them because, in his view, these Magic Dolls were too weak and lacked intelligence.

To control them, various means had to be used, including setting permissions within the Magic Network.

The key issue is that even if they were produced, the strength of an individual Magic Doll was at most equivalent to that of a Junior Warrior, and their defense was only strong because of the materials used.

In Zhao Guang’s eyes, such Magic Dolls were simply a waste of materials.

Metals and the like were not a concern for Zhao Guang; he had plenty, and money could buy them.

But other special materials were a different issue.

Some, even if traded with diamonds, could not be purchased in large quantities instantly.

The reserves in his own territory were definitely not enough.

But now was different—it was time to bring them out.

Zhao Guang directly issued a secret order for the Mage Towers to begin construction, keeping everything hidden from the public.

After all, during a time of large-scale material mobilization in preparation for war, no one could criticize the movements.

The whole territory was on the move, and to meddle in it would be all too easy.

Especially since it was the local Lord orchestrating things, with a faithful following covering for him.

While these activities commenced, the outside world was none the wiser, still thinking that Zhao Guang was just normally mobilizing the troops.

Externally, Zhao Guang had already announced that he would soon lead his army to support the throne.

However, because of the distance, by the time he arrived, it would probably be quite late.

Regarding this, others didn’t have much to say—showing this intention was already commendable.

Not to mention Zhao Guang, a Great Mage himself stepping onto the battlefield, which was a significant addition to the combat strength.

But at this moment, the people of the Temple were perplexed.

Even Blair was a bit confused—it was his first time encountering such a situation.

“What’s going on?

Why are there so few people?

It seems like there are fewer and fewer people these days.”

Someone next to him sighed, “I just went to find out, and they’re all working overtime.”

“Overtime?

What does that mean?” Another asked, somewhat puzzled.

“It means volunteering to extend work hours.”

Before anyone else could ask, he volunteered the information: “Because there is overtime pay, with wages at double the rate of ordinary times.

Recently, the Lord’s side has started to calculate wages by the hour.”

“They, they just forego coming here for a little extra salary?

Can a bit of money really make them abandon their faith?”

No one spoke; everyone present knew how these people came to be there—it was through the offer of eggs and bread.

If they could come to faith for such things, they could certainly forsake it for greater benefits.

After all, their faith was not yet firm enough that they would prefer to lose personal gain over keeping their faith.

The ones who remained were the ones with firm beliefs and potential for cultivation.

If Zhao Guang were here, he would surely tell them that the allure of overtime pay is indeed persuasive.

People nowadays might not work themselves to death for extra cash as they prefer resting at home.

But if you look back to the eighties and nineties, folks then would take overtime pay and work every moment outside of eating and sleeping – and they’d do it tirelessly.

The territory now is full of deferred tasks, and apart from a few individuals, most people are even poorer than those from Earth’s eighties and nineties.

When such an opportunity to thrive finally arises, how could they not give it everything they’ve got?

As for faith, what is it really?

Can it improve their lives?

They worship divine beings with the fundamental motive of a better life while alive and a peaceful afterlife when they die.

However, the notion of serenity in the afterlife has long been demystified by Zhao Guang through various channels.

After all, not everyone can enter the Divine Kingdom, even among the devout; it’s a destination most believers will never reach.

This is not a fabrication by Zhao Guang but the truth; even the Temple itself cannot tell adherents that each and every one will enter the Divine Kingdom after death.

Because divine spirits truly exist in this world, there must be a factual basis to beliefs.

“What about the Lord’s reputation then?

Do they trust him so much?”

“They do trust you very much because the Lord has directly increased wages, his reputation is very high now.”

“I tried to speak ill of the Lord, and I almost got beaten to death by the angry people,” another lamented.

They were ordinary people, but he wouldn’t dare to reveal his identity.

Should he use his powers for defense or retort, his situation would undoubtedly become much more difficult.

“Now we only have one course of action— to find a way to enter the schools of the territory, to directly spread our doctrine there.”

“That’s not going to be easy, as the Lord Xuanwu has never given permission for us to enter.”

“Damn enchantress,” one believer couldn’t help cursing, and others joined in the swearing.

In many people’s minds, the reason the Lord was so opposed to their Temple was because of the presence of an enchantress by his side.