Originally, he had only thought faith was being collected too slowly. Now, a new problem had emerged.
Aside from the first two days, when things had been relatively lively and more people came, almost no one had gone over these past few days.
The island residents treated the place like an exhibition, merely stopping by to watch the spectacle as they passed.
Philippa was right. Treasure Island was a pirate island. Even the Church had difficulty spreading faith here, much less this newly established sect.
For residents who had grown up immersed in pirate culture, listening to priests preach doctrine was nowhere near as appealing as drinking and hearing a bard tell stories.
Wu Heng looked at Philippa and asked, "Do you have any suggestions for making everyone willing to go to church?"
Philippa cracked open a crab shell and ate the meat inside. "Hard. They don't like this stuff. I can't even understand what your priests are saying, let alone them."
"What if we gave them something they're interested in?" Minnie spoke up.
Philippa said, "Unless you make those two priests of yours take off their clothes. But even then, the novelty would only last a few days. After that, they still wouldn't go."
The entire table fell silent.
Minnie, Robbie, and the others all stared wide-eyed.
Only Philippa dared to say something like making the priests in the church go naked.
Shanala shot Wu Heng a glare, as if her eyes were saying, Why did you ask her?
She said, "This isn't urgent. The Church took over a thousand years to reach its current scale. You don't need to rush."
Philippa muttered, "Wu Heng won't live that long."
"Eat." Minnie stuffed the remaining half of a crab straight into her mouth.
Philippa said unhappily, "You insisted on asking